Chapter 197 Accidents and Sacrifices
At the edge of the Nameless Mountains, the main force of the Chaos Space Marines has already realized the existence of the threat.
The sporadic sentinels were killed head-on, which means that there must be champion-level counterparts here.
This process of lurking, approaching, and then killing with one blow is a very familiar and headache-inducing combat style for them.
It can be said that if it were not for the fact that the warriors of the abusers had not taught him a lesson in the nest city on the main battlefield of the planet, Trishi would not have thought of grabbing the task of clearing the outer battlefield.
But what you fear will come true. Even if the princes who don't want to get involved in the security war run to the satellite, they still encounter their most hated enemies.
But this time he has no way to retreat. The relatives who are staring at him are watching the performance of him and his warriors.
If they lose the battle or the performance does not satisfy them, the result will be the same darkness.
He knows that since there are warships hovering in orbit, the outcome of this battle has already been determined.
The array-level auspicious instrument makes the battlefield one-way transparent, and the firepower of the storm bird and the sword tail fighter is enough to cover the entire battlefield.
Any unorganized resistance will not be able to escape the fate of being wiped out in the face of such firepower and information advantages;
As for organized resistance, what should we do?
Let’s not talk about whether there is any here. Even if there is, the weapon officer of the macro cannon on the battleship must be very happy. He actually has a chance to show his ability here.
“We can obviously avoid any casualties!” he said bitterly.
But the malice of these villains with the blood of the Midnight Ghost is so obvious.
They are fearless and are definitely planning to sit on the sidelines and witness the last drop of blood of the emperor’s sons before they go down to the final harvest.
Treshi’s anger was brewing in his heart, and the terminator power armor dyed purple and embedded with tentacles seemed like a living thing.
The tentacles on his right arm were twitching aimlessly, with spikes and sharp teeth, magic eyes and scars filling the tentacles themselves.
The power claws on his left arm still retained their original appearance, but now the decomposition force field on them has also been activated.
Against the backdrop of the crackling force field, the sharp claw blades made a tooth-grinding metal scraping sound when opening and closing.
The surrounding warband members felt the lord's anger, and the entire army moved more carefully and cautiously.
"Notify the forward team to move faster! The big fish is here, don't get dragged too far!"
The main body of the mountains on the satellite is essentially the product of celestial collision. Since the arrival of human colonization, the atmosphere here has only a history of 5,000 years.
The metallic rocks on these mountains have not had the opportunity to experience the polishing of ten thousand years of mountain wind, and the raised edges are sharp and sharp.
As Taros fled all the way, these rocks brought a lot of scratches to his armor.
But his situation here is not bad, at least the chasing enemies have no chance to get close.
In addition to his experience of cooperating with bats in the legion, I believe that the midnight lords watching the battle in the sky now can also feel a different surprise.
Valk's situation was not bad either. As the descendant of Corax, he was also a rare descendant of the Legion known for his lurking.
Jumping between the rock shadows of the mountains and making good use of every inch of darkness in the short cycle of day and night, this was originally his favorite environment.
The team chasing him had to painfully discover that if they chased too closely, they might even be bitten back by him.
Both of these were considered good situations. In comparison, Arnold's situation was much more difficult.
But fortunately, the culture of the warband he was born in made him not fight unprepared battles. His escape along the way was combined with the effective use of the booby traps and ammunition he had planned to arrange, so he was not worried about his life for the time being.
The worst situation was Claudia's.
Her power armor was originally a compromise product made for mortals.
Without the neural interface attached to the Astartes' black shell, her power armor servo logic could only rely on motion feedback.
Her slow movements and the physical limits of mortals made her catch up with the Chaos Space Marines who came later before she escaped far.
The containment along the way has now gone to waste. How to save her life under the enemy's pursuit is her biggest problem now.
But the God of Fate likes to play tricks on those who are in trouble.
After climbing over a mountain and escaping from the sight of the emperor's sons with difficulty, she saw the scene she least wanted to see without even catching her breath:
At the foot of the mountain less than five kilometers away from her, she saw a wisp of smoke from the mortal survivors on this satellite.
Under the observation of her modified mechanical right eye, she could even see a mother and daughter sitting by the campfire, happily communicating something...
At another time and another place, she would definitely be happy to meet these survivors.
But now she is being chased behind her. Could it be that at the end of her life fighting for salvation, she will play the role of a "bird of death"?
That must be impossible!
She gritted her teeth, turned her head and climbed back from the mountain.
Under the gaze of the Chaos Space Marines who were less than a kilometer away from her, Claudia ran to the other side while raising the Bolter Gun in her hand.
While pouring out her anger on these slaves who succumbed to their desires, she shouted at them loudly:
"Come on! Bastards! I'm right here!"
This was not a precise and calm shooting.
The huge noise of firing with the trigger pulled once not only reminded the mortals behind the mountain, but also made the enemies and the other three comrades hear Claudia's inner strength from the gunshot.
"She is going to fight to the death, don't worry." This is the internal call of the Chaos Space Marine team.
"She has a problem there and can't leave."
This is the reason why the other three people are heavy in their hearts.
What to do? The three continued to contain the enemies behind them while trying to get closer to her.
But the enemies are also survivors of thousands of years of fighting. Their will may have collapsed, but their qualities are still there.
How could they allow these people to succeed?
The bullets fired like a rainstorm are not only an obstruction to the Chaos Space Marines, but also the last roar of the battle sister with only 20 rounds in the magazine.
"For the Emperor!"
The battle sister, who had no way to escape, threw the empty-barreled violent arrow gun, and then picked up the chainsaw sword at her waist and charged at the enemy.
The advantage of attacking from a high position was magnified to the extreme by her heroic leap, and she even split the head of an unprepared enemy in half.
But everything ended there. She was not facing an ordinary mortal, nor a scum like the defense army.
The fact that she was able to successfully exchange the son in anger was already a very shameful record for these Chaos Space Marines.
The chain sword swung at the enemy was easily blocked and knocked away.
The enemy relied on his height and weight, and the axe he swung was so powerful that even Calvin, who was teleported over, had no time to stop it.
He could only watch her being chopped from the shoulder armor, and her whole body was split in two with the scream of the chain axe.
"You! All of you will die!" Calvin, who had just teleported over, looked at the scene in front of him, suppressed his anger, and squeezed out a voice from his teeth.
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