Chapter 241 Two wolves fight, the evil tiger retreats

Chapter 241 Two wolves fight, the evil tiger retreats

The Inquisitor's personal servo skull flashed a dazzling red light and spat out those warnings. Hagrid was as angry as a lion. Until he just issued the order, he never thought that his brothers would betray his will.

The luxurious fireplace in his private room decorated with many wavy patterns crackled, flickering on and off as if disturbed by the heart of its master that was constantly being touched. The mortal servants who served the giant felt that the temperature had inexplicably dropped a lot.

Anger, quite an anger, appeared on the giant, and the sharp Terminator power claws burst out, cutting through the air unexpectedly, turning the chattering servo skull directly into a blue spark in the air.

The few imperial creations except the rosette in the hands of the Grand Inquisitor also disappeared at this moment, and the air became quiet. Only Hagrid, with a gloomy face, moved towards the armory, because he knew very well that those battle brothers could only obtain weapons by going to the armory. supplies.

When the giant body stepped into a place full of weapons and ammunition, as well as several Lemanus, those mortal servants were learning how to use their methods of driving Land Raiders on the engines of the Imperial Guard. The Space Marines were not tired of it. When sharing their spoils, this "uninvited guest" comes here.

When the first Space Marine realized that an inevitable punishment would fall on his body, there was no regret in his eyes. This was not for his own selfish desires. On the contrary, this robbery even provoked the unity among the brothers.

But when Hagrid's thick hands fell on the armor that seemed much thinner than the Terminator, fear was still a lingering haze.

But before blame or punishment comes, before the Space Marines become timid, Hagrid said. "Well done, well done to you, reorganize now, let's snatch down the tower and the wall! And that arrogant judge and the unsmiling old skeleton!"

Unexpectedly, what awaited them was not resolute anger or punishment, but accusations against the Mechanicus and the Inquisitors. Hagrid also shouldered a lot of pressure and conflicts. As a Space Marine, he instinctively knew that he could use force to solve those problems. It's annoying, but it can't be implemented because of its high position and authority.

So now he had the motivation and ability to fight. He didn't blame his brothers, he was just angry that those who were once protected by him now behaved like evil women.

"Brothers, war is not like this. We are fighting each other internally, but I have to evaluate that for most of the time I served, things were not like this."

"We are divided into two parts. Companies 1-3 are responsible for conquering the enemy's command center and attacking the center of the core area of ​​the castle, where the Grand Inquisitor and the Great Sage of the Mechanicus live in the chapel. Those of Company 4 and above who are still alive will all go to the wall and attack the walls. The Imperial Guard declares war!”

Hagrid shouted loudly, without using a grid device. His voice was powerful without any electromagnetic sound. This was very inspiring to humanity, even for Space Marines.

Although he didn't know whether it was reasonable to deal with two forces at once, he had innate arrogance. When the Terminator veteran company of the first company moved forward, as the chapter leader, he also began to prepare for the attack.

Those Chaos traitors now look at their commanders as loyally and silently as believers listening to priests worship. They are looking forward to change, not what they are now.

It can be said that today's situation is caused by Chaos and the Empire's preference for resources for Space Marines and the complex emotions such as jealousy, fear, worship, etc. that are filled from time to time in the hearts of mortal soldiers.

In the traitor camp where there is no Codex Astartes and the number of Chaos Space Marines is greater than that of the Empire, and those warriors have character problems, this situation becomes more and more serious. They already have such conflicts, and even the Black Heart King used to split the Space Marines and other factions. Relationships are a means to stabilize one's rule.

There are advantages and disadvantages. The conflicts and problems that broke out in the special situation at this moment have finally brought this matter to the forefront. However, the Black Heart King will not stop eating because of choking. Special situations are not all situations. It is conceivable that this will happen in the next thousands of years. The situation will only get worse.

Conflicts do not arise in a day. Gunpowder is burning, the fuses are constantly crackling, and the slightest smell of gunpowder has climbed to the noses of the Mechanicus and the traitorous mortal legions. Don't they know?

When the Great Sage and the Inquisitor were drinking and chatting in the chapel in the center of the castle, those people had never taken the Imperial Guard seriously. In contrast, in their eyes, the castle was indestructible and terrifyingly strong. Even if the enemy entered, they could not. Take it.

