Chapter 333: The Rise of the Primarch: Chainsword and Axe (Part 1)

"For the Emperor!"

Terra Calendar M42K.0002—Day 7 of the Defense of Terra/Moscow Hive "Singing Fountain" Position

Along with the roaring shouts, the eye-catching heavy machine gun muzzle roared, and the dazzling light of fire drove the firing device to operate quickly as the finger pulled the trigger. Strings of thick bullets tied in the ammunition chain were shaken from the ammunition box. Drag it into the barrel of the gun and shoot it into the distance with the roar of the gun like the emperor himself.

The soldier of the Tadashi Academy wearing a unique black helmet is sitting behind a sandbag. His chest is very handsome. Just like those awesome and handsome Astra Militarum heroes in the Imperial war movies, there are ammunition chains hanging on the left and right sides of his chest. The gold Copper-colored bullets were inserted into the bullet chains and hung from his chest, crossing each other.

The loyal heir of Zhongsi Academy held the trigger of the heavy machine gun in front of him with both hands. He roared while pressing the trigger to fire. The roaring gun body sent a huge recoil force to his arms with every shot. The arm conducts the power of the gun to the whole body, causing the cross bullet chain hanging on the chest to swing back and forth.

The machine gunner's eyes moved repeatedly through the sight in front of the machine gun. With every turn he made, a whole line of fire shot through. The bright red line of artillery fire roared from the ruined city streets. However, those flying bullets instantly knocked an inhuman monster to the ground.

The monster with a head that resembled a ram but walked upright on arms and legs was instantly torn apart by the roaring heavy machine gun bullets. The fur-covered body was pierced by countless holes from the bullets fired like a torrential rain, and then became like a piece of broken flesh. The cloth was torn to pieces in an instant.

The monster fell to the ground with a bang, but behind it, another upright monster with a bull's head quickly jumped out. He stood on the ruins of the street with a wood-cutting machine gun in both hands and roared in a voice that sounded like a mixture of animals and humans. He said, "Die! Human bastard! Follow your false emperor and die!"

It opened its big mouth and flicked out the cow tongue under it. The red tongue swung left and right with the recoil of the logging gun in its hand. In the disgusting saliva splashing, a series of gunfire burst out from the muzzle of the logging gun. , a series of artillery fire roared towards the square at the end of the street.

Countless bullets bombarded the sandbags and bulletproof shield walls. The defensive position built around the fountain statue in the square was blown away by the fierce firepower. Behind the bull-headed monster were more inhuman beasts, but they were not demons either. Rushing into the streets, they fired violently at the Imperial positions with whatever good or shabby weapons they had.

Those things are mutants, mutated human descendants hidden deep underground in every hive city. They have been distorted to varying degrees due to the influence of subspace pollution or the harmful radiation discharged from the empire's factories to the hive. , thus becoming the current appearance where people don’t look like humans and ghosts don’t look like ghosts.

Although they are not demons, they are not trusted. Their uncontrollable mutant genes cannot even be regarded as sub-humans, and their thoughts are more susceptible to corruption and bewitchment by Chaos, not to mention that Xia nest is an outlaw. The land is filled with violent gangs and heretical cults.

So most of the mutants are at best illegals, working for gang thugs, and at worst they are directly members of the Chaos Cult. In fact, most of the main members of the Imperial Chaos Cult are such mutants, and they have been trapped throughout their lives. Rejected by the Empire and executed upon discovery, most mutants had no choice but to turn to Chaos in order to survive, which also allowed the cult to grow under every city, like a tumor.

And these mutants are the spreading parts of cancer cells. They continue to multiply, combine with other nest residents and give birth to descendants of depravity and corruption. They are like a group of pests that can never be killed, no matter how you try. If these mutants are wiped out, wildfire will burn them out, and they will reappear again with the spring breeze.

So in the end, most of the planetary governments and residents adapted to them. They acquiesced in allowing these unclean bastards to hide in the garbage dumps and polluted streets of their lower nests, as long as they did not come up to disturb the residents of the empire, and this It will eventually lead to disaster.

