In Rozim's opinion, no matter how nervous a place is, it is not too much.
And he felt that the longer he was not discovered, the more certain they would be discovered. He had been focusing on his hearing to discover enemies lurking in the darkness ahead.
Of course, he also heard a lot of sounds, but instinct and experience allowed him to immediately distinguish the vast majority of sounds and detect the threats they represent.
The most common is the sound of small bugs running away, which escape the light and noise that are approaching.
I don't know how long after I left, Sinrata stopped and raised his hand and pointed above.
Rozim looked up and found a manhole cover.
"I'll do it first!"
Rozim took the lead, climbed up the rusty metal ladder, then listened to the manhole cover for a while, and after confirming that there was no use of movement outside, he carefully moved it away.
He first poked his head out of the cave and found that it was a seriously damaged hall. The buildings on both sides had been eroded by time and were full of holes. A few meters ahead was the remains of a strange statue.
To use it to cover it, Rozim flew out of the hole and rushed to the back of the statue.
After confirming safety, the other three people also climbed out of the narrow passage.
Suddenly leaving the tunnel and entering a wide room, Hank Evans was still a little uncomfortable, but he witfully turned off the lighting in advance.
Although it is very dark, you can still see that there are many things similar to relics around it. This place should be very ancient.
"We'll—"
Just as Rozim was about to tell the three of them how to go later, a luminous bullet hit him, passed by him, and hit the collapsed pillar next to him.
Rozim turned around and cursed the bastard who was sneaking out his weapon.
"We were discovered!"
At this time, a group of people rushed towards him, holding laser guns in their hands, and shooting while running.
A large number of infantry unfolded in combat formations in the dark, with some still wearing old planetary defense forces uniforms, dotted with some scribbled paintings made of torn sleeves, and more wearing the iconic black and golden carapace of the Black Legion.
"I'll throw your mother away!"
Rozim stepped two steps behind a solid pillar to seek concealment, and then began to fight back.
At the beginning, I nodded my head with a nod, and a glowing bullet lifted off a corner of the stone brick on the ground, but this was enough to make the nearby enemies hesitate. The person who rushed to the front turned around to find some cover, but I hit Rozim's second shot steadily on the guy's chest, splitting it into two directly, falling heavily, and spasmed for a while, and then stopped moving.
This made the heretics around him choose to detour significantly, trying to go around the side of the stone pillar and shoot Rozim, and they all switched the laser gun to fully automatic mode, pouring a light bullet into his position, making Rozim unable to show his head.
Under such firepower, Rozim was unable to move.
But suddenly, the shooting stopped again. Rozim poked his head out and found that Cron began to use his big gun to strafuse an enemy. The heretics lay flat on the floor covered with rubble, even more transparent than Horus died.
"here you go!!!"
Rozim suddenly came and shouted:
"Kill these turtle grandchildren!!"
Hank Evans also took out his gun and began to shoot at the enemy. The heretic, who had no heavy weapons, died or fled under the dense firepower, or hid behind the cover and shivered.
But Rozim was happy not long after, the air around him suddenly became thicker, and his hair began to stand on his skin, as if he had encountered a thunderstorm, and his brain began to feel obviously uncomfortable due to some kind of pressure.
It felt like the sinus was sealed by a slab.
"This is--"
The chef shook his big head and his vision began to blur.
Then, as suddenly as when I came, this feeling disappeared suddenly, leaving only a slight dizziness.
Instinctively, he immediately realized the danger, and a rumbling sound similar to the flow of air echoed in the darkness.
At the same time, those suppressed heresy seemed to have received some encouragement. They no longer dodge bullets like mice in the room avoiding lights, but began to sprint.
When the flames began to flash, Rozim understood the whole story.
The huge figure in black and gold armor moved slowly from the heretics, disdaining the laser bullets and bullets that were hitting him, holding a roaring chain saw in his hand, and a few space warrior helmets of different colors were pierced on the loot stand behind him.
"Terminator! I'm fucking Terminator!!!"
As an active figure in the battle group, Rozim is not the first time he has seen the ending of the action. He knows more than anyone about the power of such an elite warrior.
Most of Astarte, who was wearing this armor, carried a double-barrel blaster, pouring out amazing firepower, and tearing all the resisters into pieces with contempt. Of course, this guy was too, and he actually carried a pair of missile launchers on his shoulder!
Then, he realized that the missiles had been aimed at the target.
"Kron! Withdraw!!!"
When Rozim shouted, the Black Legion Terminator had already fired a missile from each of the two launchers. Although Kron pulled back in time, his bunker was still blown up.
The explosion even made many mortal heretics untenable, but the Chaos Space Marine was unmoved and still had a steady pace.
And when it approached, all the mortals were panicked and ran around, fearing that they would be torn into pieces by the chain saw that swayed everywhere.
"Is it okay?"
"It's still...it's okay! It's just that my butt hurts a little!"
Rozim glanced at Quekeren and shouted loudly:
"Brothers, the situation is wrong! Get out first!"
The four-person team then ran at a very fast speed, ironically, the bodies of the chaotic cultists blocked several bombs for them, and the person who was shot was trampled to death by his hysterical thugs.
Because of this, it was no more difficult than expected to rush toward the escape path.
Despite the risk of spraining his ankle in the darkness of rubble, Rozim fired two shots at the visible enemy. Although he had no hope of hitting them while running, he fantasized that this would prevent the opponent from shooting himself.
After running for about a few minutes, they successfully entered a strange passage with the god-like leadership of Sinratana.
"This is--"
After entering, Rozim opened a glow stick and found that wherever the light went, there were some old bricks with unique shapes, with a wet and smooth surface covered with moss, which was a bit like a water pipe and a bit like a sewage pipe.
"Boss, what's that big thing?"
After escaping from death, Cron had time to check his butt, but his protective suit was torn apart and almost opened his second eye.
Rozim gasped and shook his head.
"Not a good thing."
Suddenly, his senses sensed that the feedback method of the sound had changed slightly, so he quickly advanced and whispered: