"Now that a preliminary agreement has been reached, now we have to solve more practical problems."
Thor clapped his hands and turned his eyes to the display.
Armin's team was gradually exhausted. It was obvious that their ammunition had been exhausted, and they could only resist the impact of the aliens with back-to-back melee weapons. If it weren't for the narrow terrain of the temple entrance and the large number of obstacles and ruins formed by the violent blasts, they would probably have arrived early. It was submerged.
And all this is just a matter of time.
"Don't worry, they won't die."
As soon as Sevita finished speaking, Soshyan noticed that unexpected reinforcements appeared on the screen.
A group of cloaked men jumped out of a small tunnel on the side of the temple, waving spears and pistols that shone with mysterious light.
The leader among them is a man wearing a crow mask, dotted with many complex symbols, and also wearing a feather cloak. Moreover, the cloak is not shaking due to the airflow caused by running, but is independent of its owner. Swinging behind you.
As soon as those mysterious men appeared, they shot at the aliens with the pistols in their hands - they turned out to be plasma pistols.
All of a sudden, those aliens were stunned and dozens of them were killed in an instant.
The genestealers seemed as confused as Soshyan.
After a brief period of confusion, they split off and rushed towards the mysterious team, obviously recognizing them as a more serious threat.
The other part became even more crazy, completely disregarding their own life safety, and turned into waves of people and attacked the Astartes squad, forcing the soldiers to use all their strength to save their lives.
Armin swung the power sword with all his strength, tearing apart their flesh and bones and shattering their bones.
Decapitation might give people greater pleasure, but in order to swing faster, he still lowered the blade.
His opponents were of all kinds, tall, short, fat and thin, and they were all different. They either rushed forward, crawled and walked quickly, or circled around - not to mention there were guys staggering around in the bloody water he had created.
On the chaotic battlefield, he must always pay attention to the most dangerous guys - purebreds with the ability to tear through power armor.
He didn't want a pureblood to accidentally dodge his sword, after all, they only needed such a small opportunity to cause serious damage.
Four of them were injured now. As long as someone else was injured, or the moment he himself was injured, the aliens would swarm up like a pack of rats in the tunnel.
Their weight alone? The squad could be doomed.
"who are they?"
Although there was no time to think about it due to the current situation, Armin still took the risk and glanced at the mysterious man.
They had already fought against the aliens at close range, and the spears in their hands were flying, slicing across the abominable body again and again, causing bursts of ichor to erupt from those multi-legged monsters.
But their number is still too small and will not bring any improvement to the situation.
A young man with an expressionless face rushed towards Armin brandishing some kind of syringe? He wanted to deflect the blow, but was tripped by a corpse at his feet.
He instinctively swung the chain sword to split the man's arm in two at the elbow. Then the gold syringe fell down along with the severed limb, and the chemical inside immediately leaked out.
Although Armin was on guard, he still took a deep breath of the poisonous vapor.
This is a deadly nerve gas. A small amount is enough to kill a whole carriage of people. Even the Astartes, who have strong anti-drug capabilities, cannot escape after taking a breath.
Armin suddenly felt dizzy, his limbs became weak, and his knees fell involuntarily.
Fortunately, the bodies underground took most of the impact for him, and he simply fell onto a puddle of something less than pleasant rather than hitting a rock.
However, his enemies have exposed his weaknesses.
Before Armin had time to regain his balance, the screaming aliens swarmed up and pushed him to the ground. They punched and kicked him, and several of them hit him with rocks they didn't know where to find.
He tried to cut a passage with his sword, but those guys were crazy and kept jumping on him——
Suddenly? Armin felt the pressure on his body weaken. The aliens hanging on his body were either dead or injured. The cave echoed with the completely unmistakable click of the heavy bolter and the smaller and clearer sound of the light bullet.
He struggled to his feet, wielding his power sword and slashing through several bodies trying to crush him, looking at their savior in surprise.
There were about a hundred people, led by a strong man who emerged from a sudden lift underground. He opened fire as soon as he emerged - he was dressed like a miner.
"Hurry up, these people can't hold on for long, the bomb prepared by the gene stealers will explode soon."
After saying that, Sevita turned around, walked to the huge life-saving cabin, and then, under Soshyan's surprised eyes, he suddenly inserted the halberd into the outer shell of the life-saving cabin.
With the roar of the chain saw, sparks flew, and a life-saving module as high as two Astartes was torn out with a crack as high as a person. Then Sevatar inserted his hands into the crack and pulled hard to the left and right.
With the painful squeaking sound of metal, the shell of the life-support capsule was torn open, and a large amount of translucent liquid gushes out from inside, like ruptured amniotic fluid.
Soshyan cast his gaze into the life-sustaining cabin and saw a small black iron coffin suspended by chains in the life-sustaining cabin.
This seems very weird.
Sevatar reached out and tore off the chains one by one, then took out the iron coffin, threw it behind him, and fixed it on his shoulders and waist with iron ropes.
"What a powerful psychic power."
Suddenly, Sol praised softly.
"Pure, bright... You protected her very well and she was completely uncontaminated. She is indeed a priceless treasure."
"It seems that you are different from before."
Sevatar stared at Thor meaningfully, then turned around and took out something from the back of the survival cabin and hung it on his waist.
It was a bat-shaped dark blue helmet, with a face as pale as a skull, and scarlet wings on both sides - this might be the only remaining part of the power armor he wore in the past.
"Come on, this place will be flooded soon."
The three of them immediately took steps and quickly disappeared at the bottom of the dark temple.
"Wall?"
Armin slit the throat of an alien with a sword, letting blood spill on his chest, and shouted loudly:
"Wal, are you still alive!?"
Then, a fist appeared on Armin's left shoulder, shattering the face of a purebred who tried to sneak attack.
"Still here, sir!"
Team member Wall shouted in his ear that his left wrist had been completely broken off - a sneak attack from a purebred, but his remaining hand continued to fight.
"We can't last long like this. We have to try to retreat below, sir!"
A reasonable suggestion, Wall wants to try his best before dying.
Although I don’t know why the chapter leader disappeared for so long, it is obvious that something must have happened to the other party.
They can't win, there are too many aliens, and even the newly added reinforcements are gradually being cannibalized - although every person who falls has paid a high price for the enemy with his life.
And they, as Astartes, would make their enemies pay even more.
He was proud of them, proud of their captain - this was how an Astartes was meant to die, or so he thought.
"It makes sense!"
Armin said breathlessly.
"Get down there and—"
Before he finished speaking, the air was torn apart by a huge explosion.
About 100 meters to his left, a huge cloud rose up, and alien-shaped stumps and severed arms flew everywhere.
A moment later, another cloud billowed up, hurling chunks of minced meat over their heads.
This time the explosion was so much closer that it shook the ground.
When the smoke from the explosion had not dissipated, three figures rushed out.
"Chapter Master!"
Armin immediately recognized the silver-gray figure rushing at the front and the long sword in his hand that exuded a hot red light.
"The Chapter Master is back!!"
