Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

"For the Emperor!"

Terra Calendar M42K.0002—Day 7 of the Defense of Terra/Moscow Hive "Singing Fountain" Position

Along with the roaring shouts, the eye-catching heavy machine gun muzzle roared, and the dazzling light of fire drove the firing device to operate quickly as the finger pulled the trigger. Strings of thick bullets tied in the ammunition chain were shaken from the ammunition box. Drag it into the barrel of the gun, and fire it into the distance amidst the roar of the gun like the Emperor himself.

The soldier of the Tadashi Academy wearing a unique black helmet is sitting behind a sandbag. His chest is very handsome. Just like those awesome and handsome Astra Militarum heroes in the Imperial war movies, there are ammunition chains hanging on the left and right sides of his chest. The gold Copper-colored bullets were inserted into the bullet chains and hung from his chest, crossing each other.

The loyal heir of Zhongsi Academy held the trigger of the heavy machine gun in front of him with both hands. He roared while pressing the trigger to fire. The roaring gun body sent a huge recoil force to his arms with every shot. The arm conducts the power of the gun to the whole body, causing the cross bullet chain hanging on the chest to swing back and forth.

The machine gunner's eyes moved repeatedly through the sight in front of the machine gun. With every turn he made, a whole line of fire shot through. The bright red line of artillery fire roared from the ruined city streets. However, those flying bullets instantly knocked an inhuman monster to the ground.

The monster with a head that resembled a ram but walked upright on arms and legs was instantly torn apart by the roaring heavy machine gun bullets. The fur-covered body was pierced with countless holes by the bullets fired like a torrential rain, and then became like a broken piece. The cloth was torn instantly like that.

The monster fell to the ground with a bang, but behind it, another upright monster with a bull's head quickly jumped out. He stood on the ruins of the street with a wood-cutting machine gun in both hands and roared in a voice that sounded like a mixture of animals and humans. He said, "Die! Human bastard! Follow your false emperor and die!"

It opened its big mouth and flicked out the cow tongue under it. The red tongue swung left and right with the recoil of the logging gun in its hand. In the disgusting saliva splashing, a series of gunfire burst out from the muzzle of the logging gun. , a series of artillery fire roared towards the square at the end of the street.

Countless bullets hit the sandbags and bulletproof shield walls. The defensive position built around the fountain statue in the square was blown away by the fierce firepower. Behind the bull-headed monster were more inhuman beasts, but they were not demons either. Rushing into the streets, they fired violently at the Imperial positions with whatever good or shabby weapons they had.

Those things are mutants, mutated human descendants hidden deep underground in every hive city. They have been distorted to varying degrees due to the influence of subspace pollution or the harmful radiation discharged from the empire's factories to the hive. , thus becoming the current appearance where people don’t look like humans and ghosts don’t look like ghosts.

Although they are not demons, they are not trusted. Their uncontrollable mutant genes cannot even be regarded as subhumans, and their thoughts are more susceptible to corruption and bewitchment by Chaos, not to mention that Xia nest is an outlaw. The land is filled with violent gangs and heretical cults.

So most of the mutants are at best illegals, working for gang thugs, and at worst they are directly members of the Chaos Cult. In fact, most of the main members of the Imperial Chaos Cult are such mutants, and they have been trapped throughout their lives. Rejected by the Empire and executed upon discovery, most mutants had no choice but to turn to Chaos in order to survive, which also allowed the cult to grow under every city, like a tumor.

And these mutants are the spreading parts of cancer cells. They continue to multiply, combine with other nest residents and give birth to descendants of depravity and corruption. They are like a group of pests that can never be killed, no matter how you try. If these mutants are wiped out, wildfire will burn them out, and they will reappear again with the spring breeze.

So in the end, most of the planetary governments and residents adapted to them. They acquiesced in allowing these unclean bastards to hide in the garbage dumps and polluted streets of their lower nests, as long as they did not come up to disturb the residents of the empire, and this It will eventually lead to disaster.

