Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 145 The demise of a legion (please order)

"Hey, look at this empire-made bolter. A double-barreled version of the storm bolter, .75 caliber, seventy-two rounds of ammunition, equipped with Kraken type bolters, exquisitely forged, powerful firepower, armor-piercing Very capable, tsk tsk tsk.”

On the tactical deck of the Eleventh Legion's flagship, the Light of Terra.

Moulton, the seventh company commander of the legion, lowered his head and walked around Brady, marveling in his mouth.

He stretched out his hand,

I also want to get my hands on Brady’s brand new Hades Terminator armor.

But the latter raised his hand to block it.

The seventh company commander, Moulton, is a middle-aged man with freckles on his face, handsome appearance and black hair. He is considered a veteran soldier in the 11th Legion.

He is enthusiastic and very popular among the new soldiers.

pity.

Its only drawback is that it is too enthusiastic.

And hundreds of thousands of the most precious brothers were ruthlessly slaughtered, their bodies turned into ashes.

how to say…

After being blocked by Brady's hand, Moulton was not angry. Instead, he reached out to wrap his arms around Brady's neck, came close to him, and whispered in a conspiratorial tone, "Come on, tell me, if it weren't for your face, , I almost don’t recognize you, brother. Where did you get this equipment?”

The battleship shook violently.

I roared and held out my storm claw. The anger increased my speed and strength to a level beyond Molton's limit, but I was still as strong and fast as a baby in front of this monster. In a huge sense of loss, I lost my shot. The storm claw only left a scorch mark under the scarlet cloak.

And even closer,

The upper deck started to catch fire, and a loud noise came from the ammunition compartment. It seemed that some ammunition exploded before being squeezed with huge force.

Asta's mouth opened slightly, and the expression on his face was not exaggerated.

The crisis of life and death comes in an instant.

My pale face was filled with two completely different emotions: fear and anger. My teeth were biting my upper jaw, and my body was trembling slightly.

Brady turned around and hurried away without looking back. When I stepped through the small door, I suddenly realized.

"Stay vigilant." Ran Dan said to Asta without any seriousness, "Although you are not far away from your destination, you must remember that you have not yet entered the battlefield. At that time, any relaxation will bring you serious consequences. No small loss.”

In just a few minutes, half of the Eleventh Legion's fleet was annihilated by that terrifying force, and the remaining warships were only resisting tenaciously.

The terrifying mechanical ghost is killing everything we can see.

I haven't fought for Thor as a Thunder Warrior yet.

I haven't finished speaking.

The Terra's Light's void shield was melted through, and the landing craft mixed with interference cannons hit the battleship's hull heavily.

A huge explosion came from the porthole, and the leader cruiser was engulfed in flames.

When Ran Dan turned around.

The smile on the company commander's face disappeared.

It was almost like a dream.

The huge laser silo in the center of the Death Star burned with red light that had not completely dissipated. In subsequent combat records, although the power of the Death Star's main gun was weak, each launch required a period of time to wait for the heat to recharge.

"You are indeed an angel with a compassionate heart."

Like Azkelon, Randan was one of the first Terran Mortontes.

Brady looked serious, but nodded.

"Your original body will return sooner or later, but that does not prevent you from being loyal to Thor and bleeding for the dream of all mankind." Ran Dan looked at the two company commanders in his hands, paused briefly, and revealed a trace of his face. Smile, "That's not what you're all about."

Even Astha, who has an out-of-touch personality, chose not to argue.

Wearing a gray and white cavalry-type Terminator armor, Ran Dan is nearly eight meters tall. He is a worthy giant among Xiang Kanglin. His fierce appearance is enough to scare a seventeen-year-old or eighteen-year-old to nightmares at night. It's sleep.

"Monster, who is he?"

I'm probably not dead yet.

"what happened?"

At that time,

What I saw was my brother's head flying low.

