Chapter 356 The Skull Taker

Since the occupation of the fortress, the Imperial Guard has survived the night, plus a morning, almost 16 standard Terra hours. Judging from their achievements alone, they can be regarded as doing their best, because during this period, the corpses of the living people they slaughtered were enough to fill a standard Hive Square several times, and the flesh and blood alone could cover the blade of the honor of the Emperor's statue in the square.

This city that once belonged to the nobility has been covered with killing and madness. Bullets, fragments, fortresses and sentinels can be seen everywhere on the streets, corpses or scattered weapons, craters made by explosives, buildings burned by flamethrowers, abandoned car bodies, both civilian and military. In just 10 hours, this place has changed from the Garden of Eden to hell.

And the evil ghosts who live here are the jungle warriors of the Empire, the military gods called Catachan. On the bottom floor of a room that is no different from ruins, between iron sheets, this group of supermen are as inconspicuous and quiet as insects.

After the early morning offensive and defensive battle a few hours ago, they seized a large amount of munitions, but they did not prevent the enemy from bringing back their own bodies. First, there were too few Catachans left behind, and second, they were unable to deal with those things. Being taken away just avoided the breeding of plague.

It was just that the temperature began to rise inexplicably today, and many soldiers felt as if they were back in the forest. This unit of about 20 people was now also controlling the artery of the war, that is, intelligence and the responsibility of hindering the enemy's attack speed.

So far, at noon, the sergeant kneaded out a rich and sticky individual ration. Compared with the craftsmanship of the Lightling boy, this thing can only be regarded as garbage. It can only provide water, nutrition, and satiety when it is needed to maintain personal combat effectiveness, and it is not delicious.

The things packed in the jelly snack packaging sold in the middle-level store of the hive are not even as delicious as dead mice, but when he and his brothers crawled in the ruins of the house burned by flames and used iron sheets to cover themselves, it was still useful.

He quickly and carefully put the shrunken packaging bag into his waist bag. It was hard to imagine that this small food packaging made almost no sound. Obviously, this seemingly plastic thing was not plastic.

It was only after this short and uncomfortable meal that he heard a sound that did not belong to this world when a dust drop fell on the sergeant's short hair.

He gestured to his brothers to be quiet and alert. Then, they saw an army swaggering through the dilapidated streets. To be precise, an army that did not belong to the mortal world.

Blazing weapons, scarlet demons holding those filthy flags, heavy demon engines, skull cannons moving forward surrounded by twisted flesh hounds, heavy red and gold wrapped around those adamantium-like things, Khorne pioneers riding their chariots, those brass engines driven by endless psychic energy...

The flaming sword is burning, the bloody sword is scarlet, the blood-stained flags float with the air, and the legendary things are walking on the ground. Demons, this concept naturally appeared in the sergeant's mind. He couldn't help holding his breath, watching the iron bull covered in metal passing by him, watching the Khorne minions called bloodthirsty gasps.

They are here, this monster group that appeared for no reason, appeared on this battlefield, the sergeant's face was very ugly, he had heard rumors about demons, but he never thought that this terrible thing would be born here.

His beast-like instinct quickly locked onto the army's commander among the large number of monsters. He was a being that was obviously superior to other vampires, and his whole body was covered with armor similar to adamantium. You know, even the most elite forging worlds in the empire would find it difficult to make heavy gold into armor, so that thing was definitely not adamantium.

He thought it was a very precious metal, and the vehicle that the demon was carrying was like a heavy metal motorcycle. It had two wheels, but it was bigger and heavier than a motorcycle, and the tires were thick enough to rival the stability of a four-wheel drive, and even the tracks.

The tires were enough to crush a person to death. God knows what drove it forward, but it was definitely not mortal energy, and the demon with only armor, a battle flag on his back, and a cloak must be their commander, the champion of the gods.

And Khorne is not only the Lord of Blood and the Lord of Wrath, but also the King of Forging. Those exquisite things are in the hands of this destruction maniac. As long as it is a weapon, the King of Brass will never tire of forging those filthy and bloody metals again and again.

