Chapter 548 Run! Run forward! Don't look back!
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*Note that some battle casualties are directly described*
Even taking into account his experience of encountering enemy attacks since he was eight years old and losing his parents and siblings, the time that Lord Creed has experienced war in his life so far is only a short thirty years compared to the Space Marines. Two years, but this does not mean that his sense of tactics will be weaker than any mind enhanced by ancient genetic engineering and extraordinary technology.
After they obtained detailed calculations of the battle situation, possibilities and final conclusions from the devil, he began to try his best to personally ride on his special Valkyrie, flying to all the defense points that allowed him to fly over, and to communicate with anyone who needed to accept Individual or specially ordered officer interviews, And during the break, he delivered an impassioned speech to the soldiers on the front line through the only radio or other contact methods. There is no doubt that the defenders had already suffered a lot of casualties due to several days of fierce fighting and endless battles in sight. And the low morale was encouraged by him again.
He conveyed his promise to them in various ways that as a commander he would never leave them alone, and that Cadia would stand under their protection.
Even Robert Guilliman had privately exchanged opinions with Honso regarding Creed's natural talents. They both agreed that Ursaka E. Creed appeared in Cadia at this moment. And in a tragic coincidence, becoming the commander of this moment is undoubtedly more suitable than any other place and time.
"I have no doubt." Just before they left Clough Castle, Guilliman was drinking the hot water that Honso had brought for him in between calculations, while staring at the potion master who had just synthesized another tube of potion. He commented softly as he pumped it into his blood vessels through a small drug pump.
"If he had not been born in Cadia, and the empire had placed Creed in any place that was relatively rich or had opportunities, such as a world at the transit point of the frontier waterway, he would soon try to grow from a small group. It has become a force that is difficult to convince but cannot be ignored, just like I used to try to convince the rulers of planets who were unwilling to join us in the world of..."
The master pharmacist stared intently at the monitoring information on the original body on the medical goggles, and at the same time observed the injection with the naked eye. Everything seemed normal now.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to prepare the next tube of reagent - although this medicine did achieve the effect it was written in the power armor built-in diagnosis and treatment manual: "...So, according to my guess, this kind of reagent Although the medicine has no actual chemical and pharmacological significance to the body of the Thirteenth Primarch, if the occult concept of the Thirteenth Primarch is taken into consideration, then it is possible that this medicine will be used in the body of the Thirteenth Primarch. Produced after entering his body A certain neutralizing effect, the result of which, according to my speculation, will only bring benefits without much harm, because in order to interfere with gastrointestinal tract, liver and kidney functions, the receptor must first conform to the known ordinary human anatomy, as we all know , the Astartes already have additional detoxification organs such as a built-in stomach and pebble kidneys... and the internal organs of the Primarch do not completely follow common sense... But unfortunately, because it cannot be verified, this can only be a conjecture..."
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Okay, now he, Hong Suo, Hong Suo, who is riding a tiger, has completed this conjecture and proved that this potion is indeed useful on the "occult level", but can he then put this all together? What about the genetic father who the experimental results told him?
He raised his head thoughtfully, and then he was almost startled. Under the colorful light of the dancing wavy curved crown, which was mainly white gold and gold, the pair of amber eyes were covered with scriptures and magic circles. His face was staring at him faintly.
The Potion Master unknowingly broke into a sweat in the safety of his powered armor: Due to the recent steady supply of P neutralizing potions, the Thirteenth Primarch is becoming more and more powerful. Now, it is difficult for Honso to He said with great confidence that he would not be able to see through his mind.
Then the demon god that he felt he shouldn't touch spoke.
"Come on," Guilliman said. "We must begin the transfer process within three minutes."