"You've heard that sentence so many times that your ears are about to grow calluses." Xiang Kanglin stretched out his thumb and scratched his ears, "He said, what will your original body be like? Is it an excellent and gloomy leader like the Lion King, or is he cold and cold like the Wolf King? Of course, it must be even worse if it's an angel."

Similar topics were enough to keep the group of Moltonites excitedly discussing for several hours.

The scale of the universe is too small.

I myself will never have the chance to meet my primarch again.

Sometimes Brady, who has a dull and introverted personality, feels like he can't handle it.

The headless corpse wrapped in power armor staggered and fell down, blood flowing under Ran Dan's body.

These guys are really a bunch of lunatics who have no honor and only know how to pile corpses into mountains.

One after another, the battleships were shrouded and locked by the Death Star's own electromagnetic field.

"That's the help brought to you by the little angels of the Fourth Legion." I described what happened in the forging world of Corcyra to my companions around me.

Ran Dan's small and burly body hit the monster's chest in the middle.

But again,

In the shadows in front of him, a scarlet cloak swayed with blazing fire.

A monster wearing ferocious white armor, with horns on its head and blood-red eyes, was walking towards us step by step. I held a lacquered halberd in my right hand, and my left hand, which was clenched into a claw, was filled with crimson subspace energy.

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From appearance to personality, to the location of the first meeting and related rituals, every detail has been repeatedly speculated in my mind dozens or hundreds of times, so everyone is looking forward to it, or it would be more appropriate to describe it as eagerness.

"Bad guy."

But the war fortress behind me is obviously an exception.

But I mean there is no time to think less, because this monster is stepping on the flames, step by step towards me.

Ran Dan took the lead, with bullets unloaded from the bolt gun in his right hand, and the lacquered storm claws in his left hand were surrounded by azure electric light, sizzling. The heavy stone door of the command hall opened hastily with a rumble, and the surging flames rushed towards me.

Randan's brown-red beard exploded under his chin, and the centipede-like ferocious blue-white veins crawled down my cheeks and forehead. My chest rose and fell, and I gasped in small mouthfuls. The anger under me was like substance. "You have little time left, so you have to hurry up." Even Morton's iron will cracked at that moment. A while ago, I patted Brady on the shoulder, "I thought that you, a small and rough guy, would never have a day of bad luck." But it felt more like hitting a hill. Now, Brady returned to the legion with his first company and a set of brand new elite equipment. The glittering metal brilliance almost blinded the poor buddy's eyes. I was able to walk up alive from the operating table, which was a blessing from Thor and a well-deserved miracle. We launched the massacre to meet the needs of the mission, just purely to release our desires. At this time, you swear that you never want to fight side by side with those zombies again. " "Yes, come to think of it. "Xiang Kanglin scratched his head, looked at the dark white scenery in the window and smiled with some distress, "The influence of the Primarch on the Legion is really immediate. When the Fourth Legion was still called the Wandering Soul, you had the experience of fighting side by side with us.

Mortals or Xiang Kanglin, there seems to be no big difference behind the Emperor's overlord, and they were taken away cleanly.

I saw Asta,

It was the legion commander Randan, his face was deep brown, his head was shiny, but there was a huge and messy beard under his chin.

The bullet was fixed in the void by a tangible force, and the front was casually shot to the other side on the traction, leaving a concave burn mark in the steel.

The two captains were about to leave and return to their posts, but at that time, the light of the nearby star suddenly disappeared, and the glass porthole was painted white. A huge vibration came from the deck under his feet, the alarm sounded, and the steel made a sharp and piercing howl while gnawing at each other.

Poverty.

And the front exploded one by one. Corpse

It feels like a naughty boy setting off firecrackers.

"Stop it."

All the Terminators together are less than one company of the Eighteenth Legion.

Bang!

A roar came out of Ran Dan's mouth.

"Send a message to the Astropath, prepare to retreat into the subspace." Ran Dan ordered Brady, and then turned his eyes to Xiang Kanglin, "He and you made bad preparations for the battle, today you will live and die together."

Xiang Kang roared: "He deserves to die, who betrayed you!"

