Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Although Yinzekiel feels that he is just an ordinary Astartes from the bottom of his heart - but, obviously, he is not.

Which ordinary Astartes can tear apart a Slaanesh demon with his bare hands?

It's not like those third-rate novels published by the Ministry of Military Affairs, about an Astra Militarum recruit who has just joined the army for three months and stabbed the Chaos Astartes in the chest with a dagger... They really dare to write it.

"Company Commander."

A soldier from the third company came over. There was a drop of red blood on a yellow background on his right shoulder plate, which was the logo of their company: "The Astra Militarum have been withdrawn. They have suffered heavy losses and there are many enemies."

.”

Hearing this, Yin Qikir frowned: "Do those rebels still have reinforcements?"

"They are endless, Captain. Not only that, but according to reports from the Astra Militarum, they even have some heavy firepower, including two Stormsword tanks."

"..."

Yinziqil paused for a moment while pressing the bullet into the magazine - this kind of thing was originally the job of the servitors, but he insisted on doing it himself, which can be regarded as a small quirk.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the urge to curse. In fact, the full name of the Storm Sword Tank is more than just that. Its full name is the 'Storm Sword Super Heavy Tank'. This thing has a long history, but it is by no means a shabby antique.

The Hellhammer-type siege gun it is equipped with can blast through heavily guarded key strongholds with one shot. The most important thing is that this tank is designed for street fighting. Its predecessor, the Shadow Sword, was already a good player in street fighting.

, not to mention this improved model.

Damn it, where did a group of rebels get such a thing? Could it be that they were a rebel navy and forced the Imperial Guard on board to rebel too?

Frowning and not thinking too much, he said solemnly: "Send a team of Destroyers to deal with it - no, forget it, I'll go there myself."

He picked up the bolter, grabbed three more compressed magazines and hung them on his waist. Then there was a string of melta grenades. These dangerous little things collided with each other on his armed belt, and the chainsword had not yet been released.

The activated single-molecule sword blades rubbed against each other, making the soldier reporting the report nervous.

"Tell me the exact location and let the second tactical team and the fourth tactical team come over. The rest of the people do their jobs. We must persist for three hours. The city's defenses still have merit. I believe this will be useful to you."

It’s not difficult to say.”

"As you command, company commander."

The soldier immediately raised his hand and activated the communication. Not long after, heavy footsteps were heard outside the corridor. Yinziqil opened the door and walked out. He was satisfied that twenty Astartes had arrived, and everyone was fully armed.

, some people even had undried blood on their bodies.

The scarlet tears on his face made many people slow down their breathing. Yinqi Kil himself was well aware of this phenomenon, but he was too lazy to correct it and just nodded vigorously to them.

"The mission is very simple, my brothers." He said seriously. "Those rebels want to fight with us in the streets. I don't need to think about it to know what they want. We just need to wait until those Nurgle lackeys arrive.

, they can get the upper hand. But we also have support and are on the way."

"We only need to hold on for three hours - but this is not your mission. Your mission is to work with me to destroy the enemy's two Storm Swords."

"Is there a problem?"

No one responded, only the sound of uniform metal tapping. That was the sound of his right hand hammering on the breastplate. Yinqi Kil nodded to them again, without any disturbance in his heart.

He has long been accustomed to war.

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Climbing over the broken wall, Yinqi Kil led the second tactical team to move silently through the night city.

Street fighting is also a dangerous term for the Astartes. Especially when the enemy is outnumbered. You must be extremely careful, otherwise you will be shot by a sniper rifle that appears from nowhere.

Blast your head off, or step on a dangerous landmine.

Mortals may be relatively vulnerable to them in close combat, but long-range combat is not. And their power armor has not been updated, and it is not equipped with a reaction stance that can withstand explosive bombs.

They haven't gotten the new technology from Terra Space Station yet.

According to the queue, it will take about a year and a half before it's their turn, which is already a pretty fast pace. However, their chapter leader has always been worried about this matter, and every day he wants to fight with the four people in front of him.

Fifteen battle groups 'friendly exchanges'.

Raising his right hand, Yinziqil's overly keen observation ability since possessing the Tears allowed him to instinctively discover the hidden booby trap at the intersection ahead. The second team stopped immediately, and their superb tactical skills allowed them to quickly form a standard cover.

March in formation, always alert to possible attacks.

Yin Ziqil raised his head, leaned against the corner, raised his head warily, and observed the bell tower not far away - according to the intelligence of the Astra Militarum, the two Storm Swords were near the bell tower. And if he was the commander of the rebels,

Officer, he will definitely not let this place go.

——They do not have heavy firepower, which means that the bell tower cannot be destroyed in a short time. The snipers have a very good space to play, and based on this, they can even form a 'death zone' nearby. Within the battle group

In the tactical manual, the death zone means a high-risk area with an 85% chance of death after entering.

Yin Ziqil retracted his head. Their armors were all matte and would not reflect when they were sneaking. They were careful enough along the way and even took a long detour to avoid the clock tower's sight. However, now,

But there is no way around it.

What to do... While he was thinking, he heard a sharp scream coming from the air. Yin Qijier suddenly raised his head, and a transport plane crossed the horizon and landed at the other end of the city. A huge explosion sounded, and then

It's the rising smoke.

what's the situation?

A soldier whispered behind him: "Company commander, that transport plane seems to belong to the rebels. It is full of profanities and decorations."

"you sure?"

"Confirm, company commander. My eyepiece was modified by a technical sergeant to provide a better zoom factor."

"Contact the headquarters." Without the slightest hesitation, Yinqi Kil immediately changed his tactics. "Let them prepare and mobilize a destroyer team, an assault team, and three tactical teams to ambush the crash site. The enemy will definitely go there.

Check the situation, let them kill some and keep others as prisoners for interrogation, and be sure to find out what is going on with this transport plane."

"Understood, company commander, what about our mission? Do you want to continue?"

"Depending on the situation, we will stay on alert first."

"clear."

After arranging everything, he leaned against the corner, his mind racing, and he looked up at the dark night sky. There were no stars above, only darkness. Yinqi Kil sank his heart and instinctively had a premonition of something.