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Dak-dak-dak.
Scorching muzzle flashes erupted from the barrels, the blast wave blowing away the dust and blood mist in front of the Gargant. Heavy recoil slammed through the two-hundred-ton mechanical monster bristling with weapons.
The force traveled through its chassis into the ground, sending ripples through the pools of Tyranid blood beneath its massive mechanical feet.
Kenmei Isayama's finger hadn't left the trigger once. The ammo for the "Dethstorm Mega-Shoota" had run dry long ago.
But no worries. His custom-made weapon packs were designed for hot-swapping. As the "Big Mek Boss," he had designed combat backpacks that allowed for rapid weapon changes without prior installation.
Even though Kenmei only had one Gargant here, his firepower rivaled that of a warship. The weapon pack he had just swapped to was the Super Gatler, a terrifying Ork weapon.
Bullets the size of artillery shells punched through Tyranid carapaces instantly, shattering their bodies.
The Super Gatler itself was an unreliable and uncontrollable weapon; once it started firing, it wouldn't stop until the ammo ran dry, making its destructive potential unpredictable.
But that was a minor issue. The Tyranids in front of Kenmei were endless. Even if he missed his target, there were always more bugs rushing in to catch the bullets.
[War Contribution +100]
[War Contribution +200]
Notifications flooded his vision. Kenmei had lost track of how much War Contribution he had farmed; all he knew was that he wouldn't let go of the trigger until every enemy in front of him was dead.
The Ork lust for slaughter and battle had made Kenmei see red. The Gargant he piloted was killing at least forty or fifty Tyranids every minute—a supremely efficient killing machine, and that wasn't even counting the "Super-Rokkits."
However, if Kenmei were forced into melee combat with a chainsword, his current body's fighting skills wouldn't last ten seconds before he was swarmed and torn to shreds by the sea of Tyranids.
So, in terms of individual combat power, this simulation was far inferior to the [Battle-Hardened Flesh Hound] from his first D-Rank simulation. Kenmei was relying entirely on the perks of being a Mek Boss.
To truly become big and strong, he needed real skills of his own.
Kenmei's dazzling performance greatly boosted the morale of the Greenskins. Coupled with the fact that these Orks, tortured by the long Warp journey, could no longer suppress their burning desire for battle.
Once given the chance to open fire, they spared no effort.
Tens of thousands of teleported Orks formed a green ocean, roaring madly as they charged the Tyranid main force.
These troops weren't just ordinary Orks. There were Gargants and Gorkanauts blazing with gunfire, and a considerable number of Killa Kans. One Ork war machine after another was violently teleported into the center of the swarm.
Burna Boyz recklessly sprayed curtains of searing fire. Countless guns roared. Behind the crimson muzzle flashes, groups of Tyranids fell. Orks fired and hacked wildly, sending shattered insect limbs flying into the air.
From the sky, a rain of "Grot Missiles" launched from the ships bombarded the Tyranids on the ground, delivering high explosives—and the terrified, pissing-their-pants Grot pilots inside—straight to the enemy's face.
Kenmei had told the Mekboyz not to tell the Grots the truth. They were told they were flying planes that would automatically attack the enemy upon identification. So, the applicant Grots were quite enthusiastic. After all, once the missile launched, it was too late for regrets.
Watching Thraka's legion crush the Tyranids like dry weeds, Ironjaw's mouth had been hanging open like a dead pig since the start.
"Why are dey so strong? An' why are we actin' like knobs?"
Especially seeing Ghazghkull Thraka, who stood nearly seven meters tall (Orks grow larger with fighting), Ironjaw felt incredibly emotional.
Thraka was just too big, even bigger than the rumors said. The impact of this giant Ork clad in super-heavy armor surpassed any Tyranid Bio-Titan. The surrounding Orks stared dumbfounded at this Ultimate Greenskin.
In the eyes of the Orks, Thraka at this moment was like the supreme gods Gork and Mork descending in person to rain fury upon the Tyranids. He was a violent hurricane of slaughter sweeping through the swarm.
"WAAAGH!!!"
Thraka's roar drowned out the shrieks of the Tyranids. In the crowded tide of green and bugs, his massive body was conspicuous. A green WAAAGH! aura shrouded him, protecting his body from Tyranid attacks, making every move Thraka made feel like a natural disaster.
His twin-linked custom Big Shoota spewed tongues of death, blasting Tyranid corpses several meters into the air.
Every swing of his power claw cleaved groups of Tyranids apart. He killed so many bugs that scattered Tyranid chitin piled up on his armor, shaking off with every step.
Ironjaw's blood boiled at the sight. He immediately led his Boyz out of the steel defense line to join the fray.
The intensity of the ground war actually paled in comparison to the space battle between the Tyranid and Ork fleets. Bio-plasma beams and Ork scrap cannons interwove above the planet. On average, a Tyranid or Ork warship was destroyed every ten minutes.
The Hive Mind dominating the Leviathan fleet sensed something was wrong. The crumbling Ork defense line had suddenly become stubborn with the addition of a few Greenskins, and the situation was improving for them.
In contrast, the Tyranids, who still held the numerical advantage, were faltering and showing signs of fear.
The Hive Mind immediately awakened a monster slumbering in the heart of the Leviathan Hive Ship. It wanted that arrogant Greenskin torn to pieces alive in front of the horde.
A small opening appeared in the dense chitin armor of the Leviathan Hive Ship, and a purple bio-pod filled with an ominous aura was ejected, plummeting straight down from space.
Soon, the Orks saw a flash of bewitching, evil purple light in the sky, diving toward the battlefield at extreme speed.
The moment that thing appeared...
Kenmei sensed it. The WAAAGH! Field around him went into high alert because of this entity's presence. The green energy was practically boiling; if the Ork field could change color, it would have turned red.
So, Kenmei immediately adjusted his position on the front line and started moving back, as there were too many Tyranids where he was.
Reaching a safe zone, Kenmei pulled out two fully loaded super-heavy cannons and unleashed a barrage at the starlight in the sky.
Dak-dak... dak.
Two long dragons of fire, composed of large-caliber bolts, were born from the hands of the Gargant Kenmei piloted, winding and twisting in an attempt to destroy that purple streak completely.
But what Kenmei failed to notice was something churning underground. Due to the heavy recoil of the cannons, his entire machine was shaking, masking the tremors.
"What is that?"
Kenmei realized something was wrong when the entire Gargant started sinking uncontrollably due to sudden, intense tremors from the ground.
"Huh?"
Just as Kenmei was about to hit the switch for the foot-mounted rocket thrusters, a massive Mawloc—several times larger than a Tyranid Bio-Titan—burst out from the hollowed-out cavern beneath him, completely engulfing his vision. Its presence had been hidden so well that the WAAAGH! Field hadn't reacted.
The behemoth opened its massive maw and swallowed the Gargant—and Kenmei—whole. The sound of grinding metal and tearing steel echoed from the beast's mouth, a noise so obscenely harsh that Ork Boyz miles away had to cover their ears.
With Kenmei's artillery threat removed, the purple object faced no further obstruction. When it was twenty meters above Thraka, the bio-pod burst open.
A massive, blood-red Tyranid monster, not losing to Thraka in size, agilely unfurled multiple bone sabers in mid-air and slashed down at Thraka below.
Thraka was dismissive. He prepared to use his power claw to tear this bastard bug apart.
But to his surprise, the sound he heard was his power claw snapping. The agonizing pain that followed made Thraka's eyes go wide.