"It" awakens from the cold, dark void, the closest thing to sleep it knows.
A dull pain echoed through the curved base of its skull, gone but unsettling.
This feeble pain soon spreads with annoying insistence, joining the pulse of the creature through the beating of blood vessels.
Pain radiated down "its" spine, through facial structures, and out of the sluggish brain.
This is not the pain of wounds and failure, nor the pain of being chased by a hunter.
"It" doesn't mask the need for hunger, but the feeling is much more unwelcome, the taste and resonance of this pain is so different, "it" hasn't felt like this in a while...
The heirs are dying.
"It" felt every punctured hole, every broken limb, every bloody eye socket echoing like a ghost in the wind of pain.
In the darkness, "it" slowly spread its limbs.
The joints clicked and flexed as they tightened and flexed again.
Huge claws trembled and opened and closed in the cold air, and digestive acids stung the tongue as the salivary ducts in "its" huge mouthparts came to life.
"It" took a shaky breath through the rows of shark-like teeth. The cold air stimulated its senses. Then its featureless eyes opened, and a thick stream of saliva flowed down its curved chin. It dripped from his mouth and splashed onto the deck with a hissing sound.
The fateful moment has arrived and "it" drags itself from its hiding place and across the ship to find the creature that killed the children.
The plan failed, but there is still a chance to settle it all and understand the grudges of more than a hundred years.
Even though it was separated by a thick metal plate, "it" could still smell the blood in the air, hear the rhythm of the prey's heartbeat, and smell the salty sweat on its skin.
Not only that, "it" can even feel the buzz of the biofield and touch the current of emotions and thoughts in the brain.
life.
enemy.
Very close.
"It"'s mouth clicked open and closed, its body leaned forward, and then it ran quickly through the dark passage, its claws tapping on the metal.
The swarm of insects will eventually devour everything——
"The blockade is over and we are moving to area E07, leaving only area E08."
The arbitrator's voice came from the communicator. Savita was in front of the team. He had lost patience with the progress of the Legal Department very early.
After the team returned to the ground, the first thing they did was to go to the Ministry of Justice and let the Arbitrator personally lead the team to block the orbital airport in the planet's orbit and put all officials and persons in charge under control.
During this period, there was also an incident where genestealers who jumped over the wall attacked the Ministry of Justice and the Guards, but they were immediately suppressed by the accompanying Astartes. All the aliens were annihilated on the spot, and the remaining few escaped into the complex structure of the airport. .
But all that awaits them is death.
Soshyan is determined to block any alien escape route? The Arbitrator is also determined.
He mobilized a total of 20,000 troops from the ground and asked the technical priests to seal the passages in all areas, and then the Guardsmen cleared areas one by one.
This was a cruel operation. There was no prior warning or notification. A large number of staff and workers were trapped in the orbital airport. And the order they received was to wait on the spot - the Guards would kill any active targets.
At the same time, anyone who encounters the Guards must undergo a physical examination unconditionally. If there is resistance, he will be shot on the spot.
This is a relatively slow and safe process, but it ensures that nothing slips through the cracks.
The only one who is dissatisfied is Sevita, the Prince of Crows.
All he can think about is killing his old enemy.
He also repeatedly asked Soshyan that the nest owner can only be killed by him.
Finally, after two days of continuous manhunt and the killing of more than a thousand infected people and aliens, only the last and largest area of the airport was left - the storage area.
"Roger? We have moved to area E08."
Soshyan's answer was punctuated by several bolter roars.
Then, he turned off the communicator and glanced at the corpse on the ground - a pure-blood alien.
It can be seen that they are guarding this corridor? Or what is behind this corridor, and what can these pure bloods protect to the death? It is self-evident.
An expression other than indifference finally appeared on Savita's face.
That's an expectation.
Reaching the end? The automatic door of the corridor opened. The team entered a large room.
There are neatly arranged containers, towering generators and wall-mounted plasma chambers. A mixture of liquids and gases tumbles deep in the glass chamber, emitting a faint orange light.
Without the need for orders, the Astartes spread out across the operations deck, moving to consoles and transport racks to take up firing positions and cover the room's exits.
But they found nothing yet——
With a wet click, the membrane covering "its" sensitive eyes was peeled away.
"It" looked down the long room and saw some flickers, suggesting something was moving in the room.
The human scent was stronger now, so strong...
"It" strutted forward, its claws scraping against the metal floor, but there was no sound at all.
There are three more dangerous prey species here, and one of them is particularly dangerous, with that kind of uncontrollable murderous intent...
Although "its" animal intelligence does not believe that it has the ability to kill this monster, it has no way out, and its intelligence can only give way to animal nature at this time.
"I saw it."
Sevatar looked at the dark room six hundred meters deep to the north in the darkness.
"It just came out of the wall."
"I saw it too."
The voice came from Soshyan, who raised his bolter as he approached Savitar. His helmet's heat-sensing vision easily penetrated the darkness, but it was not clear how the unhelmeted Savitar could see it.
"A hive master."
Soshiyang murmured to himself, looking at this ugly alien.
Its body was covered with thick limbs, clawed appendages and a bulbous skull, and it advanced towards them.
"When it reaches optimal range, fire, but don't kill it."
"Know."
Soshyan reluctantly replied that he was not used to accepting orders from a traitor.
But he raised his gun and took aim, took a breath, and summoned the others over the communicator.
"Target found, everyone follows my instructions and fires."
"Enemy attack!"
But before he could give the order, the silent cabin suddenly erupted into the sound of gunfire and Armin's curses.
A large number of purebred aliens poured out from the pipes and vents in all directions. The tactics of the Astral Knight team were immediately overwhelmed by waves of attacks and could only defend themselves.
At this time,
In Soshyan's eyepiece, a nearby rune turned white, and he fired at the target.
The nest owner endured the pain of being blown apart by bullets, howling and screaming, and then rushed down.
