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Balk could have sworn to the Emperor, or anyone he knew, that he began to shiver inevitably as the wind roared from the far side of the wasteland.

He didn't want to hide it, he didn't want to hide it from anyone. Lying to himself was not part of his education, and it is pathetic enough for a man to lie naturally, but to lie to himself

In short, he believes that honesty is not something to be blamed for.

The company commander closed his eyes, took a deep breath and retreated into the trench. There was non-stop panting in his ears, he opened his eyes, and saw a soldier touching the seal on his helmet, and at the same time silently chanting the name of Ultramar.

Balk patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

The voice of the correspondent came from the communication channel. He could not see the situation on the battlefield, so his voice was quite calm: "Orbital bombing will begin immediately."

Hearing these words, he finally calmed down a little.

At the same time, an order directly from his superior rang through the communication channel: "Withdraw to the city and prepare for defense according to the line established by the Avenue of Heroism! The Astartes are about to take over the battlefield outside the city! "

"It's really not something we can handle."

Balk grunted, it was difficult for his pride to admit this matter, but he had to admit—how would they deal with a rotten monster with a height of 100 meters? The light gun in his hand might only scratch that thing's itch.

The order was issued, and they began to withdraw into the city quickly and orderly. Through the windows of the troop carrier, he saw dozens of Land Raiders that had been deployed earlier passing them.

For no reason, Balk felt a calmness that did not belong to him rise from his heart. He didn't know where this poise of courage came from, but he couldn't help smiling.

"May the Emperor bless you," he said softly.

"I think the quadruple laser cannons definitely can't kill that thing."

Iron Snake, Tecario, the heavy fireman of the Priad squad, said this sentence inside the rumbling Land Raider.

His voice was accurately picked up by the land-walking titan, and immediately sent to the ears of his brothers. In the past, I'm afraid they would have to talk to each other at the top of their lungs.

Tecario is an active, young brother in this newly formed squad.

His words attracted the attention of the company commander Bach, who shook his head, and he opened his mouth amidst the bumps and shakes.

"Don't be so pessimistic."

He warned solemnly, the tone of disapproval was very obvious.

"Even if the quadruple-mounted laser cannons are not enough, then one round of salvo is also acceptable. If one round of salvo is not enough, then is one round of double-mounted heavy bombers acceptable? If none of them work, we still have to There's orbital bombing to call in."

"Don't be too hard on him, Captain."

Pharmacist Chesterton's hoarse voice sounded over the communication channel.

"Young people are always like this. They like to talk and talk to show their character and liven up the atmosphere. You should give him a little encouragement. I don't want to see Tecario become a silent and gloomy person like you."

Bach didn't speak, but everyone knew that his eyes under the visor were probably staring at the pharmacist. Two of the battle brothers laughed, including the one who piloted the Land Raider.

He laughed as he steered his beloved tank over the rotting bones of the walking dead. The sound of the explosion was heavily covered by the sound of the track running, and the rumbling sound of the engine echoed in the rear cabin.

The driver smiled and didn't stop. The readouts were accurately displayed in his eyepiece, which freed him from having to constantly watch those complicated displays, and because of this, he could also start teasing their company commander.

"That's true, Captain. You wandered around the first bridge every day for half a month, trying to run into the captain. If you have Tecario's gift for languages, you don't have to be serious when the captain asks you what the weather is like today." Tell him there's no weather on the Revenge."

Bach was silent for a long time, and then he said a word amidst the suppressed laughter of his brothers: "The person who has killed the fewest enemies is not allowed to access the simulation cabin or contact the reserve forces to train them for a natural month."

Laughter was immediately replaced by silence.

Five minutes later, they arrived at their destination. The rear hatch opened, and the twelve steel snakes of Priad's team began to jump down one by one, fully armed and vigilant. Bach was the last to step out of the hatch, tapping the back of the driver's seat as was customary before leaving.

"I know, company commander." The brother in charge of driving told him. "Don't forget Priad."

"Don't forget Priad."

Bach nodded to him and jumped off the Land Raider. The tank left immediately and rushed to the front line of the battlefield. It would bomb the monster with the other tanks and heavy firemen, while they had other tasks.

