Yin Xiu took a long glance at the sensor display and found that a large number of target readings were moving.
"Let the Astra Militarum set up a cordon. We won't delay here."
The non-stop Fire Dragon Company moved westward through the upper nest park. Rhinoceros and Predators crashed through a gate leading to the main road. Land speeders roared overhead, heading in the direction of the attack. Their assault guns,
Missile pods and heavy bolters fired a storm of fire into the residential buildings, although there were few targets inside.
Although Salamanders are kind to their allies, they are equally cruel to their enemies.
When the people who were completely crazy and infected by the power of chaos rushed toward the Salamander, Tu'shan only hesitated for a moment, but he knew very well that these people were hopeless.
The best relief is purification.
"Free them."
The fire dragon veterans picked up the heavy flamethrowers and deflagration guns in their hands, and then a wall of fire lit up the dim street in front of them, and a large number of madmen were instantly burned to ashes.
As a company of the Salamanders Chapter, the Fire Dragon Company contains the most experienced and accomplished veterans in the Chapter. These veterans often have dozens or hundreds of years of front-line combat experience and have experienced various wars in the Empire.
They are veterans of hundreds of battles, and have seen the worst enemies the empire has ever encountered, and they are not all terminators. Among them are veterans who are marksmen with perfect accuracy, or veterans whose melee skills are superb, and these elites
The veterans were armed with the best Salamander armaments. Not only did they have specially crafted power armor and power weapons, but they also included a large number of flamethrowers and explosive weapons left over from the Great Crusade era. The rarest and most unique among them was the Flame Breaker.
projector.
This unique and complex fire weapon was designed by the Primarch Vulkan himself, making it much more powerful and elegant than the fire weapons commonly used by other Space Marines. This weapon can be used as a normal weapon.
The flame weapon also burns groups of enemies to ashes in wide-area mode, but it can also be fired in focused mode, focusing the flames into a blazing beam. Although it has the disadvantage of being difficult to aim, its power is enough to cut through most enemies.
armored target.
Mere numbers are meaningless in front of the fire dragon, dust is flying in the wind, and everything in front of everyone's eyes is burning.
The sound of gunfire from the hive's spire not far away was also close to my ears.
The Mordian defense line fell after the fierce attack of hundreds of Chaos Space Marines. They could only retreat, fighting street by street, blocking the enemy in every building, delaying time with their lives, and waiting until they reached the subspace.
The witchcraft dissipates.
However, the orders given by superiors are always to stand firm.
Thabo Morris is a creature who takes orders, and he will obey them, or he will die trying, his personal rage, his personal fatigue—these are inconsequential matters.
These are the qualities that Mordian culture taught him: obedience, determination, and the courage to sacrifice for the throne.
After the 20th hour of fighting, the Modian 227th Regiment retreated to the refugee camp they wanted to protect. Most of the people here had already withdrawn to the back, and those who had not withdrawn were not taken care of. There were a thousand Momo who stayed behind.
The Dean Guard joined the defense, which had to hold on to a kilometer-long line of makeshift walls, barricades, corpses and destroyed walkways, all of which had been severely damaged by enemy long-range bombardment.
.
Thabo Morris walked along the iron road, without gloves, feeling the feel of the hilt of his sword.
"How many Space Marines have we killed before?"
He suddenly asked in a low voice to the political commissar beside him:
"I forgot."
"About twenty, maybe thirty"
"Ah, there are so many. It's a pity that Yael and the others died there. Although they are psykers, they are still excellent Mordians."
His voice was calm, trying his best to hide the sadness in his heart.
"The first Space Marine I remember was killed by Yael. He used his psychic powers to crush the bastard's helmet and head."
After saying that, Mordian's leader looked out at the razed city, and then looked down at the narrow protective wall, which was covered with broken bunkers and remaining bloodstains.
Then he leaned against an intact wall, took a breath, and glanced at the others worriedly.
"Everyone is exhausted, and the pain and fatigue we endure is unimaginable."
"Hold on a little longer and reinforcements will arrive."
"Reinforcements."
Tabor Morris gasped and turned around to look at the burning hive in the distance. Even though the city was ravaged by fire, its ruins still stood.
"Enemy fire!"
A piercing scream sounded, and Thabo Morris and the political commissar immediately ran.
"Avoid the gun, avoid the gun."
More than 3,000 Mordians who were still fighting shouted to each other:
"Take cover!"
According to previous experience, the enemy's bombardment would not be very long, and the opponent's shells were obviously not endless. Soon the iron guards left the bunker, returned to the parapet, raised their guns, and poured down the energy beam.
What appeared this time were no ordinary thugs. There were also a large number of red pirate mortal infantry wearing red bulletproof armor. Facing the hail of bullets from the Mordians, they also used laser guns and live ammunition rifles to fight back.
Someone on both sides fell in the first wave of bullets, but the Mordians, despite being smaller in number, fired more accurately. After hundreds of Tyrant soldiers were killed, others hurriedly found bunkers to prevent themselves from being torn to pieces.
Thabo Morris turned a blind eye to everything. He only saw a terrifying monster in the enemy army.
It may be a space warrior, but it is much larger, three meters tall. The armor seems to be fused with flesh and blood. The twisted face has a toothless mouth with peeling muscles and bones.
All were exposed, and there were two faces on each side of the shoulders. When it screamed, it shouted a hundred different strange screams from its crawling throat.
At a certain moment, he felt that the other person was looking at him.
He didn't know how it saw him. There were no eyes in the empty sockets of this monster - none of its three faces had eyes, and all three of its mouths were howling, silently vomiting bile from the huge cave-like mouth.
, fingers with countless joints grabbed randomly into the air, and then suddenly sprinted over with both legs.
Thabor Morris didn't know that this kind of existence was called a Possessed Warrior, and they were the most terrifying type of Chaos Space Marines.
"Get rid of that bastard! Get rid of him!"
Although he didn't know what it was, his instinct told him that this thing was extremely dangerous and he must not let it get close, otherwise they might all be finished - or at least, they couldn't let it rush in with heretical soldiers, so Tabor