Chapter 195 The Blood Ling Man and Her Remains

Marcato, the king, hero, and general of this place, was in his luxurious and huge office, with sundries and documents piled up in the room. The empire did not keep useless people, let alone he was the biggest commander there.

But he was in distress, with insufficient troops. The Tau warships had a long range and were well-commanded. Although those noseless ones could not break the steel gate, they swallowed up the core area of ​​the Imperial Guard bit by bit like a wolf pack.

The troops required were far greater than the attackers. The mobility and command ability of the Tau in the roundabouts were quite surprising. In the dark era of the universe, it was rare to maintain such high morale and communication frequency.

Admiring the enemy was a compulsory course for commanders. Arrogance was more deadly than anything else, but Marcato could ignore the support of Alanbair's troops because he could not see the evil plan of the Eldar for the time being.

When he lit a cigar, the job search had trapped him and he could not move forward. In addition to correcting things and approving things, he seemed to be unable to do other things related to victory.

Marcato blew out a smoke ring and watched the heavy trucks with nuclear bombs moving slowly forward under the fuel engine. He could do nothing about the evil aliens roaring in the empire's territory.

If the Eldar really had any evil plans, he could rely on the Skadi, even a little too much.

On the Skadi side, Alanbair and the lieutenant agreed with each other when escorting the transport troops. They now needed an elite but not large force to complete the task. They wanted shields, blades, and to penetrate the throats and necks of the aliens and kill them at the same time.

12 Chimeras and 6 Sentinel mechas were the only things that the Skadi could effectively resist the attacks of the Eldar, but even so, those electromagnetically accelerated poison crystal weapons could easily penetrate the armor.

In addition to the poison blades, there were a lot of heavy equipment that could block and operate there, but it would still take time to bring them here.

Seeing the telegram coming, the truck is moving forward. Now they need to go to a place that is close but far away to get the Emperor's wrath.

"Be in the car, be in the car, take good protection. If you are hit by the enemy, let your teammates shoot you. Those who help their compatriots to be freed do not seek guilt. Just treat those feelings as the anger of the aliens. They want to be indifferent and cruel."

The staff officer is responsible for combat guidance, which is a drop in the bucket. No matter how much the soldiers trust him, it is difficult to bear the burden of shooting at their teammates.

The Chimera crew is slowly starting at this moment. The lieutenant, the staff officer, the boy Leitlin and Ailanbaier are the core of the advance team. There are a total of 12 Chimeras, one with 20 people and a full load of 240 people. They are all indispensable combat forces, and the drivers of the Chimera crew have a lot of preparations.

Alanbair also walked in his command type Salamander tank, which was a mobile command platform with high shooting resolution and strong combat power. It was named after the Salamanders. It was as tenacious as those warriors, and had a wonderful storm bomb main gun, which was quite comfortable.

That time, there was a special member in front. The Salamander tank followed the long line of Chimera vehicles behind the convoy, but Alanbair covered his nose.

The Leitlings were born snipers and hiders, but when they became untouchables, they could not be put in the car. Although his untouchable power was not strong, it made people feel disgusted.

He stood in the shooting hole of the Salamander tank and stuck out his small body. Those light metal defense plates just buried him inside, but his body was still outside the car, which made Alanbair, who was riding in the same car with him, want to vomit.

The chief of staff and the lieutenant did not have to suffer, because they were all in the Chimera crew. The original company's communication-enhancing Chimera was equivalent to the reserve communication group of the unit. Even if Alanbair lost the ability to communicate, they could continue to command without any mistakes.

War was inevitable, and they had to think about the worst. When the Chimera's engine combustion source, the Vulcanor16 dual-coupled multi-way combustion engine, and the piston power source built by the Forge World were driving those behemoths forward, crushing the corpses and garbage on the ground.

That was the taste of war, but the war was quiet most of the time, at least not in the morning, making people want to lean out of the car body to enjoy the cold wind of the void colony.

Now there is a lot like Skadi, indifferent, cold, but different. There are many worlds similar to the empire, but there is no exact same. The car moved forward, the buzzing vibration and the body odor of the companions, the march in Alanbair's memory was also like this.

