Keng... Keng... Keng...
The three-finger-thick steel boots were driven by the thick electromagnetic muscles in the steel armor under the control of the servo. They carried the nearly ton weight of the Dreadnought power armor and trudged forward in the passage of the abandoned battleship.
The thick dust and mud made it difficult for them to move. In an environment where they could not maintain a direct view of the deck, they could only turn on the power supply of the magnetic boots for a long time.
From this, their pace can indeed be called steady, but the speed of the entire team has become a new problem.
"It's incredible that the power supply here is still there..."
The incandescent light shot out from the giant's helmet like a sharp sword. After breaking through the smoke and dust raised in the darkness, it was swallowed up again by the endless darkness.
Gray Knight Hercules did not rely on the servo's observation array. Instead, he looked through the narrow eyepiece of the Crusader helmet and looked directly at the floating dust stirred up by his footsteps.
Although the lighting system in the ruined ship has failed, you can tell from the centuries of dust accumulated under your feet that at least during this long period of time, the gravity generator here has been working stably.
"Our next goal?"
Hercules asked Sergeant Meyerson, the commander of the team, while on the psychic side he encapsulated the collected information in his brain and then sent it backwards through the legion's psychic link.
"Copy that, keep in touch."
Golden's team at the rear landing point in the psychic link gave a clear response. It was a long time ago that this paladin was honored as the Primarch Guard. If this operation was not important enough, you would hardly see him in ordinary combat.
"Go to the gravity generator first, then the power cabin."
Melson's voice rang in Hercules' ears, and the dry voice dragged him back to reality from the ocean of ether.
The answers from the sergeant in front and the brothers in the rear arrived almost at the same time, and the dual messages of reality and ether were almost indistinguishable.
But Hercules was able to adapt to this because of his bloodline and because he was inspired to bring out certain traits hidden in his genes.
All psykers understand how dangerous it is to lose the boundary between reality and the warp. The reason why the Gray Knights have been able to maintain absolute purity for thousands of years is precisely because they may not be the most powerful psykers, but they are definitely the most powerful psykers. The one who can control the strongest.
He barely paused and even directly responded to Sergeant Meyerson with body language while still receiving the information flow on the public channel in the psychic link.
“I went to the location of the gravity generator to see what was causing this machine to still be operating.
If there is any sign of life maintaining the equipment, find it and kill it;
The reason for going to the power cabin is the requirement of the mission, which is to install enough explosives on the key nodes of the hulk before evacuation..."
Sergeant Meyerson explained his purpose on the team channel, and by the way, he would turn off the magnetic field generator in the sole of the boot after the deck under his feet became a little clearer.
Hercules also discovered this detail and understood its meaning:
They are running out of time and need to speed up their exploration.
The existing efficiency seems to be very high, but it is actually based on the data support of the auspicious array on the battleship.
With the end of the outer layer detection, the more twisted internal structure exceeded the capabilities of the instruments on the battleship. (Anti-detection devices are a common configuration on battleships, and most of these devices work passively, requiring only very low energy and can work for a long time.)
The force projection on the fleet continues:
There were a total of 25 teams similar to the Hercules/Meerson team in the first batch of landing troops.
Except for the five support and reserve forces that remained stationary at the landing site, the remaining twenty teams quickly broke through the outermost battleship wreckage during half an hour of exploration.
With the help of the battleship augur, they successfully identified the structure of these ancient battleships belonging to humans.
Thus, with extremely high efficiency, the gravity generator of the hulk and the backup plasma reactor that maintained operation were found.
After installing the intended explosive devices on both, the team continued to move forward according to the drawings in hand.
There are not many large-scale corridors in the damaged warship that can be used normally. However, without intending to recover the ship, taking the maintenance corridor and occasionally breaking through the walls, the team soon reached the hulk and other hulks. department.
boom! Hey...
The sound of the explosion and the high-temperature shock wave in the small space left no one to escape. Even if the giants had a full set of armor protection when facing the shock wave, the steel boots under their feet could not help but make a tooth-breaking friction sound.
Meyerson canceled the joint lock of the power armor from the crouching position, and stood up from behind the thick jump shield.
The team members behind him also shook their heads slightly to expel the discomfort in their bodies. Hercules, who was at the end of the team, was the least affected. When he raised his head and looked forward, where the dust settled at the end of his field of vision was an environment that was completely unfamiliar to him.
It was a gorgeous space, and the design of the equipment and ships in it clearly exceeded the scope of being a war machine.