When there are more and more mutants, the cult will continue to grow, and eventually they will summon their own Chaos masters. When the demons of Chaos set foot on the surface of the planet, these mutants, who have been oppressed and hunted by the empire for many years, will Taking up arms, he surged from the darkness of his lower lair, unleashing rage and brutality upon those Imperials who had oppressed him his entire life.

The crazy mutants roared and opened fire on the imperial positions in the square. The violent barrages clanged on the shield wall. Dean Cullen, who was hiding behind, peered out through the shooting hole with a laser gun. Countless artillery fire hit the shield wall in front of him, sparks were flying, and the mutants were swarming in from the streets.

"Stand up! Fire! Stop those bastards!" Cullen yelled at the soldiers of Tadashi Academy and the local defense force in the trenches beside him. He then stood up first and picked up the laser gun in his hand and fired continuously, eye-catching The red light shone on his face, and the whizzing light bullets shot down the mutants who rushed to the edge of the square.

Cullen then turned the gun around, aiming the laser gun at the exposed mutant machine gunner standing on the ruins in the distance. He vented his firepower at the Empire with his fanatical cult beliefs and anger, but he completely overlooked one point, or these mutants often lacked proper military training. For example, he knew that he was a heavy firepower unit that would be hit first, but he didn't even find a shelter.

He paid the price for this. The bull-headed mutant's head was shattered by a shot, and the whistling light bullet pierced and tore his face apart. The shattered skull and the limp body fell to the ruins on the street.

"Fire! Kill them!" Cullen roared and continued to shoot with his gun. He immediately knocked down several mutants to the ground. Soon, the imperial guards around him got up one after another. They stood behind the trenches and sandbags and fired fiercely with their long and short guns.

The mutants who rushed to the square were immediately shot down in groups. The whistling light bullets swept through the crowd like a sickle harvesting wheat fields in autumn. Mutants were harvested and killed one by one. The barrage of bullets plowed through the ruined streets and the periphery of the square like a rainstorm. Countless bodies fell on the road covered with gravel and concrete blocks.

Cullen raised one leg and stood on the sandbag. He stood out for a short time and fired continuously with the laser gun in his hand. The soldiers of Zhongsi Academy and the local defense army were all around him who were shooting forward with him. They were either crawling or half-crouching behind the shooting ports of sandbags and bulletproof shields to vent their firepower.

Cullen held the gun and shot down a mutant who rushed up with a grenade with the aiming device of the laser gun. The monster with horns on the ram's head was knocked to the ground, and the grenade in his hand fell to the ground, and then killed several other mutants following him.

"Heavy bombs! We need heavy firepower support!" Cullen turned his head and yelled at the massive mutants swarming from the street, and soon turned his head back to continue shooting. The mutants who rushed over were shot and fell to the ground, leaving charred bullet holes on their bristly bodies.

The mutants rushed into the square relying on their huge numbers and the dense firepower formed by them. These endless scums were like ants that could not be killed cleanly. For every mutant killed by the Imperial Guards, ten would jump out to fill their positions.

The boundless beast frenzy rushed to the positions on the square with roars. Cullen watched the trench at the front being crushed by the beast nest. The Imperial soldiers standing in the trench kept shooting outward. Although they killed a large number of mutants, they still rushed up relying on their huge numbers.

The roaring beasts rushed to the edge of the trench with guns in their hands, and fired at the trench with the broken guns in their hands. The soldiers of the Empire were twitched and fell to the ground in the dense firepower. Those who were not dead were immediately jumped into the trenches, and the weak mutant cannon fodder wielding machetes roared and hacked to death.

Their machetes kept waving in the air, and blood was splashed everywhere. Cullen picked up the laser gun and shot a mutant standing on the trench. His chest was shot through. The other mutants standing around the monster immediately noticed Cullen. They raised their guns and were about to fire at Cullen when they were beaten into pieces by a burst of dense artillery fire.