When there are more and more mutants, the cult will continue to grow, and eventually they will summon their own Chaos masters. When the demons of Chaos set foot on the surface of the planet, these mutants, who have been oppressed and hunted by the empire for many years, will Taking up arms, he surged from the darkness of his lower lair, unleashing rage and brutality upon those Imperials who had oppressed him his entire life.

The crazy mutants roared and opened fire on the imperial positions in the square. The fierce barrages clanged on the shield wall. Dean Cullen, who was hiding behind, peered out through the shooting hole with a laser gun. Countless artillery fire hit the shield wall in front of him, sparks flying, and the mutants were swarming in from the streets.

"Stand up! Fire! Stop those bastards!" Cullen yelled at the soldiers of Tadashi Academy and the local defense force in the trenches beside him. He then stood up first and picked up the laser gun in his hand and fired continuously, eye-catching The red light shone on his face, and the whizzing light bullets shot down the mutants who rushed to the edge of the square.

Cullen immediately turned his gun and aimed the laser gun in his hand at the unobstructed mutant machine gunner standing on the ruins in the distance. He vented his firepower towards the empire with his fanatical cult beliefs and full of anger, but But he completely ignored one point, or that these mutants often lacked formal military training. For example, since he knew that he was a heavy firepower unit that would be attacked first, he didn't even find a bunker.

He paid the price for this. The head of the bull-headed mutant was shattered by a gunshot, and the whizzing light bullets pierced and tore his face into pieces. The shattered skull and the limp corpse crashed into the ruins on the street.

"Fire! Kill them!" Cullen roared with his gun and continued shooting. He immediately knocked several more mutants to the ground. Soon the Imperial guards around him all got up and stood in the trenches. Behind the sandbag, he picked up the long and short firearms in his hands and fired violently.

Those mutants who rushed towards the square were immediately shot down in pieces. The whistling light bullets swept through the crowd like a sickle harvesting wheat fields in autumn. Each mutant was immediately killed by the harvest, and the barrage rushed towards them like a torrential rain. Plowing through the ruins of streets and squares, countless bodies fell on the road covered with gravel and concrete blocks.

Cullen raised one leg and stood on the sandbag. He got out of his stance and fired continuously with the laser gun in his hand. He was surrounded by soldiers from Chuji Academy and the local defense force who were shooting forward with him. Some were lying on their knees or squatting behind the firing ports of sandbags and bulletproof shields, venting firepower.

Cullen held the gun and used the sight of the laser gun to shoot down a mutant who rushed up with a grenade. The monster with a ram's head and horns was knocked to the ground, and the grenade in his hand also fell to the ground. on the ground, and then killed several other mutants following him.

"Heavy explosive bombs! We need heavy fire support!" Cullen turned his head and shouted as he watched the massive mutants swarming from the street. He quickly turned his head and continued to shoot, and the mutants who rushed towards him were shot dead one by one. He fell to the ground, his mane-covered body marked with blackened bullet holes.

The mutants relied on their huge numbers and the resulting intensive firepower to rush into the square. These endless numbers of bastards were as hard to kill as a swarm of ants. Every time the imperial guards killed a mutant, ten would jump out. to fill their positions.

The boundless wild beasts roared towards the position in the square. Cullen watched as the trench at the front was crushed by the beast's nest. The imperial soldiers standing in the trench kept shooting outwards, although they killed many people. There were a lot of mutants in the film, but they still rushed forward with their huge numbers.

Those roaring beasts rushed to the edge of the trench with guns in hand, aiming at the trench with tattered firearms and firing. The soldiers of the empire were convulsed by the intensive firepower and then fell to the ground. Those who were not dead were also He was immediately jumped into the trench and roared to death by the weak mutant cannon fodder wielding a machete.

Their machetes kept waving in the air, and with blood splashing everywhere, Cullen picked up his laser gun and shot a mutant standing on the trench to death. His chest was shot through, and the monster standing there The other mutants around immediately noticed Cullen. The moment they raised their guns and were about to fire on Cullen, they were beaten to pieces by a burst of intensive artillery fire.