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After arranging the defense lines on all sides of Elisian Stonehenge, Creed originally wanted to personally take charge of the southern defense line. Due to the movement of the general headquarters and main military forces northward, most of the commanders were surprised and pleased to find that the original surrounding area The enemies of Clough Castle also followed immediately, almost simultaneously, indicating that their target was indeed instructed to be changed to Stonehenge, so the defenders originally in that direction basically followed the previous defense distribution:
To the east are the Revan Knights guarded by Baroness Vardus, this time joined by the Taranis Knights of Baron Levan. Despite this, the Vulcan Legion with a large number of medium and heavy Chaos Titans is still a formidable enemy; < br>
To the north is the defensive direction of the Sisters of the Martyr Lady. They have just received five companies of fresh troops brought by the Living Saint from the Warp Trek. The two Sisters also have a large number of servant guards in their temples who are capable of fighting. ability, so their defense is actually quite stable in comparison;
The west side was originally the guarding direction of the Cadian Guards. Although the mortal soldiers had to face mostly armies of mortal fallen and cultists, they lacked heavy firepower and heavy vehicle support and were able to defend quite well. It was difficult, but after the four large ships of Phalanx, Enterprise, Stormwalker and Glory Paladin arrived and occupied the airspace from Clough Castle to the Elysian Plains, they defeated the Black Legion's fleet. After driving the Blackstone Fortress to another quadrant above the planet, many Astars wearing silver and black armor were airborne from the Enterprise in the form of Stormbird and Flame Raptor gunships flying into the atmosphere toward the Elesian Plains. The special monks not only fought with fierce strength, but also had gunboat firepower comparable to that of a fortress. These people also knew how to command and cooperate with mortals, and the defensive counterattack was suddenly reversed.
The southern part of Stonehenge was originally the most difficult position to defend—a flat plain with no cover and no natural bunkers. The enemy could easily use air strikes and bombings, and could easily land and gather in. However, because Mercurius finally even From the abundant military strength, a company of wounded, separated and straggler Astartes was scraped together and placed at Krafburg. The city wall is led by Lieutenant Ashar of the Raven Guard. As a supplementary force for the defenders, at least they don't have to worry about the enemy using the city wall to protect themselves. Moreover, there is now a powerful armored force here to help them defend. According to reports, these armors The Astartes in the army are also extremely good at plain fortifications. The trenches have begun to take shape rapidly and look extremely solid and reliable.
Therefore, after weighing the balance, Creed finally looked at Kyle, who hoped that he would refuse and lead the Cadians on the ground several times. Under a mysterious intuition, he agreed to the plan proposed by Mercurius and followed A. Start and the Mechanicus allied forces entered the underground tunnel network of the Blackstone Towers to hunt down and prevent the Black Legion invaders who were teleported first or the damage they would cause.
Mercurius had warned everyone before the pursuit began that this would most likely be a counterattack and beheading operation by the Great Predator and his elite troops before the end of the craziest, and they must be prepared for brutal and extremely chaotic tunnels. Be prepared to fight alone, because the team will be very long, and the enemy may be annihilated in sections. Anyone who is attacked must persist on the spot until reinforcements come from the front.
And now, as the end of the team, they encountered fierce attacks from many more enemies than they expected.
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"Damn it! Why are these tunnels built so high?! Otherwise, these traitors would have been stuck in the rocks if they had just teleported in, and we would have pushed their chins and blasted their heads into the sky!" But Cursing couldn't solve the problem after all. They quickly avoided the cracked rock wall on one side, and On the other side, there was sulfur smoke and cold blue witchcraft lightning roaring. Abaddon had brought enough Terminators and wizards or other things, and dispersed his men in advance, hiding a large number of teleportation beacons along the way in the cave. , this group of pursuers found themselves the prey of a cunning and vicious wolf.
Each teleportation of the Long War veterans of the Black Legion appeared in random directions and always resulted in massive casualties of the mortal armies, now fighting with Creed in this huge hall that seemed to be some kind of node. More than one member of the Eighth Regiment in the past twenty years Half the veterans have died from heavy bolters, flamethrowers, or other poor weapons, and they died so easily, with Astartes-level firepower pouring in, the projectiles and blades tearing and chewing the flesh and carapace of mortals. It's as simple as they are made of paper.
There is thick black smoke and the shining fire of various weapons everywhere. There is also the smell of blood and iron, and even worse, the smell of burning human bodies. They are all filled under the dome of the tall tunnel hall, which makes people want to Ugh, and just here, they encountered the biggest ambush. Now there is chaos here, and the two sides have already fought:
To the left of Creed and Kyle was a group of Skitarii and Chaos Dreadnoughts who were fighting fiercely with each other. The latter's claws were splitting an armored breaker into eight pieces, and the Mekhan Guards were still alive. The oil and nutrient fluid gushing out of the body splashed on the Chaos Dreadnought's cabin, and its negligible blood content angered it so much that it ignored the Arc Rifle of the Skitarii appearing from behind; About five hundred meters behind us, blue psychic lightning was shining next to a black stone tower. Storms, hail, flames, etc. took turns appearing in a small area - this was between the Chaos Wizard and the Astartes Think Tank. on their right were several monks from the Black Templar, shouting the name of the God Emperor, raising their weapons and launching a holy charge towards the Chaos Torturer who was shooting towards the entire hall.
