Chapter 1835 The Mad Army of Khorne
Although he was surrounded by a violent explosion, the traitor did not die under the protection of the power armor. He gave up the damaged melt gun and rushed out covered in flames. , but a rain of heavy explosive bombs covered his route of action and quickly knocked him to the ground.
Seemingly not worried about the unexpected loss of his comrades, a red pirate gathered the remaining hundreds of rebels around him to regroup and rush to Creed's location. A woman brought her automatic The rifle was shooting like crazy.
"Rot in hell, Imperial Dog!"
She screamed, firing as hard as she could, but the bullets sprayed around with no accuracy.
"Die, die -"
Then her words were cut off as a bullet slit her waist.
And the red pirate was also beaten in the intensive firepower, his whole body was covered in smoke and riddled with holes. When he fell, he let out a beast-like wail - maybe he felt that it was a shame to be killed by a mortal. , but could do nothing. Facing a mechanized infantry group with heavy firepower, the powerful individual Space Marines were so small.
Creed stared at the bloody torso, and all he could see was the woman's face, twisted with anger and hatred.
A dozen Chaos Space Marines did not turn the tide of the battle. In fact, they only held back the 8th Cadian Regiment for less than half an hour. Creed stood in the midst of the carnage, a dying Red Corsair. Lying at his feet, the filthy warrior's chest plate was torn away, revealing a tangled mass of flesh and mangled artificial sinew.
Suddenly, the red pirate's hand twitched, as if he was going to fight a trapped beast. Creed calmly pointed his bolt pistol at the armored head.
Bang!
As gunshots rang out, Jaran Kyle arrived at his captain's side, looking at the red pirate's head being blown away by the bomb, shaking his head.
"That's it, Space Marines."
"Because there aren't enough of them and they're teleported to inappropriate locations, if—"
Suddenly, a whistling sound attracted Creed's attention to the sky.
Five Thunderhawk fighter jets broke through the smoke and soared amid the dense ammunition of Hydra anti-aircraft guns, dragging their engines behind them and spitting out plumes of smoke.
These Thunderhawks tried to resist the rust from Chaos and the corrosion of countless years on the fuselage, and then they opened the old cargo bay one by one.
Creed saw a group of red figures falling from the sky at extremely fast speeds. These small red dots falling from the sky symbolized killing and fell quickly to the ground without even any deceleration buffer.
Based on years of experience, Creed knew that their arrival was full of violence.
Obviously these dozen red pirates were sent here not to die, but to delay the arrival of the truly deadly warriors.
"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God!!!"
This warband has no name - or in other words, these berserkers can't imagine the concept of "name". They are the World Eaters, too. Servants of the Blood God, in them, the madness of Khorne is vividly displayed.
The berserkers who gather from all sides of the galaxy are the most dangerous members of the Red Pirates. Some are attracted by the omens of never-ending battles and carnage in the chaotic world of the Maelstrom, while others are The purpose is to join a warband that can provide a large number of skulls to the gods they believe in. Whatever the reason, these feared remnants of the Legion are among the most vicious and bloodthirsty followers of Khorne in the Maelstrom. They want nothing more than to tear apart their cowardly prey in furious battles and orgies of destruction, and earn a formidable reputation for their ruthless bloodthirst and wanton fury that even the Hurons find difficult to restrain, but on the other hand It is also because they have almost no interest in power and only care about blood and skulls. Therefore, the Red Pirates often use these berserkers as front-line commandos or temporary firefighting teams into the most dangerous battlefields.
The fallen Space Marines roared like beasts as soon as they landed, and then moved forward quickly. The huge dark red power armor seemed like a tide of blood. They came for killing, and the chain axes in their hands buzzed. Sound.
Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood!
Kill! kill! kill! kill! kill! Inhuman roars floated in the air, where the berserker warriors completely unleashed their desire to kill. The huge anger drove them to no longer obey orders. These once blessed Astartes turned into the most inhuman creatures.
Their leader is a huge monster. While charging, he shakes his head and makes a deafening roar. His body has been integrated with the former Terminator armor. His mouth opened wide, revealing rows of sharp teeth and a long tongue. A large number of eyes were scattered on his head like spider webs. These eyes could help him sense the activities of the war gang. His right forearm had already been connected with the chain saw. The ax is integrated into one body, and his left hand is a double-linked bomb gun that spits magic bullets. His legs have been twisted, and his knees have undergone strange mutations, allowing him to run at a speed close to that of a vehicle with his bulky body.
“Skull Sacrifice!!!”
It seemed to be the only one among the berserkers who could speak completely. After shouting, it fired a burst of twin bolters from its hands. Two Cadian soldiers were collapsed to the side of the Chimera, and they were lifeless. When the remains of the vehicle fell to the ground, a pair of black stains were left on the outer shell of the vehicle.
The Cadian soldiers on the front line immediately pointed their laser guns at the crazy giant beast, but the opponent reacted with supernatural speed, roaring into the crowd while slashing down with a chain axe.
A buzzing sound sounded, and with a brief scream, a soldier's torso split open, and blood sprayed on the berserker leader.
Blood! The Blood God craves more blood!
Reason was extinguished like a candle, and it began to follow the instinctive anger. Soon, corpses were everywhere around him, and the bullets and even cannonballs that struck his armor were ignored by him, and the subtle emotions stirred up Pain will cause him to quickly change the target of his attack.
"Why are these bastards so hard? Heavy explosive shells can't hit them!"
Jalan Kyle screamed in surprise while shooting, these freaks with red mist on their bodies Not only can they eat bullets, but even if they are not hit directly by cannonballs, they will still be alive and vigorous when they climb up. The blood covering their bodies seems to have some kind of magic power, and fire-breathing weapons cannot be ignited at all.
And with the killing, they become faster and faster, more and more violent, and harder and harder. Some even break their hands and feet and they will immediately grow twisted mutant limbs.
What’s even more terrible is that with their killing and dedication, some obvious subspace mutations began to appear on the battlefield. For example, the hive city rebels who seemed extremely weak before began to become crazy and have blind eyes. Red, the skin is full of blood, the teeth become sharp, and the blood gathered on the ground begins to squirm, as if something is trying to break through the curtain of reality. (As the saying goes: If you don’t have enough firepower, you have to pray to the gods. You have the technology and I have the magic power)
“Don’t fight hard! Organize the firepower! Organize the firepower!”
Creed realized how difficult these ghosts were and immediately changed his order.
“We need to apply for space warrior support here!”
The correspondent immediately reminded him.
"Captain, the news came from above an hour ago. Space Marines are now deployed on all fronts. There are no extra troops in orbit for the time being. Therefore, we will not accept any support from Space Marines for at least three hours. Request!”
“My mother——”
Before Creed could even curse, he had to leave his position——
Because a Khorne believer jumped in front of him brandishing an ax with a strong smell of blood, the chain in his hand The saw ax struck at the leader of the 8th Cadian Regiment.
Today is New Year’s Eve. I wonder how everyone spent this New Year’s Eve? Whether you are with your family or away from home, you should have a good meal and a big meal. No matter what, you have to reward yourself with a day throughout the year, right?
(End of this chapter)