"Greenskin!!"
Bahram shouted, the first to fire back.
Thousands of aliens poured out of the passage, roaring horribly, and the entrance to the settlement was immediately surrounded.
These civilians are going to be massacred!
Terrifying thoughts appeared in Bahram's mind. The guards were tearing off lockers from the wall and hiding behind them, but these bunkers were useless in the face of large-caliber bullets. The best these militiamen could do was hold on in front of the green skins. few minutes.
The residential areas also fell into chaos, and people began to run desperately. Some people tried to find an exit, while others planned to hide in their homes, but some organized and prepared to resist.
There were cries and shouts, which immediately made Bahram's anger rise.
These innocent people were about to die in front of him, but he could do nothing, as if what he just said was just a big statement.
He drained his magazine and sent dozens of miniature rockets across the corridor, making loud noises as they exploded around his enemies.
Suddenly, a big guy made a metallic sound and fell to the ground dead, and the remaining boys took a step back.
"Are they retreating?"
one of the guards asked, as others began to approach the door.
"Go back quickly!"
Bahram immediately yelled at the rash guard, but it was too late. A rocket flew over from the end of the corridor and exploded outside the door.
The Space Marines were lifted off the ground and rolled backwards, crushing a water can.
And those who had been guarding the door with him were turned into pieces, scattered around the entrance.
"Damn-"
Bahram scrambled to his feet, the smell of burnt flesh and blood filling his nostrils, his ears ringing, and all around him faces filled with fear.
The men shot at the greenskins in vain with their weak guns, they were all here because of him, they were all here to fight for their lives.
Just as the green-skinned man was about to rush through the door, a figure appeared behind Bahram.
"Sir."
He turned around, only to see a flash of scarlet passing by.
Nameless rage overwhelmed his reason, and he jumped up. Callistarius held a sharp sword and howled at the greenskin who was close at hand.
Bullets exploded on his armor, but they couldn't stop him at all. He rushed into the pile of greenskins, cutting down the first one with his sword and the other with his pistol.
The swords and axes were slashing at him, and their superhuman strength almost penetrated his ceramite armor. At the same time, there were many rough hands trying to grab him. However, at this moment, Callistarius seemed to be a different person. Become terrifying and unstoppable.
He howled and slaughtered all the greenskins in front of him, knocking down and splitting their fetid bodies.
At some point, his helmet had been pulled off, and all his senses were flooded with blood - its smell, its color.
The rage continued to grow, until eventually he became a killing machine, and soon he stepped into a warm, wet world filled with the metallic smell of blood.
It was as if at that moment, the think tank disappeared and was replaced by an uncontrollable weapon.
Even the greenskins were shocked by such killings. They retreated like a tide, looking for a new leader.
But the attack did not stop, and gunshots were heard from other exits of the settlement.
"Sir?"
Sensing something was wrong with Callistarius, Bahram asked cautiously.
The next second, he took a step back because the bloody eyes and extended fangs of the Blood Angel in front of him frightened him.
"Blood—blood—"
"Sir, what are you—"
Suddenly, Callistarius grabbed Bahram's arm.
"Let's go, take them away."
Just as suddenly as it came, the red tide receded from Think Tank, only to be replaced by something deeper.
"The palace will defend it, and the traitors will never take a step forward!"
Bahram lamented in his heart why this think tank started talking nonsense again.
At this time, the foreman also ran over in a hurry.
"Adults, the elevator has started, you can go!"
"You must retreat too."
After hearing Bahram's words, the foreman was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head bitterly.
"It's a dead end when you get up there. There are greenskins everywhere. Even though I'm a grassroots man, I can see that... the nest city can't be defended."
"No! There is still hope, my comrades are still up there!"
In fact, Bahram himself had no confidence when he said this.
At this moment, his silent communicator suddenly made a signal contact, so he immediately connected it and waited nervously.
"I'm Bahram! Anyone hear me?"
He almost cheered when he heard the response over the communicator.
"Bahram, this is Oscar. We thought you were dead. We were preparing to retreat. The company commander has also arrived, along with a new batch of reinforcements. You rush to the nearest elevator immediately and we will pick you up. "
"I'm afraid it will take a while?"
Bahram replied in a low voice.
"What happened?"
"Oscar, we are with a group of civilians now. There are about two thousand of them."
"It's a good thing that so many people survived this horror...wait, us?"
"I met Chief Callistarius. He seemed to be injured and something was wrong. I don't know what happened."
"Something's not right?"
"He keeps talking nonsense about the Legion and the Palace."
At this time, Callistarius, who had been swaying all the time, said another sentence.
"Horus, my brother, you are wrong, wrong..."
But then he shook his head hard.
"No, I'm Callistarius, I'm Callistarius-"
"Oh, he's starting to say Horus' name. Things are getting worse for Lord Callistarius."
Then, faint sounds of conversation came from the communicator, and then Armin's voice broke in.
"Bahram, you must leave there immediately. The greenskins are about to flood the area where you are. Take the civilians and move towards the nearest meeting point. As for Callistarius... you must be more careful. If anything strange happens again, leave him immediately, Black Rage is very dangerous."
Bahram's tactical eyepiece showed a map with a red dot flashing on it.
"We still have some defenders here who can evacuate civilians to safe areas."
"Sir, the black rage you just mentioned..."
"Don't ask so many questions, just execute the order!"
"yes!"
Turning off the communicator, Bahram said to the foreman:
"There is support from above, asking everyone to retreat immediately. Children and women are given priority. We will come to the rear!"
"good!"
A tense retreat began, but as the settlement's entrances and exits were lost one after another, soon only the exit behind the church remained.
In order to delay the greenskin's offensive, Bahram ordered the settlement buildings to be blasted and the roads blocked with debris, leaving only a main road leading to the entrance of the church.
Just as he was actively deploying his defenses, Callistarius, who had been sitting silently in front of the emperor's icon, suddenly held his shoulders.
"Walk."
He said very calmly:
"Everyone, leave now."
The guards, accustomed to obeying the Astartes, immediately withdrew from the church, leaving only Bahram and Callistarius.
Bahram didn't realize what happened until now. He only felt that Callistarius had completely changed and turned into something else, melancholy and sad, and there was an uncontrollable feeling deep in his eyes. furious.
The think tank looked at Bahram blankly and suddenly smiled.
"Go, brother, and protect our father, that's what you do best."
"I--"
Bahram was not sure whether the other party was talking to him, because the think tank's pupils had turned pure black, and in the reflection of the other party's pupils, he saw not himself, but a man wearing yellow armor. giant.
"Let's go! I'm here, I must protect my father."
As he spoke, he turned around, holding the blood-stained sword, and stepped towards the door step by step. On the main road not far away, greenskins came in overwhelming numbers.
"Come! Traitors! Demons! Come face me! And my brother, let's fight one on one!"
Bahram remembered what Armin said to him, and after hesitating for a while, he turned around and ran behind the door.
The moment he dared to run out the door, he heard a roar that did not belong to Callistarius. When he turned his head, he only saw a group of white wings suddenly spread out in the dazzling light.
Then, the cathedral, which had been planted with explosives, began to collapse. Bahram closed his eyes in pain, turned around and chased the refugees.
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