Gunshots, explosions, miserable howls, and crazy laughter were heard endlessly. Various noises were mixed together and hit the cave wall to form a more blurry and loud echo, so that they saw the layers of swirling sounds swirling around each other. After a series of light spots flying out of the smoke as dense as a rainstorm, they realized belatedly that someone was walking towards them from the shadows at the other end of the hall and shooting at them.
——First there were two Kashezin guards who stood in front of them. These two elite soldiers of the Cadian army immediately raised their guns and tried to fight back, but failed to fire the bullets——Those flying storm bolter projectiles carried With such terrifying kinetic energy and mass, their entire torso from the chest to the pelvis was blown to pieces. , the fresh and strong loyal life instantly turned into a pile of minced meat on the ground; then came the chief communications officer beside them, her reaction was not unpleasant, she had already pulled out the heirloom inferno pistol in the holster, and When the guard fell, he fired a shot in that direction——
Then the bone fragments of the lower half of her skull, the communication rosary she always wore in her ears, and the burnt fragments of the equipment she guarded exploded due to the impact, and the bright red liquid covered in it made a tinkling sound like a burst of sand. It hit Kyle's carapace and Creed's coat.
Then came Kyle - Creed grabbed the flag sergeant who was about to raise his gun and pulled him towards him - then the shrapnel swept across one of Kyle's legs and then hit the rocky ground next to him. A series of dazzling sparks were fired, leaving a deep row of grooves.
"Kyle!" Creed shouted, while trying to lead him back - the Lord of the High Castle had put on the cumbersome necklace of refracting positions again under the nagging of the sergeant after the bombing. It was the pretty solid quality that saved them this time.
The blinding pain quickly faded from the consciousness of the flag officer due to the rush of adrenaline. He blinked, inserted the flag of the Eighth Regiment into the bullet hole in the ground, and held it up. At the same time, he used great strength to shake off Creed's hand.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh damn it, run!" The blood in his whole body was boiling, and the flag officer shouted, "Run! Ursaka! Run! Run forward! Don't look back! Just like you Like when I was a kid!”
"No! Kyle! I can't-"
But Garland Kyle had already recognized the figure he had seen in thousands of nightmares from behind the dim smoke and fire. He had seen it countless times in intelligence pictures and internal propaganda, and it was absolutely unacceptable. An unmistakable silhouette: a figure that exceeds that of an ordinary Space Marine, a ferocious ancient giant claw on his right hand, a unique and terrifying magic sword, and a towering topknot that flutters in front of a trophy rack with skulls and helmets.
"Run! Run! I'll stop him for you...!" The flag officer gritted his teeth and tried to overcome his body's panic when he saw the monster pushing aside the black smoke and walking on the embers of corpses. The most primitive fear surged from the bottom of his heart instantly: He smelled his pungent and cool scent, as if he was cast from subspace, and he saw the appearance of an apex predator. With quick and cruel movements, he saw countless filthy evil shadows surrounding the head of the big predator like ghosts. He saw the demon sword surpassing the two people's sharp blades, and the faces of the imprisoned souls appeared with howling faces. What shocked him the most was But what made him look up was that he saw Abaddon's human face, which was as arrogant as a marble statue and showed no trace of change, just as it had been thousands of years ago.
But he immediately clenched the hilt of the sword, pulled out the power sword from his waist, shouted angrily, and used the force of his reverse grip to hold up the flagpole, and thrust it towards the face with an angry look and an open mouth roaring at him!
"Ursaka, Cadia... the Cadian people cannot live without you! Remember that Cadia will stand!"
"All of us are united...! Jialan!...My brother...Thank you..." Creed's voice suddenly became extremely weak and sad, just like that day thirty-two years ago, when the members of the 8th Cadia Regiment It was the same as when Garland Kyle saw the lost orphan in the ruins after the war, but clutching a gun.
(End of chapter)