Chapter 194 The style of the Imperial Guard is to explode
Darkness, suffocating darkness with constant roaring explosions shook the interior of the hive city with strong vibrations beyond human habits. Time was running out, and the city had been invaded by aliens.
The Imperial Guard must take responsibility and deal with the Eldar aliens here who have learned the secrets of the Empire. Under the light of the temporary lumen, those precious information came to the Chimera in the trembling earth and the remains of the ruins.
Sergeant Catachan radioed into the distance. "We were attacked by aliens, it was the Eldar!" The alien corpses lying on the ground told Alan Bair of the suffering he had gone through here, and the Chimera was burned by the hot spear (the melted weapon of the Dark Eldar) There is a big hole, and at the same time there is a ferocious-looking Skadi veteran lying on the ground, his soul returned to the throne.
In the firing hole of the vehicle crew, the Letling kid was vigilant with his carbine raised, while the blood flowing from the aliens penetrated by heat rays and explosive bombs glowed frighteningly dark in the night vision goggles.
"Damn it, these aliens have ruined this place, Your Majesty the Emperor..." The ensign had to insult those filthy things. He used to enjoy walking on the streets here, but now there is nothing left. The only thing left is probably There was only madness and killing. He saluted his dead comrades, but Alan Bayer focused all his energy on the intelligence personnel who had worked so hard to rescue them.
Without their survival, the dead Imperial Guard veterans would have become worthless, and all they could have been taken away was their carapace, firearms, and dog tags.
Now in this city, the losses caused by the aliens have caused people pain and fear. Now they are licking and biting the flesh and blood of the empire, treating people as their dinner and tasting them carefully.
Although it was not a beautiful place in the past, it was still a place to live. Tired adventurers drank wine and people worked tirelessly. But the war destroyed everything. Now it is a hell flowing with blood and darkness. In addition to this, Nothing else.
"Go back, the mission is completed, and the aliens' current target will also become us, because the most important thing is in our hands, and now our goal is to survive." Alan Bayer emphasized the situation, although most people did not understand What happened, but survived, is all too familiar to the people of Skadi.
Get in the car, be vigilant, hold weapons, gray space, buzzing engines, narrow roads and enemies that may appear at any time. The aliens are not easy to deal with, especially when they see the treasure escorted by the Imperial Guard, its huge value is enough The red pirates gave them many priceless things, and even getting an Ark of Evil Omen was not a dream.
In this dark universe, the value of timely information is even more valuable than when humans were still on Terra. Under the interference of those turbid subspaces, every word and every valuable word determines the fate of countless humans. .
The car body squeezes through the thick waste cement and construction waste, and the space is as quiet as death, death, death, silence, no matter it is a forest or a city, as long as the law of the jungle is respected here, as Lieutenant Colonel Catachan said That way.
The quieter this world becomes, the more dangerous it becomes...
Whoosh, sudden, extremely fast, like bloody wind blowing across the cheek, the accurate shooting makes people have to think that it is a shot fired by a space warrior, like sharp feathers embedded in the driving seam of the armored vehicle body, penetrating through the thick The bulletproof alloy glass passed in front of Alan Bayer.
Driving is a life-threatening job, especially when your enemies are a group of tall and deadly space elves. Their ancestral, magical arrows have turned into deadly high-tech armor-piercing rifles loaded with toxins that are accelerated to supersonic speeds by electromagnetism. That's probably No one can survive the killers from Comoros.
Attacks in the void are still ongoing. The Messenger-class Tau destroyer is a large electromagnetic gun that constantly bombards the steel gate of the empire. The explosions and vibrations caused make it difficult to drive the Chimera. Now Alan Bair has to deal with those crazy spirits. clan.
The second lieutenant in the co-pilot was curious and planned to touch the green crystal inserted into the adamantine body behind the cockpit with his fingers. Alan Bayer cursed. "Don't move, there are neurotoxins!"
Although it would only be fatal if the wound was opened and it entered the blood, he could not let anyone take the risk of touching this thing. As long as there were a few wounds and the toxins entered the human body, the unlucky guy would twitch to death in pain, and even if The goal of this thing is to kill the enemy, but it also has to torture the living body for a long time.
