Chapter 1093: The sea of corpses
The area chosen by the Star Knights to attack may not be the location with the most enemies, but it must be the place with the deepest corruption.
In fact, the entire Attica Hive had been completely eroded by the power of Nurgle before it was bombed. Even large-scale orbital bombing did not completely erase this erosion.
Oily shiny green-black vines sprouted from the cracks in the ground, and most of the area was covered with a layer of wet green mold. The implants squirmed in contaminated growth, or on fuzzy wings. Buzzing through the thick air.
Sickly blue light radiates from the fungi, clustering randomly in corners that the bombing cannot reach.
The formation of the entire battle group has spread out, with the three assault teams at the front, forming an arc of protection in front of the command team, aiming their weapons at any enemies that may appear.
The assault team has two soldiers each armed with flamethrowers, while two veterans each are equipped with powerful melta guns, and the rest are armed with roaring chainswords and bolters. This is what they The ideal weapon for the desired close combat.
It is by relying on this terrible force that mankind has brought the entire galaxy to its knees.
Soshiyan led the command team into the battlefield. The Holy Sword burned a fierce red in his right hand, and the gorgeous melt pistol gave off a dim flash in his left hand.
Talos stood beside him, holding a chainsaw halberd in both hands, while Luko and Yazdan followed closely, one holding a plasma pistol and the other holding a melta pistol. The priest He also clutched the scepter tightly to his chest.
In front of the queue, a pile of corpses began to move.
Then one of the dead rebels retracted his arms and straightened awkwardly, revealing the horrific wounds covering his torso and neck.
The dead soldier's face was slack, his mouth was open wide, and his eyes were shining with mysterious green.
Soon, another corpse started to move, and so did the rest of the corpses, until the whole pile began to shake.
The entire battlefield was suddenly filled with swollen, rotting corpses. Men, women, old and young, some wearing gray workers' uniforms, some wearing militia uniforms, their slimy faces were twisted with expressions of pain or fear, and were covered by a sea of Covered in flakes of mold and wriggling maggots, many of the people's limbs were replaced by small pieces of skin or broken bones.
However, the horror hidden under their rotting bodies is far more terrifying than this -
The Black Legion's Chaos Lord 'Slug' Lex has transformed all of Attica's original millions of residents into Some kind of zombie-like existence!
As a captain of the original Death Guard, Lex is proficient in various zombie plagues. Once infected by those plagues, most mortals will become unconscious, walking corpses with rotting veins. Bubbling under paper-thin skin, a bullet to the head or dismemberment is the only way out of this pain, while those infected gather together and look for any uninfected creature, because that means there is something fresh. Live and plump flesh for feasting.
As tens of thousands of corpses began to stagger toward the stunned Astartes, sharp-eyed Soshyan spotted more than twenty unique, swollen, squirming individuals.
They were once humans, but their bones have softened and their muscles have stretched. Their shapes bear little resemblance to humans. Only their weak, twisted limbs and twisted, painful faces reveal what they once were. look like.
In the bodies of those individuals, Soshyan could clearly see twisted black bugs, curled up in the jelly-like bodies of the infected, and as they matured, they continued to fly out of the pustules and facial features of the infected.
Very disgusting.
"Focus on attacking those unique mutant individuals. I have marked the characteristics of the opponent and try to destroy them with incendiary weapons!"
Soshiyang gave the order, and then in the fire-spraying Led by a Land Raider, the commandos entered the wide, fungus-filled passage.
The zombie tide rushed towards them from three sides. The enemy showed preliminary mastery of tactics and tried to split the Space Marine formations from different directions.
They made almost no sound as countless rotting corpses staggered out of the corners, attacking the front of the advancing assault force and trying to block the Astartes' advance from both sides.
The flames hissed, the passage filled with hot promethium, and bullets whizzed by from all directions, hitting the advancing corpses in the head. The Astartes continued to fire, creating a line of fire.
The dead try to hold back the warriors in sheer numbers, almost literally stretching on.
The chainsword roared, cutting off limbs, tearing apart corpses, and decapitating heads.
But there’s always more to come.
The Emperor's angels stood side by side, not yielding an inch to the corpses.
In the center of the group, Soshyan loudly encouraged his warriors and brought down body after body with his pistol. Talos also joined the battle with his own chainsaw and halberd, giving The enemy took terrible casualties.
The battle lasted for a long time, and the zombie tide put increasing pressure on the Astartes——
“Call for bombing!”
Ten minutes later, anger pierced the clouds, and the light spear from the Eternal Loyalty struck down.
In a few seconds, a pillar of fire connected the earth and the sky. The sound of thunder came a moment after the striking light arrived, and the world trembled with the burst of energy and the purifying rumble of destruction.
Iron fists descended from the sky, bombarding the enemy.
Almost at the same time, the salvo ended and the fire disappeared, leaving a dim glow, like a blue scar left by dawn.
But the thunder did not stop, it continued, the sound became louder and louder, and finally turned into a huge wave.
The crackling sound of energy did not stop, and the air was filled with the smell of ozone.
The fire broke out among the corpses, which was an expansion of the destructive power of the light spear strike.
The fiery scream, intense and focused, penetrated the clouds, the sky glowing orange and the clouds boiling with ecstatic rage.
Finally, the explosions stopped, the work was completed, and the anger in the sky turned into crimson blood.
Then, inevitably, the pressure begins to subside.
The commandos began to push forward as their weapons began to hiss as they cooled, filling the air with the stench of smoke and burnt flesh.
The command team followed the leading assault team and advanced along a carpet of burning ruins and torn earth. The scene of carnage was unbearable. Less than a hundred meters away, Sosh Young found himself walking on a courtyard strewn with broken bodies.
In a few places, his boots even sank into a pile of blood and bone, almost to the knees.
But the Astartes continued to advance relentlessly, trampling their enemies beneath their feet.
Then, without warning, the aisle widened in front and turned into a huge square, filled with supernatural energy.
(End of this chapter)