Chapter 754 The belated arrival of the Astral Knight
“Dry and tender!”
He tried his best to flash the ax as big as Ogryn's head and retreat as fast as he could.
The beast was unwilling to swing at him again. Maxin continued to retreat, but felt that his back was pressed against the wall, and he suddenly understood that there was nowhere to retreat.
The ax slid in front of him so close that he could even feel the vibration left by the blade in the air.
The veteran leaned down to avoid the slashing radius, and then slammed the opponent's knee with the butt of his rifle.
The greenskin fell to the ground in pain, but still grabbed the ax to chop down the shrimp.
Maxin stepped back, and then fired again. The stopping force of the bullet finally knocked Ya over.
"It's so hard!"
After dealing with the enemy, he looked around and found that the situation was not very good.
The guards still let the greenskins get closer, and the greenskins were tearing through the defense line like a chain sword passing through a bad leg.
He reloaded the gun and killed the other one, successfully attracting the attention of the other greenskins.
Maxin's pre-war encouragement had some effect. Several newcomers stabbed bayonet rifles into the green skin's body with desperate anger. Knowing that they would not survive no matter what, they simply pulled a few backers.
One green-skinned creature was poked five or six times before it came to its senses. After reacting, it let out an angry roar and was trampled to death by its companions behind it.
A small group of new beasts poured into the hall, staggering over the corpses and internal organs of their own kind.
The hall was instantly flooded with violence. The scene was too chaotic to be described in detail. It was filled with smoke, chemical explosives and the smell of torn flesh. The air seemed to vibrate with the rampaging greenskins and the wild roar of their chain axes.
A head clattered across the floor, oozing blood all the way, and rolled to Maxin.
He looked down and saw that it was the 17-year-old recruit. Apparently he no longer needed to worry about his boots...
Maxin strode forward, shouting as he walked.
"Regiment 16, come closer to me!"
A greenskin blocked his way, and the veteran hit it full of mouth with the butt of his gun.
But that guy was tough enough. He spat his teeth and then picked up the guy and continued on. The two soldiers landed on it, smashing and poking it.
It was brought to the ground, one hand grabbed one of the soldiers' neck and twisted it, then continued to roll and struggled with another soldier.
Maxin wandered around it, unable to shoot without accidentally injuring one of his own.
The next second, it suddenly sat up and threw the soldier aside as casually as a backpack.
This instead clarified Marcin's shooting range.
Then the shotgun roared continuously, and the greenskin could not get up again, but the soldier who was thrown out also died.
More greenskins were still pouring in, and soon the number reached about five hundred.
At this time, the war situation has taken a turn for the worse, and it cannot be reversed by Maxin alone.
"Damn, I really need to donate this time——"
Feeling vaguely relieved, Maxin suddenly heard another different voice in the din of the battlefield.
A roar that seemed to be some kind of weapon.
At first he thought it was the sound of heavy bombs, but he immediately rejected it, as if they had heavy bombs, they had already taken care of these garbage greenskins.
But then the roar gradually became clearer, and he was sure that it was the sound of explosive bombs.
Along with the roar, there were heavy footsteps and some kind of shocking roar——
"For the Emperor!!"
The next moment, as if appearing out of thin air, teams after teams of warriors wearing silver-gray power armor rushed into the hall, shouting war cries and rushing towards the green tide. At the front of this team was a majestic being—
—Wearing Terminator armor covered with battle scars, he led the way, holding a strange-looking long-handled weapon high in his hand, shining with a biting cold light.
He shouted and pointed his weapon in the direction of the greenskins, beckoning his warriors to write the poem of punishment from the Golden Throne in iron and blood.
"Astral Knights! Kill them all in the name of the Emperor!"
Although the boys were a little flustered by the sudden onslaught, they did not retreat. Instead, most of them turned to the new enemies that appeared behind them, enemies that were more worthy of their fight.
The battle entered a white-hot stage in an instant. Bullets and bombs roared towards the silver-gray ceramic front. Most of them were deflected by the curved surface of the power armor or left shallow dents. Even though there were a few
Even if he is hit and falls to the ground, he will quickly get up and fight with redoubled fury.
Before the greenskins had time to fire the next wave of shots, the Terminators at the front, led by Soshyan, had already plunged into their front.
Chainswords, bolt pistols, power swords, and even fists were used in the ensuing killings. Their reckless assault set off a bloody storm among the greenskins.
At the same time, many greenskins who tried to raise their weapons to fight back were knocked to the ground by precise volleys of explosive shells. Only then did they realize that the group holding heavy weapons had moved to their side, firing continuously with heavy explosive shells and assault cannons.
Suppress and slay, or take down the more difficult heavy bosses with the fiery wave of the meltagun and the mini-flare bursts of the plasma gun.
Farther away, behind the battle lines, fragmentation missiles roared past, sweeping down rows of greenskins into green debris and turning them into burning scrap metal.
"Ah, this-"
Suddenly, like a wonderful turn of events in battle, Maxin realized that there were only a few greenskins left standing in the room, and no more new greenskins were pouring into the lobby.
Then he realized that they were saved.
"Don't be a coward, you weaklings!"
He immediately shouted:
"You are going on a killing spree."
The appearance of the Space Marines gave everyone confidence, light bombs flashed from all around, and a group of Guardsmen swarmed forward, literally tearing the two unlucky greenskins into pieces.
Maxin rushed forward quickly, slammed the stomach of a guy who was trying to escape with the barrel of his gun, and then broke the center of his mandibular ligament with the butt of his gun.
After a few heartbeats, it was pulled down by the soldiers and tied up.
After a few more seconds, the battle was over, and Masin faced the Astartes for the first time in his life.
"Are you the commander here?"
The giant in front of him spoke with a strange metallic texture. Maxin swallowed, tried to straighten his knees, then saluted a standard military salute and replied loudly:
"Yes, sir! I am the commander of the 16th Infantry Regiment, Mahin Rahimi!"
"Hello, Captain Maxin, I am the Chapter Leader of the Astral Knights Chapter, Soshyan Alexey. How is the situation in the hive city now?"
Maxin was stunned for a while, and then said hesitantly:
"Uh... I'm sorry, sir, we have lost contact with the rear for a long time. The only radio was damaged three months ago, but I guess... the situation must be very bad."
Then he saw the invincible giant seeming to sigh slightly.
"I understand, how many of you are there now?"
"Probably, there are less than a hundred soldiers. There are also three thousand civilians, mostly old and weak, women and children, and some young and strong. But we lack weapons and ammunition."
"Are there any strongholds like yours nearby?"
"There are a few of them, but they don't communicate much with each other because they are likely to encounter greenskins on the road. They only occasionally send people to ventilate them to show that they are still alive here."
"You have a mission next, Commander Maxin."
Hearing this serious topic, Maxin immediately straightened his back.
"You must contact all the strongholds that can be contacted, gather all those who can fight, and collect scattered weapons as much as possible."