Warhammer 40k Chaos Tyrant

"What on earth is that?"

Pushing away the corpses of their comrades that had begun to rot rapidly, the surviving mortal soldiers pointed at the very strange masked face made of clouds above their heads.

Their eyes were filled with numbness, and although they still retained shock on their faces, they soon began to look less surprised under the influence of the densely packed corpses of teammates who had been killed by the plague around them.

In just the blink of an eye, all the teammates around him were dead.

All died in the ethereal mist of the virus.

Those green mist are really terrifying. Even if they are fully armed and wearing thick chemical protective suits to ensure that their skin has no contact with the air at all, it is still of no use to that terrible plague virus. , spread from the bodies of those Astartes whose bodies are full of putrid pus. Even if the defenses of those Astartes are greatly reduced due to decay, once they die, the virus will spread in their bodies. More green mist will be released, causing even more catastrophic damage to the defense line.

"All dead, all dead!"

Some people went crazy, and their shouts were like a heavy hammer, resounding in everyone's hearts.

"boom!"

The surviving imperial political commissar took out his unfired gun without any hesitation and accurately shot the heads of those madmen.

"Everyone returns to their combat positions immediately, everyone returns to their positions immediately!"

His voice was particularly loud, "But not many surviving soldiers went to see him. Most of them looked at the man in the sky who was opening and closing his mouth as if roaring. Weird faces.

"Bang bang bang!"

Another series of gunshots rang out, and the guards finally began to slowly squirm.

After three or four mergers, most of the legion's structures have been completely crippled.

Soldiers from hundreds of legions were mixed together. Although the number was still considerable, the large number of corpses piled up next to them still reduced the momentum of the army to the lowest level.

The ground is covered with craters ranging from several meters to tens of meters in size. Everyone has more or less traces of blood and residual limbs on their bodies. Even the most elite Terra Guards are looking dirty at this moment. They were dirty and looked no different from corpses infected by the plague virus.

However, there are always some exceptions to this.

Paul led his soldiers and stood on the city wall.

All the new recruits have died. The survivors are all veterans who have fought against the Chaos Demon several times. They are also the best among the best in the Punishment Legion. And because the organization was also crippled, Paul is still here. It accommodated many soldiers from other companies and even other punishment legions.

"Old man." Lester Rat Man Cornell Buck slowly walked to Paul's side.

The rat army under his command was once again dispersed, but the two companies he led were not dispersed. They suffered heavy losses, but they still retained their combat effectiveness. After gathering, they rushed back as soon as possible. On top of the city wall.

"Are you not dead yet?" Paul's heavy heart suddenly felt better.

"Your mouth is still as smelly as your assholes." Cornell Buck rolled his eyes helplessly, and there was some envy in his tone: "It seems that there are no less people around you! All my tricks have been They were completely broken up. Except for the two companies I personally led, the lives and deaths of others were unknown. I waited for them at the assembly point for nearly an hour, but they never arrived. "

"They are all almost dead. There are hundreds of people in a company. All the new recruits were completely dead in the first charge. The remaining veterans are almost dead as well. These are all other legions I have temporarily Come here." Paul looked at the soldiers scattered on the city wall, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes.

"Well, I wonder if you are interested in taking in us rat men? After all, we are not going to charge."

"welcome!"

Paul patted the rat man next to him heavily on the shoulder. With his joining, the battle to defend the city might be easier for a while.

"Who is Colonel Paul?" The imperial officer, covered in blood, hurried over from the other side of the city wall.

"...There is only Major Paul here, not Colonel Paul!" Paul tidied up his tattered military uniform that had been damaged by artillery shells, especially the epaulettes.

"You have been promoted, Colonel Paul. Now a Lemanus tank has been mobilized under your command and will assist you in subsequent defensive operations. This is the order of the new No. 3 theater commander, General Louis Meg!"

After taking the letter of appointment and looking at the colonel's code on it, Paul folded it up forcefully and stuffed it into his chest.

“Is it Louis Meg?

Unexpectedly, he became the commander of Theater No. 3 so quickly. "

Cornell Barker has some regrets.

I think he was the commander of the Punishment Corps at the same level as Louis Meg.

Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, Louis Meg has become the commander-in-chief of Theater No. 3, but he is still the commander of a demihuman legion, and he actually leads the team to fight in person. There is no need to be like those Theater commanders also hide in strong fortresses and issue orders.