Dean Cullen held his gun and looked back at the direction of the roaring fire. It was a Leman Russ main battle tank. The silver-gray mechanical body moved its thick tracks and rumbled onto the square. The tall tank stopped at the fountain behind Cullen. The commander on its back was holding the coaxial explosive machine gun on the turret and firing fiercely at the front.

The whistling explosive fire net swept over Cullen's head. The newly formed barrage quickly killed all the mutants in the trenches in the distance. Their bodies shattered and collapsed under the bombardment of the explosives. The splattered flesh and blood were splashed everywhere with blood mist. Soon the commander turned the muzzle and fired another round at the mutants who rushed into the square from the other side.

Cullen looked at the commander who was sitting on the edge of the turret, and the Leman Russ under him slowly raised the muzzle. The thick muzzle fired a shot instantly, and the shell that drilled out of the muzzle rotated and hit the charging mutants. The huge explosion instantly killed a large group of mutants.

The charging mutants were suppressed, and Cullen raised the gun in his hand with a smile on his face, "Everyone keep firing! Shoot them back"

Before the dean finished speaking, the Leman Russ behind him exploded in an instant, and its turret was instantly blown away. The high-thrown turret flew several times in the air and fell to the ground. The burning tank wreckage was burning in front of Cullen's eyes.

Cullen turned his head in surprise and looked behind him. He saw the traitor Astartes standing on the ruins of the street with wide eyes. The traitor in black power armor was carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder. He threw away the thick rocket launcher directly after destroying Leman Russ.

Before he stood up and sprinted, another traitor in crimson armor had already rushed up beside him. He had an iron chain tied to one arm, holding a roaring chain saw axe in his palm, and a bolt pistol in the other hand and roaring as he rushed up.

Cullen looked at the traitor who rushed up quickly. The dean raised his gun and fired at him continuously. The other soldiers around him also fired at full force to try to stop him, but all the light bullets and physical bullets hitting him were like scraping. The red giant rushed across the square in the clanging bombardment.

He even completely ignored the mutants along the way. Those unlucky mutants were knocked over and crushed by him, and were trampled to death by their "angels" while wailing. The crimson blood giant rushed into the square. He raised the grenade launcher in his hand and fired two shots in a row. Each shot could instantly kill every soldier around Cullen.

Their bodies shattered and exploded under the muzzle firepower of the Astartes guns that fired during the sprint. Cullen looked at the giant who was almost in front of him and raised the laser gun in his hand. He pointed at the red giant who rushed in front of him with a big step and raised the chain saw axe high.

"For the Emperor!" Cullen roared and looked directly at the giant in front of him. He also roared and injected his nameless anger into the chain saw axe. He whistled and chopped his battle axe at Cullen in front of him.

But the moment before the battle axe took a look at Cullen, a stabbing chain saw sword blocked his head. The chain saw sword blocked the chopped chain saw axe, and the saw teeth of the two weapons collided with each other and sprayed dazzling sparks.

Cullen looked up at the yellow-armored warrior who appeared beside him. He held a chainsaw sword and blocked in front of Cullen to save him. Cullen looked at the shoulder armor of the tall giant and saw the symbol on his shoulder, "Imperial Fist!"

The Imperial Fist pushed the traitor in front of him back with a backhand push. He drew back the chainsaw sword in his hand and stabbed it with lightning speed. The chainsaw sword that shot out like golden lightning pierced the traitor's chest before he could make any counterattack. The tall red giant fell to his knees.

The Imperial Fist warrior drew out his sword and rushed out before the traitor fell to the ground. He strode towards the ruins in front of the square with the chainsaw sword in his hand and rushed towards the traitor Astartes who appeared on the street.

Cullen watched him rush through the herd of mutants. The tall giant rushed through them like a steamroller. He turned around and slashed a whole row of mutants into pieces with a sword. He held the chainsaw sword in his hand and killed the red traitors who were also rushing towards him on the street.

