Chapter 378 Necrosis of the Bone
Although they had been very careful and tried their best to cover up the traces of the Cursed Echo's voyage, they were still trapped when they finally left the subspace and jumped into the physical universe on the edge of the Nai galaxy. The enemy caught him.
The Eldar possess incredible stealth skills, allowing their small warships to evade all scanning devices and transport deadly "cargo" into the dark cabin of the Cursed Echo...
< br>Yes, the unfortunate Echo of the Curse has been ganged up on again.
And what’s even more fatal is that within half an hour after the enemy jumped the gang, the captain, Talos, once again fell into a coma due to prevision.
In this preview, he saw a flaming sword, a soaring gray eagle, and a metallic face that he instinctively hated - stubborn, hypocritical, just like most of the things he had seen. Just like the Imperials.
Finally, when he woke up, the first thing he saw was Markarian's iron coffin, and the other party's rumbling sound went straight through his aching head.
"I heard bolter fire."
Soon, Talos heard bolter fire too.
The sound was at his feet, the unmistakable drumbeat - the heavy, vibrating bolters firing at each other, the unique sound of shells falling to the ground, and the familiar sound of metal penetrating armor. Dissonance.
The prophet struggled to his feet and stroked the side of his helmet with one hand, forcing his vision back.
He stared around, and people were shouting everywhere on the bridge.
The situation looks bad.
“You have been unconscious for 34 minutes this time, Master.”
Thaddeus, the slave of Talos, said, still wearing the tattered flight jacket, with the pistol hanging on his back Under the buttocks.
"Tell me everything."
The prophet commanded, as Thettimus began handing him the weapons one by one - the mortal had to lift one at a time with both hands.
“I know very little, all Talons have been sent everywhere, we have been jumped by the enemy, I don’t know if our shields have failed, but the enemy warships have also been attacked by their Lord Sirion wanted to stabilize the bridge for defense first."
"Who jumped to help us?"
"Eldar, that's all I know, you didn't. Dreaming about them?”
"I don't remember what I encountered in my dream. All I can recall is the pain...you stay here."
Taros stood up, then paused, and whispered:
"Thank you for looking after me."
"My loyalty will not change, my lord."
The prophet lowered the command platform, and the servitors and servo skulls looked at him expressionlessly, expecting So he can give them orders.
"Talos?"
Suddenly, the helmet's communicator sounded a message from a soldier.
“Is that Talos talking?”
Another one suddenly said.
“Retreat!”
It was Lucofus speaking, Talos could tell by the low but harsh voice.
"Retreat to Hall 2!"
"Hold your position!"
Sirion? Yes...Serion, the audio made it difficult to identify him, but Talos picked it up.
"Hold your position, you scavenging bastards! You will leave us without support!"
From then on, there were only the sounds of close combat on the audio network.
"This is Cheyenne Kurus of the Second Talon! Someone is injured, and we need support!"
"Where is that unfortunate pharmacist!?"
"The Fourth Claw calls out to the First Claw, we need Valier now!"
"Retreat from Hall Three! Repeat, let’s leave Hall 3.”
"Who's laughing?"
"Taros? Is that you?"
The prophet let out a sigh that made him feel better.
"I'm awake. Now, First Claw, report the situation! The rest of the Claws will report the situation later."
But he didn't receive any answer, the audio system was blocked by the bolter. The fire tore into a howling wind.
When Talos left the bridge door, his fist that was not holding the weapon was still spasming with pain. Then, following the sound of bolter fire to the nearest source, he realized he was at the end of a five-hundred-meter-long winding corridor.
Then when he appeared in the middle of the gun battle with his weak limbs, a shrapnel hit his head.
This blinded him for a short while. The shrapnel hit his helmet sideways. Although it did not penetrate, it was strong enough to cause adverse stimulation of electric current, which lasted for probably a few seconds.
Soon, his vision was cleared by a burst of static electricity, and returned to a red interface and flickering runes.
He looked down and discovered that the "bullet" was actually a translucent crystal sheet. If he remembered correctly, this was probably called a shuriken.
“Squat down.”
A voice warned him. Talos looked up and found Markushen standing above him, his hands shaking with the recoil of the heavy explosion.
Under the control of Markushen, the muzzle of the heavy explosive bomb actually had almost no vibration, but every time the ejected shell casing splashed onto Markushen's dark breastplate, sparks would burst out.
“These long-legged whores!”
Ursus on the side was also hiding behind the bunker, but his speech seemed unclear, and his bulging throat seemed to be sickly and wet, and beside him was Selion who continued to shoot.
“Where is Valiel?”
Taros asked:
“Valiel is guarding the tunnel behind.”
Serion Reloading again.
"These poor creatures sneaked into the boat without anyone noticing, and they were everywhere. We didn't even know where they came from."
At this time, Ma Kushen was hit by a burst of shurikens. He took two steps back while lifting his shoulder armor, and the power armor dropped a large amount of ceramic fragments.
"Eldar!"
he roared, firing again!
“Jumped a gang half an hour ago!”
"We may have chosen a poor location to leave the subspace before drifting into the Nessen system."
Selion also said angrily.
“Although I doubt it, they already knew where we were going, left a subspace beacon in advance, and then cunningly followed us, these alien bitches!”
“Very cunning. ."
Ma Kuchen also complained.
"Of course you can blame your navigator."
Usas also spoke, when the wall next to his head was suddenly blown into a pile of sharp fragments by something.
“She should have sensed the marks left by those stubborn wild dogs in the subspace.”
Taros suddenly retracted into the bunker while reloading.
"She may have felt something, but she didn't know what it was. The Eldar's skills were not something she could resist."
He stretched his head and glanced at the end of the corridor, but there was nothing there, and the shuriken bullets seemed to appear out of thin air.
"We have to retreat, the corridor is not conducive to defense."
Taros finally decided to give up here, but Selion immediately poured cold water on him.
“We can’t retreat from here. We are the only defensive force in this entire circle. If they set foot on the bridge, we will lose the ship. The void shield has been used by them in some way. This method is overloaded, and Dietrian is repairing the main engine with oil and blood all over his body."
"And we can't run."
Ma Kuchen could no longer stay at a high place. He had a large number of shurikens embedded in his body, so he could only slide behind the underground bunker and complained in a low voice:
"The raptors are guarding the southern In the corridor, the enemy seems to be behind us now."
Usas reached out and wanted to shoot, but his movements were slightly stiff, and a single molecular disc suddenly passed by his neck. , bringing up a pile of blood.
Blood immediately splashed all over Ma Kuchen, and he cursed and took a few steps away.
“Damn, it does look dangerous here!”
The prophet immediately dragged Ursus back, and his blood sprayed on the wall, forming a dazzling graffiti.
Although he knew it was dangerous, Talos still wanted to see what made Ursus look like this. He carefully stuck his head out, and the tactical sight of his helmet flickered to finally capture the traces of the enemy.
In other words, the other party doesn't bother to hide at all.
(End of this chapter)