"Monster!"

"Who would have thought that in just a few decades, this group of ghouls has not become a respected Blood Angel, and you are still the same now, and the situation is even worse than before." Xiang Kanglin covered his face with his hands and shook his head helplessly.

That time, the frigate Pioneer was blown up, and then the battleship Split, the destroyer Thunder Hammer...

Long after becoming Morton.

The monster's body was still moving, but the tiny shock made Ran Dan's half body numb.

Boom!

"It will get worse."

Ran Dan's voice was full of gentleness and peace, giving people the feeling of an ancient philosopher before enlightenment.

But it was completely opposite to his appearance.

But it is the same now.

When the other legions had the Queen of Glory-class battleships roaming the starry sea.

The sharp blade of the halberd pierced into the chest of a soldier. When it was quickly pulled out, blood dripped along the snow-white blade.

Monster

In the flashing red light of the alarm light, I saw the face of the legion commander Ran Dan behind me was full of gloom, "Your whereabouts were exposed and attacked."

Our eyes were filled with angry red light.

Almost at a certain interval, the launch silo was recharged before completing a shot.

Brady frowned, his face full of seriousness.

Instead, he nodded with Brady beside him.

"Now is the time to discuss those things."

Randan took off his helmet and looked at Asta.

I opened fire, and then charged back like an angry bull.

That was also the reason why the 11th Legion had weak cohesion.

The 11th Legion could only use a 15-kilometer-long large battleship as its flagship to join the brutal war in the Randan galaxy.

Brady sighed and stretched out his hand to push Captain Asta away from under him.

A thin layer of frost spread in all directions with a series of crackling sounds.

The bodies of the brothers were lying on the ground, with blood flowing all over the ground.

We are also lucky.

Among the blood that obscured my vision, the figure behind me seemed familiar, and a sense of security that was enough to swallow me welled up in my heart.

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In normal times.

Brady felt that his heart was empty, and there was no real feeling in his whole body. It was not bad for him to be sure that everything behind his eyes was a dream.

A thunderous sound awakened the two of them from their stupor.

The shadow of death fell under Asta, and hot blood spurted out from the cut throat.

Whatever you want, whatever you want.

To find the hidden fleet in the vast white starry sky is ten thousand times less difficult than finding a needle in a haystack. Even if Xiang Kang's technological level is lowly developed and there is not much white technology passed down from the golden age, similar things are definitely possible.

And now, the reason why the Eleventh Army was able to maintain such harmony and survive in the midst of continuous and brutal wars was due to Xiang Kang.

But every explosion meant that decades of legion savings were burned to the ground.

At least we can take away these damn aliens after returning to Terra.

The tacit cooperation among our legion soldiers has made up for the gap caused by equipment defects to a certain extent.

What blocked the light of the star was a huge artificial planet. Its size was even smaller than what was seen in the data later. It should be the ultimate killer hidden within the emperor.

All that...

"Move quickly!"

A weak sense of oppression enveloped everyone's hearts.

It must have been Xiang Kanglin who was hit by the blade of the halberd.

"That's right." Brady nodded slightly.

There are eleven companies in the entire legion.

This is the current situation of the Eleventh Legion.

"But..." Asta had an expression of disbelief on his face.

The flames burned in the corridor, and the mortal slaves under the battleship met the happiest death due to rapid loss of temperature and pressure. In such a good environment, only Moltont could persevere and ensure his own safety. combat capability.

The envy on the faces of the brothers was hidden, but even less so was the joy that they felt.

We were lucky enough to die before we set off. The strength of the entire legion was gathered together with difficulty, but what awaited us was not revival but destruction. We will be the first legion to be destroyed as a whole in the small expedition. It is conceivable that we will be firmly nailed to the pillar of shame for thousands of years to come.

The expression on Xiang Kang's face became more and more serious, and I saw the scenery inside through the complete porthole window.

Ice-hot nitrogen sprayed out from the broken pipe.

Another voice came from behind Xiang Kanglin.

laugh!

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