Warhammer 40k Chaos Tyrant

"Cover us!"

A large number of smoke bombs hit the ground, and the billowing gray smoke slowly filled everyone's sight and occupied all their sight.

Following the cover of these gray smoke, Paul rushed out of the trench like a wild horse.

And following closely behind him were several mortal soldiers who were also fully armed.

"Ignorance!" Looking directly at the gray smoke in front of him, the expressionless Chaos Demon suddenly outlined a very creepy smile, and he slowly waved the scepter in his hand.

Then, invisible airflow began to gather around his body.

This kind of smoke is enough to block the sight of ordinary people, but it is really a bit too much to block his sight.

He chanted a strange spell, and the wind began to whistle. The headwind visible to the naked eye began to spread in the gray smoke like a blade.

At the same time, the Chaos Demons also lit up with blue and red lights, and as these lights lit up again, they immediately saw everything in front of them clearly, and the gray smoke could no longer stop them from moving forward.

"Not good, retreat!"

Paul's eyes focused and he immediately noticed something was wrong. Without any hesitation, he turned around and led the team members behind him, preparing to turn around and retreat to another trench not far away.

At the same time, he waved his palm and threw out several fragmentation grenades that were almost as big as fists.

There was no violent explosion as expected, and there was not even a sound. The grenades did not even fall to the ground, but were immediately cut into pieces by the invisible wind blade until they fell to the ground and completely silenced.

"Company commander!" Paul suddenly felt a huge force hitting him, and then he stumbled forward a few steps without standing firmly. Then he felt something hit him again. He silently turned his perspective and looked back through the narrow perspective of the breathing mask. He saw a palm still on his shoulder, but the owner of this palm, a veteran soldier under his command, disappeared. When his sight moved downward, Paul finally saw the body that had been cut into pieces by the invisible wind blade. "Boom!" Paul's head seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, and his body began to tremble unconsciously. However, in just a few microseconds, he completely recovered. When another deadly wind swept over, he had already thrown another team member into a trench not far away, barely avoiding the wind blade that might cut him into pieces. Endless winds came, the gray smoke in the sky was blown away, and the trench revealed its original appearance again. "Very clever!"

Frowning, the Chaos Demon turned his gaze away.

As the first pioneer to step into the Eternal Wall, he was actually in a state of anxiety. After all, everyone knew that behind the Eternal Wall, there were many beings who could easily kill them. Besides, they were called pioneers. But in fact, they were more like cannon fodder, and no one would help them avenge themselves after they died.

"It seems that my luck today is pretty good. I didn't encounter any evil stars. But it's better to be careful!" Continuing to wave the scepter in his hand and releasing more buff spells, the Chaos Demon walked forward little by little.

Without the Eternal Wall, this perfect geographical advantage, it is good to carry out high-to-low defense, and the pace of the Chaos Legion's advance began to become unstoppable.

However, this is also a very normal thing. After all, in addition to the Chaos Legion, a large number of Chaos Demons also joined the battlefield. With the help of such a large number of Chaos Demons, if they still can't win, then there is really nothing they can do.

Lying in the trench, Paul slowly raised his head. He felt the burning pain on his back.

It was obvious that although he was not cut into pieces, his back must be covered with wounds at this moment.

Enduring the pain, he gave his waist another stitch and slowly climbed up.

He looked around and found that apart from himself, there was only an old soldier with half of his arm cut off not far away who was still alive. As for the others he brought out, all of them died in the deadly wind blade just now.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"What about you?"

"The bleeding has stopped. I can continue to shoot without an arm and it does not prevent me from continuing to fight."

Nodding, Paul did not speak again, but silently checked his equipment. The pain in his back was once again covered up by the effect of the medicine, and he could clearly feel that the blood on his back was no longer flowing down.

After reloading his shotgun, Paul helped the old soldier up and ran quickly forward along the low trench.

He had already understood that the gray smoke could not cover him, but this did not make him give up the idea of ​​dealing with the Chaos Demon.

If this guy is not dealt with, then no one in his company will survive.

In addition to open trenches, there are also non-open trenches. Some trenches are even several meters deep underground, forming a downward cave. The purpose of these caves is not only to hide themselves, but also to prevent intensive bombing.

After passing through a downward cave and climbing up again, two Chaos Demons who were constantly gnawing on corpses appeared in front of him.

There was a little hesitation, but the two Chaos Demons did not give them a chance to hesitate, because the bloody smell emanating from them had attracted their attention.

These are two Khorne Demons. They have quickly picked up the bone swords on the ground and rushed towards Paul and the others.

It seems that they are going to use these two heads to increase their contribution to the Human Head Jingguan.

"Puff!"

Without any hesitation, the veteran standing next to Paul took out the hand cannon on his waist and shot them in the head one by one.

Fighting with these Chaos Demons, for a veteran like him, he already has rich experience. Fighting with Chaos Demons in close combat is purely seeking death. After all, these damn guys don't even have crotches. It's definitely not the Chaos Demons who will die if they chop each other with a sword.

Paul, who was about to fight with the power sword in his hand, stopped in place with a little embarrassment.

