Chapter 476 "Traitor!!! Your Doom Is Here!!"

"Hahaha!"

Harsh laughter echoed in the streets. The Astartes who had somehow "fallen" did not hide their contempt and arrogance at all.

"These mortals are really interesting."

Facing the fierce offensive of armed security, the three "sons of mankind" not only showed no fear, but actually laughed even more heartily.

Although the hard light beam accurately hit their power armor, it only left some scorch marks on the surface and was unable to shake their thick armor in the slightest.

And when the security team members tried to aim at their heads, they were easily dodged by their incredible reaction speed.

Their movements are as fast as lightning, not only more agile than ordinary Astartes, but it even feels like their bodies have far exceeded the limits of Astartes, as if every inch of muscle and bone has been completely strengthened by the power of Chaos.

Amid the hearty laughter, the "Son of Man" standing at the front without a helmet slowly put away his bolter.

Its twisted and crazy face was full of ridicule and playfulness.

Then he pulled out a weird-shaped chain sword from his waist.

This weapon is not only covered with spikes and bloodstains, but its hilt is also covered with wriggling tentacles, as if it is not metal but some kind of evil creature.

"The struggle of mortals is just in vain. I will let you understand what despair means."

It took heavy steps towards the door of the Central Hospital, and the footsteps of the magnetic boots were like the announcement of death.

"Stop that guy! Fire!"

The security team shouted and tried to stop its advance, but all efforts were in vain.

The fallen "son of man" was indifferent to the intensive firepower. Until it stepped into the hospital hall, its laughter was still echoing in the air.

Immediately afterwards——

“Buzz-bah-bah!!”

The sound of the chain sword being activated suddenly sounded, and the harsh sound of metal cutting, mixed with the tragic sound of flesh being torn, came from the hospital.

"ah--!"

The screams of the security guards were even more heartbreaking.

A chaotic fight had broken out inside the hospital, and the patrol officers on the street could only watch all this from a distance, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness deep in their hearts.

The three fallen "sons of man" alone are enough to show overwhelming power on the battlefield, and the armed security that originally stood firm seems fragile in front of them.

Those security team members are just ordinary humans without any physical enhancement.

Although their tactics and training were professional, it all seemed so pale in the face of the superhuman Astartes.

The weapons in the hands of the security guards were not even qualified to leave serious scars in front of the thick power armor of the fallen Astartes. They were just "scraping" in vain.

The same goes for armed security, not to mention their group of "little" police officers.

Seeing that the sound of fighting coming from the hospital became increasingly fierce, Duke quickly judged the situation and issued a new order without hesitation:

"Everyone interrupts the mission! Evacuate to the south immediately. If you find any trapped civilians on the way, you must provide assistance!"

Duke said in a deep voice, with unquestionable calmness and decisiveness in his voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Duke left the team and approached the central hospital alone.

His intention is obvious——

Let the subordinates continue to retreat and try to preserve their vitality.

Duke knew that it was impossible for ordinary people to compete with the Astartes, and that meaningless sacrifice was a violation of duty.

As for his choice, it was not out of ambition or risk, but out of responsibility and concern.

After all his wife is still in the hospital...

He was in the "hell" swallowed by blood and war.

He tightened his grip on the hard light rifle in his hand, with a look of determination in his eyes, and his pace quickened, as if he had left his personal safety behind.

The patrol officers behind him silently watched Duke's back. Although they did not speak, they could not hide the complicated emotions in their hearts.

Some people clenched their fists, feeling the urge to follow their commander into danger.

However, reason and orders are like invisible shackles, tightly binding their passion.

They could only helplessly suppress the unwillingness and anxiety in their hearts, turned around and followed Duke's instructions, left the current intersection, and continued to evacuate south.

At this moment, a team wearing green combat uniforms suddenly poured out of the side door of the hospital.

The team's movements were as fast as the wind and smooth, leaving only afterimages in Duke's eyes. He could hardly capture the specific movement tracks of those people.

Ta-ta-ta-!

Moreover, while the team was moving at high speed, they also accurately locked the target and pulled the trigger.

