Listening to the white noise in the communicator, Almight looked very worried.
But compared to the disappearance of the chapter leader, what worries him more is the battle situation in front of him.
He couldn't tell when the aliens began to appear. The first thing that alerted them was the sound of a gunshot, followed by the fierce gunfire that continued until now.
The originally silent cave seemed to be boiling.
The Space Marines guarded the entrance to the temple, unaware of what was happening around them, until the rooms were set alight one after another, and the fire dispelled the darkness, and they finally understood what was happening.
The Genestealer Cult has launched a massive attack here!
The main force of the attack was a large number of first- to third-generation hybrids. They held high blasphemous war flags and armed with homemade crude weapons. They poured out from all directions and launched a surprise attack on the Crow Lord's followers.
In order to protect their homes, those people chose to resist desperately, building temporary bunkers on the streets and taking out all their weapons.
But the gene stealers were obviously well prepared. They brought out a lot of heavy weapons, including military heavy bolters, rockets, and heavy lasers.
The battle went to extremes from the beginning. The genestealers launched a fierce attack on the Crow Lord's followers regardless of casualties, with incomparable hatred and fanaticism, and these heretical believers would rather die than take a step back.
But their number is too small, at least compared to the overwhelming number of aliens, it is far from enough.
Armin also thought about summoning those people to the temple to defend, but after much consideration, he did not dare to risk fighting with these dangerous heretics. The only thing they could do was to remove the stone candlesticks and candlesticks near the gate.
Some small statues were knocked down and used to build a bunker near the gate to deal with subsequent attacks.
The sound of gunfire in the distance didn't last long before disappearing. Apart from the crackling and popping sounds of burning houses, the only thing left in the cave was the terrifying roar of the alien.
"For the Four-Armed Emperor!!"
A blasphemous war cry came from the distance, and Armin took a deep breath. His field of vision was already full of monsters.
The many-legged beasts scampered through the burning streets, their roars echoing in the air, and more surged up from behind their positions, spilled out of alleys, jumped out of windows and doorways, just to name a few.
Abominable human imitations? Armed with stolen or homemade weapons.
They hold high the alien war flag? In addition to blood, there are also heads and limbs that have just been chopped off.
Armin didn't want to see these things anymore? Instead? He aimed his bolter at them.
"Put it closer and hit again. Everyone, listen to my instructions."
As Captain? In the absence of the Chapter Master, he became the supreme commander.
But there was another worry in his mind.
I don’t know when? Nick suddenly disappeared? Just when he was about to look around, these aliens appeared.
In desperation, he could only stick to his duties, but he swore that as long as the battle was over, he would find the boy, and secretly prayed that he had just found a place to hide.
"For the Emperor! Kill the aliens!!"
When the first alien stepped onto the temple's stairs, Armin shouted a war cry as a command, and then used his bolter to fire at the genestealers at the front.
The divine roar of the Empire's wrath then resounded through the cave, and each shot of Armin dropped a smoking corpse at the feet of its companions, sometimes even two at a time.
But there are still too many of them.
10 kills? 20 kills, 30 kills...
Armin fired out a magazine? But it seems that there is no obvious change in the enemy tide.
"Save bullets."
Due to the large number of enemies, Armin can only ask everyone to suppress the urge to shoot, and only pour out firepower when the distance is shortened.
Strong firelight illuminated the buildings on both sides of the temple, and the air reverberated with explosive sounds? The smell of burnt flesh and blood became thicker.
The first batch to charge were a generation of hybrids with little intelligence? Are there thousands of them? They rushed up one after another, stepping on the corpses of the same kind. If the temple stairs were not too narrow, they might have flooded the place long ago.
But some began to climb the walls on both sides of the temple, which forced Armin to assign two additional warriors to defend both sides of the front.
Originally, there were ten people in the team, not counting Soshyan. Now, after he and Sol left, there were only nine people left. Two people were assigned to defend the sides, and there were only seven people left in the front.
Seven people have to resist countless aliens. This task is not particularly difficult. At least for Armin now, this is the most serious moment since he became an Astartes.
"Tara, is your plasma ready?"
"alright!"
"Teach them a lesson!"
Although only one squad came this time, Soshyan had already realized that the task would be more severe, so he specially allocated some weapons from the armory to strengthen the squad's firepower.
The plasma gun held by Tara is one of the only plasma weapons owned by the Astral Knights Chapter.
After charging, he leaned out from behind the bunker, aimed at the enemy wave on the stairs, and pulled the trigger.
The next second, the air crackled as it was filled with plasma gas, and then the muzzle released destructive firepower that was so bright that it was difficult to see directly.
Hot plasma balls rolled past the Genestealers in an instant. They were so dense that each superheated plasma bullet could wipe out dozens of them.
With just two shots, a large space was cleared on the stairs.
But the space was quickly filled.
"Wall, it's up to you."
The warrior named Vol nodded, and then sprayed hot liquefied promethium fuel directly into the enemy group, burning a dozen aliens to death and forcing others to retreat - but the pressure of rubbing shoulders with their own kind left them with nowhere to go.
In just a few seconds when the flamethrower takes off, the flames cause considerable damage.
In addition, the soldiers decisively threw prepared armor-piercing grenades when the enemy approached.
boom------!
After the high explosion, deadly tiny metal fragments strafed the enemy group, killing hundreds of aliens, and the power of the explosion of more than a dozen armor-piercing grenades made the entire temple tremble.
Although this killing efficiency is very high, the team's ammunition is also consumed at an extremely rapid rate.
The first thing to use up is the grenade.
Armin's mind processed all these details quickly, calculating where was the best position to shoot, and where the front line became thin - if that can be added.
His bolter fired over and over again, the exploding alien skull spraying out a mist of blood, brains, and bone fragments.
Even though they were so focused and worked so hard, some people still slipped through the cracks and made it to the last rung of the ladder.
Armin was holding the power sword tightly in his hand at this moment.
When an alien with four arms and a long tongue stuck out of its mouth jumped over the bunker and rushed towards him, Armin followed the swordsmanship taught by Thor to perform a series of slashes - Thor taught them to find the enemy's target first.
loopholes, and then wait for the right opportunity to remove their attack power.
Armin kept this instruction in mind and thrust his sword at a clever angle.
After taking a breath, the alien that charged towards him with its claws cut off its hands and neck, and its headless body fell heavily to the ground.
But they continued to fight, trying to overwhelm the Space Marines with numbers.
This is exactly the nature of this kind of alien. Apart from fatal injuries to the brain or vital organs, they will hardly be knocked down by any attack.
Armin called on his warriors to change their formation, relying on the bunker, with their backs to each other, forming a tight semicircle to tightly guard the entrance to the temple.
As the aliens approached them, they fought back with iron fists and sharp blades, fighting with all their might for the Emperor and survival.