That kind of arrogance is not stupid. They have that kind of confident trump card. Since the elite internal defense forces are stationed here, small tunnel attacks are the most secure thing for them, and therefore they conclude that the enemy will give up the internal siege and choose to attack the castle from the outside. wall.

But the Imperial Guard's answer was to stand still. The Inquisitor shook the wine glass in his hand, and the bright red liquid kept swaying. He admitted that the Imperial Guard commander was very smart, but he did not think that the Space Marines could cause a lot of damage.

But the sixth sense brought about by his years of dealing with demons as an inquisitor made this former elite of the empire frown. That subconscious feeling that was even against himself and the sixth sense of the data panel were the secret to this inquisitor's survival. Especially when he was caught by the Black Heart King, he sensitively chose to betray.

"Remember the defense troops you gave me, the troops focused on defending the interior of the castle, about 20,000 soldiers." The Great Sage interrupted his thoughts and explained.

"Roads can be blocked inside the castle, leaving only a long corridor that is too long for mortals to conquer. It is several miles long and huge in scale. The special mechanism inside the castle can turn all the curves that usually facilitate traffic into walls."

"And the flintlocks prepared by the elite can penetrate their armor. There is no need to worry. The modified ceramite jump shield can also withstand the power of explosive bombs. The Space Marines will definitely not be able to break through the internal defenses and reach the outer wall where they can confront the Imperial Guard. , and can’t really get anything more.”

The great sage's emotionless evaluation, and his predictions and thinking were so accurate that they convinced the inquisitor, who had been acting according to his own thoughts and sixth sense, and missed the final opportunity for peace talks.

The splendid place of nobility, the countless luxuries transformed in the chapel, with a sad contempt for the Space Marine warriors and covered their eyes.

There is no shortage of people in this world who have discovered problems, but no one will ever solve them. As long as no one makes a voice, then the problem does not exist. It’s not that they don’t know, they just don’t believe it.

Many things should be covered up before they happen. The accompanying responsibilities and rights are not important to them. Thinking has become a burden, and the side effects of that stupidity have also arrived. The narrow and small castle Inside, there were dingy black walls, poor cover, and shields that were not even as good as normal.

Any elite troops are all nonsense. There are only a group of stupid fanatic believers who are high on drugs, holding weapons and shouting the so-called declaration of victory to the demigods.

But even if there are so-called elite troops, the Space Marines' gang-hopping skills are still the strongest in the empire. What mortal troops can cross such a trench?

Those trembling mental patients used medicine to resist hunger and weakness, and held high the so-called logging guns that could break through the armor of Space Marines. Their condition was extremely bad, and the only thing more evil than them was probably the Skadi slaves.

But if you look closely, you will see that they all have strange nails on their temples, attached to their heads like stamps, with the small and dirty symbol of the Black Mechanicus standing among them.

They were on high alert and tense. There were about 6,000 permanent troops on this main road, almost filling the long stretch of road, filling it with flesh and blood and crude junk weapons, delaying, attracting firepower and completing the insignificant task. He sacrificed himself wholeheartedly, and completed prayers to the gods of chaos again and again with the help of drugs and his own hallucinations.

Apart from the lack of fear of death caused by hallucinogens, they have no merit at all, and the words of the great sage are like things that confuse people's hearts and have no practical meaning in the first place.

And how could a Mechanicus magus be stupid, or did he think that the human wave tactics he designed could exhaust Space Marines to death? This idea was not only incomprehensible to most Space Marines, but even to Hagrid himself.

After auspicious indications of the situation and reconnaissance by unenlisted recruits, this absurd situation was presented to the Space Marines like the funniest joke in the universe.

"How can those stinky fish and rotten shrimps resist us, sir, charge barrage." A Terminator veteran of the 1st company said these words with his grid device, which was also the inner thoughts of most of the supermen of the 1st to 3rd companies.

Hagrid was still a little hesitant, but when he confirmed the deathly silence of Bird Buyer again, his idea was completely certain. "Attack the handle!"

"The first company breaks through frontally, the second company, and the third company suppress the fire, bypass the enemy's core fire area, rely on the strong defense of the Terminator armor, use Kraken bombs with strong armor-piercing capabilities to attack the enemy, and try to break through this area as quickly as possible .”

