Jacob shouted and ran through a section of the rock, and he didn't need to look back to know that others were following him.
He felt the smell of their anger, and like him, he estimated that they were frustrated by being forced to escape from the battle with the aliens.
Everyone cursed that such blasphemy would appear on the land of the battle group, thinking about how long had these scum been hidden in Nesson 4, weeks, months, or even years?
impossible!
Jacob rejected this idea. The planet's defense was definitely not so weak. The aliens would not have been there for too long, and there were definitely not many people. Maybe there would be mortal insiders.
Now the company is retreating rapidly, and because their team does not have to bear the dead and wounded, they must perform the mission behind the temple.
This was a good thing for Jacob, at least he could fight happily.
The heavy rain had begun to decrease, and the visibility was much better than before. Jacob saw the road ahead blocked by a group of mutants, and the leading snake man waved something that looked like a rifle weapon.
The creature also discovered Jacob and pointed a gun at him.
Jacob saw a strange red halo crackling at its tip, and then a scorching mysterious energy shot at him. With instinctive reaction, he rushed to the side in time. The energy then shattered the stone he had just stepped on.
Jacob raised the detonator pistol without thinking and fired a shot. The long practice on the training ground proved their usefulness. The detonator flew accurately toward the target, and the snake man's head exploded like a jellyfish hit by a blacksmith's hammer.
These slaves are obviously not as sensitive as their masters.
After the snake man died, the mutant people let out a beast-like roar and rushed up from both sides.
Jacob was not worried about their number, but they might indeed slow them down and allow a sneak attack by the Dark Eldar nearby.
In fact, after just a calm analysis, Jacob found that there were only twenty or thirty people in the dark spirit race, and more than ten were killed in the battle. The rest must be very caring about their lives and would not show up easily.
Then the only way they attack is to fire cold guns and sneak attacks.
But with their fierce firefighting state just now, Jacob felt that unless they brought spare ammunition, there might not be many bullets left.
I think so, but I still have to be careful.
"Top the grenade! Hurry up!"
A recruit took the grenade from his belt and threw it at the crowd. An explosion came from them, splashing meat and blood everywhere.
This prevented the mutants from charging, leaving them to stay in place.
"continue!"
Jacob shouted, and the team members continued to throw the grenades over with double anger.
More and more mutants fell down, and the smell of blood and corpses filled with moist air.
Suddenly, Jacob bent down and a poison crystal hit the trunk behind him. He glanced at who was shooting at him, and then looked at the mutant again, and his sharp eyes saw what he was looking for.
The bastard was indeed hiding behind the slave. When he saw Jacob notice him, he immediately disappeared.
Jacob looked around and everyone noticed what he discovered.
The autonomy of the real Space Marines made them make this decision themselves, using a bomb gun to send a storm of fire at the enemy, each bullet killing the enemy and forcing out the dark spirits who might be hiding in the crowd.
But Jacob immediately discovered that there was only one thing to do now.
"Jacob! Hurry up! It's time to leave!"
Before he knew it, he was already a little behind.
So Jacob rushed forward and felt the ground start to shake and tremble with each step of his.
The road has become soft after being stepped on by the entire company, especially those large rocks. It is only a matter of time before it completely collapses.
More and more stones fell into the valley, and Jacob ran and wondered whether his strengthened muscles could allow him to jump so far.
Well, he gritted his teeth and showed a savage smile, and there was only one way to know.
Each step made Jacob’s slippery edge more, while the entire hillside began to tremble.
He heard his heartbeat in his ears, knowing that he needed to seize the opportunity, and taking a wrong step would make him fall to his own end.
He might not have been able to jump too early to jump over the farthest distance, so he was equally fatal, and clutched his pistol and chainsaw sword tightly, he ran to a rock and jumped up.
At that moment, the wind blew his hair, and he felt himself moving in slow motion, and he could see all the details on the faces of the nearby mutants, see every pothole bubble that twisted their faces, and see every pore on their skin.
He had never seen so many things clearly in his life, and all the superhuman senses were concentrated to a new level, with very significant effects.
When he was so close to death, Jacob never thought that he would feel so vibrant now.
The next second, he landed heavily, and the hillside behind him began to collapse with the roar, and he also involved the mutants.
Jacob, who landed on the ground, let out a long battle cry, and greatly relieved, feeling the solid ground hitting under the boots again, and his knees bent slightly under the impact.
But this is not the end, there are many mutants in this direction.
But he is still alive, and now they have to pay the price!
Jacob rushed forward and waved his chainsaw sword.
"Kill and kill!!"
Under the impact of the chainsaw sword, the flesh and blood separated and the bones shattered. He only needed to pull the trigger of the explosive pistol and knew that every bullet could hit the target in the crowd.
He splits a path among the mutants like a ship riding the wind and waves, and becomes a living engine of destruction, a whirlwind of death twisting and howling among the mutants.
Beside him, he could hear the sound of his brothers doing the same thing.
Soon, a muscle tendon cut by his chainsaw sword and a fine blood mist splashed out from his veins filled his sight, and even through the soundproofing of his helmet, the screams of the deceased were still deafening.
Deep in his soul, that force was driven by the smell of slaughter and became stronger.
Jacob is now fighting entirely by intuition, he doesn't need to think, his reactions, nerves and muscles are perfect in coordination.
He responded to any threat discovered by his extremely keen senses at the speed of his thinking, and nothing could stop him, tearing the mutant apart like a sharp axe chopping through a rotten wood.
The nightmarish face slanted his eyes as he cut down, screaming with his mouth wide open, and his twisted body broke off under the impact of the chainsaw.
Soon, they successfully joined the large army, but now they have fought in a group.
The recruits used the nearby giant rocks as bunkers and kept shooting. The bodies of the dead were placed near the mountain wall. Here they only needed to be surrounded by the enemy on three sides and there was no difference in height, so there was no problem in persisting until the daytime without any accidents.