The modular firearm in his hand spit out tongues of fire one after another, causing a highly suppressive hail of bullets to hit the two "sons of mankind" outside the main entrance of the hospital.

boom! boom! boom!

A series of explosions shook the surrounding air, and fire and smoke instantly engulfed the figures of the two "fallen ones".

The shock wave of the explosion threw rubble and metal fragments around, and even Duke's position felt the stinging heat wave.

He couldn't help but take a half step back, raising his arms to block the flying dust and debris.

Without having to look at the members of that team, Duke knew that it was the trauma team affiliated with the Central Hospital, trying to "harden" the fallen Astartes.

"Hahahaha! That's great!"

“There’s definitely a lot of fun here!”

Before the thick smoke caused by the explosion completely dissipated, the hearty laughter of the two fallen Astartes penetrated the thick smoke and echoed throughout the battlefield.

The laughter was chillingly full of ecstasy and defiance.

When the smoke gradually dispersed, Duke finally saw their figures clearly.

There were some cracks in the armor of the two fallen ones. It seemed that the trauma team's offensive had successfully caused some damage to them.

But these injuries not only did not make them feel angry, but instead seemed to be some kind of stimulation, making them more and more excited and excited.

Pleasurable?

Masochist? ?

A ridiculous thought flashed through Duke's mind, but before he could delve into it, a sudden change occurred.

The two fallen Astartes suddenly took steps, their speed was unbelievable, and they seemed to disappear in an instant.

! ! !

The trauma team members instinctively increased their vigilance, but still underestimated the opponent's speed.

Although they knew that the Astartes had combat power that far exceeded that of humans, they did not expect that the movement speed of the two fallen ones in front of them was far faster than any opponent they had simulated during training...

Including the Children of Men.

The trauma team are not just ordinary people. They are elite soldiers who have been strictly selected and transformed. Not only are their physical fitness enhanced to the limit by Inquise serum, each of them has even received varying degrees of "prostheticization."

For example, Sean Westan is the standard equipment of the trauma team.

Between the lightning and flint, the two fallen ones were already approaching like ghosts. The chain swords in their hands waved out arc-shaped afterimages, accompanied by sharp and harsh mechanical screams, and directly attacked the trauma team's formation.

Bah—baah—! !

The cruel chain sword cut into the interface between flesh and prosthetic limbs, emitting a terrifying sound of flesh and metal being torn apart.

The two members of the trauma team who had not had time to dodge were cut in half. Blood spurted out, dyeing the surrounding ground dark red.

In just a few breaths, the two fallen ones ended this battle without any suspense with overwhelming power.

In Duke's field of vision, he couldn't even capture clear movements. He could only see the afterimage of the chain sword slashing in the air, and the trauma team members falling one after another.

When the battle ended, no one from the trauma team survived.

What is even more disgusting is that these two degenerates did not stop the killing, but began to "harvest the spoils."

They brutally peeled off the heads, spines, and even parts of the prosthetic bodies of the fallen team members, and hung them on chains around their waists.

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Those bloody decorations seemed to be their "accomplishments", making them even more cruel and crazy.

Duke's hands holding the Gauss rifle trembled slightly. He knew that the trauma team would be unable to defeat the Fallen's counterattack, but what he never expected was that the entire team would be destroyed so quickly and completely.

From rushing out of the hospital to everyone being killed, the whole process didn't even take more than five seconds.

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Duke stood silently, his heart filled with shock and anger.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, even if his reason warned him not to get close to those killing machines again.

But he didn't back down, and he couldn't back down.

After all, his wife is still in the hospital.

Even if you die, you must not die cowardly.

He stared closely at the nearest fallen one and quickly locked the muzzle of the Gauss rifle on him.

"Hey! You dirty bastards!"

Duke shouted angrily, his voice mixed with anger and unyielding, and without hesitation, he decisively pulled the trigger almost at the same time he shouted those words.

Ta-ta-ta-! ! !

The tracer spike bullet, whose tail flame shone with blue light, came out of the barrel and drew a blue light trail in the air.