"Louis Meg definitely did not climb to such a position only because of His Majesty the Marshal." There was some longing in Paul's tone. Taking the position of commander-in-chief of the No. 3 theater means that he has completely stepped into the position. to the top of the empire.

As long as the empire can win the final victory, no matter how bad Louis Meg is, he can still become the governor of the direct system, or even become the chief of a certain department, or even join the High Lords Council.

"I have never said that Louis Meg got into such a position through the back door through a trust relationship. His command ability is indeed better than that of most commanders. I am just a little envious." Cornell Barker He didn't hide his emotions at all, because he knew there was no need to hide them.

Unlike the soldiers who serve as generals, they are just cannon fodder.

Oh, he's already a general.

He's just the general of a demihuman army!

"Loyal imperial soldiers, there is no need for you to resist stubbornly..."

Blood rain began to fall in the sky, and with a declaration of surrender made by a strange face made up of dark clouds, a new round of attack began.

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"It's the Night Lord!" Luduo Yin'er sneered and stood up from his seat. He pushed away the mechanical servants busy in front of him and poured the hot alloy repair fluid on his damaged armor. Above armor.

"The sound of the Raptor's vertical descent module pierced my eardrums, and I could still distinguish it. It must be Rockliffs, an idiot. This damn guy likes to do this trick. He is still rappelling from high altitudes. In front of Aegis, hahahaha!" Luduo Yin'er laughed, as if he was laughing at the stupidity of his genetic brother.

"Don't be careless. Your injuries have not been repaired yet. Let the garrison defend first!" Louis Meg stretched out his hand and handed over a bottle of strong liquor. His face was full of exhaustion.

Although he did not reach the front line of the battlefield, but had been hiding behind the command, the high-intensity command still made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he had to rely on this extremely bitter and spicy liquor to keep his mind clear.

"These damn chaos demons have no skills but like to spray corrosive solutions." Luduo Yin'er took the strong drink and took a hard sip: "I begged Mrs. Linda for this set of armor for a long time, and she got it. It was made for me. I needed to be a guinea pig for a hundred years. I didn’t expect it to be like this in less than two months. These damn chaos demons can’t do it! Kill this idiot Rockliffs with your hands, and use his head to buy another suit of armor..."

"Meow! Sit down!" A cold voice came from behind. Lu Duoyin'er immediately shuddered and sat down obediently.

Mintis walked to his side: "Meow, your injury is not healed yet, take off your armor and lie down in the medical cabin next to you for a while."

"Madam!" Louise Meg bowed slightly and expressed her respect to Mintis.

But Lu Duoyin'er's face suddenly turned bitter. Once he took off his armor, it would take him at least three or four hours to put it back on.

After three or four hours, the day lilies are cold.

And this does not include the time for repairing the medical cabin. If it were included, five or six hours would be possible!

"Madam, there's really nothing wrong with me. I just scratched my skin a little bit."

"Meow, I don't want to repeat it a second time..." Before Mintis could finish her words, Lu Duoyin'er kept her and Louis under his body and held them tightly. pressed against the wall. And just when he finished all this, violent shock waves, accompanied by deafening roars, began to spread in the command room.

Dozens of burly black figures rushed into the command room following the shock wave.

It's the Chaos Space Marines Astartes of the Midnight Spirit Lord who have arrived... These guys are really stupid. They just landed and found the command room so quickly... There must be someone inside. reason.

He looked at the two people under him who were intact, and then looked at the precious medical warehouse on the side being shattered into pieces in the shock wave.

Lu Duoyin'er's face suddenly darkened. This was his legion's medical bay, and it was also his personal medical bay.

Among the entire legion, there was only Shi Jia. This was because he was a close subordinate of Chen Guo.

This kind of item from the "Golden Age" is very rare, and only the prince can get it. (Chen Guo system redeems Elysium Medical Bed!)

He is fully aware of the magic of these medical cabins. Even if half of the head is blown off, as long as most of the brain tissue fragments can be preserved and the basic life breath can be maintained, the patient can be saved. hope. Although it is not possible to survive with 100% chance, as long as there is 1% hope, it is very precious.

And such precious medical items were actually destroyed by these damn ignorant idiots!

"Damn you, I'm going to cut off your heads and bury them with you in the medical cabin!"