The perverted thugs of the Eldar tribe continued their evil deeds in this universe. The ensign immediately put away his dirty claws and continued to move forward. The Imperial Guard could not fight back. Those things were well hidden. There were only weird shots coming from all directions, and the Imperial Guard The soldiers could not stick their heads out, and if they were stabbed, they would be in despair.
The car body moved forward, the engine roared, and the journey was not far away. They were alert to the rubble, garbage and ruins. The mentally tiring days were finally over.
But the Eldar would not let go of this good opportunity. When turning at the next intersection, something looming appeared in the sky with abnormal fluctuations, and Alan Bair immediately pressed the accelerator harder.
The Chimera roared, its engine revved, and roared forward, but no matter how fast it went, it was difficult to get rid of the uninvited guest from the sky.
"There is an enemy!" Because he knew very well that it was the light of the melta weapon, the Eldar Heat Lances, weapons used by the Reapers and Scourge. This weapon can be regarded as a major technological breakthrough in Comoros. It not only has the scorching power of melt weapons, but also has the ultra-high accuracy of laser weapons.
Like most melta weapons, the Heat Spear has a short range but is extremely destructive and deadly at the same time, with extremely fast charging speed and a well-prepared shot, a beautiful strike consisting of their favorite concealment tricks and deadly ambushes. conspiracy.
"Damn it, can't hide!" The Chimera is already fully loaded, not to mention this weapon is so accurate, the light and hissing sound become clearer and clearer, and those damn aliens also reveal their own form, a natural disaster, and also the Dark Eldar in the air Assault force.
Its members are generally children from wealthy families and are extremely courageous. They are a group of dark elves transformed by the Haemonculi.
Their bones were hollowed out and real wings transplanted with matching muscle groups and extra adrenal glands, so they could actually fly!
Those blasphemous alien angels were high in the sky, with evil laughter and nightmares lingering at the same time. At the critical moment, Skadi's veterans leaned out of the places damaged by the Eldar's shooting, and shot at the enemy without cover.
This is crazy. Mortals are no match for those almost immortal cosmic aliens. Their tall bodies and precise shots are deadly enough, and the angels with these demon wings are indeed terrifying. They laugh evilly, wail, and dodge the sharp arrows in their hands. The spear is like a dark gothic spear that is charged with power.
"Shoot!" A low roar in Gothic, human anger and ambition gathered in the detonating gun of the heat ray, bang bang bang, whoosh whoosh, light spears and beams exchanged, those arrogant angels fell to the ground, their wings Collapsed, his body was charred and brown, and he was run over by a Chimera armored vehicle. His armor turned into pieces, and his body shed blood, apologizing with his life to the countless humans they had harmed.
During the exchange of shots, two of the veterans also had projectiles from poisoned crystal guns on their bodies. Those weapons that were electromagnetically heated by aliens had the heat of plasma. In other words...
They melt carapace as easily as butter. The thick ceramite armor of the Space Marines can withstand those shots, but the Imperial Guard... The Empire still cannot provide enough defense for those brave mortals.
Alan Bair continued to drive. The Master Chief and the Letlings eagerly checked their brother's wounds, but the screams continued. The war they had experienced was enough to drive the kindest people crazy and make the loyalists confused, but they did not cry at all. , now it makes this sad sound.
Those neurotoxins make Skadi's tough guys want to cry. They are hopeless, but no one will lend a helping hand to them. At least their vital signs are still active now.
Who can shoot at their suffering comrades? That feeling will linger around them for a long time, but listening to the wailing and letting them die is enough to turn their souls into fragments. This is also what those Eldar are greedy for. They are hopeless. medicine, but either shooting at a companion or ignoring it is enough to cause pain to the victim and his companion.
Those chaotic aliens were laughing evilly in the dark, but this hesitation came not long after the tavern owner sang the emperor's hymns, used those battlefield prayers to comfort his unknown comrades, and then stretched out his arms, bang bang bang, bang Bang bang, end the lives of those poor people, they go peacefully, loyally, without fear or madness in front of them.
As an intelligence agent of the empire, he was absolutely ruthless and crazy, and at the same time he was good at being a good person, but his actions made the Master Chief angry. The Chief's thick arms held down this brave man, and he asked why he treated his comrades in this way. , but there was no hesitation on the boss’s face.
"He's hopeless, you know it." He pushed away the Catachan's arm, here his own collar, as if killing two Imperial heroes would be like crushing ants, and the Catachan Master Chief would let go. Also because he really knows that there is nothing wrong with this behavior...
Deadly silence and uneasiness, contradictions and madness echoed in this small train crew. Even though the Eldar's plan did not succeed, contradictions still arose. Alan Bair knew it very well, but he did not point it out, and he did not point out the situation just now. Easy to handle.
He is also a soldier, and he is even grateful for what the tavern owner did. When the Chimera stopped, the recycling depot had turned into the harshest stronghold of the Imperial Guard. Those soldiers guarded the place, and the labor force continued to build bunkers and transport materials. Aylan Bayer stopped those things.
"Now that the war has begun, and this area has been invaded by aliens, we need a new plan to change the situation, change the status quo, and make those aliens pay with their blood."
The Master Chief couldn't help but ask. "Then what should we do? The construction groups and alien technology in this place are too troublesome, and we have fallen into passivity. Although the frontal combat of the aliens is not as good as ours, guerrilla warfare and blockade warfare are enough to kill us here."
"Their weapons can easily penetrate armor, and the thick buildings here can hinder Lemanus' advance. The place is also too narrow to activate the Baneblade tanks."
Alan Bayer looked at the officers here. In this narrow and crazy place, he had to express his daring idea. This was a direct and twisted plan, but it could save this asteroid world.
"I will apply to General Marcato for enough nuclear bombs. The warships cannot bomb here directly, so I will install those things in the central area of the city, that is, here, according to the scheduled time."
"We only need a successful equipment transport, 12 Chimeras and enough firepower, heavy weapons teams and brave soldiers. One nuclear bomb is enough to clear the buildings here, and the heat will move through the narrow hive city like the Emperor's wrath. , burn everything here.”
"Even if there are remaining Eldar, in the open gap with only carbonization, buildings and crystals on the ground, they will not be able to successfully hide themselves and force them to retreat."
The soldiers looked in disbelief, because this plan meant that the lives of many survivors in the city and captured Imperial citizens by the Eldar had become worthless.
The second lieutenant swallowed, sweat dripping from his forehead. Although he was usually carefree, he was the most humane soldier here. This plan was already on the edge of his mind. If it went too far, the survivors here would be more obvious. At some point, he couldn't bear such a plan.
Although the Letling boy has just joined, he has seen the madness of heretics, and Sergeant Catachan hates aliens deeply. The staff will not hesitate. If a nuclear bomb and hundreds of thousands of lives can be exchanged for the advantage of the war zone, he can Detonate that thing three or four times.
Alan Bayer saw the second lieutenant's hesitation, and he held the young man's shoulders. He has always been the youngest and the cutest with the least experience in the team. He was not suitable for the battlefield, but fate brought him here, and he suffered every time. and struggle, he is not so adapted to those destructive battles and intense struggles, but he is still important.
"Don't be afraid, this is for the safety of more people, and for the emperor...remember those words, I have crossed the netherworld with my heart and soul, and you swore to the emperor."
The ensign nodded, heavily. With the consent of all Skadi, Alan Bayer dialed the phone to destroy the star. With Marcato's quick agreement, one of the stars in the naval headquarters was used for the extermination order. The nuclear bomb was taken out by a heavy truck.
Skadi's current goal is to clean up the streets, maintain roads, ensure safety and the passage of trucks, and at the same time transport intelligence officers to safe areas, and the Dark Eldar conspiracy will obviously not sit still and wait for death...
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Bloody storms and wars are about to break out, darkness and light, win or die...
At the end of this dark fortieth millennium... unfolding in narrow tubes and tiny cities, playing the symphony of death with adamantine and beams of light, once again. (End of chapter)