Chapter 19 Corpses are everywhere (Thanks for the support and update)
Maxim raised his leg and kicked the heavy weapon machine slave hard. Its limbs were twisted and the metal frame was kicked. Transformed and pushed out a section of the gray skin.
Its modified heavy weapon arm fell to the ground, and the smoking muzzle was still spitting out fierce tongues of fire, but it no longer posed a greater threat.
Just now, Maxim led his team to rush to this barrier. With Igor's roar and the sound of the chain sword turning, they killed eleven of them in a few minutes. The guard servitors here.
Oh - no - he drew out his chainsword and stabbed the assassin's stomach as he jumped out from above. When the motor saw teeth started, it stirred the internal organs and spine into a mass of red blood that spread all over the sky. At the same time, Maxim pulled out a gun with his other hand and shot several times in the head of the last guy who was preparing to attack Igor. The reinforced skull looked like a smashed hard-shelled fruit. The same juice exploded, and then shattered on the ground, clanging against their solid armor.
The walls of the barrier were thick enough, but the light was poor due to the interference of pipe smoke and other things, and Maxim's eyepiece readings were changing drastically.
He saw the muzzle of Syras's gun spit out a long tongue of flame in a direction he couldn't see. The firepower from the opposite side was fierce and precise, and Syras' power armor splashed with In a shower of sparks and shards of armor, his brother fell.
"Hold on!" Maxim shouted, rushing towards Syras and glancing at his panel - Syras was still alive, but the thing that attacked him was too fast and deadly. , definitely not an armed servitor or——
A huge black shadow rushed over with the smell of rotten metal and the smell of blood. It moved extremely fast. Maxim's fingers instinctively moved before he made a decision. The trigger was pulled, but the opponent easily dodged them all.
He was pressed hard to the ground, one arm and the bolter were stuck under him, and the handle of the chain sword was tilted to the other side - the opponent was wearing dark iron-colored tattered power armor stained with soot. The respirator grid was twisted into a row of gleaming strange sharp teeth. On the helmet that resembled some kind of knight's visor, the eyepieces like blood-red crystals were shining maliciously at him——
It's the Iron Warriors.
The traitor raised his power axe.
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After sixty minutes of being blasted with violent electronic magic sounds that were criticized from head to toe by the elders of Khadomo, the confused recruits were fearlessly held up with lightning bolts. The whip was whipped behind the buttocks and they were driven into the central training hall.
There, among the layers of ramparts and trenches, a group of carefully selected veterans of the eternal war from the second company were waiting for them.
A powerful battle cry sounded.
Then the two teams, with vastly different numbers, wore training armor and used training weapons for an enjoyable and productive five-hour high-intensity shooting confrontation and close combat simulation training.
In the end, the newly beaten recruits, who were bruised and swollen and in shock, were driven to the simulated chess room next to the hall (in order to maintain sufficient distance, Lamizane had to claim that he was going to the observation room on the upper floor of the training hall for inspection) The veterans trained the new recruits and stayed until the end of their training), and personally experienced the miraculous computing power of the ancient Dreadnought - the new tenth company commander deduced different battles with twenty-eight new recruits at the same time, and without a doubt Big wins dozens of times - later.
Destiny Steel
Before dinner time
The tenth company's station was littered with corpses.
Julius and Parogov, who came to visit them after returning from the newly opened library, saw this scene of corpses lying neatly.
"Your Majesty the God-Emperor." The two Astartes carefully maintained their tactical movements and walked into the room. "What's wrong with you? Brothers."
No one answered at first. , but after a while a feeble voice finally replied. "As you can see, we are not very active right now. My Lyman's Ear is still ringing. The God Emperor bless it - Master Hongsuo is said to be on a mission and can't come yet."
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"So the tenth company commander - Master Kaidomo (Master Kaidomo) was extra gracious and allowed us to come back and rest for 20 standard points."
"Fortunately, Master Kaidomo received an emergency order and left, otherwise there would be two more games. I think my suspended meninges should be put to use."
"Don't say anything that shouldn't be said. I don't want to be punished by you. The company commander said that the punishment for daring to complain is to go there in person. It is connected to the main sewage pipe in the living area." The speaker couldn't help but shudder.
"Parogov, you came just in time - ah, my brain, my brain hurts when I talk. Why don't you come and check it for us."
The silent Parogov stepped forward. Now, although as an unofficial apothecary, he has not yet received his apothecary's white armor, the red positive spiral has been painted on his helmet, pauldrons and knees.
The apothecary's new apprentice, having completed all his transformation surgeries, now has extremely light hair, shaved short and standing on top of his skull, and unusually firm and kind eyes. , anyone can feel the determination, strength, support and peace of mind it brings with just one glance.
With quick and steady movements, he seized the moment and performed a quick physical examination on each battle brother.
"It's not a big problem. It's mainly due to overuse of the brain. Your brain has endured some overclocking operations that it shouldn't have to endure. It will indeed fully recover after 20 minutes of rest." He stood up and put away his equipment, he said a little strangely, "But I can't think of anything in the safety of a Chapter battle barge that would require using your brains like this. In theory, our body functions are designed to be both physical and The brain can adapt to the mode of high-intensity continuous combat."
Igor smiled strangely, "You haven't seen our new company commander yet, have you?"
" Who? Is this Master Kaidomo you are talking about? Wait, Master Kaidomo? He has been guarding the Chapter Master's office - hasn't he been buried in the sacred sarcophagus?
"That's it." Igor stood up and moved his shoulders, seeming to have regained his vitality. "Actually, he is our new company commander, responsible for teaching and training us."
"Although I am very Want to say, recruit training? A fearless elder? Is this common sense... Oh, but considering that we are also..."
"Yes, just like our previous elder," Vitalier sighed and continued, "Besides, there really should be no one in the war group who has richer historical knowledge and combat experience than Elder Khadomo - no matter from which aspect, I actually feel very Fear, such an ancient and noble lord should not be awakened so easily for our sake."
"Indeed." The battle brothers all started in agreement, "Although the veterans of the chapter are really. Most of them are grumpy and reticent, and they always complain about our body shape... But their fighting skills are unparalleled... Today's combat training and simulation are so exciting! When I fought against the veterans of A, I almost thought I was fighting against the real enemy of the empire, the shameful betrayer!"
"It must be because they have fought evil and fallen in their glorious and long crusade! The humans, the abominations, and Isstvan's traitors have fought so many times that they know their fighting styles so well."
"Originally, I had some thoughts about us joining the new war group..." Maxim, who had argued fiercely with Julius, lowered his head in shame, "But now I am so lucky to be able to join the ranks of such ancient and glorious warriors. They Allow us to join them in their glorious and courageous crusade, as the end of our own crusade! With glory! (Primus interpares!) Obey or die!"
< br>"Destruction is salvation! And there is glory! The first of all brothers! (Primus interpares!) Obey or die! (OBEYORDIE!)" The monks of the Tenth Company lowered their heads at the same time and recited their past and present war cries. .
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