The spike bullets hit the opponent's chest and helmet one after another, but the expected penetration effect did not appear.

Ding-dang-!

After the bullet hit the armor, it only made a metallic collision sound without leaving even a trace of surface damage.

"Hahaha! This little thing finally moved, and I almost lost my patience!"

The fallen one who was struck let out a hoarse and deep laugh, filled with creepy pleasure.

It had long known that Duke was watching the battle, and it also knew that the patrolmen had left. It just didn't pay attention to Duke and the others at all.

At this time, the "son of man" slowly turned his helmet, and the scarlet light revealed by the eye monitor was accurately targeted at Duke.

Then, it took steps, slowly but with a strong sense of pressure. Every step made the ground tremble slightly.

It showed no urgency, but instead approached Duke leisurely like a predator teasing its prey.

When it got a little closer, it suddenly raised its head and deliberately made a "sniffing" move.

Then, its laughter became more unrestrained, revealing a strange joy:

"Ah~! It's really delicious. Fear, entanglement, worry, and courage. This is really a rare delicacy, hahaha!"

Its voice is low and hoarse, with a metallic tail that echoes through the streets, stimulating Duke's nerves like a devil's whisper, and every word pierces Duke's heart like a blade, trying to break his will with words. .

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As for Duke, his gaze was always focused on the degenerate slowly approaching on the street, and unspeakable complex emotions surged in his heart.

At this time, he heard the noise coming from the central hospital gradually subside, and the sporadic gunshots and screams also disappeared.

Duke's heart sank, and he realized that the "Son of Man" who had rushed into the hospital earlier had almost slaughtered all the armed security guards.

Then he gritted his teeth, forced down the fear in his heart, pointed the gun at the Fallen who was approaching step by step, and pulled the trigger again.

Ta-ta-ta--!

The spike bullets cut through the air like a cry in despair, hitting the opponent's armor one after another.

Even if there was no substantial effect, Duke would never be willing to die. Giving up resistance was the most meaningless humiliation.

"Traitor!!! Your opponent is me!!!"

However, an angry metal war cry came from a distance.

Its roar was like thunder, shaking the entire block.

After hearing this war cry, the fallen "Son of Man", or "Son of the Emperor", stopped his slow pace towards Duke.

"Oh?"

It asked in a low voice, turned around, raised its helmet, and locked its scarlet monitor eyes directly in the direction of the sound source.

A dark purple Thunderhawk gunship flew over the street at low altitude, and the hatch at the front of the cabin opened, quickly hovering over the central hospital.

As for the source of the war cry, it was the company champion equipped with Titanium Tank VIII power armor and an olive branch on his helmet.

The company champion held a power giant sword with a flowing azure light. With the momentum of jumping out of the cabin, the whole person turned into a flash of lightning across the night sky, and rushed directly to the Fallen Astartes who was approaching Duke.

"Hahaha! Just in time, brother!"

The Fallen not only did not show fear, but laughed even more arrogantly.

It raised the chainsaw sword in its hand, and the huge blade exuded a corrupt and twisted atmosphere. The spiral teeth rotated disorderly, directly meeting the sharp blow of the company champion.

Zheng————! ! !

At the moment when the swords collided, a fiery metallic whistling sound shook the entire street.

The blue arc emitted by the power giant sword of the company champion hit the chain sword like a rainstorm, bursting out dazzling sparks.

However, the chain sword in the hands of the Fallen, despite its deformed appearance, successfully blocked the attack of the power giant sword.

However, the tyrannical force from the company champion was directly transmitted to the body of the Fallen through the weapon, instantly causing his feet to sink deeply into the hard road surface, and the broken fragments flew all around, and a shallow pit half a meter deep was smashed into the ground.

The company champion did not give in because of this. The servo system of the armor was fully operational, and the sword tip was still pressed tightly on the chain sword of the Fallen, and the energy bursting out distorted the surrounding air.

The two extraordinary warriors stalemate for a moment, and the company champion's low and angry voice came from the helmet:

"Traitor!!! Your doomsday is here!!"