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Bad News: They","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-116",116,"\u003Cp>The next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thread of sunlight pierced the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a night’s rest, the cultists surged again through the narrow lower nest passages into the middle nest, and the silent heavy artillery roared once more!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke filled the air, cannons thundered endlessly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless lives were spilled in brutal combat, their blood staining the shattered ruins, as both sides slipped back into a grinding stalemate, then gradually devolved into street fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, under the fading glow of sunset, the frenzied cultists carried away as much flesh, heads, and corpses as they could, retreating like a receding tide back to the lower nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if… yesterday had repeated itself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then it repeated again. And again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meaningless battle had dragged on for ten full days; no one knew what the cultists were thinking—they seemed merely… to die for the sake of dying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time, they withdrew just before they broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if precisely calculating the Planetary Defense Force’s limits—not to breach the hive, but to drain their strength!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin, after days of bloody combat, was caked in blood, mud, and dust kicked up by artillery—so filthy even close friends might not recognize him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at those around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s battle was even more brutal than yesterday’s, for the conscripted civilians had suffered catastrophic losses, forcing the Defense Force, the Fawu Force, and the Riot Squads to fill the front-line gaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear that even well-trained Defense Force troops suffered devastating casualties against the cultists’ suicidal, fanatical human waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the entire 120-man company, fewer than half remained after today’s battle—even with Alvin’s “X-ray map hack,” granting him full awareness of troop positions on the local battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many other companies had dwindled to single digits!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quartermaster brought today’s rations: fifty-odd men in the company, and only ten cans of corpse-starch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin’s lips curled in bitterness—logistics were running so low, even corpse-starch rations were nearly gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed the heavy artillery’s firing frequency had dropped drastically; artillery support was now granted only when the line was completely overrun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly… they were running out of shells!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All signs pointed to one truth: the Defense Force was nearing its limit. At most five days—even if the cultists failed to break through, they would collapse from ammunition shortages and starvation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain… aren’t you eating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The buzz-cut kid beside him had half his face slashed by a cultist’s blade, leaving a grotesque scar, yet he grinned, eyes fixed greedily on Alvin’s ration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifty-odd men, sharing ten cans of corpse-starch after a full day of battle—no one could even be full; at best, everyone got a taste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the familiar faces gathered around him, Alvin’s heart ached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In ten days of bloodshed, he knew every man’s name, their likes and dislikes, and… every soldier who had died for the Empire!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You eat it, Diz.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin tossed the corpse-starch can over, then turned to find Commissar Gray—this couldn’t go on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it, thanks, Captain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Diz happily divided the can among his brothers, each taking a tiny bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flipping open the tent, before Gray could snap, Alvin blurted: “Commissar, has there been any word from the upper nest?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know what you’re asking,” Gray said, his hair nearly white with stress, dark circles under his eyes from days without sleep: “But right now, no news… is the best news.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin understood that—but the army was out of food, out of ammo, out of men. If reinforcements didn’t come soon, they were finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know what you’re worried about.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commissar Gray sat slumped in his chair, pressing his throbbing temples, face etched with despair: “I can guess why the cultists withdraw daily—they’re draining us, pushing us to utter hopelessness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… I can’t do anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time Alvin had ever seen this hardened commissar look so utterly broken—as if his very soul had been hollowed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, this PDF had held together this long, its morale miraculously intact, solely because of Gray. Without him, Alvin couldn’t imagine what would’ve happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha… the only hope left is to pray—to the Emperor.” Gray sighed, his gaze heavy with sorrow: “I pray the Department of War… no, that somewhere nearby, a Star Guard regiment and an Adeptus Astartes Chapter still exist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hive’s situation had long since passed the point where the Planetary Defense Force could handle it alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the upper nest remained open, the PDF could have drawn endless supplies and heavier weapons from above—perhaps even crushed the cultists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, cut off from all retreat, the PDF was trapped in the middle, waiting to be caught like fish in a barrel!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had pushed tactics to their absolute limit, yet the cultists’ sheer numbers kept tipping the scales of victory toward them, drowning them in human flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Commissar… I might be able to secure some emergency food.” After long hesitation, Alvin decided to reveal something—after all, if the Defense Force was wiped out, where would he hide?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You? Forget it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray shook his head, not taking him seriously at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One man—how much food could he possibly bring?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could that possibly meet the needs of the entire Planetary Defense Force?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At least better than nothing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Alvin’s earnest expression, Gray sighed and gave a half-hearted nod—desperate enough to try anything: “Fine. Go ahead. Just feed your own company.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, both men felt a sudden jolt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without warning, a surge of malevolence from the highest heavens poured forth from the Warp like a tidal wave, making their bodies tremble, every pore trembling with dread!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They locked eyes—each saw terror deep in the other’s soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal roar shattered the hive’s night sky!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a piercing alarm shrieked through the darkness—the entire sky and ground seemed to shake violently!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin and Gray burst from the tent, racing toward the source of the tremors and alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, the sealed gates of the upper nest were slowly rising—and from within the heavy iron doors poured countless grotesque, monstrous Warp demons!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They screamed with unearthly horror, a crimson cloud of malice surging toward them like a tidal wave!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The upper nest… had opened!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not by choice—it had been breached!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stand ready! Stand ready! Stand ready!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commissar Gray, eyes blazing, raised his bolter and roared with all his strength: “Everyone, prepare for battle—for the Emperor!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this moment… the end had come!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the cunning cultists, contrary to all precedent, surged out from the lower nest in the chaos of the upper nest’s fall and the demons’ escape!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Planetary Defense Force, the hive… were utterly trapped!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good news: reinforcements have arrived!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bad news: they’re Chaos reinforcements!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse news: they’re caught between Chaos and the cultists—ground meat between two millstones!\u003C\u002Fp>",1125,"2026-06-20T00:45:41.385Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bd4a204c29bc6842f3dfb9ca764a8d6b391c092c7747691a8d0464bac215f91e","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-117","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-115",588,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-cover.jpg"]