Cullen looked in that direction, and suddenly another Space Marine stepped beside him. He turned his head to look at an Ultramarines beside him with heavy footsteps. He raised his leg and stepped on the trench with the grenade in his hand, firing continuously. The roaring bombs flew out of the muzzle with a whistle as he shot.

The Extreme Warrior stood beside Cullen and fired fiercely. He lowered his head and looked at Cullen beside him and nodded, "Keep fighting, warrior, we will repel them together!"

The words of the tall blue giant were like a raging fire poured into the lighthouse brazier, igniting Cullen's inner fighting spirit in an instant. The dean nodded fiercely and looked at the other guards behind him, "You heard what the adults said! Kill them!"

Cullen roared and turned to fire fiercely. Behind him, other soldiers who also rekindled their fighting spirit under the words of the loyal angels swarmed into the trenches. They rushed out from all corners of the square, and all the soldiers raised their guns and fired fiercely at the battlefield.

Among the soldiers who rushed into the position, more than a dozen guards and members of Zhongsi Academy worked together to unload a paralyzed self-propelled artillery from the back, and the multi-barreled automatic cannon mounted on the mobile trailer was also dragged up. They carried guns, regardless of their units and military branches, and united as one to deliver the heavy automatic cannon that could only be towed by armored vehicles to the position.

The armored chassis crashed to the ground, and the surrounding infantry soldiers immediately rushed away with their guns and joined the brothers in the trenches. The artillerymen who pushed the automatic gun up with them immediately climbed onto the gun body and quickly began to operate the automatic gun. With their cooperation, the muzzle slowly lowered, and then the multi-barrel automatic gun instantly began to roar for the first time.

The whistling rapid-fire shells bombarded both sides of Eisenstein, and the dust flew around the shells. A large amount of gravel and soil was blown up and thrown into the air, but at the same time, the mutants were also killed. They were blown to pieces around Eisenstein, and the flying bodies danced around in the air.

Eisenstein rushed forward wielding his chainsaw sword on the battlefield amidst the artillery fire. He faced several World Eaters coming at him, dodging, stabbing and slashing. One by one, the World Eaters in red armor were chopped to the ground by the company commander's chainsaw. Their power armors shattered into steel fragments under the roar of the chainsaw.

The company commander turned sideways to block the chainsaw axe that was chopped from the side. He looked at the roaring World Eater in front of him. It seemed that all his rationality had been burned out in the eternal wrath of Khorne. What was left was only the purest desire for killing, the desire for blood and death.

In short, his brain was mad, and so were his brothers. Eisenstein looked at the angry incarnation of Khorne. He held the chainsaw sword in front of him with one hand, and then used his huge shoulder armor to hit him in the face. The World Eater took a long step back, and when he stood firm, he looked up and saw a chainsaw sword stabbing at him.

The roaring chainsaw pierced his head, and the chainsaw sword was directly inserted into his head. The World Eater, who was dead but still standing because of the support of the power armor, let the sword continue to be inserted into his head, hanging in the air like a weapon rack.

Eisenstein walked past him, and after taking a few steps forward, he squinted slightly and looked at the end of the street. A figure also emerged from the smoke at the other end of the street, and the figure rushed towards Eisenstein and expanded rapidly.

Captain Eisenstein looked at the shadow and suddenly drew out his chainsaw sword and rushed forward. The World Eater behind him finally lost his balance due to the force of the withdrawal and finally collapsed to the ground.

The heavy iron feet instantly crushed the brick and stone ground under his feet. Eisenstein rushed forward in one step. It was another World Eater Berserker. He rushed forward with a roar and a chainsaw axe in his hand. The mark of Khorne was branded in the center of the front of his helmet, which meant that he was a champion, a champion warrior favored by Khorne.

