"The Storm Guards caught the Greenskin's tail near the seal. The Prophet, they had already launched an attack on the beast, but were obviously at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. A Ranger Detachment and the Storm Guards were together, but they still could not defeat the Greenskin's heavy firepower."
The cloaked ranger bowed gracefully and reported with a gentle breeze.
Sitting upright on a huge and smooth rock away from the vegetation in the woods, Veronica, meditating, opened her eyes and looked at the Ranger.
"The Storm Guard cannot suppress the Greenskins by its own strength alone. They need help, but we may not necessarily provide it."
"Are you saying we can't stop them, Prophet?"
Ranger raised his head and stared at her, his eyes full of confusion.
"I didn't say that. The Great Prophet repeatedly warned that you must not let the green skin touch that place, and we will do our best."
Veronica shook her robe.
"How are other humans? What about the Space Marines entering the underground?"
"They found the ancient tomb that belonged to them, and they had a fight with Greenskin in the middle, and then triggered the movement mechanism of the tomb. The apes had no idea what they were doing... Prophets, they just staggered blindly and destroyed everything they didn't understand."
The Ranger's voice became low with disgust.
"Well. And according to the movement rules of that place, they are also likely to go to that place."
Unable to tell whether Veronica was talking to herself or to the Ranger, she came up with a huge picture of the Space Marine.
"Maybe they are not as stupid as you think. The prophet is right next to him. Does he know you are watching him?"
"No, Prophet, we are hidden at the edge of their sight, He cannot see us, and our minds are not in contact, there are some—"
Ranger lowered his voice, not sure which word to use.
"Something unexpected?"
Veronica reveals the other person.
"I'm not sure, but it seems to be special and I don't like that place."
The Ranger replied hesitantly.
"It should be said that the tomb is a huge secret, and we must not interfere with the humans finding it."
Veronica relaxed and began to think about other things.
"How is the situation in that nest capital?"
"The Holy Blood Angel has sent a support force, and it should not fall. Humans have organized effective counterattack forces. The green skin of this planet will soon be finished, not more than three months."
"It's already very slow, they are as inefficient and inefficient as ever."
After thinking for a while, Veronica was still worried about Green Pie, because this was the most important task assigned by the Great Prophet.
Never let green skin enter that area.
"Let's set an ambush for those green skins, bring a Falcon anti-gravity tank and a team of Nether Spirit Guards to guard the road to that place - it's a great ambush, especially when humans are rushing to it, if there is a chance, we can put the green wallet between us and human fire."
"Yes, Greenskin will walk straight into our ambush."
The Ranger replied excitedly, the passion for fighting had flowed into his easily excited soul.
"Yes, they will go into traps, but they will never be unprepared, especially if they have mastered some unstable teleportation technology, it is difficult to predict whether their current strength is the same as before... However, it will be interesting to prove their recklessness and stupidity."
After Veronica finished speaking, she entered a state of thinking again.
"We will destroy the green skin and then focus our anger on the apes."
The ranger said, dancing exaggeratingly on his cloak, showing his obedience to the prophet.
"Maybe, young ranger, maybe."
Veronica closed her eyes, her voice no louder than a whisper.
"But just as we guide humanity here, they also limit us, and when we set traps for the greenskin, they may also hold us between their troops and the greenskin we are chasing - they have defeated us once... But the future is hazy and full of doubts, and I am not sure we can do it independently, only time can show the full picture of our respectable journey, and now we must fight every enemy: war is not the end, the ranger, but it is the most powerful tool in our hands."
"yes."
For some reason, the rude guy suddenly popped up in Veronica's mind.
"Since there is nothing on the ground, I will lead the team for this operation myself."
"But the Prophet--"
"I'm also a soldier, so don't worry too much, act immediately."
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On the rugged underground road, two Viper fighters flew to the flank of the fast-moving green-skinned team. The anti-gravity engine pushed the fuselage to roar in the night sky and quickly swept across the hillside. Each aircraft was covered by a group of jet motorcycles deploying formations in the rear.
A group of green-skinned assault motorcycles roared and teared open the earth, chasing them behind them.
After arriving in a safer area, the Bone Brokener once again used an unstable transmission device to transmit a new batch of troops and war weapons. However, due to the size limitation, the largest vehicle was motorcycle.
But this is also enough to cover his follow-up, especially in the face of a sudden Eldar attacker.
The viper gracefully swam through the rain of bullets shot from rocks, streams and green motorcycles, and the turret above rotated smoothly. The gunner used heavy cannons to spill out star darts after star darts.
Behind them, Greenskin Motorcycle stopped and turned sharply with incredible maneuverability, bypassing obstacles and avoiding gunfire.
The drivers of the Spirit race are elegant and accurate, but the green-skinned riders are equally crazy and efficient.
At the head of the motorcycle team, the evil sun leader roared at the spirit race, and the motorcycle's engine also roared hungry and angry.
Suddenly, a star dart pierced his left leg, his skin penetrated and caused a stinging pain in the nervous system, and the armor was also smashed into countless pieces.
"Ahhhhh! I'm going to kill these bean sprouts!"
The motorcycle responded to his rage like an extension of his body, and it roared and increased its horsepower as it tried to aim at the machine gun mounted on either side of the front wheel.
Then, the evil leader pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot out from the motorcycle, chasing the viper fighter that was constantly swinging, but failed to hit it.
“waaaaagh!!!”
The green-skinned leader let out a frustrated roar, and then increased the power of the motorcycle.
With a scream, the motorcycle responded to his command.
Then, he suddenly turned sharply to the side of the road, and when he was leaving his comrades from the left, he approached the ground to balance inertia.
Then, the rampage turned sharply to the right again, causing the motorcycle to lie almost across the ground, and drove into the wake of the spiritual vehicle.
He had only one thought: nothing could defeat the motorcycle team of the Evil Sun clan at speed, especially not a slim bean sprout!