This legion from the High Heaven was encroaching on this area. The Catachan officer gestured to some of his brothers to go out of the bunkers and report the situation from behind the front line. Moreover, if this demon army went forward, it would touch the minefield.

The officer led the remaining troops and followed them like ghosts, wanting to witness how this army that did not exist in the mortal world dealt with those cute little ones hidden in the ruins, and at the same time, to accurately assess the combat effectiveness of this legion.

They tried to be as careful as possible, spoke softly, and kept their distance, fearing that those things had some terrible abilities. Although the Catachans had tried their best to hide, and the Khorne Legion was not good at reconnaissance, the angry demons flying in the sky were also full of threats.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the Emperor, a large number of bunkers and Catachan's superb tactical actions protected them. The Catachan soldiers who went out of the bunkers in advance also notified the storm soldiers defending here to leave. Now this area only has the most basic defense, that is, a small temporary minefield consisting of about 300 fragmentation mines.

The tracking of colleagues during this period also made the Catachans realize that the anti-reconnaissance capabilities of this unit are much higher than those of the mortal legions, bloody flesh hounds, the kind of blue biological energy that resembles the open leather scarf of a salamander. Accurately sensing the breath of a living person, although the principle is unclear, is very deadly.

The angry monsters hovering in the sky are like servo skulls, even more agile. The extraordinary attributes and psychic properties of this team also make them more dangerous. Where they walk, houses will burn and mirrors will break. , the temperature rises abnormally, and the air becomes filled with a rotten egg-like smell of sulfur.

Their existence has caused abnormal changes in the real world. At the same time, Catachan soldiers also realized that for ordinary people, the existence of this group of demons is a terrible mental pressure. Elites like them who can calmly collect intelligence are also in the empire. Very rare.

The Master Chief calculated this and saw the enemy approaching the minefield. The area was full of mines buried behind bunkers. He hoped to see those things have some impact on the enemy. However, as the army gradually approached, those flesh and blood hounds suddenly sounded like alarm clocks. Let out an unpleasant, high-pitched howl.

Next, the vampire holding the flaming spear approached the weapon and stabbed the area with the sharp long-edged spear. Next, the high temperature caused the charge to explode, and the demon was shaken away by the explosion, but the high temperature was fatal to mortals. and fragmentation have little effect on them.

The high temperature could not kill the demon, and it did not even cause a wound, and the fragments were embedded in its body. Although it howled, the wound healed quickly, wrapping the fragments inside.

The Master Chief guessed that this unit had rich experience in war against humans, and that it had the same powerful healing ability as the blue half-human, half-demon monster, and could not be driven away without psychic powers or completely torn into pieces.

From this point of view, although the size of this unit is less than three thousand, the firepower it can bear is far higher than that of ordinary people. You must know that the fragments embedded in flesh and blood are enough for a mortal to die several times, and even if its head is penetrated It's just a matter of shaking your head...

He was using sign language at this moment, asking others to take a detour, but at this moment, they did not notice that after the explosion, the angry demons who were frightened by the explosion were hovering around, and an inconspicuous little demon happened to discover their hiding place, and at the same time Letting out an unpleasant howl as sharp as a scraping fingernail.

"Damn it!" The Master Chief raised his weapon in an instant, and the explosive beam quickly penetrated the hovering demon. This disgusting thing began to fall quickly. It looked like a smaller vampire without horns but with wings. , at this moment, the heat completely penetrated the body, and then fell straight down, shattered into pieces, and dissipated in the real universe, turning into a cloud of purple smoke.

At the same time, the Catachans evacuated as quickly as possible, but the devil's troops did not attack in full. In order not to expose their positions, they made strategic arrangements to advance at the same time. They only arranged a few angry demons, a few flesh hounds, and ten Bring a Vampire and a Khorne Vanguard to chase the Catachans.