He roared and rushed towards Eisenstein with fanatical enthusiasm, and he looked quite excited, just like a greenskin who saw a good fight. The champion roared and raised the chainsaw axe to chop at the rapidly approaching

But Eisenstein slammed into the World Eater, and he was knocked back several steps. When he raised his head, Eisenstein had already rushed forward quickly, and the chainsaw sword whistled and chopped down as he turned around.

The World Eater raised the chainsaw axe in his hand to block the whistling chainsaw head-on. The roaring chainsaw axe and chainsaw sword collided with each other, and the saw teeth bit each other. The World Eater looked at the helmet displayed by the Imperial Fists in front of him. He looked at the face of the warrior in front of him through the flying sparks.

The World Eater kicked Eisenstein in the abdomen fiercely, and the captain of the Imperial Fists was kicked back several steps. Eisenstein's iron feet stepped on the ground and crushed the ground under his feet in the collision and friction. The spray of gravel spread around his feet.

The captain turned his head and saw the World Eater leaping out of the smoke. He roared and leaped out of the thick smoke. The blood-red armor broke through the smoke and fell from Eisenstein's head. The captain looked at the fallen ten thousand year old traitor veteran and grabbed his chainsaw sword from the ground and stabbed him head-on.

The chainsaw sword and the axe brushed past each other, and the chainsaw axe in the hands of the champion warrior of Khorne whizzed down from the side of Captain Eisenstein's helmet. The roaring slices shattered the green olive laurel headdress on the side of the helmet, and the broken green crystals and golden threads bloomed in front of the display window of Eisenstein's red helmet.

The chainsaw axe hit Eisenstein's shoulder at once, and the inner part of the shoulder side of the power armor was neatly cut off by the axe blade. The roaring chainsaw hit Eisenstein's shoulder, and blood spurted out along with the steel fragments. The red blood sprayed on the side of Eisenstein's golden helmet, but the captain did not have any intention of stopping because of this.

The Son of Dorne roared and thrust out a sword. The Chainsaw Sword instantly stirred up smoke and pierced the chest of the World Eater. The champion warrior of the Blood God also roared because of the pain in his abdomen. He fiercely pressed down the chainsaw in his hand, and the roaring slices further tore the shoulders of Captain Eisenstein, but that would only make the captain stronger.

In the pain, the son of Dorne did not cry out in pain. He grabbed the hilt of the Chainsaw Sword fiercely, and then suddenly turned it to one side in the abdomen of the World Eater. His abdomen was torn open by the fast-rotating chainsaw inserted in his flesh, and blood spurted out of the hole.

The moment the scarlet blood spurted out of the hole, it just happened to spray all on Eisenstein's helmet. The red lens was dyed redder by the blood of the World Eater. The captain roared and endured the severe pain in his shoulder and strode forward. He used his shoulder that was chopped by the chainsaw to push the leaping World Eater on his shoulder, and then strode forward.

The World Eater champion was pinned to his shoulder armor by Eisenstein, and his abdomen was pinned because it was pierced by the chainsaw sword. The World Eater roared angrily, and Eisenstein also roared and strode forward, hitting the World Eater hard and sending him flying. His body slipped off the chainsaw sword due to inertia, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The World Eater fell to the ground, holding his abdomen with a big hole in it and raising his head, and then he saw Eisenstein who was also stepping and leaping up. He fell from mid-air holding the chainsaw sword in both hands, and the roaring chainsaw pierced the World Eater's helmet like a cannonball. The helmet with the brass skull of Khorne's gift was instantly shattered, and the brass skull on it was also shattered into countless golden residues under the impact of the chainsaw.

Captain Eisenstein pierced the face of the World Eater with a sword, and the chainsaw instantly pierced out from the back of his head. The brain mixed with sticky blood stuck to the slices of the chainsaw and pulled out long sticky threads. The World Eater fell to the ground with a bang. Eisenstein stood on him, one hand on the hilt of the sword, and the other hand on his bleeding shoulder.

