After dealing with the enemies on the terrace, Forlo led the team to move towards their real target - the energy control hall of the World Engine.
According to the broken signals they received, Chapter Leader Amurad had led his team to arrive there first and had been fighting fiercely with the guarding undead for a long time. They were in urgent need of support.
The team left the terrace and walked along the passage. Not only did it not descend, but it was gradually rising. It seemed that the main body of the entire world engine was in the shape of a pyramid, and the core was at the tip of the pyramid.
Along the way, the dim tunnels they passed seemed to have been abandoned, without any guards in sight.
"Spread out the formation."
Forlo seemed to notice something in the silence and signaled the queue to disperse. However, they continued walking for hundreds of meters without encountering any emergencies.
Until they entered a cellar full of alien statues, its curved dome suddenly exploded as they passed by, and a large number of sharp obsidian fragments instantly smashed several Space Marines to pieces.
boom--
Forlo had only a fleeting chance to react to this sudden foreknowledge. He quickly grabbed Soshyan and pulled him to his left, protecting him with his body.
At the same time, an alien statue hidden on the far side of the right wall also exploded. A huge wave of smoke, dust and rocks hit the seven closest Space Marines, hitting the armor and twisting muscles, and smashing them into the other side. wall.
During the entire process, only Forlo locked the servo system in time and stood firm in the impact with his own weight.
But before Forro could check to see if Soshyan was alive, or before his crew could do anything but raise their fists, a shambling group of undead warriors charged at them through a wall of smoke and debris.
The first undead shot directly at Forlo. The Gaussian ray set to maximum output directly embedded deeply into the right shoulder of the Terminator captain, biting into his black carapace, tearing apart the flesh and bones. A huge hole was ablated.
Then the second and third blows were deflected into the ceiling. Furlo endured the severe pain and raised his right arm, activating the mounted bolter to intercept the attacker.
Before the undead could react, a series of dense bullets made its head tilt back, its metal face completely shattered, and then it fell to the ground.
But other ambushers soon followed.
They rush towards the Space Marines with morbid indifference, waving Gauss Rippers, Phase Swords and even the remains of their kind in their hands.
Mortal opponents would most likely just fall to the ground and wait for death under the impact of an explosion at such a distance, but they were facing Space Marines, and even if they were wounded, they were not frightened in the slightest.
The veterans immediately struck back with ferocious force.
The savage throbbing howl of the chainsword drowned out the tiny footsteps of the undead, and the deafening roar of the bolter formed a counterpoint to the cold silence of the Astral Knights.
Without any words, they slaughtered their attackers mercilessly.
The most violent one was Soshiyang.
The impact just now caused his helmet to crack, one of the black eyepieces to shatter, and his visor to be damaged.
Even deep in the battle, Forro could smell the recruit's monstrous rage, and he was struggling to control it.
Hatred and anger merged into a black ocean, and the desire to kill was like a high cliff towering above it, calling him.
Blood filled the air, the only "body odor" emitted by the wounded Space Marines.
Soshyan's thumb brushed the activation rune of the chain sword, and then he crashed into the enemy group and swung a series of short and swift blows in the cramped space, roaring and slicing through the metal body.
The limitation of space only made his killing more cruel. The silver armor became brighter in an instant and was covered with flowing liquid metal.
In front of him, no one is spared.
And Fulo also has his own fighting style. His fists break the sternum and crush the skull between the ups and downs.
An attacker hit the Terminator Captain with a Gauss Ripper at the moment he knocked down his kind. The beam cut through the right arm armor, and the pain of the wound came along with the warning signal beating in the helmet's field of vision, and then quickly suppressed.
Forlo activated the bolter again and focused the target on the undead's forehead. The attacker's head was shattered and he fell to the ground.
The end is as sudden as the beginning.
The cellar that was blown into ruins was quickly emptied. The Space Marines put away their weapons one by one, and thick lines of coagulated blood slowly dripped from their armors.
The communication system remained silent throughout, with only the harsh sound of breathing echoing.
In this encounter, a total of six battle brothers were sacrificed, including a member of Soshyan's team. Now only Nade, Axel and Occam are left with him.
After confirming that there were no enemies, Soshyan slightly loosened his grip on the chain sword and felt his second heart gradually slow down.
He's still alive and it was Forlo who saved him.
Although he didn't understand why the Terminator wanted to protect himself alone, many things he encountered today made him feel abnormal, and this was just one of them.
Maybe he would get the answer, maybe he would take his questions to the cold grave, either way, this was not the right time to think about it.
"Ambushes like this are rare."
A veteran next to Forlo said.
"Yes, very rare."
The Terminator nodded in agreement, but his eyes were fixed on Sosh Yang's exposed head.
Because the helmet was damaged, Soshi Yang's qing facial features were fully exposed. Gray blood streaks snaked up his throat and chin, and then separated at his eyes. Those eyes were pitch black and bottomless, just like the eyepieces on the helmet.
When Soshyan spoke, a set of neat teeth appeared from his angular and strong jaw.
The World Engine is a completely oxygen-free zone, and even Space Marines cannot survive for long without their helmets, so Soshyan improvised using the helmets of fallen members of his squad.
He was completely unaware of the impact his appearance had on Forlo.
Forlo took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and cleared the shock from his mind.
"Each will conduct damage assessment and move on after two minutes."
After Forlo's order was issued, Soshyan checked his status.
His backpack was hit hard when it exploded, and there were wounds left by Gaussian rays on his chest, right forearm, and left thigh. Other than that, everything was normal.
The other members of the team were about the same as him, with injuries but nothing serious.
They were all lucky, while several of the battle-brothers were not mortally wounded but were physically mangled.
But falling behind is not allowed here, so they can only follow the team dragging their remaining bodies.
"Set off!"
With an order from Forlo, the team moved closer to the unknown area again, and at the other end of the passage, a huge roar similar to a heartbeat was getting stronger...
