Chapter 158: Favor Debt
After confirming that the green boss was far enough away from his bodyguards, Soshyan stopped retreating.
He began to move forward, towards the greenskin leader, and almost easily kicked away the Grots who were running around with axes or clubs on the way.
Nothing can hinder him now.
When the green boss saw him coming, his little red eyes suddenly burned crazily, he raised his crude gun and fired a string of bullets.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !
The bullet hit Soshyan's armor and fell to the ground, gouging several small craters in the armor and scraping off the bright silver-gray paint.
One or two lucky bullets got into the gaps between the armor plates and shot into the flesh.
A pain shot through his limbs, but the Space Marine's enhanced nervous system immediately shut down the pain receptors, and the enhanced blood coagulated the moment the wound was created.
Soshiyang sped up and ran over the last few steps, jumping high towards the orcs. The green-skinned blood dripping from the Holy Flame sword drew a corrupt arc.
The creature violently swung its power claws in an attempt to fight back, but unexpectedly the opponent suddenly changed the direction of its attack, and the long sword directly passed through his gun-holding arm.
With a shrill roar, the huge machine gun fell into the soil mixed with blood.
After Soshiyang landed, he stood up directly and waved his sword without hesitation.
He attacked the green-skinned boss again, the shining blade clanking in the endless vicious slashes.
Although the green-skinned boss lost one hand, it did not affect his combat effectiveness much. He constantly used his power claws to fend off the weapons of the Space Marines, and counterattacked with a series of fierce fist and kick attacks.
Ten seconds later, in the depths of his thoughts, Soshiyang felt that his soul was filled with silver light.
Gray marrow surged in his veins again.
He stepped up his offensive with great determination, putting all his strength into every blow.
When the gray marrow flowed through his limbs and bones, the greenskin in front of him seemed to be in slow motion. Soshyan had already seen through the opponent's attack.
He watched the green-skinned boss swing his power claw fiercely, but the speed was pitifully slow.
Moreover, in the center of the violent claws, there was a completely unprotected gap - Soshyan could see it clearly.
So after turning and dodging to the right, he took a step forward and stabbed the enemy straight with the Sheng Yan Sword.
The brilliant light is stained with blood.
"Alien slay!"
Soshiyan screamed and stabbed the green boss in the chest, then pressed the sword into the opponent's abdomen and completely cut it open with a vicious upward swing. .
The greenskin boss cracked in half under the blow, dead before he fell to the ground.
When Soshyan cut off the head of the green-skinned boss and raised it high, the nearby Orks suddenly burst out in panic and wailed. Seeing the tragic death of their leader, they immediately lost their will to fight and turned around to try to escape. , other Space Marines shot at random behind them, killing large swaths of aliens.
Suddenly, the Brats along the entire front line were caught in a dilemma, torn between their desire to continue the attack or turning back to face a new threat.
Soshyan obviously had no intention of giving them time to make a decision.
He raised the Holy Flame Sword again. Even if the sound weakened, it could easily cover the sound of the massacre.
"Astral Knights, attack!"
Soon, under the ruthless blows of the Astartes, the greenskins gathered on the battlefield dispersed, leaving only corpses and remains scattered everywhere. Smoking and burning vehicles.
Dawn arrives and the sun rises in the smoke.
Under the influence of strong winds, the battlefield was covered with thick dust.
Whether this dust is the remnants of a destroyed Ork group, or whether it is blown from the distant mountains, Soshyan cannot give an answer.
The Astral Knights rallied around their Chapter Master. They were like shadows, or bloody ghosts, their armor stained with blood and dust.
They fought all night to disintegrate the Ork group around them, surrounding the entire landing site, and the lonely defense line made of plastic steel and ceramsite sand was painted with Ork blood
< br>The corpses of the invaders piled up in thick masses around them, mixed with waves of smoke.
When those trenches were covered by dust and haze, Soshyan didn't know how many of the defenders were still alive.
Had they arrived a few minutes later, they would have been too late to save any of the garrison.
"When new ground troops arrive, we will return to orbit and rearm before the next wave of attacks."
Soshyan said, his low voice barely covering the The whisper of the wind.
Suddenly, a slight vibration passed through the bloody soil to the soles of Soshyan's boots, disrupting the chapter leader's thinking.
In the distance, there was a large machine striding toward them, making jingling and clicking sounds.
Soshyan glanced at it and nodded. He immediately recognized what it was.
"Astral Knights Chapter."
He issued a calm order.
"Assemble."
The Space Marines immediately assemble, the sound of their feet on the ground echoing across the scarred battlefield.
Soshyan looked ahead, the helmet's automatic senses exploring the dust clouds, peeling them off layer by layer,
The first thing revealed was a misshapen shadow with broad shoulders and a hunched back, coming from the direction of the defense line Get close to them.
A moment later, the blue-green spear emblem was recognized by the helmet's scanner. This was a registered imperial knight family - although this family had perished.
The war machine emerged from the dust, like an ancient god of war, crushing the Ork corpses on the ground into the ground with every step.
Soshiyang raised the Sheng Yan sword head to the ground and released the force field.
The other battle brothers remained standing in their fighting stances.
As the knight approached, Soshyan noticed the extent of his battle damage.
His banner is a tattered, scarred adamantium shell covered with silver or black strike marks, as well as scars from numerous flamethrowers and countless small-caliber weapons.
The Imperial Knight has lost its entire right arm weapon and walks with a clear limp. It should be that its knee servo grille is damaged.
The Knight Mech finally stopped in front of the Space Marine, its feet twisting and digging into the earth.
A trumpet sounded, and the imperial knight lowered its huge gauntlet. This gesture represented a salute to the benefactor in knight culture.
"How should I call you."
A harsh voice came from the sound grille of the towering Imperial Knight. Although the metallic distortion made his voice as sharp as metal, it was still It sounded like a male.
Soshyan moved the Holy Flame Sword to the left, revealing the Imperial Eagle emblem on his frayed breastplate.
"My name is Soshyan Alexei, Chapter Master of the Astral Knights Chapter, these are my battle brothers."
"Salute to you, Captain Soshyan, Olga, the knight leader of the Dubandlin family and the last one. Currently I am a free blade. I owe you and your brother a debt. If you don't come, Scorpion and I will be torn to pieces by the greenskins."
"All the debts we owe belong to the emperor."
Soshyan replied simply.
"Continue to perform your sacred duties to him."
The knight mecha shook his head.
"Duty is duty, but I will not use this as an excuse to avoid a debt of gratitude."
"In that case, let us discuss this after the war, Baron Olga."
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