Chapter 590…The value of the seven golden races.

Although he said so, Ross did not underestimate the enemy at all. The intelligent AI in his tactical eyepiece had already given him an estimate of the opponent's combat power, so he had to give it his all.

As a member of the Seven family, Ross has received the best resources since he was a child. In a family where every member is a muscular barbarian, he became one of the very few Magdogs and became a glorious non-commissioned officer under Warmaster Hogg.

[This guy has a combat power of at least 13,000, while I only have 8,000. With the help of nanorobots, I can definitely fight him with my psychic power. In short, I have the advantage!]

In a flash, Ross had thought of everything, and under the coordination of the implant, he and the other four canine officers worked together to surround and kill these lambs to be slaughtered.

He threw a punch, then lit up the battle blades on both arms. With the unstoppable decomposition force field, he stabbed a claw into Hogg's heart and decapitated him in one thousandth of a second, then pounced on the most dangerous Magnus.

The other four non-commissioned officers did not relax either. They opened fire instantly when Ross suddenly attacked. Several beams of plasma blocked the three men's retreat. They also made a finishing move after Hogg's head was moved, and stopped Gotha who wanted to rescue him.

The previous battlefield intelligence had already been thoroughly studied by artificial intelligence. Ross knew that Hogg was not easy to kill, so he directly assigned three people to continue burning him. His target was always the psychic caster who posed the greatest threat.

The arm blade flashing with a decomposition force field pointed directly at the throat. With just a sprint, the brothers, who were united as one, had blocked all the space. With just a slight swing, the ridiculous red-skinned creature would be beheaded with one sword.

"Die! You scumbags!"

All this happened in less than half a second, as if the pause button was pressed. Ordinary soldiers could not keep up with the speed of the five dog-men. Even though the auxiliary AI on the power armor had issued a warning, their bodies were still unable to evade.

But as the arm blade got closer, Ross's beast instinct sounded an alarm, as if something bad was about to happen.

Without any hesitation, Ross instantly activated his psychic power, put on heavy shields for everyone that could withstand the bombardment of the railgun, and activated the teleportation coordinates in the Titan as a last resort.

But when Ross communicated the transmission coordinates, he finally discovered the problem. The back-up plan that should have been smooth was completely ineffective, and they could not retreat at all. This was a trap.

"Retreat quickly, these three alien creatures are not..."

Ross's voice spread through the mind network, but before he could finish, severe pain invaded his mind, forcing the dog to disconnect from the mind network.

"Distraction is a big mistake! Remember, the one who killed you is Magnus."

At the last moment before his soul dissipated, Ross saw a red demon with two horns on his head and black wings on his back grinning fiercely, and the body pierced by his claws was being melted into ashes by the flames.

"For the war commander!"

The demon's ridicule stopped, and the power armor on Ross's body was instantly loaded, and the nuclear fusion battery inside began to explode. Even his soul, which had been torn apart by him, burst into black flames under the strong belief.

At the same time, Hogg, who was biting half of a limb in his mouth, was swallowed by a violent explosion as the last dog officer shouted the slogan of fighting for the Warmaster.

As five mushroom clouds rose, the entire interior of the void shield became a complete dead zone, and the giant Titan in the distance was instantly enveloped by dark blue plasma amid the uneasy ticking sound.

"boom!"

The already hot atmosphere was instantly emptied and slammed into the void shield, repeatedly agitated in the form of shock waves, accompanied by extremely high temperatures, melting the ground and air fortresses that the two sides had repeatedly fought for, giving all creatures in this area a true battle of heaven and earth. 37 seconds later, the orbital bombardment came as expected, but there were no buildings higher than half a meter here, only hot lava flashing bright red light.

Precisely and efficiently, in an orbital strike like a scalpel, every square meter of space will be bombarded by a plasma, vaporizing a large amount of matter, which is then blown into the atmosphere by the heat wave and eventually becomes a gray-black smoke cloud covering the entire planet.

The orbital bombardment that lasted for a full half minute suddenly stopped, but a giant bomb with a hideous smiley face graffitied on it fell from the sky. As soon as it made contact, an extremely cold air flow erupted, instantly solidifying the ground that had completely turned into lava.

No extermination order was issued for the planet. As a fortress world located in a key position, both sides wanted to compete for control of this area. As for the cannon fodder soldiers who were previously sent out together, no one cared about them anymore.

Under the pitch-black sky, several meteors with golden and red tails fell from orbit, among them was the interstellar super dog of the Eighth Legion's Bloodhound.

After turning off the signal receiving module on the tactical eyepiece, Steve knew that all the soldiers who had attracted the attention of the rebels had been killed. Under such a devastating blow, there was no possibility of survival. However, for the sake of accuracy, he still reported to the figure in the middle wearing the Terminator armor:

"Sergeant, the target area has been cleared, all enemy personnel have been eliminated, and five rebel non-commissioned officers have been confirmed dead. This is undoubtedly a victory. May their sinful souls return to the Brass Throne."

"Praise His Majesty the Divine Emperor."

After replying to this routine greeting, the airdrop chamber fell silent again. Only the turbulence caused by tactical maneuvers due to air disturbances could attract the attention of these eight interstellar super dogs.

As it approached the ground, the top of the empty cabin began to separate and eventually floated in the thick clouds, providing critical battlefield reconnaissance for the tactical team.

The second-stage reverse rocket was activated, and in the final short three hundred meters, the entire airdrop capsule went from moving to still, and finally landed safely on the surface.

The originally scorching lava ground had turned into a glowing obsidian layer after the explosion of the ultra-low temperature cooling bomb. As soon as the eight super-large dogs landed on the ground, they made a strange sound like broken glass.

Through beacon transmission, Steve's team and the other seven teams established real-time communication, and according to the pre-planned marching area, they temporarily guarded the battlefield debris and waited for the arrival of engineering troops.

After making sure the surroundings were safe, the dog people's lazy nature began to take effect. Several streams of smoke spewed out of the helmet respirators, and some dogs even took out drinks and connected them to the respirator interface.

Those who smoke smoke, those who drink water drink water, no dog person will be punished for such a small matter. This is the natural privilege of being the first race in the empire.

At the same time, in the stratum about 600 meters below Steve's feet, a spark of psychic energy illuminated three sad faces. They were Hogg and his two companions who had dug a hole and buried themselves before the self-explosion.

Looking at his two arms that had just recovered and whose muscles and blood vessels were all exposed, Hogg was panting like a dog. If he hadn't dug a hole in the ground at the last moment, Tzeentch might not have been found yet, and the three of them would have died first.

"No, Goda, you told me that these five ghost things are comparable to the Primarchs. Your Dog Empire still has tens of thousands of them. Damn, is this possible without weakening them?"

Magnus was also confused. Although he was not afraid of these super dogs called non-commissioned officers in a one-on-one fight, when he thought that there were at least tens of thousands of them, he put on an expression as if his father had died.

Without giving the two of them a chance to continue sighing, Goda suddenly raised his hands and said to a head that appeared above him:
"Brothers, don't shoot, we are one family!"

　I was horny last night. Ibuprofen is not reliable. There will be updates later. Go to bed first. My life is more important.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)