Seeing the Scarlet Slayer appear, Deathwing's great mentor Belia was shocked.
What the other party said next made him even more frightened!
"The bastards of the First Legion! Come out and fight to the death! Otherwise I will tell everyone on the planet your secret with an unprecedented loudspeaker!!!!!!!"
In an instant, all the hairs on Belia stood up.
He quickly connected the secret communication of the battle group and reported on the situation.
"That lunatic Kranon is here!! We must destroy him immediately!"
The interrogation priest Azmodai also howled on the channel as the end of the world came.
"Kill him! Immediately! Kill him! Let this bastard shut up!!!"
Azriel was silent for a while and also made a sound.
"Beria, hold him back, I'll bring people here right away."
The Dark Angels opened fire, firing at the approaching enemies.
Kranon ignored the explosion of the bombs on his armor and galloped in the storm without stopping, then jumped up suddenly, and the axe cut off one of the dead winged heads at the first time, then banged back and hit the chest of another dark angel who was swinging his sword at him, shattering the armor.
"Continue shooting!"
Belia roared and jumped forward to meet the attack, but she didn't have time to save the third brother, so the opponent's torso was split from waist to shoulder.
Beria, who was regretful, decided that if she could survive, she would atone for her own dullness.
"Beria! Come on!"
When the bullets fired by Beria exploded on his armor, Kranon turned to meet the counterattack of the Deathwing Master.
Beria raised his Silence Sword—one of the legendary Swords of Heaven, ready to attack.
When the traitor swept the blade toward the dark angel's throat, Belia blocked it with the gun on her arm and stabbed the weapon in her hand.
The legendary power sword bit into the armor and made a harsh sound, gnawing on the left shoulder of the scarlet slaughter.
Then Belia roared and slashed the sword, directly beheading the enemy. When blood gushed out of her neck, the ruthless person had already rushed to him, swung his right arm and hit Belia's head with the weapon's tail handle.
Out of instinct, the great mentor raised his sword to resist the next blow.
When the sword blade and the chain blade met, sharp metal fragments fell around him like raindrops—
At the same time, Samuel, the great tutor of Crow Wings who was responsible for intercepting the fish that escaped the nets on the fortress, also encountered an emergency. The communication network reported the alarm of the enemy. Each measured and short message concealed the disorder that suddenly swept the Crow Wings, and the potential panic can be felt from its whole rather than from individual parts.
Samuel understood the shock in these voices very well, and the same sense of chaos and unreality spread in his mind as artillery fire and missiles screamed at the Black Knights from the hidden bunker.
"A fully armed enemy is moving westward through the forest."
"Fire power gathers on the ground and above! Where do they come from?"
"Damn it! I swear I saw one..."
A motorcycle was only a few meters away from Samuel, and an explosion burned the battle motorcycle into a roller composed of superheated steam and melted ceratops. Samuel suddenly turned to avoid the ever-expanding cloud of gas and atomized matter, and realized that it was a multi-tube thermal melt attack.
His loud warning sound drowned in the noisy noise.
"Armored vehicles, ancient legion models, have broken through the buildings on our flanks."
"Emperor, there are traitors everywhere! The rebels launched a large-scale counterattack through reorganization!"
"Reinforcement! We need reinforcement!"
"At nine o'clock, heavy armored units entered and urgently requested an air strike! Where is the air cover!?"
"Two Rand speed attack boats were destroyed! Ask the pharmacist to retrieve the survivors! The enemy is advancing and urgently needs support."
Samuel caught a glimpse of the color ahead, a huge object passing through the ruins that were bombed by the tracks, and the surrounding fortifications were clearly displayed in the scan of the Birdman.
The Grand Instructor of Crow Wings checked his car again, and although the fire was rolling in from the direction that should have been empty, it still found no enemies.
"It seems to be some kind of mask."
He said something, but no one seemed to be listening.
Each of the Crow Winged Knights was concentrating on fighting the enemy, avoiding all kinds of explosions, howling heavy bombs and laser-glorious ruby beams.
Samuel turned his motorcycle to the last threat, firing a series of bullets from its plasma claws into the firing crater where heavy weapons were placed.
At this moment, he saw something that made him pause for a moment.
The laser cannon was not the kind of auxiliary weapon he expected to be mounted on a tripod, carried on his shoulder by a warrior in power armor, dwarfing the humble rebels.
A traitor.
Samuel did not recognize the enemy from the black power armor he was wearing, but when the enemy's Space Marine turned his laser cannon, the yellow and black logo on his shoulder showed his former loyalty, the traitor of the Word Bearer's Legion.
There were other giants around him, more giants in red armor, and some in black armor, rushing towards the area where the Crow Wings were located.
Those guys wearing scarlet power armor, the Red Pirates, Samuel immediately recognized these bastards.
They made everything messy!
"All Pioneer Squadrons retreat! Exit immediately and don't get caught in a long battle."
There is no doubt that Crow Wings is not suitable for fighting against the enemy in defensive operations, especially the superior number of enemies.
He had to admit that the enemy chose the attack direction very clever.
What's more important is that they did not receive any support. The Supreme Master had transferred all his strength to encircle Kranon. Samuel immediately realized that this would let go of the enemy who had been beaten to death.
But he couldn't refute that the secret of the battle group was the most important.
The Crow Wings began to retreat, followed by gunfire from the traitor Space Marines, who were accelerating, and Samuel's soul was heavy with the thought of failure.
Soon, things turned into a situation that everyone least wanted to see. The rebels rushed into the fortress and took away the Chaos Lord who had been surrounded for several months. When Equisus was taken away, there were only less than thirty people left.
Azriel's plan to siege Kranon was completely miscarried due to the appearance of the Black Legion and the Red Pirates. After ridiculing the Dark Angels, Kranon laughed and led the team to retreat.
Although the Empire continued to pursue and carry out air strikes, the Chaos side completely withdrew from the battlefield through the hidden underground passage.
When Soshyan and Azriel met in the ruins of Fortress No. 7, both of them were speechless.
Soshyan did not blame the Dark Angel for the unfavorable attack.
Azriel did not blame the Star Knight for not providing timely support.
Because failure is failure, the final bitter fruit can only be swallowed by these commanders.