Chapter 151 Your gods love blood, so give him blood in return
Back to about half an hour ago, in the last fortress of the city, bombs streaked across the sky at low altitudes, the sound of cracking the air and the adamantine fortress of the Mechanicus were punched with obvious holes. The two bursts of human weapons had the characteristics of The destructive power is enough to break a loyal mortal into two pieces, even if the shooting port designed by the Mechanicum for the castle is only the size of a gun barrel and an eye.
The Space Marine's precision is beyond the ability of man to think, accurate and deadly. When the loyal soldier's weapon and his arm are blown off by a blast, he collapses to the ground. The loyal soldier is still not dead. He lifts his comrade. , there is no hand holding the gun, white bones and broken muscles, the collapsed laser gun is like his fate, there is no possibility of fighting anymore.
He didn't shout, didn't scream, he just looked at his crippled arm that was burned by the heat of the bolt and considered how he could dedicate himself to the Emperor next.
The medical team brought artificial skin and hemostatic agent. He said nothing but said when the military doctor took out the analgesic agent. "Don't give this to me. I can't hold the gun. Give it to someone else." Although he must be in pain, as long as he lives, everything else doesn't matter.
If an analgesic can continue the war and kill one more traitor, then it is better than his pain. In this crazy arena, no matter what it is, noble or base, powerful or ordinary, it is a trapped beast. .
But no amount of dedication by a soldier can change the decadence of the war. The radio was shut down for unknown reasons, and the Imperial Guards in the huge fortress could only fight alone. If the Skadi people had not experienced similar situations for a long time, they would have probably already Retreat out of fear.
The void shield has stopped, the servitors and the priests of the Mechanicus have also gone into shutdown, the guardianship power has declined massively, only the basic power weapons can still operate, and the complex equipment involving the strong machine soul has all fallen into an eerie silence.
He can also understand that Phlaxia will not abandon their war engines. They must stand by and wait for the machine soul to recover. Although their infantry combat effectiveness will not be too bad, in that case, the machine that represents the honor of the empire will be left unattended. .
And if the machine soul can be activated, the situation on the battlefield will change instantly. A Lemanus can also bring a lot of hope and let the traitors taste the pain.
The ensign could only wait. The Knight Titan in the mechanical fortress could not be activated. The strange electromagnetic interference made the machine spirits completely lose their vitality, as if they were dead.
When the Man of Steel failed to move, the Imperial Guard could only use blood and flesh to drive victory. They held weapons like walls, using fire and projectiles, lives and sacrifices in exchange for the traitors' footsteps being slightly slower.
The flame of life burns blazingly on the dark fortress, and the power formed in each of its shooting holes is extremely strong, but the traitors are well-organized, the assault team, the tactical team, the Chaos Destroyers, and the blast bombs can be connected The bunker explodes mortals together, and the heavy plasma gun can melt walls made of adamantium.
Loyalists are dying all the time, but traitors are stumbling here, constantly moving forward, and Merovingian's powerful spiritual energy is also spreading, but Veengar is not happy. Merovingian could not cover the Imperial armor several kilometers away. troops, but it is using all of its psychic powers to drive those forces.
One day, if they cannot take this place, they must give up, otherwise Merovingian, who has used up his psychic powers, will be exposed to the artillery fire of geladas and basilisks.
It was also because of the existence of Merovingian that Veengar chose to completely abandon the vehicle. At present, it seems that his choice is not wrong, even very accurate. The Red Pirates do not lack heavy armor, they just need to break through, break through the siege, and take away In this world, armor would become a burden.
His rough voice carried anger through the communicator. Merovingian deliberately retained the traitor's communications and power armor, which was also its most terrifying aspect.
At this moment, the timepiece has matured, and the distance between the troops is gradually getting closer, reaching the distance that the jump pack can touch. The supermen are ready to go, and they cover each other. At this moment, the sharpest blade of the Space Marines is about to cut through the sky, bringing death and despair. .
"Assault team, invade! Death falls from the sky!"
"Death falls from the sky!"
Whoosh, sizzle, flames burn, jetpacks soar into the sky, nightmare angels streak through the sky, emerge from the trenches, from hell, from the traitors, those crazy and terrible forces emerge with bolt pistols and chainswords, their representatives The killings and madness are like a curse.
If you were to ask a mortal in the Empire what best represents the Brother Astartes, then he would definitely answer: the assault team, the angels coming from the airdrop pod, the might of the Emperor, but at this moment those things appeared in front of him, bringing despair and madness. It is even more difficult to erase.
God-Emperor, there seems to be no good in this world!
