Chapter 107: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

The human pursuit force that charged out of the Forbidden Wall was soon slowed by the brutal terrain of the Brevis Ice Plains.

Raging wind and snow carved the earth into a natural forbidden zone; snow piled waist-deep underfoot, and vehicle tracks could easily sink in if careless.

Ice cracks hidden beneath soft snow layers were everywhere.

As a Leman Russ tank drove into what seemed a flat snowfield, the hull suddenly sank, its right track plunging into a suddenly split ice crevasse.

No matter how the engine roared, it could only spin in place, kicking up snow everywhere.

The narrow ice valley was a nightmare for armored forces.

The wide tracks of the Leman Russ tanks could hardly turn between steep valley walls, forcing them into single file and slow advance, completely losing mobility.

The scattered green skin remnants, familiar with the terrain, used icebergs, cliffs, and hidden ice caves as cover.

Flashing through the wind and snow, they soon vanished into the white expanse of heaven and earth.

Lin En stood on the tank roof, his purple eyes piercing the swirling wind and snow, watching the direction the green skin remnants fled.

The green bloodstains on his armor had long frozen into green frost in the cold wind.

The soldiers behind him bore the fatigue of a fierce battle, their exhaled white breath quickly dissipating in the cold air.

"Cease pursuit!"

Lin En's voice spread across the battlefield through the amplifier.

The pursuing troops hit pause, gradually regrouping, while the stranded tanks began clearing obstacles with engineer assistance, preparing to withdraw.

"Governor, just let them go?" Lei Ou came to the tank, reluctance on his face.

"We finally won a battle, and we're just going back like that?"

Lin En did not look down at him, rational light flashing in his eyes:

"The icefield terrain is complex; continuing the pursuit will cause our armored forces to completely lose their mobility advantage."

"And the green skins know the terrain well; they likely set an ambush. If we fall for a reversal, it would not be worth the loss."

Immediately, his gaze swept over the weary soldiers:

"Our troops just underwent high-intensity combat; the soldiers are already exhausted and unfit to continue long-distance raids in such an extreme environment."

"Moreover," Lin En raised a hand, pointing toward the direction the green skins fled.

"The core target of our plan this time has already been achieved."

Killing War Boss Gubaga, heavily wounding the green skin main force, and displaying sufficient martial power.

These three points are enough to plunge the surviving green skins of the icefield into endless fear.

Those lucky brats who survived will spread today's crushing defeat to every green skin clan on the icefield like a virus.

This will not shatter their overall fighting will, but under the influence of Waaagh Power, Lin En will only seem ever more "powerful" in their eyes.

It also creates an excellent psychological advantage for the subsequent cleanup.

"To wipe out the green skins, we don't need to venture deep into the icefield ourselves."

Lin En spoke mysteriously, "I have already prepared a 'special power' more suited to the icefield environment."

Though Lei Ou had doubts, seeing Lin En was confident, he stopped asking and turned to arrange troop rest.

Lin En immediately ordered scouts to advance as sentries to prevent green skin counterattacks.

The main force rested in place, replenishing energy and ammunition.

At the same time, some engineers and flamethrower troopers were assigned to first deal with the green skins killed in the pursuit, and the remaining corpses and spores.

In this world, as long as green skin spores are not completely eradicated, new brats will grow in no time; they must be rooted out completely.

The entire force began an orderly withdrawal; engineers used explosives to seal ice crevasses, while flamethrower troopers sprayed flames over the scattered green skin corpses.

Firelight flickered in the wind and snow, giving off waves of foul burnt stench.

Just then, the vanguard scout's alarm suddenly came through the communication channel, urgent in tone:

"Governor Sir! Large-scale biological heat signatures detected ahead beyond the ice mound, approximately five hundred, suspected Breviss Savage Cavalry!"

The escort, having experienced the previous Snow Claw Clan assault, instantly tensed; soldiers quickly raised their guns to aim at the ice mounds on both sides.

Vehicles stopped moving, heavy weapons adjusted their angles, and the formation contracted into a defensive posture.

Cold gun barrels gleamed with a chill in the wind and snow, and the air was thick with a tense atmosphere ready to explode at any moment.

"Put down your guns!"

Lin En's voice rang out again, carrying undeniable authority.

Just now, the Miniature Shredder Worm on his shoulder trembled slightly, and Lena's consciousness was transmitted through the psychic link.

These savages emitted no strong hostility or killing intent; in her perception, there was only observation, hesitation, and awe.

The wind and snow filling the sky seemed infected by this inexplicable calm, gradually pausing for a while.

Beyond the ice mound, first two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked out, then more cavalry appeared one after another from behind the ice mound.

The left column was led by a woman clad in snow-white beast hide combat armor, riding a mighty Ice Spine Terrestrial Beast beneath her.

The hide was adorned with beast teeth and bone ornaments, and she held a heavy bone axe in her hand.

Her face was roughened by wind and snow erosion, her gaze sharp as a hawk's; she was the Great Chieftain of the Snow Claw Clan, Snow Claw Yu.

The cavalry behind her also rode Ice Spine Terrestrial Beasts, wearing crude beast hide armor, holding stone axes and bone knives, with a fierce and valiant air.

The right column was completely different.

The man in the lead was short and stocky, wearing a crude suit of Power Armor, its armor plates covered with battle scars — he was Ice Fang Clan's Great Chieftain, Ice Fang Kuai.

The cavalry behind him were relatively modernly equipped, some wielding Laser Rifles; the formation was silent and stern, bearing the steadiness of men long tempered by war.

The two forces stood clearly apart, yet both halted at a safe distance of several hundred meters.

All eyes focused on the Cold Wind Tank, gazing up in awe at the Governor of Breyweis with his deep purple eyes.

Lin En leapt down from the tank, his heavy Power Armor kicking up a spray of snow as he landed.

He walked forward alone; Dou Dou and Lei Ou wanted to follow, but he stopped them with a gesture.

Lin En slowly stepped into the snow between the two sides, each footfall leaving a deep footprint.

Amid the wind and snow, his purple eyes glowed faintly, his gaze resolute.

His voice was deep and resonant, cutting through the howling wind to reach both Great Chieftains clearly: "Snow Claw and Ice Fang, what brings you here?"

"Snow Claw and Ice Fang, what brings you here?"