Dean Cullen held his gun and looked in the direction of the roaring firepower. It was a Leman Russ main battle tank. The silver-gray mechanical body moved its thick tracks and rumbled onto the square. It was tall and tall. The chariot stopped at the fountain behind Cullen, and the commander on its back was pointing the coaxial bolt machine gun on the turret at the front and firing fiercely.

The roaring fire net of explosive bombs swept over Cullen's head. The newly formed barrage quickly killed all the mutants in the trench in the distance. Their bodies shattered and collapsed under the bombardment, accompanied by splashes of flesh and blood. With blood mist splashing everywhere, the commander soon turned his gun, and he fired again at the mutants rushing into the square from the other side.

Cullen looked at the commander who leaned out and sat on the edge of the turret. Leman Russ under him slowly raised the muzzle of the gun. The thick muzzle fired a shot instantly, turning the shells that drilled out of the muzzle. One shot hit among the charging mutants, and the huge explosion instantly killed a large group of mutants.

The charging mutants were suppressed. Cullen raised his gun with a smile on his face, "Everyone, keep firing! Fight them back."

Before the dean had finished speaking, the Leman Russ behind him exploded in an instant. Its turret was blown away in an instant. The turret was thrown high into the sky and flew around several times before hitting the ground. , the burning remains of the tank were burning in front of Cullen's eyes.

Cullen turned his head and looked behind him in surprise. His eyes widened and he saw the traitor Astartes standing on the ruins of the street. The traitor in black power armor had a rocket launcher on his shoulder. He was destroying the Leman Russ immediately threw away the thick rocket launcher.

Before he stood up and sprinted, another traitor wearing a crimson armor had already rushed up beside him. One of his arms was tied with a chain, and he was holding a roaring chain saw in his hand. Ax, roaring forward with a bolt pistol in his other hand.

Cullen looked at the traitor who rushed up quickly. The dean pointed his gun at him and fired continuously. The other soldiers around him also opened fire with all their strength to try to stop him, but all the light bullets and physical bullets hitting him were ineffective. Like scraping, the red giant rushed across the square in a clanging bombardment.

He even completely ignored the mutants along the way. Those unlucky mutants were knocked over and crushed by him, and were trampled to death by his "angels" while wailing. The crimson blood giant rushed into the square, and he raised the explosive weapon in his hand. The shotgun fires two shots, each shot instantly killing every soldier around Cullen.

Their bodies shattered and exploded under the muzzle fire of the Astartes who fired during the sprint. Cullen looked at the giant who almost rushed in front of him and raised the laser gun in his hand. He pointed at the one who strode forward, tall and tall. A red giant lifting a chainsaw.

"For the Emperor!" Cullen roared and looked directly at the giant in front of him. He also roared and poured his nameless rage into the chain axe. He roared and slashed his battle ax at Cullen in front of him.

But the moment before the tomahawk took a fancy to Cullen, a piercing chain sword blocked his head. The chain sword blocked the slashing chain axe, and the saw teeth of the two weapons collided. Together they emit dazzling sparks.

Cullen looked up at the yellow-armored warrior who appeared beside him. He held a chain sword and stood in front of Cullen to save one of him. Cullen looked at the shoulder armor of the tall giant and saw the logo on his shoulder, "Empire" "

The Imperial Fist pushed back the traitor in front of him with his backhand. He withdrew the chain sword in his hand and stabbed it out with lightning speed. The chain sword struck out like golden lightning in time for the traitor to make a move. It pierced his chest before any counterattack, and the tall red giant suddenly fell to his knees.

The Imperial Fist warrior drew out his sword and rushed out the moment before the traitor fell to the ground. Holding a chain sword in hand, he strode towards the ruins in front of the square and rushed towards those who appeared on the street. Traitor Astartes.

Cullen watched him rush through the herd of mutants. The tall giant rushed through them like a steamroller. He turned around and slashed a whole row of mutants into pieces with a sword. He held his hand The chain sword in his hand struck unstoppably at the red traitors who were also rushing towards them on the street.