When the angels who once guarded the empire drew their swords on mortals, the soldiers of the 12th Infantry Regiment of Gray Engar fell into chaos, but the Skadi people remained firm.
"Shoot, shoot!" Melt, plasma, laser, even if it was difficult for the angels moving at high speed to hit, Skadi's firearms still did not stop, shooting, killing, and going crazy.
If one person can't shoot, then two people, if two people can't, then three, if three can't, then the entire regiment. The strong firepower network even makes the flying pack force have to choose to land in a position where the flanks are weak but difficult to log in, and Their honorary power armor was also cracked by the heat ray attack. Even the strongest shoulder armor had small cracks, and some were even injured.
The strong will to fight allowed the Skadi people to once again achieve greatness that can be praised in the empire. If they can survive, this matter can even be praised by his family era, of course, provided that he survives.
Dozens of flying wings landed on the dark side of the castle like doves. They carried murderous intent and anger, like crazy messengers. The bright red armor and traces of the eight-pointed star represented the gods' love for them.
Their evil grilles emitted harsh electric sounds, carrying almost inhuman shouts. Even mortals who came close would feel as if they had been bombed, with their eardrums ruptured and blood flowing from their eyes.
"Death is coming from the sky! Donate blood to the blood god!"
The company staff shouted now. "Fire, fire!" In this pitiful and narrow place, which is the outer wall of the castle, mortals have no room for detours. They can only face those supermen head-on.
Bolt bombs, chainswords, and crazy things were wreaking havoc inside the Imperial Guard. They strode as if the loyalists were worthless and could just kick aside the stones on the roadside, and their target was the heavy weight parked on the edge. The bomb squad, or the Skadi Elite Company, which is a strong threat to the Space Marines.
A fortress full of Imperial Guardsmen is a troublesome invasion target even for the aliens in the galaxy, but for the Space Marines, it is just a daily training, and even the intensity of their superhuman sparring far exceeds that of ordinary people. .
Lasers cannot destroy their armor, but the Space Marines' powerful visual systems and modified reflexes can find Imperial Guardsmen armed with melta or heat rays.
At this moment, the sergeant in the assault force wearing the crown of the Khorne Warrior instantly killed a Skadi soldier wearing a complete carapace. The existence of the monomolecular blade and the roar of the chain sword were to destroy such individual armor. The invincible carapace could even withstand the sudden close-range shots of the orcs, but it was torn apart like tofu by the chain sword, and blood and flesh were scattered like raindrops, wet on the Space Marine's armor.
"Blood is sacrificed to the blood god, and the head is sacrificed to the skull throne." With extremely quick reaction time, he grabbed the conscious upper body of the Skadi soldier, raised half of it, and swung it like a weapon, hitting the mortal body. It takes a moment to knock a soldier unconscious.
The shooting lasers basically hit the remaining half of the Skadi soldier's carapace. That thing used the loyalist's body as a shield and weapon, rushing forward, more intimidating than efficient. and fear, this kind of battle suits his heart.
Furious laughter, the gift of the gods, flowed and swayed in his heart. He joined the Black Heart King's army because he longed for such a thing, but his joy of killing was suddenly interrupted, and his shoulder armor suddenly shattered, And he has experienced countless battles and tasted this weapon.
He wiped the mark on his shoulder. "Pulse rifle?" He was confused. This should be a titanium alien thing, but...
He looked at the shooting position. He was a young man with good eyesight but a little immature. He was holding a modified Tau weapon and looked at him almost with hatred. This sergeant had killed many people. The Imperial Guard also knows their rank system.
"Second Lieutenant?" He said slightly frivolously, but the mortal actually fired again, bringing humiliation in front of him, a demigod. The sergeant raised the Skadi soldier in his hand and let the pulse rifle beat him to pieces. Then he said with interest.
"Brothers, don't do anything, circle this place, I want to have fun with this kid."
He threw away the firearm in his hand, took off his jump pack, and using only the chainsword, shouted to the ensign with a voice amplified by the grating. "According to the honor of my former legion, I apply to you for a duel. Should you come down and fight me, or should we start playing hide and seek? Mortals?"
He did this simply because such a joyful duel was most suitable for Khorne's liking. In addition to killing, the Destroyer also loved bravery and dueling. Those messy things made up his complicated mood, but this Khorne champion knew very well. How to get the favor of your own god, that is killing and dueling.
The second lieutenant had no reason not to accept it. He knew very well that even if he did not accept it, this terrifying demigod could kill all his brothers with his bare hands. If he could use rituals and honor to delay this monster, then the chance of victory in the battle would be greater. big.
