Chapter 359: Bright Red Catachan

The strong door of the Bandertal Manor was opened again by others one day after it was locked. This strange and hostile force stood together with the Imperial Guard for the first time. Although it was forced, this moment was quite dramatic. The image still feels ironic.

Under the powerful power of the demon, the rune soldiers and the Skadi stood together, and in the command room, the vast hall of Nabande Tal, the ensign drank wine from the cellar, only because the fresh water storage was empty , while watching the uninvited guests vigilantly.

The person who came was a beast. He did not bring any guards, but the swollen muscles and wildness of his body spoke of his strength and ability. An unfettered beast walked into the core of the Imperial Guard. This was unacceptable and extremely dangerous, but Today, this monster is the Imperial Guard's way of staying alive.

Captain Kenny seemed redundant at the moment. He stood next to the leader of the rune soldiers. Although he was not short, he looked as fragile as a kitten because of his physical illness and weight loss.

The second lieutenant now had to let his stormtrooper guards keep an eye on that guy, but the demons' attacks were still fierce, and he didn't have much time to waste here.

"We're all going to die."

He spoke.

"No way!" Kenny immediately retorted. "You are the most powerful army I have ever seen, bar none. If you can't deal with those guys, then my behavior is ridiculous..." He couldn't believe this, but the shrinking defense line of the Imperial Guard was there. Prove this.

The lion-like rune warrior also spoke. "Yes, the mortals are right. We cannot defeat those demons together. I have seen what they are capable of. As long as we can cooperate sincerely... revenge is not impossible!" His anger was like burning fire. Burning magma, he is like a scorching volcano, but his eyes are still sophisticated and sharp, pointing out the opportunity for war.

But the ensign replied. "Sincerely? You are a heretic. Don't forget that you killed our brothers and attacked other worlds, and the Imperial Guard also fought back, killing countless of your flesh and blood compatriots. This matter cannot be reconciled."

"On the most realistic point, if we all need to spend 80% of our strength to win, then we will spend 60% on guarding against each other in the war. If we defeat the devil, why am I not sure that you war maniacs will not Will he attack the empire?"

The beastly man couldn't answer this, he just answered based on his own intuition. "I could have sworn it."

"Then I will kill you too, kill all of you, otherwise the empire will have no hope and future. Your existence is what the human empire does not need now. Therefore, there is no cooperation, only a short-term similarity in battle lines." The second lieutenant retorted. .

"This war is destined to be a three-party force. Behind us is the emperor, you are a certain god, and the demons are other gods. From this point of view, the essence of the matter is also very simple. It is in this game of beast fighting. In it, the troops of the Supreme Being can stand to the end and dominate this giant void port that is as large as hundreds of battleships, one of the greatest deep space platforms in the empire!"

The second lieutenant's words pointed directly at the most acute contradiction. The barbarian was speechless. He could only fight, fight, and fight. He resented betrayal and demons, but the Imperial Guard could not let go...

He took a short breath, then spoke. "Then we can only wait for death?!"

The lieutenant shook his head. "The breakthrough is not us, but a hero. Soon, an opportunity to counterattack to the portal where the devil appears will appear in front of us, and I ask you to help us shoulder the pressure on the front before this time comes. ”

"At the same time, I will not allow you to join in the final assault. Your battle line can only be deployed within a warning range that is far enough away from the manor. At this moment, you have to hold the front line close combat area. The Imperial Guard is only responsible for shooting."

The leader of the rune soldiers nodded. "It's a good suggestion. My soldiers are indeed better at close combat, but I have a request. The traitor who summoned the demon, a tall, thin and dark rune soldier, the former deputy company commander, I want his body."

The ensign nodded. This was a simple and easily invalidated verbal agreement, but he would not violate it. As a soldier, he also had his own honor. Those rune warriors walked to the front line, and the elite Skadi of the Imperial Guard were replaced.

