Chapter 760 The Means of the Midnight Sons
Standard Terra Calendar, 943.M41
Planet Armageddon, Main Continent, Hades Hive, Middle Hive Area, Water Purification Factory< br>
The tarmac was lit up by the flashing lights on the overhead. The barbed wire was wrapped around the light stand like a vine. Multiple iron thorns were inserted deeply into the ground along the edge of the tarmac, and the corpses impaled on it were passed by. Time turns into a twisted mummy.
Four sentries, all idiot greenskins wearing patchwork armor, patrolled the cracked concrete open ground, occasionally looking into the darkness beside them, searching for possible threats.
They don't look very alert.
Thought Talos as he observed them through his automatic sensors.
Great, this will make his task much easier.
A damaged transport aircraft landed alone on the southern edge of the apron. The rusty landing gear of this transport aircraft was slumped, and the outer shell was covered with oil stains and patina. It had obviously not been started for a long time. Passed.
Talos flew almost silently towards the machine's shadowy body.
The jetpack emits a subtle flow of energy to maintain the Midnight Son in a gliding state - Talos's only modification to his power armor is the jetpack, which involves many untold secrets of the Night Lords, Soshiyan He didn't know everything, he only knew that Talos' jetpack could be activated with very low power and silently.
In the air, he completed the remaining posture control by himself, adjusted his body angle skillfully, and slid towards the selected landing point.
At this moment, Soshyan and his party were lying in ambush one kilometer away, waiting for his signal.
In the past, the surrounding worker settlements, automatic refineries and residential areas once lit up the surroundings with bright lights. The empire's shuttles also used to come and go here in an endless stream, transporting rare ores and valuables. equipment components, which are then sent to a foundry in orbit.
Now, it is surrounded by billowing shadows. Apart from the faint halo of light on the tarmac, the only light source is the infernal fire that lights up a hundred meters away to the north, where is the arsenal occupied by the greenskins.
The planet has been tortured in the clutches of the Greenskins for three full years, and at this moment, the destruction they have caused and the darkness they have summoned have become an aid to the Midnight's Sons in their mission.
Although Talos's fully armed figure was huge, he was as silent as the breeze. He completed the last hundred meters of landing like a bolter shell.
The moment before landing, his backpack emitted a burst of braking energy, and at the same time he curled up and rolled to land.
The Space Marine made a muffled sound when it hit the concrete ground, but it did not attract any attention because the noise from the arsenal not far away was too loud.
Talos controlled his roll, and a sliding shovel rushed into the shadow under the abandoned transport plane.
The Midnight Son paused here, crouching like a spider beneath the rusty vehicle, listening carefully as he scanned his surroundings with the automatic sensors on his helmet.
If any of the greenskins show signs of hearing the landing, he needs to act quickly.
But they didn't.
The four stupid figures continued their slow patrol and made rude and noisy noises. They were at least fifty meters away from each other and could only communicate with each other when they walked into the light spot cast by the searchlight. Visually - it's obvious they don't go well together.
"I have successfully entered the target area."
After confirming that everything was safe, Talos spoke to the communicator in a deep voice. He knew that his helmet would not leak any sound.
"The greenskins don't seem to have considered the enemy attack at all. The security level is so pathetic."
"Roger, Talos."
One end of the communicator came Soshyan's voice.
“Make them pay for their negligence.”
"Exactly what I want."
Taros replied affirmatively, and then turned off the communication.
He imagined for a moment, if any of those greenskins came to look under the ladder, what would he look like in their eyes?
Large, lithe and nimble, lurking in the shadows, with carbon-black eyepieces burning crimson light in the eyeholes of a helmet decorated with a skull visor, he looks like the embodiment of vengeance.
Revenge? fear? Just what I wanted!
Talos let out a deep laugh.
Then he crawled under the transport plane to the flat nose, and then got out.
A sentry alien was getting farther and farther away from him, first walking through a hazy illumination, and then disappearing into the darkness.
The next patrol was coming this way, and Talos saw it clearly with the thermal auger built into the automatic sensor. Within seconds, it will pass the Midnight Sons' hideout.
Talos could burst out of cover, throw stun grenades, let out a sonic war cry, and shoot them all down in the blink of an eye
—but that wasn't the plan for this operation.
The most important thing now is concealment.
It is not enough to kill them alone, these guys must be dealt with quietly. His ultimate goal is to disarm the other party's possible alarm.
So, as his first prey passed by, Talos reached out and grabbed the alien's face, lifted it up, and pulled it into the darkness.
Greenskins are strong creatures, but when caught off guard, they are still as fragile as children in the hands of the Midnight Children.
The green skin had only three seconds to react. Even before its nerves had time to react, its neck was broken with a muffled sound - the sound was like knotted wood exploding in a campfire. Open normally.
Gitaros then gently laid the body flat under the nose of the transport.
One of them has been solved.
Then he moved quickly, turned back towards the rear of the transport plane, and rushed towards the next sentry who followed the original route.
The green-skinned brain is too simple, as simple as a caterpillar.
It may discover that its teammates are missing at any time, and Talos must take action before that happens.
He flew out from behind the transport plane, and his prey only had time to freeze, eyes widening, before being hit with all his strength.
Talos punched his prey into the shadow, then he jumped up from the apron and stepped on the alien, immediately making the sound of broken bones.
When he stood up again, the unfortunate man did not stand up.
Two already.
Talos continued to move, following the enemy patrol route, darting like a circling predator.
Two sentries have fallen, and the chance of the remaining two people discovering that something is wrong has doubled. He cannot allow this to happen.
When the next prey walks into the illuminated spot, Midnight's Son emerges from the shadows like a nightmare.
“Huh?”
The greenskin's momentary panic was enough for Talos. His fist flew out quickly, shattering the guy's throat, causing him to lose his voice and collapse to the ground.
No.
Three.
About a hundred meters away, Talos saw the last sentry retreating in panic after witnessing a monster emerging from the darkness and killing his teammates.
Before the guy had time to scream at the top of his lungs, Talos quickly waved his hand, and a dagger came out of his hand, the metal shining in the light.
The last greenskin staggered when the dagger was inserted into his throat. It groped for the handle of the knife and pulled it out, but only squeezed out a bunch of blood bubbles from its mouth, and then fell to the ground.
Talos quickly moved the two bodies away from the tarmac and hid them in the darkness, then squatted down and wiped the blade clean on the torn canvas.
All done.
"The apron has been cleared."
Talos quickly reported each other's confirmation information, and the other teams also completed their respective tasks.
"Very good, brothers."
Soshiyang's voice was very calm.
"Launch a full-scale attack, don't let a single greenskin escape, especially the mechanics! Kill them first!"
(End of this chapter)