Chapter 445: Turning enemies into enemies
“Those prisoners look pretty bad, but facing the fanatical battle sisters, their fate will probably be even worse.”
Thinking about this, Mara Kim slowed down and looked in from the hall.
The dirty cells were full of people who had been abused. They curled up like animals. Although there was deep fear on their faces, they all moved their bodies hard and used Those empty, lifeless eyes stared intently at the angels who appeared.
Suddenly, Malakin felt that something was not right. These prisoners were too quiet.
"Be alert and prepare fire cover."
He gave the order through the communicator, and the soldiers were on alert.
A few seconds passed, and the prisoners suddenly screamed and surged forward, their heads pressed into the grid without stopping.
Malakin glanced around and saw some prisoners constantly hitting the cells with their bodies, making the iron door sway, and they didn't care even if their heads were broken and bleeding.
Soon, the doors opened.
"The traitors are hiding behind the prisoners."
Malakin shouted through the communicator, his tone was calm and he didn't seem surprised.
"They are all in the room, fire."
Every Wailer heard the order, and their superhuman reactions allowed them to execute it without thinking.
However, it was not only the weepers who had such a rapid reaction, the prisoners in tattered clothes were also torn to pieces by the gunfire from behind in the blink of an eye, with bolt guns pressed against their spines and Fire behind the skull.
Then, the remnants of the Red Pirates rushed out.
In an instant, the cell turned into a chaotic battlefield. Using complex and changeable facilities as cover, the former comrades opened fire desperately, trying to eliminate each other.
The battle was short but bloody. The Red Pirates and the Lamenters' warriors constantly exchanged positions, and whizzing bullets passed through the cells of the cell.
Under the overwhelming numerical superiority of the Weeper, some Red Pirates were forced to the wall, with explosive shells hitting their helmets and bodies continuously.
The remaining prisoners also suffered, and they kept screaming, and their bodies torn by the bombs fell.
In other cells, the Red Pirates relied on bunkers to push the Wailers back into the darkness. The sudden attack caused some teams to lose the accuracy of their previous firepower and disrupted their formation.
After shooting for a while, the red pirate kept retreating under the pressure of the Weeper.
After running out of magazines, the remaining red pirate soldiers who were forced into a desperate situation had to rush forward with their melee weapons raised high. In response, the Weeper also waved his sword and jump shield and rushed forward. .
Malakin was also fighting on the front line. Explosive bombs scattered sparks on the bulkheads around him, but not a single bullet fell on him.
"Brothers of the Lamenters! There is no need for you to risk your lives for the corrupt and filthy empire! Just be a human being and give us a shuttle. This ship will be yours!"
In the darkness, a hoarse voice sounded. It was obvious that the red pirates knew that continuing to fight would lead to death.
But Malakin was not moved at all.
"Traitor, I will kill you all one by one."
In the flickering light of the fire, Malakin rushed out of the darkness and headed towards the head of a fallen red pirate. Take one more shot, then reload the weapon.
Although the Red Pirates didn't know his last name, they had a rough idea just by looking at his cloak and the gorgeously decorated power armor on his body.
Then, a red pirate also walked out of the darkness. He was not wearing a helmet and stared at Malakin with cold eyes. His gray-white hair was spread over his shoulders.
"Captain Malakin, why bother."
The death of many comrades in battle made the face of the red pirate captain become abnormally distorted. The bolter had an empty magazine, and the other hand held a power sword. The blade gleamed in the darkness, and blood was evaporating from the blade.
“Have you forgotten the shame the Terran Council has brought to you!”
Even in his anger, the red pirate spoke with dignity.
"In that great war, we fought side by side and shed blood together."
"Shut up!" Malakin interrupted angrily.
"Look at what you have done. The descendants of Sanguinius will never be with you again, and they are even more ashamed to be with you! You are the ones who cry the most. Shame! Who do you think you are? How dare you speak so arrogantly in front of me? Look at your depraved face and the witchcraft flowing in your veins! br>The Red Pirate Captain picked up the long sword and used the shining blade as a mirror to look at it.
"Really, you should take a look at what is flowing out of you, Lamenter, because you will soon see it on the dungeon floor."
The two commanders stared with wide eyes. They stared at each other with small eyes, while the soldiers belonging to the two battle groups caught each other and fought in the darkness.
Suddenly, Malakin's cloak moved, and the red pirate captain blinked.
When he came to his senses, the other party was already standing behind him, holding a bloody sword in his hand.
“You——”
The red pirate had a puzzled expression on his face. When he felt pain coming from his wrist, he looked down and found that his palm and the sword in his palm had fallen to the ground, and large streams of blood were flowing from his wrist. The fracture spews out. .
Before he could speak, a bolter stretched out from the side and pressed against the red pirate captain's forehead, making his expression freeze.
"The next one is Huron."
With a gunshot, the red pirate's head was blasted into a rotten watermelon, and his brains and minced meat were sprayed on the wall.
Malakin waited quietly amidst the smoke and the stench of death, the final killing taking place in the darkness.
In the end, only the mourners walked out of the cells one by one and met with their immediate superiors.
At the corner of the stairs, thousands of cultists poured out, trying to surround the invading wailers. However, when they saw the body of their former master on the ground, their will immediately collapsed and they fled in all directions. Open, just as fast as it came.
"We can ask Thunder Eagle to come over and evacuate the soldiers. There is only one small team left here."
Malakin gave the order slightly tiredly.
“It’s over?”
The third company commander of the Lamenters asked from the side
"It's over. News just came in. The Soshiyan Chapter Commander has wiped out all the invaders on the black ship. Now all that's left is to clean up the battlefield. "
"But there is also a red pirate ship"
Malakin shook his head and signaled the other party not to continue this topic.
“Perform your mission.”
"Yes."
After the third company commander left, Malakin looked down at the bodies of the red pirates on the ground. It was hard for him to imagine that the former guardian of the Maelstrom, Star Claw, would degenerate into what it is now. Vice appearance.
At this time, what he did in the past made him break out in a cold sweat.
If Huron's conspiracy had not been exposed and the Weepers were really tied to the chariot, would they be like this now?
The possibility made Malakin shudder.
Fortunately, the Emperor's blessing gave them a chance to turn back when the battle group reached the edge of the abyss.
Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and walked towards the prison door. He planned to meet someone.
The Lamenters were able to gain this chance of survival after the Badab War, in addition to their enthusiasm for the Empire, but also thanks to that man.
And now that person is on the black ship, he is——
The Inquisitor, Orsino Quant.
(End of this chapter)