Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Atop the canopy of flesh and blood, Perturabo watched in disbelief as the muzzles on the arms of the Domitar Guards quickly lit up. The powerful weapons installed by the original body were aimed at his head, and then fired.

Dragging his heavy power armor that had lost power, Perturabo struggled to move his body, barely escaping the fatal attack on his vital points. The high-explosive grenade exploded on his body, leaving the heavy armor full of cracks.

"What happened?"

Betrayed by his most trusted Iron Guard, Perturabo was furious. He soon realized the current situation - a more powerful offensive code had invaded his system, taking away the Domitar Iron Guard and the Control of the power armor on his body!

That is to say, the physical strength of the original body was strong enough, and Perturabo was able to forcibly move his body despite the interference of the Solemnity Agreement, while the Iron Warriors who were also invaded were trapped alive in the armor.

However, even after understanding the situation, Perturabo was unable to take any effective action. He lacked the ability to change the status quo.

Mortarion swung his scythe, intending to chop off his brother's head, but a blood ax thrust across, and the bloodthirsty maniac blocked the Death Lord's attack.

Skarbrand held back Mortarion, but this could not save Perturabo from death. The Domitar Guards' cannons were reloaded and pointed at his head. This time, no one could stop him. A fatal attack.

Even when death was about to come, Perturabo did not close his eyes resignedly. He glared angrily, and his angry eyes glanced back and forth at the Domitar Guards, not letting go of any possible opportunity, but , the solemn agreement did not give him any chance.

Dozens of laser beams converged together, converging into a dazzling and deadly red dot between Perturabo's eyebrows. The armor on his body cracked in the explosion into a beautiful and beautiful collapse shape like a flower. At this time of life and death, , but Perturabo laughed crazily, with blood on his eyebrows and peonies on his clothes. The more he smiled, the more lonely he became.

Amid Perturabo's crazy laughter, a modified Thunderhawk gunship trailing thick smoke fell from the sky. It was a strategic bomber used by the Iron Warriors to compete with the Human Federation's drone swarms for air supremacy. At this moment, it smashed In the center of the Dom Tower Iron Guard array.

boom--

The violent explosion blast overturned Perturabo's seriously injured body with a severed arm. He rolled down like a dead dog to the edge of the duel between Mortarion and Skarbrand. Then, three people equipped with jetpacks, A figure wearing simple armor descended from the sky, holding weapons and standing beside Perturabo. They were the crew members of this Thunderhawk gunship.

Perturabo's eyes dimmed slightly, and he already understood what had just happened.

The standard crew of the strategic bomber-modified Thunderhawk gunship is 4 people, but now there are only 3 people falling next to him. This shows that the remaining 1 person did not escape in an emergency. He drove the Thunderhawk gunship directly into the Dom Tower Guard.

"Father, we are here to rescue you." After the burning wreckage of the gunboat, the Iron Warrior wearing simple armor said.

"Hmm..." Perturabo nodded with difficulty as he endured the severe pain of tearing in his neck.

Looking at the simple armors worn by the three Iron Warriors that only protected their vitals, Perturabo felt mixed emotions. These simple armors without complete protective capabilities and auxiliary systems are equipment provided to new recruits. They are not even formal Iron Warriors, but recruits who are still in the probation period.

It was precisely because of their crude armor that they accidentally escaped the invasion of the Sovereign Agreement.

But even recruits who are assigned the strategic bombing mission, which is considered relatively easy, will not hesitate to drive the gunship to launch a suicide dive towards the enemy when the father of the gene is in danger.

The firelight reflected on Perturabo's blood-stained face, and among the burning wreckage of the gunboat, several deformed figures stood up from the flames.

The Domitar Guards are a technological masterpiece that Perturabo is proud of. They are powerful, and their bodies made of steel are powerful and reliable. Even the suicide charge and close-range explosion of the Thunderhawk gunship could not kill all these steel monsters. Death, they walked out of the flames, with gun barrels popping out of their charred bodies.

Perturabo stood up with difficulty with a broken arm and serious injuries. He looked up at the sky. In the distance, an 'Osprey' transport plane was rushing towards here. Due to the influence of the Poison Saint before, the Tyranids in the atmosphere The swarm has been eliminated, and the Iron Warriors have gained control of the air over the area.

The three Iron Warrior recruits held inferior weapons and stood between the steel monster controlled by the Suzheng Agreement and Perturabo. They shot into the flames without hesitation, but the standard laser weapons of the recruits could not hurt them at all. The armor of the Domitar Guards, after all, they are war machines created by Perturabo himself.

The new recruits threw away their laser rifles, snapped their chainswords, and prepared to charge forward for holy melee combat.

——This is a very wise decision. The teeth of the chain sword are made of adamantine, which is the strongest material in human hands. The strong armor that cannot be penetrated by laser rifles will be ripped open by the bite of the adamantine teeth. .

But both Perturabo and the Iron Warriors know what it means to fight these steel monsters in close combat.

"They don't even have a real set of power armor..." Perturabo looked at the back of the scion running towards the Dom Tower Iron Guard, and wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Behind him, the Iron Warriors' Osprey transport plane was approaching. Mortarion realized that something was wrong, and his movements suddenly became violent. The Lord of Death tried to get rid of the bloodthirsty demon, and three Iron Warriors recruits armed with chain swords Already rushed into the flames.

The chain sword pierced the chest of the Domita Iron Guard, and the adamantine saw teeth bit into the iron soldiers who had been trusted by Perturabo. The engine of the Osprey transport aircraft roared, passing over the mottled flesh and blood tree crown at low altitude.

"Damn..." Mortarion used his scythe to cut off Skarbrand's blood axe. Seeing Perturabo being pulled onto the transport plane by the Iron Warriors, he tried to rush over to intercept, but was blocked by the bloodthirsty demon's battle axe. Blocking the way.

Seeing that Perturabo was about to escape, Mortarion, who had been as calm as death, finally became angry. He raised his scythe and glared at Skarbrand in front of him: "Are you ready to bear the price of angering me? ?”

The duel in the flesh canopy continued. The Osprey transport plane carried the seriously injured Perturabo through the polluted atmosphere of Oregon. Below the transport plane, several recruits were already buried in the flames.

"The auxiliary cogitator of this transport has been removed. We are safe, father." The Iron Warrior piloting the transport said softly.

"Well done." Perturabo nodded.

"The armored vehicle carrying the body of the Poison Saint was also invaded by the Suzheng Agreement. This artifact cannot be recovered." He said apologetically: "I'm sorry, father, we failed to protect what you entrusted to us... "

"It's not your fault. Even I can't do anything against that level of invasion." Perturabo shook his head.

The Iron Warrior piloting the transport plane was silent for a moment. He felt that Perturabo was so strange now, and there was an indescribable difference from the way he used to be. After a long time, he plucked up the courage and said softly:

"But we are not weak, Father."

"I know."