Cullen looked in that direction, and suddenly another Space Marine stepped on beside him. Amidst the heavy footsteps, he turned to look at the Ultramarine beside him. He held the bolt gun in his hand and raised his leg to step on it. He fired continuously from the trenches, and roaring bombs flew out of the muzzle as he fired.

The Ultramarines stood beside Cullen and fired fiercely. He lowered his head and looked at Cullen beside him and nodded, "Keep fighting, warrior, we will repel them together!"

The tall blue giant's words were like fire poured into a lighthouse brazier, instantly igniting Cullen's inner fighting spirit. The dean nodded sharply and looked at the other guards behind him, "You heard what my lord said! Go ahead! Kill them!"

Cullen roared and turned around and fired fiercely forward. Behind him, other warriors who had also regained their fighting spirit under the words of the loyal angel swarmed into the trenches. They rushed out from all corners of the square, and all the warriors raised their guns. Aim and fire fiercely on the battlefield.

Among the soldiers who rushed into the position, more than a dozen members of the Guards and Chuji Academy worked together to unload a paralyzed self-propelled artillery from the back, and also dragged up the multi-barrel automatic cannon mounted on a mobile trailer. Carrying the gun on his back, regardless of the unit or service he belonged to, the heavy automatic cannon, which could only be towed by armored vehicles, was united and sent to the position.

The armored plate slammed into the ground. The surrounding infantry soldiers immediately took up their guns and rushed away from the surroundings to join the brothers in the trenches. The artillerymen who worked with them to push up the automatic cannon immediately climbed up the gun body. They quickly started to operate the automatic cannon. With their joint efforts, the muzzle slowly lowered, and then the multi-barreled automatic cannon instantly started roaring for the first time.

The whistling rapid-fire artillery shells bombarded both sides of Eisenstein. The shells exploded with dust flying around them. A large amount of gravel and soil were blown up and thrown into the air, but the mutants were also killed at the same time. Pieces were blown to pieces around Eisenstein, splattered corpses dancing in the air.

Eisenstein brandished his chain sword and sprinted forward on the battlefield filled with artillery fire. He faced several World Eaters who were coming from in front of him, dodging and leaping, thrusting and slashing, each and every World Eater wearing red armor. They were slashed to the ground under the company commander's chain saw, and their power armor shattered into steel fragments under the roar of the chain saw.

The company commander turned sideways to block the chain ax coming from his side. He looked at the roaring World Eater in front of him. It seemed that all his sanity had been burned away in the eternal wrath of Khorne. What was left was There is only the purest desire to kill, the desire for blood and death.

To put it simply, his mind was crazy. He and his brothers were the same. Eisenstein looked at the incarnation of the anger of Khorne. He held the chain sword in front of him with one hand, and then used his huge shoulder to Jia suddenly leaned forward and hit him in the face. The World Eater took a few steps back. When he regained his footing, he looked up and saw a chain sword thrust towards him.

The roaring chain saw pierced his head with a sword. The chain sword was inserted directly into his head. The World Eater, who was dead but still standing due to the support of the power armor, allowed the sword to continue to be inserted into his head. , hanging in mid-air like a weapons rack.

Eisenstein walked past him. After he took a few steps forward, he squinted slightly and looked at the end of the street. A figure emerged from the smoke at the other end of the street. The figure rushed towards Eisenstein. Coming and expanding rapidly.

Captain Eisenstein watched as the shadow suddenly drew out his chainsword and rushed forward. The World Eater behind him finally lost his balance due to the force of the thrust, and finally collapsed to the ground.

The heavy iron feet instantly crushed the masonry ground under his feet. Eisenstein rushed forward with a lunge. It was another World Eater berserker. He roared in with a chain ax in hand. The center of the front of his helmet The position bears the mark of Khorne, which means he is a champion, a champion favored by Khorne.