"How's the road condition?" Alanbair asked the young man Leitlin. Now the city was completely dark, the oxygen equipment and heating had stopped, and the "outdoor" temperature could reach zero. However, since most people were dead, there was no big problem with oxygen.

Breathing the blood-filled air, the young man Leitlin answered from behind the car cover. "It's normal now, boss. It's a bit nauseating to be so quiet there."

Alanbair rubbed his nose. "That's right, they need to be alert. The light of those Eldar will be dazzling and bright when they are shooting, and they are hidden like a nightmare at other times."

"No one in the entire universe is more fond of conspiracy and intrigue than them. At least, although the orcs will ambush, most of them will shoot when they see the first Chimera, but those pointed ears can hide for a long time."

Alanbair opened the communication group. "Strafe the designated cover positions regularly. The flash shield or phantom shield of the Eldar can confuse their vision. Don't believe all the images in the night vision goggles."

Fighting for a long time in such a dark place is also a test for people's hearts. The enemy may be invisible and scary. Although the Emperor blesses, the pressure is lingering.

At this moment, they are neither heroes nor frightened birds. The flash can cause the Chimera's projectiles to be fired, but no matter how inefficient it is, it can ensure the relative safety of those hidden positions that are easily attacked.

Say, the Skadi is no longer the poor family before. Now the Skadi regiment is not only well-supplied and well-equipped, but also regarded as heroes by other regiments. If a thousand projectiles can be exchanged for one person's safety, it is actually not bad.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, the Chimera's bombs ignited bright gunfire. Ailanbaier believed that those things had been following them for a long time, but they had not yet shown their bodies. After one shot, the sound of metal collision turned into the sound of bullets sinking into flesh and blood.

"Enemy attack!"

Then the most brilliant death fireworks appeared in the shooting of the Imperial Guard. It was a song composed of hot melt, explosion, and laser. The high temperature made those beams appear extremely dazzling in the night vision goggles, enough to match the light of stars.

Like the flames ejected by the dragon or the anger of the gods, even the strongest exoskeleton armor of the Eldar could not withstand it and was torn apart. But then, the Imperial Guard saw that the thing was not the conspiracy fighters, but a bloody giant monster with an iron mask.

There were traces of sutures on his purple skin, but they were not obvious. To be precise, it was cracked after the Imperial Guard shot. It is not difficult to imagine how beautiful the workmanship of that thing was. I am afraid that the sutures could not be seen when it was alive.

Its legs and arms look like the shooting equipment of Tyranids, like black raised armor, connected to its legs and arms as if in one piece.

Its iron mask looks like three horizontal lines, which is the only way for him to feel the outside world. It is definitely not a natural creature, and there is only one guy in the Dark Eldar who can waste his life like this.

Blood Ling people... they are the Frankensteins of the Dark Eldar.

That group of sick, scary, cruel guys enjoy body modification and call themselves artists. They use scalpels and living things as paintbrushes and canvases. The weirder, more twisted, and more painful the "products" are, the more valuable they are.

And they do not reject self-experiments in the name of art, and use themselves as a seedbed for experimental art.

Due to professional needs, the Haemonculi always carry a variety of tools to facilitate the creation and maintenance of works at any time, including scissor legs, venom knives, nerve torturers, electric whips, skinning knives, liquefied guns, bone growth factors or mental phase leg sleeves, etc., which can be called a treasure bag in the world of torture.

In other words, those hyperplastic bone spurs are caused by muscle contraction and The twitching and firing means that they will be almost silent.

The sound of flesh and blood being pierced echoed in the dark space. The neck of the Imperial Guard soldier who stuck his head out to shoot was pierced by the poisonous bone needle. His flesh and blood began to melt very quickly. The thing was injecting something like magma into his body. It was hard to imagine what he felt at this moment. Did he fall into the magma...

Damn... Anger echoed in Alanbair's heart. He realized what those aliens were doing to the heroes of the Imperial Guard!

They were absorbing their souls, breaking their willpower with pain, and then greedily coveting their souls.

"Hide in the bunker, go forward first, they can't lock the enemy's position!"

The Chimera opened very quickly, and the suffering followed. When Alanbair looked ahead vigilantly, he suddenly stopped the car and shouted on the communicator. "Don't move forward! "

That small but actually buried thing in the ground, he didn't recognize it, but it was probably a bomb!

