The mere fact that it could fly within the atmosphere left Yuwa and Davi Luo unable to process it even now.
Davi Luo was relatively better off; after all, he had witnessed the scene in the Warp with his own eyes, so all questions could eventually be explained by the answer of 'God-Emperor's Blessing'.
Of course, occasionally, depending on the situation, a 'Khorne's Blessing' might be added.
But Yuwa didn't know anything about that. She just looked at the warship she had led the Hive City workers to hammer out with their own hands, looking at the exaggerated performance of the exterior one moment, and at the armor plates she had welded herself the next, thinking over and over, with only one question in her mind that even she couldn't help but laugh at.
"Did we really build this by hand with welding torches and hammers?"
"When did our craftsmanship... become so exaggerated?"
Yuwa and Davi Luo were each lost in their own thoughts, and Ana was busy tending to the warship. With no one to answer him, Sith could only focus his attention on the bridge. Looking at the mismatched monitors that he didn't know where they were salvaged from, Sith could only call Bruno over.
Pointing at the monitor, or more accurately, at the stunned rebels on the monitor, Sith spoke:
"I will order the warship to provide a round of covering fire later, you take five hundred..."
"Forget it, fifty. Take fifty men and eliminate all the high-ranking rebels."
Looking at the hundreds of thousands of fully armed soldiers below, and then hearing the 'fifty' from Sith's mouth.
Although he knew that these fifty were the Black Watch who had finished their assignments and returned to the team, Bruno still frowned slightly.
Then, under Sith's gaze, assuming that the other party thought there were too few people, Bruno said with some dissatisfaction:
"For this kind of small fry, is fifty too many?"
Sith was speechless, and Davi Luo behind him also suddenly put away his shock at the warship, his expression instantly turning grim.
Then, looking at Sith and Bruno, who were actually seriously discussing how many people to send, his eyes were left with only speechlessness.
Because Sith and Bruno were actually starting to treat these two thousand Mortals like Astartes!
Soon, while no one else was paying attention, the only barely functional macro-cannon on the side began to load, with the assault crew fumbling through the process.
Sith, finding their movements too slow, took a look around, then directly pointed to a few close-in defense secondary guns and said casually:
"Use the secondary guns for a round first."
The surrounding crew naturally would not question Sith's order, so in the gap while the macro-cannon was busy loading, just three secondary guns fired a barrage, leaving the rebels below stunned!
A cluster of small, crowded mushroom clouds suddenly erupted from where the rebels were gathered!
The sudden roar startled everyone on the ship, including Sith. Facing the dense clusters of small mushroom clouds on the monitor, Ana, who was busy working, angrily snatched the artillery control from Sith. Sith also looked at the hundreds of thousands of rebels who had been razed almost instantly, and awkwardly rubbed his nose.
Bruno also stared blankly at his feet, and after hesitating for a long time, he still asked:
"Then... should I still go down?"
Facing Ana's new task of checking the firepower, Sith quickly took the opportunity to divert her attention:
"Go! Why wouldn't you? Go down and help Ana check the actual strike effect."
Bruno nodded speechlessly; after all, with the rebels below reduced to this state, was there really any need for an inspection?
However, faced with Sith even wanting to go personally just to get away from the increasingly irritable Ana, Bruno had no choice but to follow. Then, dozens of Black Watch followed behind Sith, wearing jetpacks, and directly performed a physical atmospheric drop.
Afterwards, when Sith arrived at the ground, where there was not a shred of flesh, only a patch of scorched glass, he couldn't help but click his tongue at the terrifying firepower.
Then, a soft cry from Bruno drew Sith's attention.
Not knowing if it was the blessing of some Chaos God, at this moment, in a depression, the Middle-aged Military Officer, whose clothes had been burned into rags, was maintaining the religious posture of praying to the Chaos God, his face full of'solemnity' after the shock.
Then, looking at the curious gaze of Sith as he approached, and the exaggerated shell gradually emerging from the macro-cannon above Sith's head, which had not received a stop order.
The Middle-aged Military Officer looked at Sith, who wasn't satisfied with using secondary guns and actually wanted to use the macro-cannon. After his face twitched, he suddenly had a moment of great enlightenment.
Not knowing if he had been shocked silly, the Middle-aged Military Officer actually performed a grand religious salute directly to Sith, and spoke in a refined, literary tone:
"Thunderous macro-cannon above, today I know who I am."
"My Lord, under the enlightenment of your macro-cannon, I finally understand."
"So you are the savior I have been waiting for!"
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