After dealing with the enemies on the terrace, Forlo led the team and began to move towards their real target - the energy control hall of the World Engine.
According to the broken signals they received, Chapter Leader Amurad had already led his team to arrive there first and had been fighting fiercely with the guarding undead for a long time. They were in urgent need of support.
The team left the terrace and walked along the passage. Not only did it not fall, but it was gradually rising. It seemed that the main body of the entire world engine was in the shape of a pyramid, and the core was at the tip of the pyramid.
Along the way, the dim tunnels they passed seemed to have been abandoned, and there were no guards in sight.
"Spread the formation."
Forlo seemed to notice something in the silence and signaled the queue to disperse. However, they continued walking for hundreds of meters without encountering any emergencies.
Until they entered a cellar full of alien statues, its curved dome suddenly exploded as they passed by, and a large number of sharp obsidian fragments instantly smashed several Space Marines to pieces.
boom--
Forlo had only a fleeting chance to react to this sudden preview. He quickly grabbed Soshyan and pulled him to his left, protecting him with his body.
At the same time, an alien statue hidden on the far side of the right wall also exploded. A huge wave of smoke, dust and rocks hit the seven closest Space Marines, hitting the armor and twisting muscles, and smashing them into the other side.
wall.
During the entire process, only Forlo locked the servo system in time and stood firm in the impact with his own weight.
But before Forro could check to see if Soshyan was alive, or before his equipment crew could do anything but raise their fists, a group of shambling undead warriors charged at them through a wall of smoke and debris.
The first undead shot directly at Forlo. The Gaussian ray set to maximum output directly embedded itself deeply into the right shoulder of the Terminator captain, biting into his black carapace, tearing apart the flesh and bones.
A huge hole was ablated.
Then the second and third blows were deflected into the ceiling. Furlo endured the severe pain and raised his right arm, activating the mounted bolter to intercept the attacker.
Before the undead could react, a series of concentrated bullets made its head fall back, its metal face was completely shattered, and then it fell to the ground.
But the other ambushers soon followed.
They rush towards the Space Marines with morbid indifference, waving Gauss Rippers, Phase Swords and even the remains of their kind in their hands.
Mortal opponents would most likely just fall to the ground and wait for death under the impact of an explosion at such a distance, but they faced Space Marines, and even if they were wounded, they were not frightened in the slightest.
The veterans immediately fought back with ferocious force.
The savage throbbing howl of the chainsword drowned out the tiny footsteps of the undead, and the deafening roar of the bolter formed a counterpoint to the cold silence of the Astral Knights.
Without any words, they slaughtered the attackers mercilessly.
The most violent one was Soshyan.
The impact just now caused his helmet to crack, a black eyepiece to shatter, and his visor to be damaged.
Even deep in the battle, Forlo could smell the monster-like rage in this new recruit, and he was struggling to control it.
Hatred and anger merged into a black ocean, and the desire to kill was like a high cliff towering above it, calling him.
Blood filled the air, and it was the only "body odor" emitted by the injured Space Marines.
Soshyan's thumb brushed the activation rune of the chain sword, and then he crashed into the enemy group and swung a series of short and swift blows in the cramped space, roaring and slicing through the metal body.
The limitation of space only made his killing more cruel. The silver armor became brighter in an instant and was covered with flowing liquid metal.
In front of him, no one is spared.
And Fulo also has his own fighting style. His fists break the sternum and crush the skull during the ups and downs.
An attacker hit the Terminator Captain with a Gauss Ripper at the moment he knocked down his kind. The beam cut through the right arm armor, and the pain of the wound came along with the warning signal beating in the helmet's field of vision, and then quickly
suppressed.
Forlo activated the bolter again and focused the target on the undead's forehead. The attacker's head was shattered and he fell to the ground.
The end is as sudden as the beginning.
The cellar that was bombed into ruins was quickly emptied. The Space Marines put away their weapons one by one, and thick lines of coagulated blood slowly dripped from their armors.
The communication system remained silent throughout, with only the harsh sound of breathing echoing.
In this encounter, a total of six battle brothers were sacrificed, including a member of Soshyan's team. Now only Nader, Axel and Occam are left with him.
After confirming that there were no enemies, Soshyan slightly loosened his grip on the chainsword and felt his second heart gradually slow down.
He is still alive, it was Forlo who saved him.
Although he didn't understand why the Terminator wanted to protect him alone, many things he encountered today made him feel abnormal, and this was just one of them.
Maybe he would get the answer, maybe he would take his questions to the cold grave, but in any case, now was not the right time to think about it.
"Ambushes like this are rare."
A veteran next to Forlo said.
"Yes, very rare."
The Terminator nodded in agreement, but his eyes were fixed on Sosh Yang's exposed head.
Because the helmet was damaged, Soshiyang's livid facial features were fully exposed. Gray blood streaks snaked up along his throat and chin, and then separated at his eyes. Those eyes were pitch black and bottomless, just like the eyepieces on the helmet.
When Soshyan spoke, a set of neat teeth appeared from his angular and strong jaw.
The World Engine is a completely oxygen-free zone, and even Space Marines cannot survive for long without their helmets, so Soshyan temporarily used the helmets of fallen members of his squad.
He was completely unaware of the impact his appearance had on Forlo.
Forlo took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and cleared the shock from his mind.
"Each of us will conduct damage assessment and move on after two minutes."
After Forlo's order was issued, Soshyan checked his status.
His backpack was hit hard when it exploded, and there were wounds left by Gaussian rays on his chest, right forearm, and left thigh. Otherwise, everything was normal.
The other members of the team were about the same as him, with injuries but nothing serious.
They were all lucky, and several battle brothers were not fatally wounded, but suffered physical damage.
But here they are not allowed to fall behind, they can only drag their remaining bodies to follow the team.
"Set off!"
With an order from Forlo, the team moved closer to the unknown area again, and at the other end of the passage, a huge roar that resembled a heartbeat was getting stronger...