He turned slightly, looked at the pistol that was still slowly floating up with bird smoke, licked his lips and finally didn't say anything more: "Go!"

He quickly pulled out the exit of the cave, and the green mist that covered the sky and the sun quickly gathered.

And behind this mist, Paul found the Chaos Demon who had just sent a fatal wind blade to them.

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he struggled to climb out of the high cave exit, ready to slowly touch over and get rid of this guy.

But at this moment, an arm suddenly pulled him back, and then the old soldier with a broken arm quickly rushed out of the cave, and the movement was much faster than that of a normal person with intact limbs.

"Come back!"

Paul shouted in a low voice that only they could hear, but it didn't work at all, because the old soldier had already rushed into the green mist.

Gritting his teeth, Paul wanted to follow.

But at this moment, a huge explosion suddenly came from the mist where the old soldier disappeared, and then a huge impact hit him, blowing him directly out, and he fell back into the cave, hitting the hard gravel ground heavily.

Without paying attention to the wound on his body that started bleeding again, Paul stretched his head out of the cave again.

The green smoke was dispersed by the shock wave, which allowed him to clearly see the scene of the explosion.

The old soldier had already disappeared, and although the Chaos Demon was still standing there, most of his body had been blown to pieces. The pale green barrier outside was flashing from time to time, and it looked like it could be completely shattered at any time.

"Damn it!"

Picking up the shotgun, Paul was ready to rush up to finish the job.

But at this moment, a roar came from a distance, and the green barrier was immediately shattered, along with the demon with disbelief written all over his face.

He was dead!

Paul recognized the gunshot, which was the sound of Kens's ridiculously loud sniper rifle.

Hearing this sound, Paul silently climbed back to the cave and turned away.

After paying a painful price, the Chaos Demon on their side was finally removed.

Back in the trench, because there was no Chaos Demon's spell blessing, the originally fierce offensive was immediately blocked, and the sound emitted by the Ripper machine gun once again resounded throughout the venue.

"Sir!"

Waving his hand to stop the subordinates who wanted to come to help him, Paul injected another medicine into his body.

He couldn't remember how many medicines he had injected, but it was not difficult to see from the three medicines left in the medicine box he carried with him that at this moment, what was flowing in his body was no longer blood, but a mixture of blood and stimulant medicines.

"Get me a new box of medicine, report the battle damage, count the number of people who can fight, where is the pharmacist? Come and bandage my wounds..." He quickly issued one combat order after another, and after just a short while, Paul got the corresponding battle damage report.

He looked at the complete battle damage report, and his expression looked a little better.

It was not as he imagined that more than 70% of the soldiers were killed in battle. Although 50% was not a small number, it was not even half. Compared with the previous battle damage ratio of 90%, it was much better. At least the organization was very complete, and because of the sufficient logistics, they did not run out of ammunition and food, and they could continue to hold on.

"Sir, your back has begun to fester, it is very likely infected by bacteria!"

"Help me clean them up."

The company's pharmacist looked very ugly, but he still used his simply disinfected palms and blades to cut off all the festering flesh.

When he encountered some particularly stubborn wounds, he simply threw away the blade on his fingertips and pulled hard to tear off the whole piece of meat.

"Ugh!" Paul's face was extremely pale, but he just groaned and did not make a heart-wrenching roar.

Five or six minutes later, under the rough intervention of the pharmacist, the green rotten flesh that was about to continue to move into the body was torn off and thrown on the ground...

Shaking his head, shaking off the sweat that could not be wiped clean in the helmet from his eyes, the pharmacist sighed deeply, "These bacteria and toxins have penetrated into your body. I can only roughly clean up some of the bacteria and toxins outside. If you want to clean up all of these bacteria and toxins, you still need to use some other methods, and there is no condition to use these methods here. I suggest you retreat immediately and go to the rear for treatment."

Looking up at him silently, Paul did not speak, but silently poured the alcohol in his hand on the ground, on the abscesses and rotten flesh.

Opening his mouth, the pharmacist wanted to say something else, but when he saw Paul's firm eyes, he closed his mouth silently again.

Paul looked at the burning flesh and blood on the ground and felt that his back seemed to be empty. But he felt extremely relaxed, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden... It was indeed a heavy burden, after all, he had lost several kilograms of flesh, right?

"Sir, the enemy is coming again!"

A new batch of beastmen and mutants rushed up again... I really don't know where Horus found so many beastmen and mutants, as if he could never kill them all.

Picking up his weapon again, Paul was ready to lead the team to attack, but at this moment, dense footsteps came from behind him.

He looked back and immediately saw that dozens of tall towers wearing golden armor were running from the trenches behind him with spreading and neat steps.

"Who is the commander here?" Lu Yindor stopped his steps.

"It's me, sir!" Looking at the logo on the armor, Paul quickly walked forward a few steps.

Looking down at this mortal covered in blood, Lu Yinduoer nodded with an affirmative expression, "Your mission has been successfully completed. Now go to the rear for treatment and rest. The next battle here will be left to us."

"Yes...Sir!"