He roared, charging at Eisenstein with fanatical enthusiasm, and looking quite excited, like a greenskin who saw a good fight to be fought. The champion roared and raised his chain ax to slash at the rapidly approaching

But Eisenstein slammed into the World Eater, and he was knocked back several steps. When he raised his head, Eisenstein had already rushed forward quickly, the chainsword whistling as he followed. He turned around and chopped down.

The World Eater raised the chain ax in his hand to block the roaring chain saw. The roaring chain ax and the chain sword collided with each other. The saw teeth gnawed at each other. The World Eater watched. The helmet of the Imperial Fist in front of him was displayed, and he looked at the face of the warrior in front of him from the flying sparks.

The World Eater suddenly kicked Eisenstein in the abdomen. The captain of the Imperial Fists was kicked back several steps. Eisenstein's iron feet stepped on the ground, knocking him down in the impact and friction. The ground was crushed, and the sprayed gravel spread from around his feet.

The company commander turned his head and saw the World Eater leaping out of the smoke. He jumped out of the smoke with a roar, and the blood-red armor broke through the smoke and fell from Eisenstein's head. The company commander looked at Looking at the fallen veteran who had been a traitor for ten thousand years, he grabbed his chain sword from the ground and stabbed him head on.

The chain sword and ax passed each other, and the chain ax in the hands of the champion warrior of Khorne roared down from the side of Captain Eisenstein's helmet. The roaring slice shattered the green olive on the side of the helmet. The laurel tiara, the broken green crystal and golden threads bloomed from the display window of Eisenstein's red helmet.

The chain saw ax hit Eisenstein's shoulder at once, and the inner part of the shoulder side of the power armor was neatly cut off by the ax blade. The roaring chain saw hit Eisenstein's shoulder, and blood followed the steel. The fragments spattered out together, and the red blood sprayed on the side of Eisenstein's golden battle helmet, but the company commander had no intention of stopping because of this.

The son of Dorne roared and thrust out his sword. The chain sword instantly stirred up smoke and pierced the chest of the World Eater. The champion warrior of the Blood God also roared because of the pain in his abdomen. He fiercely put his hand in his hand. The chain saw pressed down, and the roaring slices further tore into Captain Eisenstein's shoulder, but that only made the captain stronger.

In pain, the son of Dorne did not cry out in pain. He suddenly grasped the hilt of the chain sword, and then violently turned it to one side in the World Eater's abdomen. The rapidly rotating chain saw ripped open a large hole in the flesh, and blood spurted out from the cave.

The moment scarlet blood spurted out from the hole, all of it hit Eisenstein's battle helmet. The red lenses were dyed redder by the blood of the World Eater. The company commander roared and endured the pain on his shoulders. Pain strode forward. He used his shoulder that was struck by the chain saw to hold the leaping World Eater on his shoulder, and then strode forward.

The World Eater champion was held up on the shoulder armor by Eisenstein, and his abdomen was nailed because he was pierced by the chain sword. The World Eater roared angrily, and Eisenstein also roared and strode. Rushing forward and hitting the World Eater hard, he was suddenly pushed out. His body slipped out of the chain sword due to inertia, and then hit the ground heavily.

The World Eater fell to the ground. He raised his head while holding his torn abdomen, and then he saw Eisenstein leaping up in the same step. He held the chain sword in both hands and fell from the air, roaring. The chain saw penetrated the World Eater's war helmet like a cannonball. The war helmet branded with the brass skull gifted by Khorne was instantly shattered, and the brass skull on it also shattered into pieces under the impact of the chain saw. There were countless golden residues.

Captain Eisenstein pierced the World Eater's face with his sword, and the chain saw instantly stabbed out from the back of his head. His brain mixed with thick blood stuck to the slices of the chain saw and pulled out long threads of mucus, swallowing The world fell to the ground with a roar, and Eisenstein stood on top of him, one hand on the hilt of the sword, and the other hand on his bloody shoulder.

The company commander raised his head and looked at the thick smoke ahead. The smoke that filled the battlefield dissipated like a curtain rising. Behind the thick fog were a group of World Eaters and traitors from the Black Legion, carrying explosive bombs. Guns and chainswords stood on the streets filled with the remains of buildings of various sizes.