The captain raised his head and looked at the thick smoke in front of him. The smoke that filled the battlefield seemed to dissipate like a curtain rising. Behind the thick fog was a group of World Eaters and Black Legion traitors. They stood on the streets full of building debris of various sizes with bolt guns and chainsaw swords.

Some stood on tall building rubble, some straddled two bricks and debris piled on the street, and more people stood in the middle of the road. All the traitors looked at Eisenstein.

Eisenstein looked at the rebel legions in front of him. He grasped the chainsword in front of him with one hand and pulled it out of the World Eater's head. The fallen warrior's head was lifted up for a moment, and then immediately fell back to the ground because of the pulled out blade.

Eisenstein held the chainsaw sword tightly in his hand. He slowly raised the blade and pointed it at the traitors in front of him. One of the traitors standing on the street drew his chainsaw axe. He stepped forward to challenge Eisenstein. This would be a glorious duel, one-on-one, and no one could interfere.

The World Eater walked out from his brothers, but he was stopped by a battle axe that hit his chest just after he took a few steps. He stopped and turned his head to look at the warrior holding the battle axe that stopped him. That was also a World Eater, but he had a strong bare arm. There was no armor or protection on that arm, and his skin and flesh were directly exposed in front of him.

Holding the chainsaw axe in his strong arm, he used the battle axe to hit the chest of the advancing World Eater. Logically, the World Eater who had his glory taken away from him should be extremely furious, and he might even challenge the brother who stopped him on the spot to take back his glory.

But he didn't. He looked at the warriors passing by and immediately put his iron fist on his chest and bowed his head. The World Eater retreated back to his brothers. The World Eater with bare arms carried the huge chain saw axe and walked towards Eisenstein in the square. The huge helmet on his head had a pair of steel horns, which just formed the symbol of Khorne himself.

He walked slowly towards Eisenstein, and the unique plush earrings on both sides of the helmet swayed with his steps. Eisenstein looked at the World Eater who was silent but exuded an indescribable sense of oppression. He walked out of his brothers and walked onto the square.

The World Eater warrior favored by Khorne walked a few steps away from Eisenstein. He suddenly threw a syringe to Eisenstein, and the captain caught the potion at once. He lowered his head and looked at the green potion lying quietly in his hand. He recognized it at a glance as the Mandrake Cell Potion, an emergency healing agent used by Space Marines to quickly heal wounds, stop bleeding and restore muscle structure after injection.

And it seemed that in order to let him use it with confidence, the potion was stripped from an unknown Astartes of the loyal regiment of the Empire. The side of the syringe was branded with the Empire's Sky Eagle logo and the double helix snake logo.

The captain raised his head and looked at the World Eater in front of him. The World Eater with bare arms and thick iron chains on his forearms stood a few steps away from him with his battle axe hanging down. He raised his head slightly to indicate Eisenstein's reagent.

"Inject it, I won't fight the wounded." The World Eater said in a low voice.

The captain certainly knew what he meant. Eisenstein slightly turned his head to look at the traitors behind him. The traitors behind him were staring at them silently outside the square. No one intervened. Everyone waited silently, waiting for this glorious duel moment.

Eisenstein glanced at the wound on his shoulder, then suddenly injected the potion into it. With the insertion of the injection needle, the green Mandela healing fluid was instantly injected into his body. Under the efficient repair of the potion, the horrific wound on his shoulder quickly stopped bleeding and scarred.

The captain of the Imperial Fists pulled out the empty potion and threw it on the ground. After he stood firm, he stepped over the body of the World Eater on the ground. He walked to an open position and raised the chainsaw sword in his hand to the World Eater in front of him.

"I am Eisenstein Batalov, the captain of the 4th Company of the Imperial Fists. Who am I fighting?"

"Kahn."

The World Eater said briefly, and then raised the chainsaw axe in his hand and pointed it at Captain Eisenstein. Under his blood-red helmet, his eyes stared at Captain Eisenstein, and then he took his own steps and raised the battle axe to chop at Eisenstein.

The chainsaws collided with each other again.