Chapter 360: Boarding Battle 2: Doubts

Calvin was walking on the main road on the uppermost level of the main body of the Lost Truth. While observing the furnishings and decorations here, he was also recalling the secret missions he had performed as an Alpha that were difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The main body of the passage here is extremely wide, and the corridors extend in all directions from the lower deck of the bridge at the rear end of the battleship to the flight deck at the bow.

Because it belongs to the living space of space warriors, this corridor is not only spacious but also extremely gorgeously decorated.

There is a lot of space on both sides of the tall passage, which should be used for decoration and writing the history of the regiment. But in view of the special chapter culture of the Alphas, there is nothing special in these positions except simple legion emblems and trophies.

The two direct companies under his command have been fully deployed. One company, after completing the occupation of the bow flight deck, is moving forward in multiple directions to clean the front end of the entire battleship in an orderly manner;

The other remaining direct company, together with the original body and the Honor Guard, advanced towards the bridge of the battleship. The battle ahead has begun, and Calvin, who finally broke away from the frontline battle after the first large group formed an army, is still strolling forward in the rear.

Before there was a target worthy of the original attack on the battlefield, he was still willing to wait a little longer to give the new Gray Knights more room to display.

boom!

A stray bullet from a heavy bolter flew from the fierce battle ahead. Without stopping, Calvin used the huge and ferocious blade of his lightning claw to split it open.

The warhead engraved with blasphemous inscriptions fell to the ground, with a neat cut in the middle and high-temperature steam rising slowly.

With heavy steps, Calvin continued to move forward among the corpses of Chaos Astartes lying everywhere in the corridor.

A seriously injured Alpha woke up from suspended animation and sat up in shock after seeing Calvin's burly and abnormal body.

"You! You are!"

boom! The war hammer, which was as tall as the Astartes, was as light as nothing in the hands of the original body. After holding a hammer in one hand to gain inertia, the original body's right hand waved lightly, causing the Alpha who was in shock and confusion to be swept away by Chaos. The entire upper body of the eroded Terminator's power armor was shattered beyond recognition.

"Who am I? You will know the answer when you go to confess to the Emperor, and my responsibility is to send you to see the Emperor..."

Calvin looked at the corpse in front of him and the blood splattered on the wall and replied in a low voice, but unfortunately his words were destined not to be known by the Alpha.

The rebels' counterattack was later than expected, probably because they had just recovered from the tactical attack by the Gray Knights; but judging from the intensity of their resistance, this group of traitors had an extremely determined will to resist.

But this does not affect the overall situation, because the Alphas face not only the attacks in front of them.

After the completion of the first wave of teleportation strikes, the subsequent Gray Knights who boarded landing torpedoes and fist assault boats also faced a huge threat in the flank battlefield opened after melting through the battleship armor.

What's more, the Gray Knights also have the "data" bonus given by the original body:

With the help of these overly detailed "audio and video materials", the equipment and tactical habits commonly used by the Alphas were all known to the Gray Knights;

In addition to some tactical language derived after the Great Rebellion, the Alphas' offensives are often easily seen through by the Gray Knights, and they are easily counterattacked at the most dangerous stage of the execution of tactical actions.

Several attempts at luring the enemy failed, and they were surrounded in reverse. More than a dozen tactical strikes inexplicably lost their suddenness, and they were attacked head-on by the Gray Knights in an understatement.

After just ten minutes of intense fighting, dozens of Astartes fell, and the Alphas finally woke up from their red-eyed state.

"No! There's a problem!" During the battle, an Alpha said to his comrades in the team in a heavy tone while relying on the bunker to change ammunition.

"They know a lot about us and we know nothing about them..."

Another Alpha, who was in charge of fire support, examined the heavy bolter in his hand and pointed out the former's doubts in silence.

"We were infiltrated? How is that possible?"

This extremely ridiculous idea appeared in the mind of the commander of the tactical team, but the discipline of long-term training and the influence of legion culture made him unable to believe it.

"No, infiltration cannot get such complete information, someone has rebelled!"

The same doubts also appeared in the minds of other Alphas, but considering Alpha's confidentiality discipline and their complex and changeable tactical language, only higher-level members of the legion can understand them so well...

"This is impossible!" The Alpha who asked the question first retorted in a voice. He couldn't believe his innate mission and long-term training.

What was even more unacceptable to him was that their absolute aloofness and proud self-confidence based on intelligence was rapidly crumbling in the face of this cruel reality...

Will anyone really rebel against their legion?

Primarch on top, would anyone really resist their own bloodline and betray their legion's honor?

Doubts that were a hundred times more cruel and a thousand times more brutal than the battles he had faced so often impacted his soul, causing cracks in his cold eyes that had remained cold for a hundred years to appear for the first time...

But unfortunately, he was destined to never get the answer to this question. When Calvin's footsteps sounded from behind the battlefield, the Gray Knights seemed to be urged and no longer wanted to wait.

After a short and fierce exchange of fire, the Grey Knights completely destroyed the descendants of Alpharius who were stationed here at the cost of two people being seriously injured and one person being slightly injured.

Boom!

After a shot of a plasma pistol, a mortal hiding behind an armored bunker near the engine room of the Lost Truth was shot by Allen hundreds of meters away and melted together with the armor.

Seeing the dim soul represented by the body in the psychic vision, Allen did not continue to explore. As for whether he was a non-staff member of the Alpha Legion, Allen was not interested in knowing.

The mission goal issued by the Primarch was to clean up this place.

And since there is no special limit, it means that all lives in the field of vision are within the scope of the mission plan.

After clearing the remaining enemies in the direction of the main entrance of the engine room within one minute, the direct company under Allen Janus has been successfully deployed. With the help of the battleship structure scan sent by the Unremitting Crusade, the entire company began to advance towards the bridge.

The gunfire of the crew members who came to support continued to sound in the corridor, but in front of the Grey Knights advancing in multiple directions, it had no other meaning except to buy some time for the arrival of the Alphas.

++The engine room has been occupied, waiting for instructions. ++

++Keep the speed, we will see you on the bridge. ++

Alan reported the current progress to Calvin in the psychic communication. In reality, the team of this three-meter-tall giant had just captured a defensive position.

There was still smoke burning on the position ravaged by bolt guns and plasma weapons, but all the mortal troops wearing the Hydra emblem had been killed.

Four Alphas, wearing Mark IV power armor without any emblem, lay crookedly in several hidden places in the position.

The bowl-sized bullet holes on the chest and shoulder armor and the melted cuts on the edge of the neck armor were the cause of their death. The four bolt guns with almost full magazines showed that they were suppressed throughout the previous battle and failed to complete effective resistance until their death.

In the silent corridor, only the armor of the Grey Knights made faint noises, and the occasional gunshots were their supplementary shots at targets with intact limbs.

After passing through the cordon set up by the four Grey Knights, Allen stepped into the position.

His eyes met with the adjutant who was inspecting the battlefield beside him, and the latter nodded slightly to indicate that the cleanup was completed.

The entire team completed communication in the psychic channel, and transformed into a marching formation in the next moment as a whole.

From fighting to cleaning and then leaving, these silver-armored Astartes did not have any conversation throughout the whole process.

The corridor maintained a suffocating silence until these giants disappeared in the depths of the corridor. Allen, who was walking at the end, turned his head to look at the hidden monitoring equipment in the wall and shook his finger contemptuously.

Boom!

The roar of the bolt gun turned the monitoring field into darkness, and also crushed the last will of resistance of the Alpha commanders who were paying attention to this place on the bridge.

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