Even so, this incident interrupted Sergeant Catachan's thoughts. Those demons were much faster than they looked. While running for his life, he raised his weapon and shot at the angry demons that were chasing after them in the sky and exposed their location. Then kick away the hound that does not belong to the real world.

His brother fired a signal flare to warn the army of the enemy's position, and that bright red flash flew into the artificial sky. In the Bandertal manor in the distance, the resting Imperial Guard saw the alert and immediately stopped for lunch and took Draw your weapon and report to the officer.

The second lieutenant was well rested at the moment. Although the excessive use of stimulants and caffeine made him look a little tired, he could barely be considered back to war status.

he asked the lieutenant. "What, is this a signal from Catachan, the enemy is back?"

the lieutenant answered. "No, it's...the devil. The reconnaissance team reported that they saw the devil!"

"Demons? Don't be kidding! Those are just lying to children. How can there be demons in this world..." The captain couldn't believe it. He had his own views on faith and piety. Being influenced by Alan Bair, he was quite materialistic. ism, this concept is also quite common within Skadi.

The chief of staff spoke now. "It's not that demons don't exist. I've heard many rumors during my service career, and I've also seen relics said to be demon body parts, but I didn't expect those things to appear here."

"Don't panic, I'm here to communicate with the soldiers. This is just an ordinary enemy. At most, it looks scary, no different from aliens."

"Excuse me, Chief of Staff, without you, I can't imagine that the soldiers would view this information this way. It's just that we lack experience in fighting demons..." the lieutenant said with a frown.

The second lieutenant spoke. "Regardless of whether it is a demon or something, I believe that there is nothing that cannot be solved by shooting. Think about how many monsters and monsters we have seen along the way. The biggest ones can only be solved by using nuclear bombs and naval guns. Those things are still walking in this world. I think a few blasts of hot melt will make them evaporate!"

This is not arrogance. Since humans can exist to this day, there are no so-called invincible creatures in this world. The second lieutenant is also confident and calm, and he also swears that there is nothing in this world that cannot be killed!

In fact, this news is not very powerful, because most Skadi veterans have seen the death of the big demon and have solved the demon host on the space hulk and killed the weird mechanical flesh and blood in Panlan.

This world is full of terrible things, including demons and monsters. Demons are far less important to them than a meal, and that thing interrupted their lunch with the Lightling boy, and the anger has not dissipated.

At this point, the Skadi people are ready to go. They look to the southwest, and the enemy arrives as promised dozens of minutes later. The Skull Taker, the Khorne Champion, this arrogant demon raised his bloody sword. In the sound of the crazy war horn, mortals only felt pain, but the Skadi people were determined. They raised their weapons, aimed, and looked directly at those disgusting monsters.

Soon, their bright red legions began to charge. This legion seemed strange without guns, but they were not short of heavy weapons. Dozens of skeleton cannons began to fire terrible projectiles. Those heavy bombardments were blocked by the void shield. Seeing that the effect was not good, the Khorne Champion quickly changed tactics.

Those bloodletters suddenly began to charge, and their flesh and blood passed through the obstruction of the void shield. Those terrible demons loved human flesh and blood, and looked forward to the fight between the Skadi warriors and them.

Dozens of throne engines rushed forward, and there were also several steel bulls, war units called blood grinders. Their heavy adamantium armor made ordinary weapons ineffective.

This army looked primitive, like an ancient Roman chariot formation or a barbaric Viking holding a long sword. In fact, the age of the Lord of Brass was indeed far earlier than the age of human beings.

At the beginning of the ancient war in heaven, this warp power woke up early and began to wait for his annoying brothers or sisters. Now that he has become the most powerful force in the world, he has not changed his primitive war habit.

At this moment, those trends were absorbed and inherited by his legion. Every demon was a fragment of the gods, his will, and a part of him. Those terrible things roared and roared. When the bloodletter broke through the void shield, his body drew transparent ripples, and then heavy bombs and deflagration beams were fired at the same time.

The war could no longer be stopped...