Chapter 910 The Disappeared Reconnaissance Team
Patat screamed and fired at the monster, but the first few shells flew away.
Before the steel beast turned back, he finally hit the enemy, but the opponent seemed to have no feeling at all.
"Hmm, hum, hum, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah-"
Patat's finger tightened on the trigger and fired a series of small-caliber shells at the steel giant.
In the end, the monster trembled as it charged, falling as the helmet's visor and neck were continuously penetrated.
Patat cursed secretly. The chaos bastard withstood the firepower of an entire drum, and the two hundred loaded drums were almost empty.
So he took off the drum and ordered someone else to bring a new drum.
But at this time, a huge black shadow enveloped him.
Patat turned his head and saw a Chaos Space Marine standing on the Chimera behind him - it turned out that this huge monster blocked the sunlight.
"Skull Sacrifice!!!"
The monster roared in victory at Patat, making him feel that the weapon-level howl was mixed with a violent stench.
Patat fell on the chair as if he had been struck by a cannonball, motionless in fear.
The Chaos Space Marine chuckled, and let out a terrifying and ferocious roar from within his helmet, like the rumble of an earthquake, and then slowly raised the buzzing chain saw he was holding in his hand. Ax...
Suddenly, the thing was attacked by some kind of weapon.
At first it didn't fall, just trembled for a while.
It was hit two or three more times, and finally, the Chaos Space Marine's chest exploded in convulsions, splattering Patat's body with blood and dirt.
Shocked, he slowly stood up from the cabin and gradually saw clearly that a new layer of firepower was gradually covering this place.
It was a continuous fire network of lasers, explosive bombs and grenades. Another force coming out of the jungle was ruthlessly attacking the Chaos Space Marines who had ambushed this convoy.
The remaining World Eaters fell, one of them being hit by a heavy bolter a dozen times before he was finally smashed face first into a tree trunk.
There was also a man who was in the wreckage of a half-track that was blown up with his bare hands, but was eventually burned to death by the blazing flames of the wreckage - it turned out that the flames ignited the ammunition chamber, ignited the ammunition, and the result was that the Chaos Space Marine He was dragged into hell by his dead souls.
In the fiercely burning fire, the messenger of the Blood God roared violently until he was finally engulfed in flames.
Subsequently, the saviors of this convoy slowly walked out of the woods.
They are tall and look like a group of slovenly gangsters at first glance. Everyone is wearing a leather jacket with bare arms, their skin is covered with camouflage stripes, and their heads are tied with red ribbons. They seem to be able to compete with The environment blends into one.
When a figure carrying a heavy bomb came out, he was immediately surrounded by cheering soldiers.
Patat jumped from the car, jumped into the mud, and greeted the strong men in the thick smoke.
"I am Captain Patat, and I am very grateful that you came to the rescue in time."
Until then, he saw clearly the man with messy hair and a big beard. The face of the strong man holding a heavy bolter with his thick arms with blue spiral tattoos was outstretched, and he immediately stopped smiling and saluted.
“Hello, Governor Stryker!”
Stryker just nodded in greeting, and then looked at the Space Marine who fell in the mud nearby.
"You carried out an effective counter-ambush against the ambushers. Although many people died, at least the ending was good..."
Before he finished speaking, Patat showed a look of panic on his face.
Stryker seemed to feel something, suddenly shouted, threw away the heavy bolter, turned around and jumped up.
The "dead" Chaos Space Marine lifted his horned head from the mud and slowly raised his bolter.
But nothing happened, as a Catachan scimitar beheaded him.
While everyone was stunned, the heavy corpse fell heavily back into the mud, and a figure stood up.
Strike swung the knife ostentatiously like a victorious gladiator, then inserted it back into his waist. Patat opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, but Stryker's image was completely different in his eyes. This was no longer a Catachan man. He seemed to be a god, one who could tear the world apart with his bare hands. god.
"Uh, sir, did you know they would ambush here?"
Glancing at the young officer, Stryker shook his head and took out one from his pocket. To smoke, light it with a match.
"I'm not a witch, how can I predict the future."
"Then come here in person."
"Two of my teams disappeared in this area. Things are a little weird, I think. Come and investigate for yourself."
Hearing this, Patat's heart twitched, and he really didn't want to get into any more trouble.
But the reality is that I like to joke with him.
". It's not far from the location where the last signal was sent by the missing team. It just so happens that the convoy needs time to rest and clear the road. You can bring some people with me."
Patat squeezed out With a bitter smile, he then responded:
"It's sir."
Patat returned to the convoy and announced a twenty-minute rest.
The soldiers calmed down and took off their burdens one after another. They leaned against the trees or huddled in the shade to rest, while the medical soldiers took medical kits to take care of the wounded.
Patat greeted thirty people and then set off with Stryker, but the wails of the wounded and their smell made him uncomfortable.
This attack lasted only two or three minutes, but it caused hundreds of casualties, and there were only six opponents. Patat shuddered at the thought of such enemies being everywhere on the planet.
The co-pilot of the car was also following him, holding a laser pistol in his hand and staring nervously at the dark forest around him.
The team walked in the jungle for about five minutes. Just when Patat was about to chat with Stryker, the sound of whistling gunfire came along the right side.
For a time, everyone hurriedly evaded. People quickly opened the safety guards of various weapons with a click, and the hum of power batteries also sounded.
Stryker did not panic, but immediately turned on the portable communicator.
"Hedgehog, what happened, please answer!"
"A firefight occurred! We were suppressed, damn, the throne is up! That's..."
Communication There was a sudden interruption, and Stryker stood up quickly and looked at Patat.
"You and the rest of the 183rd Regiment are following me, and the others will form a covering formation!"
The Catachans began to set off, and Patat walked while checking whether his pistol could fire.
Although he was scared, he was also proud because Stryker did not exclude him even when all combatants were needed to participate in the battle.
"Hedgehog! Hedgehog!"
"Sir, I'm here!"
Several Catachan tough men are huddled behind the shelter formed by the fallen tree trunks.
"Tell me what you found."
With a slide, Stryker arrived behind the fallen giant tree. This tree was as thick as two people and was perfectly suitable as a bunker.
Patat also climbed over with difficulty, raised his pistol over his shoulder, and fired fiercely forward.
The laser shattered the leaves in front of them, and then the opponent fired back with a bolter, exploding pieces of bark and causing the decaying sap to splash.
(End of this chapter)