Taking Hercules' short life as evidence, he swore that when these works of art appeared in a battleship full of steel and gunpowder smoke, he felt that the designer of this battleship definitely exceeded the upper limit of human understanding of art.
"The Spirit Race..."
The sound of Sergeant Meyerson clenching his molar teeth freed Hercules from his doubts. Apart from the hatred expressed by the sergeant, the commander of the team obviously had enough profound knowledge to recognize the useless person in front of him. The origin of the ship.
As if sensing the doubts of the Gray Knight behind him, the member of the team codenamed Rock Rat explained to the Gray Knight while checking the heavy bolt gun he was carrying:
"The leader used to be a veteran of the first company in the battle group, and he was also our tactical instructor. According to the think tank records, he once served in the Death Watch on behalf of the battle group, and he just came back in the past hundred years."
"Understood." Hercules nodded slightly, indicating that he had received the other party's prompt and the goodwill behind it:
An explanation is a very good start. It at least proves that both parties have the intention to cooperate.
And just when the team was in a normal atmosphere of cooperation, Hercules suddenly raised his head when he sensed something.
He didn't even have time to stop Melson, who had just landed on the Eldar warship. He only had time to point the scepter in his hand forward and shouted the order in his mouth:
"Mantra - Bless!"
At this moment, all the Gray Knights on the entire space hulk stopped, and the power of the Legion's will appeared here.
They were aware of the situation of the brother in front at the first moment, and also witnessed and supported that brother's mobilization of the willpower of the group.
The shield that appeared in the space appeared instantly after passing through the lengthy spell ceremony. The white-gold bell-shaped stand loomed over the front of Sergeant Meyerson and the entire team.
At the same time, a black, surprisingly long and narrow scimitar was blocked and repelled by the shield.
The position that forced it to emerge from invisibility was just above the back of the sergeant's head.
That's not all. Several other similar weapons also appeared beside the team members at some unknown time. If it weren't for the vigilance and protection of the priest, the team would have lost more than half of its men in the face of the encounter.
"Tsk! Troublesome monkey!"
The owners of these scimitars gradually appeared from the air, with slender and tall bodies up to two meters high.
When the deliberate ambush was discovered, these followers of Kane decided to find another way to please the Blood God and kill the monkeys head-on.
"Retreat! Shrink the defense! Plan C! (Take self-protection as the first priority, retreat in a covered manner to reduce the gap between firepower.)"
Sergeant Meyerson shouted loudly, obviously he had sufficient knowledge of these existences. And his choice in milliseconds was already the best choice for the current situation.
Unfortunately, the incident happened suddenly, and the team's long and narrow position made them suffer from the disadvantage of the terrain.
Faced with these assassins who were leaping and holding swords in the complex environment, there was only so much the entire team could do in the tightest of moments.
Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo!
The intensive shooting of the bullets tore out large, ferocious and terrifying bullet holes in the narrow space.
The Astartes fired wildly in the confined space, just to block the enemy's approach and give the entire team a chance to breathe and adjust.
However, due to the distance between the enemy and the large-range gun line caused by short-range shooting, it cannot be closed, so the killing efficiency of the target is extremely low.
Their defensive firepower was too slow and crude for these beings. Even when Sergeant Meyerson gave up defense, it could only inflict injuries on the enemy instead of killing them.
When the team encounters a fatal threat, only Hercules and his companions - another Gray Knight who said nothing along the way, can use their own specialties to pose a threat to the enemy.
"Laws! Whip the heretics!"
Hercules' psychic lightning struck first and once again freed the necks of his comrades in front from the opponent's scimitar.
There was no way for the opponent to escape. As he howled and turned into ashes, his tragic end turned the other assassins' dangerous gazes to him.
Fortunately, he is not fighting alone, he has his partner and the entire legion behind him.
The heavy spiritual light cannon in the hands of Harpercrates the Sinner abandons physical ammunition and shoots with psychic energy. Its non-physical projectiles have a speed that the body cannot avoid.
When this heavy cannon poured out barrages in an arc at the opponent with a terrifying rate of fire, these races known for their agility had to pay a heavy price for their previous contempt.
Several black-clothed assassins were harvested by psychic cannons in the mid-air. The substantial impact was immediate and caused the opponent's arrogance to stagnate.
The assassin who was in a stalemate wanted to fight again, but his leader clearly felt the approach of other Gray Knights nearby.
"What a disappointing hunt."
She lowered her terrifying, huge bone helmet and faced Hercules with her tattooed face.
"Ugly monkey, we have plenty of time to get along. Don't be in a hurry, take your time..."
(End of chapter)