Some stood on the rubble of tall buildings, some stood on two bricks and debris piled on the street, and others stood in the middle of the road. All the traitors looked at Eisen Stan.

Eisenstein looked at the rebel legions in front of him. He grasped the chain sword in front of him with one hand and pulled it out from the World Eater's head. The fallen warrior's head was raised as a result, and then he As the sword was pulled out, it immediately hit the ground.

Eisenstein held the chain sword in his hand tightly. He slowly raised the blade and pointed it at the traitors in front of him. One of the World Eaters standing among the traitors on the street pulled it out. With his chain ax in hand, he stepped forward to challenge Eisenstein. This would be a glorious showdown, one on one, with no one able to interfere.

The World Eater walked out from among his brothers, but he had just taken a few steps when he was stopped by a battle ax that was slapped on his chest. He stopped and turned to look at the warrior holding a battle ax who was blocking him. , that was also a World Eater, but he was naked with a strong arm. There was no armor or protection on the arm, and the skin and flesh were directly exposed in front of his eyes.

Holding the chain ax in his strong arm, he used the battle ax to hit the chest of the advancing World Eater. Logically speaking, the World Eater who was deprived of the glory of fighting should be extremely angry, and would even attack him on the spot. It is only right that he launch a life-and-death challenge to the brother who stopped him and regain the glory.

But he didn't. He looked at the warrior walking by and immediately put his iron fist on his chest and bowed his head in greeting. The World Eater fell back and returned to his brothers. The bare-armed World Eater was carrying the Eisenstein walked towards the square with a huge chain axe. A pair of steel horns protruded from the huge battle helmet on his head, which just formed the symbol of Khorne himself.

He walked towards Eisenstein slowly, and the unique plush earrings on both sides of the helmet swayed with his footsteps. Eisenstein looked at the man who was silent, but his whole body revealed an indescribable sense of pressure. The World Eater, he walked into the square from among his brothers.

The World Eater warrior favored by Khorne walked a few steps away from Eisenstein. He suddenly threw a syringe to Eisenstein. The company commander caught the potion immediately. He lowered his head and looked at his hand. The green potion lying quietly in the middle of the body, he recognized at a glance that it was the Mandela Cell Potion, an emergency healing agent used by Space Marines to quickly heal wounds, stop bleeding and restore muscle structure after injection.

And it seemed that in order for him to use it with confidence, this potion was ripped off from an unknown Astartes of the Imperial Loyal Chapter. The side of the syringe was branded with the Empire's Sky Eagle logo and the Double Helix Snake logo.

The company commander raised his head and looked at the World Eater in front of him. The World Eater with bare arms and a thick iron chain on his forearm stood a few steps away from him with his battle ax hanging down. He raised his head slightly to signal. Eisensteiner reagent.

"Inject it, I will not fight the wounded." The World Eater said in a deep voice.

Of course the company commander knew what he meant. Eisenstein turned his head slightly and glanced at the traitors behind him. The traitors behind him were all staring at them silently outside the square. No one intervened or interfered. Everyone They all waited silently, waiting for this glorious moment of duel.

Eisenstein glanced at the wound on his shoulder, and then plunged the medicine into it. With the insertion of the injection needle, the green Mandela healing fluid was instantly injected into his body. Under the efficient repair of the medicine, his shoulder The horrific wound on his head stopped bleeding and scarring quickly.

The Captain of the Imperial Fist pulled out the empty potion and threw it on the ground. He stood firm and stepped over the World Eater's body on the ground. He walked to an open position and raised the chain sword in his hand. Aim at the World Eater in front of you.

"I am Eisenstein Batalov, captain of the fourth company of the Imperial Fists. Who am I fighting?"

"Kahn."

The World Eater said briefly, and then raised the chain ax in his hand and pointed it at Captain Eisenstein. Under his blood-red battle helmet, his eyes were fixed on Captain Eisenstein, and then he took a step forward. His steps suddenly raised his battle ax and struck Eisenstein.

Chain saw and chain saw collided again.