Chapter 928 Skyfire Burns Demonic Atmosphere
“All teams, gather at my position, form a wedge formation, kill the enemy first!”
Under the cover of Thunder Eagle’s dive and strafing, Eleven The company began to advance towards the position of the Black Legion warband, their ferocious fire slicing through the Heretics' armor and tearing it to shreds.
Taros kills heretics like he is cutting wheat with a scythe. His power sword cuts through armor and flesh with a blinding golden arc, and roars to stimulate the surrounding warriors to do greater things. With such effort, the massacre looked extremely magnificent.
Explosions and gunfire filled the air, and the scream of plasma and the click of bombs symphonized into an all-devouring climax.
Bahram commanded the soldiers to use armor-piercing rockets to smash through the enemy's temporary roadblock. Three Chaos Space Marines armed with explosive weapons came into view. The weapons in their hands spat out bright arrows at the soldiers of the 11th Company who had just broken through the roadblock. The flames of death.
Recruit Heli fell, his arm turned into a bloody stain, and his flesh and armor melted together into a melted stain.
Although his armor sprayed painkilling ointment, it was impossible for the warrior to stand again.
"Kelov!!"
Bahram shouted.
"Deal with them!!"
Operator of the mysterious heavy plasma machine gun, Kailov turned his weapon, and then the wail of plasma cut through the screams of bullets and booming explosions, hundreds of rounds of plasma It tore through the three Chaos Space Marines in seconds.
Even long after they were dead, the bullets continued to tear them into pieces.
“Enough!”
Bahram shouted:
"It is a waste to waste ammunition needlessly, cool down quickly!"
"Yes, deputy company commander."
Kelov lowered his head and began to manually release the superheated plasma gas.
“This won’t happen again.”
Boom————————!
Suddenly, there was an explosion, a building in front collapsed, and the flames around the battlefield also jumped into the sky.
Taros stood on the ruins, with a few more scratches on his armor. At the same time, there was a headless corpse under his feet. The bracket behind the corpse was full of heads. There was no doubt that He is a champion, so naturally, he should be the commander of this attack.
The battle soon ended and the soldiers gathered in a circle to give thanks for their victory and to offer prayers to the spirits of their fallen comrades. This ceremony was presided over by Bahram.
"Remember them, remember the dead brothers, let them live in your memory, in your soul, and when you come to the end one day, they will come to greet you."
When Talos said these words, everyone lowered their heads and stared deeply at the corpse placed on the ground.
Starting from the landing on Pai Shang, the 50-man Eleventh Company had a total of 9 casualties, almost reaching a 20% death rate.
Of course, the enemies they destroyed were several times this number - although the number of enemy deaths is still unknown, Bahram knew that it would be high because they did not leave any survivors.
The one who invested the most was Sablin, because three people in his team were killed.
During this process, he was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the hand of his fallen brother.
When Bahram finished his prayer, he stood up. His armor and weapons were stained red with the blood of his enemies.
Bahram looked at him and patted the other man's shoulder lightly.
"They fought with bravery and glory, and they can be an example for us."
Sablin just closed his eyes, and then opened them again, but with a little more determination.
"My command is still very immature, but there will be no next time."
Bahram nodded. In addition to encouraging the soldiers to learn great heroic feats, he also Responsible for looking after the mental health of the company - sometimes he even speculated whether the Chapter Master planned to make him a Chaplain in the future.
But to be honest, he was quite afraid of Yazdan. "Adults."
Suddenly, a voice sounded, and the soldiers all turned their heads.
In the smoke, Stryker and his Catachan soldiers, covered in blood, walked over. They had been waiting for half an hour. Although they didn’t know what these imperial demigods were doing, they No one had the guts to bother.
But Stryker felt that it was okay to wait like this. Seeing that the other party was showing signs of ending, he bravely walked over.
"Is that Colonel Stryker?"
Taros looked at the temporary governor and supreme commander of the Pavilion Star. He had to say that in such an environment, a mortal could actually persist for more than a year. It was simply incredible. It's a miracle.
So he had to look at these soldiers differently.
“Yes.”
Stryker nodded, suddenly realizing that he had forgotten what he wanted to say.
"I will contact you about this later -"
"Captain Talos!"
Suddenly, the driver's urgent voice sounded from the communicator.
“There’s a situation!”
Needless to say, Talos has already felt the stench rising to the sky and the shaking of the earth.
When they reached the edge of the fortress's ruined parapet, they saw a shocking sight.
Under the dim blood-colored moonlight, a piece of "land" is moving rapidly, but if you look carefully, you will find that it is neither the earth nor the ocean.
It was a living wave, a living carpet made of dark green rotting flesh, bound by the raging power of subspace and covered in nightmare-like roars, rolling and engulfing everything.
Nothing in the galaxy can compare to it, no other species can do this, no sentient life can fuse and twist itself into this amorphous distortion.
Devils, overwhelming demons, and the demons of the God of Decay.
"God Emperor——"
Stryker was also shocked. He had encountered demons attacking the city more than once, but none of them could compare with this scale.
The fortress is like a tiny stone in front of this turbulent sea of corruption, and it is estimated that it will be submerged in an instant.
“Company Commander.”
Bahram looked at Talos, but the other person suddenly raised his right arm.
"Don't worry."
Just as the rumbling wave of demons quickly approached the fortress, it suddenly dawned.
To be precise, it was illuminated.
As if it was the anger of the Emperor himself, golden beams of light suddenly fell from the sky, penetrating the thick clouds and igniting the stench that filled the earth.
In an instant, the mountains shook and the earth shook, ghosts cried and gods howled, and scorching winds swept across the earth, making everyone a few miles away unsteady, and mortals needed to hold on to something solid to avoid being blown away. , even some people’s eyebrows and hair were burnt and curled.
And the surging demonic tide received the most direct blow, and was wiped out in the blink of an eye. No matter how huge or tiny they were, they could not survive the devastating orbital bombardment.
About ten seconds later, the demonic tide disappeared, and there were several scorch marks more than 20 kilometers long on the ground, as if someone had scratched it hard with a charcoal pen.
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