Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

This is the Astartes? So damn strong!

Yes, this was Bruno's only thought at the time.

He didn't know about these supermen who lived in the stories passed down by word of mouth among the Astra Militarum, so he didn't know who the man in front of him with a military demeanor was.

In the eyes of these real middle and lower-level members of the Imperial Army, ordinary Astartes are already the protagonists of the legendary stories.

As for Calvin's height, it didn't mean much to them.

On the contrary, because of Calvin's current soul and psychic power, the military temperament with thousands of faces aroused more resonance in Bruno.

At this time, Bruno had been pulled up by Calvin's big hand. He looked at Calvin's body without fear. From the young and kind face of this giant, he recalled the appearance of the first company commander when he was a recruit.

The temperament of the old leader who had sacrificed for a long time and the person in front of him overlapped surprisingly, making Bruno's eyes a little moist unconsciously.

He didn't even care about the oppression brought by Calvin's strong body. He wanted the people in front of him to leave this dangerous place, the farther the better...

Now that he was about to die, Bruno, who was reckless, turned back to summon the troops again, and took the time to tell Calvin:

"It's too dangerous here! You must leave as soon as possible! Go back to where you should be, more people need you."

Calvin listened to his words, and the smile on his mouth slowly faded.

He couldn't use careless teasing to face the concern of an old soldier who was about to die in battle.

That was disrespectful to this feeling, and even more blasphemy to the sacred soul of mankind.

"Thank you for your concern, soldier. It's certainly dangerous here, but please remember that it's because of the danger here that we have the meaning of being here. Stop the attack and retreat to the space station, just say it's my order."

After that, he turned around and left with the Gray Knights behind him, walking towards the bulkhead that was shattered by the torpedo outside the weapon platform.

Bruno stood there blankly. His soldier's instinct and passion made him want to fight with the giant; and the unquestionable words in the other party made him want to obey subconsciously. Bruno turned his head again and looked at the determined eyes and hidden desire for life of the veterans in the hall. Finally, he waved his hand fiercely: "Retreat! While the gate is open, let's go to the other side!" As the Star Army on this weapon platform withdrew one after another, Calvin and others had no scruples and could start to clear out the invading orcs. The scale of the weapon platform is not very large, with a total construction area of ​​more than 10,000 square meters, and it is also vertically superimposed on the individual with the central axis of the platform as the center. After retrieving the platform structure diagram of the corresponding model through the servo of the power armor, Calvin can even directly cover more than half of the space with the perception of psychic power. Have you seen Lao Liu in FPS games who uses perspective to fight street battles? Calvin is in this state now. The nine guards behind him had left silently, heading for key positions on and off the platform.

Under the psychic connection, they formed a tactical group of three, and under the vision provided by Calvin, they began to clean up the weapon platform from top to bottom.

The decomposition force field of the power halberd began to crackle and was tightly grasped, and the huge metal magazine of the double-mounted storm bolter also made a powerful opening and closing and loading sound on the gun and the arm armor of the upper arm.

The heavy footsteps gradually began to speed up the rhythm. A hundred meters away from the orcs who landed, the special shrimp cans in the eyes of these orcs roared at them no less than their own!

"I am the Hammer of Purification!"

The orcs turned their heads that had almost no necks in shock, and in the Waaaaah sound that could not be distinguished from fear or anger, this group of elite orc boys with various metal armors embedded all over their bodies also charged towards the gray knights.

The rain of death bullets from the twin-barreled storm bolters and the various strange bullets fired by the orcs' big bangs were fired at each other in the narrow corridor.

The psychic shields that emerged from the Holy Shield Power Armor and the orcs who fell down in groups but still charged on the opposite side were shining together.

"For the Emperor and the Lord of Titans!"

"Waaaaaah!!!"

The bodies of both sides collided with a tinnitus under the huge inertia.

Under the sweep of the sharp blade of the Heavenly Punishment Stand Halberd, which was already fully running, large pieces of orc bodies and metal fragments flew all over the sky.

Boom!

The huge explosion came from the bang boy and the psychic boy in the back;

They laughed wildly and ignored their compatriots and fired fiercely forward, while dancing meaningless dances;

The Grey Knights carefully held up the psychic shields to resist the heavy bombs that penetrated the bodies of the orcs in front of them, and the green lightning that came across the space.

A huge stream of information converged from the brains of the three teams to Calvin in the distance, and in an instant, supported by the torrent of psychic energy that carried the information of their genetic father, they pointed forward in unison along the halberds in their hands:

"Law, whip!"

A thick silver lightning bolt spanned a distance of nearly 100 meters and instantly appeared on the orc boy behind;

The Waaaah position above their heads, which was sparse due to the number of people, was like a balloon full of black humor, abandoning them in an instant, and after being defeated head-on, it dissipated in the projection of the real universe and the subspace at the same time.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The heads of more than a dozen psychic boys exploded instantly, and the out-of-control psychic abilities on their bodies implicated the Bang Bang boys.

The flames brought by the huge green lightning exploded and spread around regardless of friend or foe.

The entire Bang Bang boy didn't even struggle, and was burned out in an instant, turning into a mixture of metal and charcoal.

There was no obstacle in front of the Gray Knight who charged again.

After losing the blessing of the Waaaaaah position, the remaining orcs recovered their animal instinct to face fear and fled backwards in a swarm. Then they were killed one by one on the spot by the Gray Knights who were chasing after them...

On the weapons platform, the death metal storm rolled up by the Gray Knights in a small space continued;

The roar of the violent arrow gun and the roar of the psychic law were still faintly heard above the platform.

Calvin himself rarely joined the frontal battlefield. Instead, he walked toward the ion reactor below the platform like a ghost with footsteps that were extremely inconsistent with his figure.

At the bottom end of the corridor and elevator, it was wrapped in heavy armor and placed in the hall of the reactor at the deepest point of the platform.

Calvin gently pushed open the creaking door and looked quietly at a group of infiltrators that Bruno had seen before, what the orcs themselves called special boys.

This group of aliens, who are completely different from other orcs in terms of size, equipment, and even temperament, are maintaining a quietness and coldness that is extremely rare in the eyes of orcs.

In the center surrounded by their team, one of the tallest orcs was giving orders:

"Lie down! Wait until the scum above is cleaned up! After the human shrimp comes back, we can go from here to the bigger iron house Waaaaah!"

"Waaaaaah!"

The nature of special boys makes them subconsciously want to roar in response to their boss.

But under the suppression of their boss's blood-red one eye, they all comically covered their big mouths full of sharp teeth with their hands.

"Quiet!"

The orc boss stretched out his hand to hold the beret he got from nowhere on his hairless head, and then seriously told his boys:

"We need to have brains! Ah! We already have brains!

We are different from those scumbags who only know the front Waaaaaah!

Be quiet!

be patient!

The Second Saint of Mao is watching us!

Only with the most patience now can we achieve a better Waaaaaah! "

"Wa..." The boy wanted to cheer again, but he remembered the boss's words and forced himself to endure it.

They looked at each other silently, and then looked at the center of the team.

The small green bean-like eyes shone with admiration for the boss.

After seeing this scene, Calvin finally couldn't help but smile. He greeted them with the tone and etiquette of a standard foreign visitor, and apologized appropriately:

"What, did I come at the wrong time?"

“…Waaaaaaaah!!!!!”

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I wrote in a hurry, so I didn’t fix any typos. I posted it first and corrected it later. I’m sorry.