"I promise you, traitor, but I will not lay down my arms."
the sergeant replied. "It's more interesting this way." Just like a cat will not kill a mouse, but will only enjoy its struggle. Compared with mortals who are completely unable to resist, he prefers those who have the desire to resist.
The second lieutenant walked out of the bunker. The Imperial Guards could only watch their commander go to die, but they could not stop them. In front of the Killing Angels, they could only hold their guns and watch in fear the jokes and teasing of the demigods created by the empire. them.
"Blood, I smell your blood, the blood that beats in your heart, the blood that is loyal to the false Emperor Corpse Emperor." The sergeant wiped the solidified things on the chain sword, and then commented on the loyalist's determination, which made him even more excited. Offering those loyal souls to Khorne will reward him even more.
This is why he took a fancy to the second lieutenant. People with strong wills are fun to play.
The second lieutenant felt that his heart had never beat so fast in his life. The huge giant was pressing in front of him like a god, and the invincible weapons in his hands were like toy guns. Fear and hesitation grew, but he was very Get out of that feeling.
The tension turned into crazy adrenaline secretion, driving his ordinary body and the desire to survive with all his abilities. Fear was useless, and survival only required blood.
"Speak to...to your gods...speak..." The lieutenant slurred because of the overlapping of excitement and depression. His arms were shaking. No, his whole body was shaking. He couldn't stop it because he could feel it. To the weirdness and power of demigods in heretics.
But the second half of his sentence was articulate enough that even the stupidest Ogryn could understand it. "You want blood, I'll give it to you!"
The hot wind of battle swirled high in the castle. It was hard to imagine that such a large-scale interstellar war would pin its victory and fate on such a duel, but people couldn't help but pay attention, and Weingar did not stop it.
The Chaos Gods were watching in the void, the demigod brothers were waiting beside them, and the mortals were crawling underground. They all fell silent. When the huge pendulum of the Mechanicus swayed and made a sound, the demigods stood up.
Fast, extremely fast, extremely crazy. The ensign was a hundred meters away from him, but the ensign felt that he was in front of him almost instantly. His heartbeat was so fast that he almost went into shock, but his head was extremely clear. If he wanted to survive, he would just Must shoot.
Grasp everything, that's the only way to strengthen your faith, sing the praises of victory, and look forward to...and more!
shot!
Bang!
The demigod lowered his body in an instant, and the strong attack hit his shoulder armor, causing the ceramite to shatter, and he rushed towards him like a tank.
Bang!
Feeling the smell of blood on the armor, the second lieutenant felt for the first time that the smell of the organs was not unpleasant, and even slightly sweet, as long as it was fresh enough, and the red fragments he had just spit out were probably absolutely fresh.
The pain was not as intense as he imagined, and the feeling was not very clear. Adrenaline made him numb. He raised his gun and hit the traitor's armor again and again, but the sergeant didn't care, even though the skin under his armor had ulcerated. , the plasma destroyed his muscles, but he still didn't care.
Because Khorne doesn't care who bleeds, he just wants blood.
The sergeant didn't even use his chainsword. He was going to press this mortal man against the wall and smash him into pieces to bask in his honor.
One hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty... When the second lieutenant and Qiang Qiang were about to have a life-threatening date, he realized that he was going to die, that he was finished, and that his life was obviously not going to last long.
It's funny to say that he told the lieutenant colonel before that he was born in the hive city and had nothing to fear, but when this thing really came, he almost cried.
"Ah...ah!" He lost his ability to speak. At the last moment of his life, he wanted to say something last, but it was useless.
The Chaos traitor laughed wildly. He felt the fear of the mortal in front of him, which made him happy and happy. Although this mortal did well, that thing became his badge and hung high on his chest.
"I thank you for the wounds you left. Your spear penetrated my flesh and blood, making me more successful in pleasing you. Mortal, go and see the Great Master of Destruction!"
"Ha!" He spread out his body, wanting to enjoy the blood, but suddenly felt that his body was pulled by some force, a force that he could not break free even with his abilities.
"Huh?!"
At this moment, many parachutes were opened in the sky. The transport planes could not approach here. The Skadi veterans could only choose this behavior to land. Alan Bair took this relic pistol and shot the traitor in the back. Gravity pulled the demigod and saved him. This kid died, and he had to admit that he had the ensign to thank for it.
He stalls well, but is it a little too crazy to take on a Space Marine in a one-on-one fight?
Why am I writing more and more elaborately now, and I even started to write flashbacks
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