Chapter 1746: Dance of the Fire Dragon
“It seems that the enemy is retreating.”
Yin Xiu glanced at the sensor display and found that a large number of target readings were moving.
"Let the Astra Militarum set up a cordon, we won't delay here."
The non-stop fire dragon company went west through the park where the upper nest was, and the rhinos and predators ran into it. A gate leading to the main road, Land speeders roared overhead, heading in the direction of attack, their assault guns, missile pods and heavy bolters firing storms of flames into the residential buildings, although there was almost no room inside. There is no goal anymore.
Although Salamanders are kind to their allies, they are equally cruel to their enemies.
When the people who were completely crazy and infected by the power of Chaos rushed toward the Salamander, Tu'shan only hesitated for a moment, but he knew very well that these people were hopeless.
The best relief is purification.
"Relieve them."
The fire dragon veterans picked up the heavy flamethrowers and deflagration guns in their hands, and then a wall of fire lit up the dim street in front of them, and a large number of madmen were burned instantly into ashes.
As a company of the Salamanders Chapter, the Fire Dragon Company contains the most experienced and accomplished veterans in the Chapter. These veterans often have dozens or hundreds of years of front-line combat experience and have experienced various wars in the Empire. They are veterans of hundreds of battles, and have seen the worst enemies the empire has ever encountered, and they are not all terminators. Among them are veterans who are marksmen with perfect accuracy, or veterans whose melee skills are superb. And these elites The veterans were armed with the best Salamander equipment. Not only did they have specially crafted power armor and power weapons, but they also included a large number of flamethrowers and explosive weapons left over from the Great Crusade era. The rarest and most unique of them was the Flame Breaker. projector.
This unique and complex fire weapon was designed by the Primarch Vulkan himself, making it much more powerful and elegant than the fire weapons commonly used by other Space Marines. This weapon can incinerate groups of enemies to ashes in a wide-area mode like a normal flame weapon, but it can also be fired in a focused mode, focusing the flames into a fiery beam. Although it has the disadvantage of being difficult to aim, it has the disadvantage of being difficult to aim. It is powerful enough to cut through most armored targets.
Mere numbers are meaningless in front of the fire dragon, dust is flying in the wind, and everything in front of everyone is burning.
The sound of gunfire from the hive spire not far away was also close to my ears.
The Mordian defense line fell after the fierce attack of hundreds of Chaos Space Marines. They could only retreat. Fighting street by street, the enemy was blocked in every building, delaying time with their lives. , and waited until the subspace sorcery dissipated.
However, the orders given by superiors are always to stand firm.
Tub Morris is a creature who takes orders, and he will obey them, or will die trying, his personal rage, his personal fatigue - these are inconsequential matters.
This is the quality that Mordian culture taught him: obedience, determination, and the courage to sacrifice for the throne.
After the 20th hour of fighting, the Modian 227th Regiment retreated to the refugee camp they wanted to protect. Most of the people here had already retreated further back, and those who had not retreated were ignored. A thousand Mordian Guardsmen were left behind to join the defense. They had to hold on to a kilometer-long line of makeshift walls, barricades, corpses and destroyed walkways, all while the enemy's long-range bombardment took turns. It had been severely damaged by the bombing.
Tub Morris walked along the iron road, without gloves, feeling the touch of the hilt of his sword.
"How many Space Marines have we killed before?"
He suddenly asked in a low voice to the political commissar beside him:
"I forgot."
"About two More than ten, maybe thirty"
"Ah, so many? It's a pity that Yael and the others died there. Although they are psykers, they are still excellent Mordians. ”
His voice was calm, trying to hide the sadness in his heart. "The first Space Marine I remember was killed by Yael. He used his psychic energy to crush the bastard's helmet and head."
After that, Mordian's regiment Chang looked out at the razed city, then looked down at the long and narrow retaining wall, which was covered with broken bunkers and remaining bloodstains.
Then he leaned against an intact wall, gasped, and glanced at the others worriedly.
“Everyone is exhausted, and the pain and fatigue we endure is unimaginable.”
"Hold on a little longer, and reinforcements will arrive."
"Reinforcements."
Tabo Morris gasped and turned around to look at the nest in flames in the distance. , even though the city was ravaged by fire, its ruins still stood.
"Enemy fire!"
A piercing scream sounded, and Thabo Morris and the political commissar immediately started running.
"Avoid the artillery, avoid the artillery."
More than 3,000 Mordians still fighting shouted to each other:
"Look for cover!"
Based on previous experience , the enemy's shelling will not be very long, and the opponent's shells are obviously not endless. Soon the iron guards left the bunker, returned to the parapet, raised their guns, and poured down the energy beam.
What appeared this time were not ordinary thugs. There were also a large number of red pirate mortal infantry wearing red bulletproof armor. Facing the hail of bullets from the Mordians, they also used laser guns and live ammunition rifles to attack them. .
Men on both sides fell in the first storm of bullets, but the Mordians, despite their smaller numbers, fired more accurately. After hundreds of Tyrant soldiers were killed, others hurriedly found cover to prevent themselves from being torn to pieces.
Tub Morris turned a blind eye to everything. He only saw a terrifying monster among the enemy forces.
That may be a space warrior, but it is much larger, three meters tall. The armor seems to be fused with flesh and blood. There is a toothless mouth on the twisted face. The peeling muscles and bones on its upper body were all exposed, and there were two faces on each side of its shoulders. When it screamed, it shouted a hundred different strange screams from its crawling throat.
At a certain moment, he felt that the other party was looking at him.
He didn't know how it saw him. There were no eyes in the empty sockets of this monster - none of its three faces had eyes, and all three of its mouths were howling. From the huge cave-like mouth Silently vomiting bile, fingers with countless joints clawed at the air randomly, and then suddenly sprinted over with legs.
Thabor Morris didn't know that this kind of being was called a Possessed Warrior, and they were the most terrifying type of Chaos Space Marines.
“Kill that bastard! Kill it!”
Although he didn’t know what it was, his instinct told him that this thing was extremely dangerous and he must not let it get close, otherwise they might all It was over - or at least it couldn't be allowed to rush in with heretical soldiers, so Thabo Morris immediately made a deployment.
(End of this chapter)