But at this moment, the Chimera in front of him stepped directly over it and stepped on it. A violent explosion occurred, but there was no death as imagined. Alan Baier originally thought that he would see a lot of molten acid next, or people touched by the bomb would have bone spurs, maybe crazy, but that thing formed a thick quantum barrier...

The Imperial Guard inside kept shooting outward, but the effect was completely ineffective. Those explosive weapons or plasma guns did not even leave any traces, only the hot melt beam had a few red marks.

Is it just a bondage? What is next, poison gas?

And soon the Eldar proved the weakness of human imagination. The bomb exploded, but it was not strong, there was no temperature, and it looked like a void shield. That was a void mine, or more precisely, a transmission device, which could send real world matter to Asia. Space, similar to the void shield of the human empire, but smaller and with a larger range. The barrier must reduce its power, otherwise the asteroid will be dug up and sent to the subspace.

And after the crazy flash, three Chimeras and one Sentinel mecha of the Imperial Guard disappeared completely...

The huge pit made it impossible for Alanbair to cross, so he could command. "Forward, keep forward, without hesitation, continue the way from the east, and the reserve command team will start commanding..."

Hang up the command equipment, and at this moment the Chimera crew has moved forward without looking back. Alanbair had to admit that he had been cut off and left the main force. The electric signal became weak, and the remains, stitched monsters, and minions of the bloodlings came towards them.

"Laitlin boy, he is very sorry to pull me there..." Alanbair stuck his head out, he breathed fresh air, and pressed the storm grenade gun on the roof, which was his only salvation.

The Lytling rubbed his nose. "It doesn't matter, boss, it doesn't matter, we've lost his first family."

He raised his weapon, bang bang, bang bang, fired the carbine, accurately smashing the heads of those suture monsters. He was so accurate that those damn aliens couldn't get close, so Alan Bair could shoot at the enemy with all his strength.

Alan Bair raised his weapon, and the storm bombs sprayed flames. The light could even illuminate that area. The only Salamander tank fought against the entire army of Bloodlings in the east. The conspiracy and machinations of those damn Eldar. , plotting, very effective.

They successfully separated the Imperial Guard and paralyzed the commanding force. The owner of the special force, the graceful Eldar alien, the Bloodling Master, was adjusting her ruthless pet. Can she break through the weak defense of the Ming Imperial Guard? Monsters, behemoths assembled from muscle and bone, are often made from slaves selected as raw materials for art or from some red-crazed black bean sprout who has angered the Haemonculi.

Such a process of distortion and abomination is extremely long and painful. The victim will be injected with various growth drugs, steroids and muscle stimulants, as well as a virus that causes abnormal bone development, which can cause the spine to overgrow until it pierces the back. , thereby forming a bulging flesh ball on the back. At this moment, the Xue Ling people will install stimulants on it as a continuous driving force.

The Archon, the king of the conspiracy, is standing by her side. Is he coming to join the battle? It seems unnecessary. "Drive that area to the east, and then invade the main area. Finally, they want to pay those titans and bring enough servants back to their hometown."

It didn't matter to Xue Ling, she would adjust her servants radically and stay in the changing position without fail.

At the very first moment of debugging, a carbine blast shot into the monster's medicine can, leaving it with nothing to inject.

"No!" The sharp but angry screams echoed in the dark ruins of the city. The Salamander tank was there, and the two guys, Alan Bair and Letling, actually used weapons to almost kill those remains, and used reverse Three-point positioning was used to find the location of the Xue Ling people.

Alan Bayer cursed. "Our group of aliens picked the wrong person for a duel!"

The Archon took a step forward, using his shadow stance to absorb a fatal gravity shot in the lingering fog, and the Shadow Field was a very rare defensive item.

Only the most noble Dark Eldar are qualified to wear it. It can shroud the user in a fog shrouded in darkness. This area requires strong concentration and self-confidence to maintain. If you want to do damage, use the shadow force field. It's very difficult because the fog absorbs most of the firepower.

In addition, the mist can hide the user. Such a device comes from before the Great Fall and is one of the prides of the Eldar.

That judge cannot be punished for his mistakes, let alone a crazy psychiatrist...

But Alan Bayer has no choice. If you deal with them, victory will be at your fingertips!