There was more than one monster in that gust of wind.

"go ahead."

Bach issued his first battlefield order after arriving in Connor: "According to the instructions of the think tanks, we need to walk 4,300 meters, and we are all ready. They must be waiting."

Moving forward, the Iron Boots of the land titan thumped over the mutilated corpses created by the auxiliaries of Ultramar. Some walking corpses with tenacious vitality have not died yet. They howled and wanted to inject germs into their bodies through steel, but what they got was a heavy crush.

Bach keenly noticed that the stench from them was slowly forming a dark green mist, which represented that the position of the Black Tower was losing its stability.

This is not good news.

Six minutes later, relying on their strong physiques and the power assistance of Land Xing Titan, they arrived at their destination. Here is a high slope, the natural scenery has been completely destroyed, the thick creep blanket covers the soil, maggots are wriggling among the rotting plants, everything here is evil and profane.

"Sure enough," Chesterton said gravely. "The efforts of the think tanks have not been in vain. The power of the abominable plague has penetrated in, and even the Black Tower cannot completely stop it?"

"Maybe, but we are here. They want to use point-to-point infiltration to solve the Black Tower's position, but we will not let them do so. Every infiltration point of the position has combat brothers to check."

After saying this, Bach turned his head and nodded to the young Tecario. The latter stepped forward, and the flamethrower in his hand began to operate. Bright flames began to burn on the creep, and they watched the scene in silent hatred, but did not let their guard down.

This vigilance saved Bach's life.

He heard a slight, annoying buzzing, like the wings of a fly. His reaction speed made him immediately realize what the appearance of the voice meant, and then he took a step back abruptly, dodging the attack that appeared from the creep.

A rusty and dirty blade stabbed out from under the creep, and a figure with armor but still looking extremely swollen opened the creep to reveal it. Tecario shifted fire immediately, but the rotting human skin covering the thing killed the flames.

There was a deep laughter: "We have been waiting for a long time, believers of the false emperor."

"shut up!"

Chesterton roared angrily, he didn't say any more, the Ocean Spear was thrown out by him, piercing through the swollen figure's body with lightning speed. It let out a low moan, and turbid yellow pus flowed out from the pierced wound on its belly, but the poisonous miasma also came along with it.

It quickly backed away at a speed that didn't fit its body shape, and then, from behind the creep, more armored, swollen figures slowly emerged.

Bach gripped his bolter tightly and didn't fire the first shot. The twelve steel snakes of the Puliad team were surrounded by their backs. The back of the Land Titan began to glow, and twelve runes began to appear at the same time, dispelling the deadly miasma that had been weakened by the position once. Weakened again, the dark green mist completely dissipated.

A voice full of lamentation sounded: "It is always the case, you always refuse. Your ruthless emperor asked you to come to die, but you know nothing about it. And for the gift bestowed by our generous grandfather, You also refuse together."

"Can decay be called a gift? You are so shameless. The Emperor used his wisdom to shape your body, but you betrayed him. What face do you have standing here?"

Tecario retorted, his vitality showed the best use at this moment, and Bach began to admire his eloquence secretly in his heart.

The swollen figure holding the huge rusted chainsword didn't care at this moment, he shook his head, and the scar that seemed to be squirming on the notorious dark green power armor squirmed, the death guard sighed, and the ferocious unicorn on the top of his head lightened slightly. Shake slightly.

"You won't understand, bathing in holy filth is a torture that avoids pain. The world is full of cruelty and coldness, but the embrace of a loving father embraces us, and she wraps us with her strength, making us We don't suffer anymore but you"

He sneered, and the laughter was full of hoarse frustration caused by being wrapped in sticky phlegm: "You won't understand, so let's spread pain and speak with violence."

"It's long overdue, you bloody traitor!" Cursed Tecario, putting the flamethrower back on his back, a rune flashed and it stuck firmly to his back. From his belt, he drew a bolter, gleaming with givadoran-enchanted magazines.

Bach nodded to him, then raised his gun, and half a second later, his order sounded with the gunshot.

"Fire!"

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