The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Breathtaking clouds of smoke poured out of every opening in the passage, limiting vision to meters, and only when it was about to stumble did the hidden wreckage appear on the helmet-mounted display.

Captain Castor of the Malicious Warrior Chapter's vision was filled with a noisy white, full of half-guessed outlines and uncertain target locks, and then he turned on the power armor's automatic monitoring system and turned it down. The spectral range is monitored, but every frequency is affected.

All forms of visible and near-visible light are engulfed in oily smog, and it's the collapsed reactor that produces that smog—

As for who made the reactor accident, they are also speculating, because the wreck of the ship cooled long ago, and its reactor should have been suffocated long ago, why can it still be ignited and destroyed?

There must be some trail in there, and Castor suspects that another group of Space Marines is causing them trouble.

But he has no proof.

The commander of the 'Slanderers' company, in bile yellow and coal black armor, moves with a predatory grace, some of his armor plates look better than others despite their shabby appearance. It's sturdier, as if it were a hybrid rather than a matching suit of armor, the scraped paint revealing the essence of who it was taken from - at least three Chapter's emblems inside.

His weapon is a two-handed power hammer strapped diagonally to his back—the hilt of the hammer protrudes above his left shoulder armor, and the head of the hammer emerges from his right hip.

And he was followed by more than thirty slanders.

Among the malevolent warriors, the Detractors are the elite among them. They are not many in number, but they are selected from all ten companies, and even the Scouts are no exception, and they are the representatives of the most brutal warriors in this chapter. .

Currently, Castor relies only on pulsed sound waves for guidance, but they can't be trusted either, because the collapse caused by the reactor's collapse sends back false echoes.

Suddenly, the experienced soldier's foot stumbled on the gravel of a ruined building, making a loud tremor.

He stumbled, kicking a pile of rebar wrapped around a fake stone, then slowed down, scanning the billowing smoke and buildings he glimpsed quickly from the darkness.

The company's non-commissioned officer, Barack, didn't see that Castor was full of speed, and he slammed into the company commander's power pack, knocking both of them into a stagger.

"Stupid pig!"

Castor was the first to react, turning to grab Barack's shoulder armor, and as he twisted the warrior's shoulders, the armored servo let out a groan, forcing the other to slump awkwardly to the side.

"Be careful."

Castor dragged the opponent in front of him, the helmet growled at the helmet, and then pushed back.

"Company commander, we can't see anything here! We must move to another channel."

Barack shouted, his eyepieces glowing red in the black smoke, his armor more old and fragmented than Castor's, a **** combination.

Just from these elite warriors, you can see the whole picture of the malicious warriors, so it is not difficult to understand why they will accept the employment of Mars sages.

To put it bluntly, it is a word -

poverty.

Suddenly, a strange noise swept through the air, screeching and friction announcing the arrival of more aliens.

"here we go again."

Castor grumbled in a low voice, and another group of Genestealers came out of the darkness.

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The weapons of the malevolent fighters roared and blasted a gap in the oncoming foe, but more foes soon swarmed up, and then a veteran opened a flamethrower, purifying flames at the oncoming enemy. group.

But the aliens charged desperately with the fury of fire, as if something more powerful than their original ferocity were driving them, and the light and flames burned them in rage as one, and the thick smoke made them Their actions become more bizarre and unpredictable.

The narrow range of movement in the aisle forced the Detractors to adopt multi-layered formations, the fighters in the front row had to kneel to make room for the comrades in the rear row to shoot, flames spewed from the throwers, and the bolt guns were piercing. The sound of the sound filled the entire hull, and the flames and bullets killed the incoming alien monsters, and at the same time set off a vortex of flesh and blood on the ground and walls.

The corpses piled up, but the foes kept coming, Genestealers chopping at the corpses of their kin, eager to get closer to their prey.

"Be careful! It's an aberration!"

During the fierce battle, a huge monster broke through the line of defense, and its huge claws grabbed one of the legs of veteran Barack and dragged him on the ground.

The Space Marine raised his other foot and kicked the monster's round head with his boot, but it didn't move at all, opening its mouth to reveal rows of wet black teeth.

"Mongrel!"

Barack drew his knife, like the gleaming part of his armor, the light of the sword, dimmed by the ashes, but not dulling its monomolecular blade.

With the strength of his waist, Barack stabbed the sharp blade into the neck of the aberration, leaving only the hilt exposed, and then began to withdraw the blade from the opponent's wrinkled flesh and hang himself on the opponent's body. .

In the spatter of pus and blood, the aberration screamed in pain, grabbing Balak with his hands, and scratching on the vicious warrior's visor and neckplate.

Barack was very strong. After a jab, he suddenly pulled out his knife, spat out a black blood, and stabbed in again.

"Come down! Brother!"

After Barack heard it, he released the handle of the knife and fell heavily.

Then the two veterans rushed up and sprayed angry flames at the monster. The aberration body wrapped in flames struggled and rolled under the fierce firepower. After Barack shot the opponent twice in the head, he slammed into it and pushed the aberration body covered in flames. When he arrived, he pulled out his own knife and cut off the enemy's head with one stroke.

"Use the grenade!"

Under Castor's order, the three veterans of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com threw fragmentation grenades, and the rest of the soldiers shielded their faces to avoid the impact of the explosion.

When the tremors subsided, they saw the injured alien trying to climb out of the rubble, battered with shrapnel.

Then walked up to kill the enemies one by one, at this time the other surviving aliens also turned around and fled, ready to plan the next attack.

After checking everyone's ammunition and finding that the situation was not very optimistic, Castor looked at the technical sergeant.

"Look at the bird divination instrument!"

As he spoke, Castor's head kept turning, trying to find a way out in the thick smoke and the collapsed passage.

"I feel that someone is making trouble, and those aliens won't destroy the reactor."

Hearing this sentence, Veteran Vesta suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Could it be the astral knights?"