Those warriors quickly adapted to high-intensity warfare, and the weapons and ammunition provided by pdf allowed anti-armor missiles to be fired again. After several heavy steel bulls were bombed to death, the dance-like fighting style of the rune warriors was completely hindered. The march of those demons.

The detonation beams fired by the Skadis accurately passed through the battlefield, and the bright red high-temperature energy penetrated the enemy, leaving horrific wounds. The demons fell in droves. Whether they were Skadis or Rune Warriors, they all learned how to Techniques to kill the demons, humanity's greatest enemies in this dark universe.

The scarlet front instantly slowed down, and the Imperial Guard began to expand the war zone outwards. However, in order to maintain a long-term defensive array, they only recaptured a few points that were easier to defend and harder to attack. Stabilize the situation.

It’s just that this cooperation exceeded the expectations of the Skull Reaver. The bright red Khorne champion looked at the manor in the distance with anger and greed, while commanding more demon armies coming out of the portal to fill the battle line...

And the opportunity that the lieutenant mentioned, to be precise, is that the miracles called Catachan are ready to go, in a hidden abandoned house, which is full of dyes and blood used in oil paint or strange touches, fillers, artificial skin and a large number of highly plastic industrial materials.

In the ancient Terra era, when humans just stepped out of the starry sky and before and after the advent of the dark technology era, the means called movie makeup were used on a large scale in the entertainment industry. Although those things can be said to be lost now, human thoughts always have a little commonality.

Now Wild Snake and his few men use as many materials and art-level technology as possible to turn the sergeant and his ten Catachans into demons.

Now they are bent at the waist, with horns on their heads, leather outer skin and their tall bodies, they look like several powerful Khorne pioneers, and the sharp blood swords do not look abrupt in their hands, and the smell of sulfur and blood also surrounds them.

The sergeant clenched his palm. He felt obvious resistance and was not at ease. However, he could see that the arm with sharp nails, bright red, bulging muscles, and fine blood vessels, as if it did not belong to him, was moving according to his thoughts.

"Miracle." He spoke concisely. If it were not for the bright red ribbons on the arms of the "Catachan Demons" with him, he would probably not recognize those brothers who had shared weal and woe.

"But this is not a transformation. To be precise, the demons can definitely feel the difference between you." Wild Snake wiped the dye on his fingers, then sat on the ruins of the ruins and began to rest.

"The good news is that demons are everywhere now. You can keep your distance and pretend to be a demon team. I think you should be able to avoid the perception of angry demons and ordinary vampires, but even so, I strictly require you to keep a sufficient distance from those demons before you are sure you can attack the target." He said sternly.

"At least, now we have real cover, although according to Catachan aesthetics, this is not normal." The sergeant praised the technology again, but it was far inferior to the magic-like things in the assassination parlor. He picked up his weapon and put it on his waist. Now, he needs to hunt, as usual.

Only the wild snake asked. "Is this necessary? To be precise, this place will still be cleansed. You have exceeded the responsibility of the Imperial Guard. The Inquisition, psionics, many secrets and humanity. No matter how hard you try now, you will lose everything, but in return you will only be the cruelty of the Empire and a messy battlefield."

The sergeant loaded his own bomb and answered him. "No, as an individual, I believe in Commander-in-Chief Alanbair. Secondly, as a soldier, I only need to complete the task of protecting the Empire. It is my responsibility to be loyal to my duty. Everything else is too complicated and boring."

"What the so-called Inquisition and the Empire do with this place has nothing to do with me. I only believe that I will take this place for Alanbair, the master of Skadi, and for my comrades, and then win. Finally, I can tell my regretless life in front of the Emperor."

"Being alive is not everything, Mr. Wild Snake. I think you should understand that there are countless choices and destinies in life, and I became a warrior. Since I embarked on this path, I am no longer afraid of death. It is calm, kind, and no longer scary."

"The point is, if I am still working hard for tomorrow's indicators in the nest, then I must be an individual who is greedy for life and afraid of death or even refutes the existence of death. It is the war that changed me. Now I just want to let humans live a few more minutes in this cruel universe, and I can die for it."