The Sun Lord believes that orderliness is the highest evaluation to describe the legion. Discipline is the most direct expression of obedience, will, and the combat effectiveness of the group, and the Space Marines are the best among them. When those Chaos veterans move forward like clones, the Storm The bolters suppressed the fire together and tore apart the flesh. The sense of threat made people feel that they were facing a wall that could be shot.

The powerful firepower tears apart most of the defenses visible to the naked eye, and the flanking troops attack some of the cultists who are still mobile to prevent them from self-destructing or exchanging one for another. This is also the most realistic portrayal of most mortal troops facing Space Marines, like adults. Facing an army of children.

When special operations forces with real guns deal with slingshots or firecrackers made by children, there is a gap in physical strength and quality of weapons. Although some children can make up for it with high-intensity mobility, better equipment, fighting will, and combat experience. It's an almost fatal gap, but those guys who are currently running away in embarrassment can't do it.

The Inquisitor in the chapel quickly received countless requests to retreat, and the liaison officer ran again and again, so much so that the Inquisitor directly asked the guy not to bother him. It didn't matter how many people died, he only reported the speed of the Space Marines' advance. .

To be honest, he already regretted it a little at this moment, but the Great Sage was still calm. He couldn't understand why the Great Sage could regard the information about the soldiers' retreat as nothing, but whether it was the Mechanical Sage or the Inquisitor, they They are not actually commanders. To be precise, they are just high-ranking nobles.

The Inquisitor spoke with his mind restless. "Why are you so calm? They are advancing. At this speed, they will be able to break through our defenses in one afternoon."

The sage just used his own small internal auspicious instrument to feel the battlefield, what was this terrifying mechanical giant waiting for, and said it in emotionless words. "The elite you gave me are about to be activated."

"What elites are you defending now?!" The Inquisitor suddenly realized something was wrong, and after a long and confusing buzzer, when the Space Marines killed more than half of the defense troops, the terrifyingly long corridor emerged. In the small corridors, it seems that the deaths of three thousand people have become the activation button of something.

"What, from the blockade mode when encountering the enemy?" Hagrid was in disbelief. Revealing those things at this moment was equivalent to allowing the Space Marines to seize the opportunity. Guerrilla warfare and group combat were their special skills. As long as they entered the fork in the road, they would Can get absolute initiative.

"Those stupid guys are really looking for death!" A soldier from the Third Company stepped forward. The red giant was tolerant because the previous shots from those stupid things couldn't even scratch his armor, making him full of stupid self-confidence. .

But when a flash of green light emitted from the darkness of the tunnel, a banging sound appeared, and after thunder and radiation smoke, shots from depleted uranium flintlock guns penetrated the bodies of the war brothers, while several mechanical combat servitors wearing Imperial Guard uniforms slowly The ground held a giant gun and moved forward.

"What is this?!" Hagrid said in surprise. Could it be that all the monsters collected on Skadi were cast into monsters like this?

The giant caterpillar tracks and thick industrial-grade arms, plus the veteran's head as wet parts, made it an unbelievable monster. Even Hagrid, who had experienced a lot, found it terrifying.

Those soldiers' brains were not lobotomized, their heads were shaved, pipes were inserted, and their limbs were severed. Their bodies were surrounded by adamantium. The Grid Device wailed all the time, asking the Space Marines to kill themselves and kill themselves who had turned into monsters.

But their bodies attacked involuntarily, with terrible accuracy, far beyond the reaction capabilities of ordinary servitors. When Hagrid dodged the attack and raised the storm bomb on his arm to shoot, chaotic fireworks burst out. It took several bombs to Destroy a monster, and there are thousands of such things at this moment? !

The Inquisitor, who was outside the war, also received the information. When he realized what the Mechanicus had done to his soldiers, he asked the Mechanicus in disbelief. "You made them all into monsters?!"

He originally arrived at the Adeptus Mechanicus because those people would get better weapons and equipment instead of...

"20,000 people, 2,000 survivors, the probability is slightly lower, but the combat experience and reaction ability are retained, which is quite good." The words had no tone, but it made people's hair stand on end. The judge looked at the mechanical sage in front of him, this monster , he could no longer tell whether the Space Marine was the devil or he was the devil. (End of chapter)