Chapter 44 Confrontation
Morinite's warband ran wildly on the central passage leading to the starport, which was a loading area for tankers carrying fuel and munitions.
The fury in the World Eater's heart was building, and he knew that his battle-brothers were experiencing the same torment.
They were the sons of Angron, and like their primarch, they were implanted with the Butcher's Nails, a device that unleashed the violent potential within the human psyche.
In critical moments of battle, Angron's warriors can harness the boiling water of wrath and use it as a sharp blade to cut down their enemies.
The Emperor also denounced the further use of the implants, believing that they would render the World Eaters unstable.
But Angron used his wisdom to avoid the imperial edict of the Emperor of Mankind, and although the edict still existed, he persisted.
They are killing machines, Morinite felt this from his burning blood and marrow, what greater honor could there be than serving the Blood God with blood?
Despite the tight time limit, Morinite encouraged his warriors to kill as they approached the frigate.
Bloodletting will sharpen the sense of the coming battle.
His only instruction was: don't stop.
The World Eaters carried out this task with brutal efficiency, leaving a heap of humble corpses strewn on the ground between the breach point and their current location.
However, this reckless killing will eventually come with a price.
As Morinite and his warriors advanced, the orbital station's starport dock looked like a tangled metal mesh.
Beyond that, like a sleeping, resting predator, is the Honor Saber.
The World Eater ran towards the end of the strait and the open pier in the distance. The smell of blood hit his nose. The road ahead began to become narrow, and he had a bad premonition.
Just as Morinite prayed to the Blood God that they had not been discovered, a group of uniformed defenders appeared in front of them, blocking their way.
They were armed with various heavy weapons, surrounded the passage with flames, illuminated the semi-dark passage with the muzzle flash, and even flashed armor-piercing rockets.
The chest of a soldier next to Morinite was exploded by a rocket. His armor was torn open and he was dripping with blood, but he could still continue to fight.
"Charge! Charge forward!"
Morinite immediately ordered a charge, but he did not notice that their position was actually very awkward.
His warband was crushed on both sides by huge fuel barrels, which were stacked on the huge warehouse structure. The panicked slave workers and mindless servitors were frightened by the commotion. Sliding into their path, felled or crushed to death by chainsaws,
the World Eaters tried to close in on their enemies to regain the advantage, unaware of the death traps on either side of them.
Subsequently, one of the fuel tanks was hit by a cannonball, and instantly exploded with a yellow-white flame.
A stream of flames splashed into the air like ink, and a killed servitor was thrown on the edge of the blast wave like a rag doll. Many soldiers closer to the battlefield were directly roasted or torn to pieces. .
The concussive force generated by the explosion directly tore a World Eater into pieces.
He was shattered against the metal siding of the warehouse, which did not yield to the sudden impact of the mass of flesh and armor fragments, and the warrior was crushed like this.
When the alarm sensor failed, Morinette could feel the heat of the explosion even through his helmet.
He staggered, but still stood firm, shouting orders to charge.
They were very close to their target, and the Glory Saber filled his field of vision like a long steel wall.
"Don't stop! Don't stop! Charge up! Charge up and seize the frigate and we can leave!!"
As they crossed the line of fire and moved forward quickly, a shadow was cast on Morinite In his eyes, it was a huge viewing platform overlooking the pier.
Out of instinct, he glanced up, only to see a row of soldiers wearing silver-gray power armor aiming at them with bolters.
“Damn——”
The next second, death poured down like hailstones, and a large amount of promethium and flames were released from the muzzle.
Morinite quickly rolled to the blind spot covered by fire, but a soldier beside him was distracted and his dodge speed was a little slower.
Subsequently, he paid the price for his laxity.
A beam of scorching plasma blasted a hole in his body, and World Eater was cooked directly by his armor.
He fell to the ground with a thud, but before he fell to the ground, several of his brothers lifted his body up and used it as a temporary cover. This is the survival rule of the Chaos warband - everything ends with staying alive. Purpose.