He fully prepared his weapon, and Wild Snake swallowed his saliva.

"I wish you good luck, good luck..." He finished sobbing, and the sergeant returned the greeting. As the successor of Lieutenant Colonel Catachan, he inherited the will of his teacher, just for more humans to live a few more days in this cruel universe, and for his comrades and compatriots to get out of this hell.

Those soldiers also stepped out of the ruins. After walking in neat steps for a long time, those angry demons soon discovered them, but did not take action.

The help of the wild snake was very effective. They looked like a demon squad. The Catachan sergeant made a gesture. They were relying on hidden tactical movements to move forward, concealed, and fast.

In just one hour, they approached those demons. It was already midnight. The demons could see through the night. The Catachans were also used to the dark. Hiding was still difficult, but they were very smart. The Catachan sergeant stopped on a high platform in the distance, scouting the actions of other demons for a long time, and then analyzed the responsibilities of those demons based on his military experience.

This is not difficult. Demons also have to bear the situation of being bound by the rules of the real material world after coming to the real universe. When they start a war, the means they use are actually no different from those of the natives of this world.

Soon he locked onto a unit with similar configuration to theirs. It was a heavily armored Khorne vanguard team that served as a guard. They were interspersed in the gaps of the large camp, responsible for reconnaissance and guarding. Those guys would come into contact with the brass vehicle of the Skull Taker once every 30 minutes and report their findings to the Khorne champion...

This was an opportunity. The Catachans soon realized that they could imitate that team. Demons were not a monolithic group. Most ordinary vampires did not even dare to look directly at such a guard-like unit.

Just like the lower-level soldiers in the Imperial Guard would not question the officers, and part of their body substances came from the demon pioneers they killed, this was a rare coincidence, which made him very unsure whether there was any help from the Emperor behind this matter.

Of course, he would not miss this opportunity. He led his troops to advance from the outermost side of the patrol team. Here he could see the exchange of fire between the Imperial Guard and the demons, but his eyesight was not as good as that of the demons. He could only see that the powerful firepower of the Imperial Guard beat the demons back step by step and stabilized the situation.

They passed several patrol teams, and those low-level demons lowered their heads and left when they saw their appearance, just like mice encountering cats, and they also increased their forward speed and approached the enemy's core area at a fairly fast walking speed.

Soon, there were almost no ordinary bloodletters, and a large number of war engines and Khorne pioneers replaced those poor little bugs. The smell of blood and sulfur here was also more intense.

Here the sergeant saw several strange monsters. They were huge, about 6 meters tall, with many tentacles and twisted eyes. They were almost asymmetrical and indeterminate. To be precise, they were roughly round, with two thick legs to support their bodies.

They were locked in a fence by the demons like animals or war beasts, with human bones next to them, like a terrible, evil pet.

But ignoring those things, they saw here surrounded by demons, the mutation of this area, strange cracks on the ground, revealing substances similar to sulfur or magma, and barbs like black bones growing like trees. Human houses have completely collapsed. It's like a different space here, with only the frantic dance of demons and incomprehensible words.

This is something that ordinary people can't stand. The abnormal feeling of existing in a world that doesn't belong to them makes people crazy and sick, but they passed through those things and found the demon lord on a high platform, with a huge body, a cloak, and a strange human next to him.

The strange human spoke. "They cooperated, as expected."

The Demon Champion replied in a hoarse voice. "As expected, and it's time to entertain the guests."

"Guests?" the human asked, and the demon replied.

"They wear demon skins, which can fool other cubs, but not me..."

Next, the Skull Taker raised his sword and pointed at the Catachan Sergeant. "Come on, mortal, duel with me. If you win, I will be expelled, and then you will be torn into pieces by the demons. If I win, your soul will become my dinner. It's fair, isn't it?" His humanized opening, twisted expression, and exposed fangs revealed his greed and malice for the loyal souls of Catachan...