In less than a minute, Armin arrived at the scene with three people.
They then compared the coordinates with the tactical map and found that they were only about one kilometer away from the target, which was a completely acceptable range.
"The enemy's reinforcements have been coming from this direction along the street."
"Don't worry about them for now."
Armin waved.
"We have to go west and we must get there before the fortress falls."
All the captains nodded, and then Armin spoke to the recruits.
"Everyone, prepare to act and keep alert. There are no pharmacists here. Anyone who has to endure the lottery will have to endure it."
The team stood up from the bunker without saying a word and walked west along the street, their bomb guns looking for targets at the surrounding ruins.
The Oscars walked in front together, with Robin and three other players standing at the end of the line.
Further afield, the gray walls of the Explorer Fortress stand above the smoked ruins, and beyond that intimidating barrier, orange and black smoke heavyly enveloped the entire complex, giving a nightmare feeling.
Haumo smiled bitterly in his helmet, which didn't seem like a place worth sacrificing for.
The 10th Company rushed along the narrow streets to the place where the stronghold was located in the southern fortress, and eliminated as many rebels as possible along the way to relieve the pressure on the defenders.
The sound of fighting between the Astartes team and the Chaos Rebels echoed among the ruins, and the sound of fighting grew stronger as the enemy began to react to the dangers among them.
Not only did the automatic cannon vibrate in the air, but the roar of the explosive gun can also be heard.
“Turn south at the next turn.”
Armin shouted to the recruits.
"The enemy's firepower point should be at the intersection for another four hundred meters, somewhere on the left."
"receive."
The Oscars ran to the corner and leaned their backs against a burnt storefront, with bomb guns placed on their chests.
Then Zod slipped to the wall and looked out from the corner.
"There are two Chaos Space Marines on the rooftop to watch."
Zod's sign language clearly told everyone the situation ahead.
Armin then made a gesture, and the two recruits immediately took out the armor-breaking rocket launcher behind them, and circled around the buildings on both sides, aiming at the Chaos Space Marine who was alert on the roof through the window.
call out--
Two seconds after the Rockets fired, two black-armored Chaos Space Marines disappeared into a snowstorm composed of gravel and steel structure debris.
Rolling dust and smoke surrounded the intersection and rolled along the street towards other team members.
The team was conditioned and dispersed to seek cover, some curled up behind the rubble or clung to the walls of the building.
In less than a minute, Gomo emerged from the smoke, and his armor was covered with brown dust.
“There’s still a breath here.”
He found a dead guy in the ruins and dragged it out and placed it next to the broken porch.
Armin also stood up from the bunker and trotted forward to check.
Gomo reached out to grop about the helmet of the Black Legion. One side of the ceramic helmet was partially crushed, his right eye was shattered, and he was torn from his crown to his neck.
"Ha, everyone will come and have a look."
Gomo threw the broken helmet across the street. The guy's right face was hit and left a deep scar. In some places, even the bones were peeled off, and his right eye was already covered with blood. Although Astarte had super self-healing ability, wounds of this level were not easy to solidify.
More importantly, one of his legs was blown off.
The recruits surrounded and looked at the heresy on the ground curiously. This was their first close observation of the rebellion.
"He has a disgusting tattoo on his face."
"Kill him!"
"No, he should cut off his limbs and throw them to the side of the road to wait for death!"
Chaos Space Marine glanced blankly at the Imperial Space Marine who surrounded him, and blinked his intact eye.
"Oh, the bastards of the Corpse King."
The heresy in the pool of blood gasped in contempt:
"I will wait for you in hell."
Arming stepped on the other person's face, crushed the intact part into the dust, and said in a deep voice:
"The heretic wild dog of the Black Legion, confess, I'll give you some fun."
"no way!"
With a thud, the other party's head exploded on the sole of Armin's boots like fruit.
He turned around and looked at the recruits and said:
"Remember, we are not merciful to our enemies, but accordingly, we are not perverted butchers. Cruelty and torture are meaningless to us and will only poison our hearts."
"yes!"
"Continue to move forward and expand the alert scope."
It took the team ten minutes to pass through some collapsed buildings, and the Oscars rummaged through the piles of gravel, and in some places they would strengthen damaged structural brackets so that the team could continue to move forward without landslides.
They walked through a narrow, dirty alley and entered the shell of another building.
The building was almost completely collapsed, and the Astates had to climb over a huge pile of gravel to reach the opposite side.
At this time, Armin heard the rumble of the engine idling and the commands coming from afar.
He walked to the top of a pile of rubble near the far corner of the building and squatted down, Robin and Haumor were beside him, looking out from the top.
At this time, their armor was covered with dust and was almost invisible against the background of the ruins. Instead, they could see the enemy's position from the high and broken window frames in the corners of the ruins.
A black and golden Chaos Predator tank was parked in the middle of another intersection, its wings were surrounded by ruins, four armed trucks lined up loosely behind it, and bunkers were deployed on both sides of the street.
And in another corner of the intersection stands a dilapidated tower, with a large hole on its first floor, and the flames greedily swallowing the hole.
This is the stronghold in the southern part of the fortress.
"Oscar, get your people ready for hot melt, others, wait for orders."
Although the 10th Company is a recruit company, due to the adjustment of the structure of the Astral Knights, they also have the arming and firepower of general tactical companies, especially the relatively easy-to-carry plasma and hot melt weapons.
The Oscar brothers crawled out of the rubble, behind him were two recruits holding hot melt guns, and aimed at the side of the tank.
The rest of the team climbed up the slope and prepared their weapons.
Then, the two hot melters glanced at Oscar and nodded.
"Open fire!"
The two hot melt guns made a hissing, steaming scream at the highest force, and then the rotating heat flow hit the side of the Predator tank and the fuel tank next to it.
In an instant, the melted armored steel plates and tracks rotated in the air. A Chaos Space Marine standing next to the Predator half of her body was instantly melted, and then Arming suddenly stood up.
"For the Emperor!"
With a loud scream, the angels loyal to the Golden Throne climbed down from the rubble and rushed out of the hidden place, and their bomb guns began to roar.
The cultists fell to the ground one after another, and the three heretics of the Black Legion who were first concentrated were each "careful" by more than a dozen guns and were shot dead before they could resist. The light armor of the remaining mortal servants could not resist such firepower at all.