But there was still a World Eater who was shot in the knee first under the heavy rain of bullets. When he knelt down, two explosive bombs exploded on his helmet and neck at the same time, and then he fell Go down.
Morinite fired back with his bolt pistol, his target dimly glimpsed above in the flash of fire and shards of metal.
Other World Eaters followed him, guns drawn, and fired back, their weapons adding to the firepower of the return fire.
The remaining people who had been in the area when the fighting began were blown to pieces by the fighting fire, the roar of guns and the scream of shrapnel mingling with their screams.
Morinite gasped and clung to the nearest barrier. He looked around, measuring the terrain and assessing whether there were any other ways to approach the Glory Saber.
In fact, from the moment the puppet emperor's lackeys appeared, he knew that the war gang's destruction was inevitable. There must be a battleship or even a fleet waiting for them outside.
But he will never give up, nor will he sit still and wait for death. They are the soldiers of the Blood God. Even if they die, they will drown in the blood of their enemies.
Then he noticed that between the crane and the fuel tank, a narrow passage was formed, with an observation deck supported by metal pillars above, a ring of steel bars supporting the refueling rack, defense turrets and a bunch of sensor.
This is a weakness that can be broken through. When the firepower of the explosive bombs continued to suppress them, Morinite stayed in the bunker and yelled.
“Concentrate your firepower there!”
he shouted over the din, trying to drown out the din.
This method worked quickly.
After the second exchange of fire, a series of small explosions broke out on the observation platform, and the affected areas were blown to pieces. The soldiers above had to leave the high place to prevent collapse.
Morinite stood up and loudly gave the final order before the smoke cleared.
"Attack! Attack now! Blood sacrifice to the Blood God!!!"
"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God!!!"
The traitorous Astartes broke through the bunker and rushed out, leaving the dead behind, shouting horrifying slogans.
At the same time, twenty Astartes wearing silver-gray armor emerged from the thick smoke released from the ruins and launched a counterattack.
“For the Emperor!!”
For a long time afterwards, Soshyan regretted his decision at that time.
"Fire!"
Morinite shouted, and the World Eaters obeyed his command.
Both sides fired a final round of pistol fire on the way to the charge.
The results were brutal.
Soldiers on both sides fell under the bombs. When the bullets hit them, their bodies twitched and spun violently. Blood spurted in unknown directions before falling at the feet of their comrades.
The result of the exchange of fire was that one man fell on Morinite's side and one on the opposite side.
With the speed of the Astartes, each of them only had time to fire a salvo. The highly disciplined Astartes threw away the firearms in their hands before engaging the enemy.
The glory of the four Chaos Space Marines has completely faded away, leaving only endless madness.
Although it was the first time he fought against the Chaos Space Marines, Soshyan did not feel afraid. On the contrary, he was only angry, especially when those cowards would swing their swords at the weaker ones and decorate themselves with mortal flesh.
They brought shame to the name of the Astartes, and Soshyan rushed to the front without hesitation.
This was a group of rough guys, they were scarred, but they still approached Soshyan with axes.
Soshyan responded to his roar by thrusting his sword into one of their chests.
He did not fall down, but grabbed Soshyan's weapon and tried his best to send the ax to Soshyan's head.
Soshyan raised his leg and kicked the bastard to the side, then poured the power sword into his chest, pulled hard to the right, causing his body to spin in the air, and then crashed into the fallen compatriots.
“Is this the former World Eater?”
Soshyan spat.
"That's all."
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Soshiyang saw a World Eater cutting off the head of a warrior, which made blood surge. into his head.
The cold gray marrow quickly spread to his limbs and bones.
In the melee, the blood mist was accompanied by the terrifying sound of axes chopping bones. Although they were surrounded by cruelty despite their absolute disadvantage in numbers, madness still raged on the World Eaters. They did not collapse, but Fight with a spirit of exchanging lives for lives.
The hot ground was quickly soaked with the blood of killing.
After more than ten seconds of confrontation, the three World Eaters dragged the six Astral Knights to the ground.
As for Soshiyan, he has already faced the leader of this war gang and the last enemy, Morinite.
(End of this chapter)