Patat screamed and fired at the monster, but the first few rounds missed.
Before the steel beast turned back, he finally hit the enemy, but the opponent seemed to have no feeling at all.
"Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
Patat's finger tightened on the trigger and fired a series of small-caliber shells at the steel giant.
In the end, the monster trembled as it charged, falling as the helmet's visor and neck were continuously penetrated.
Patat cursed secretly. The chaos bastard withstood the firepower of an entire drum, and the two hundred loaded drums were almost empty.
So he took off the drum and ordered someone to bring a new drum.
But at this time, a huge black shadow enveloped him.
Patat turned his head and saw a Chaos Space Marine standing on the Chimera behind him - it turned out that this huge monster blocked the sunlight.
"Skull offering skull seat!!!"
The monster roared in victory at Patat, making him feel that the weapon-level howl was mixed with a violent stench.
Patat fell on his chair as if he had been struck by a cannonball, and was too frightened to move.
The Chaos Space Marine chuckled, and let out a terrifying and ferocious roar from within his helmet, like the rumble of an earthquake, and then slowly raised the buzzing chain ax he was holding in his hand...
Suddenly, the thing was attacked by some kind of weapon.
At first it didn't fall, just trembled for a while.
Two or three more hits followed, and finally the Chaos Marine's chest exploded in a convulsion, splattering the Patat's body with blood and dirt.
Shocked, he slowly stood up from the cabin and gradually saw clearly that a new layer of firepower was gradually covering this place.
It was a continuous fire network of lasers, explosive bombs and grenades. Another force coming out of the jungle was mercilessly attacking the Chaos Space Marines who had ambushed this convoy.
The remaining World Eaters fell, one of them struck face-first into a tree trunk by a dozen heavy bolt rounds.
There was also a man who was in the wreckage of a half-track that was blown up with his bare hands, but was eventually burned to death by the blazing flames of the wreckage - it turned out that the flames ignited the ammunition chamber, ignited the ammunition, and the result was that the Chaos Space Marine He was dragged into hell by his dead souls.
In the fiercely burning fire, the messenger of the Blood God roared violently until he was finally engulfed in flames.
Then, the convoy's saviors slowly emerged from the woods.
They were tall and looked like a group of slovenly gangsters at first glance. Everyone wore leather jackets with bare arms, camouflage stripes all over their skin, and red ribbons tied around their heads. They seemed to blend in with the environment. .
When a figure carrying a heavy bomb came out, he was immediately surrounded by cheering soldiers.
Patat jumped from the car, jumped into the mud, and greeted the strong men in the thick smoke.
"I'm Captain Patat, and I'm very grateful that you came to my aid in time."
Only then did he see the face of the strong man with wild hair and a big beard, stretching out his thick arms with blue spiral tattoos and holding a heavy bolter, so he immediately stopped smiling and saluted.
"Hello, Governor Stryker!"
Stryker just nodded in greeting, and then looked at the Space Marine lying in the mud nearby.
"You carried out an effective counter-ambush against the ambushers. Although many people died, at least the ending was good..."
Before he finished speaking, Patat showed a look of panic on his face.
Stryker seemed to feel something, suddenly shouted, threw away the heavy bolter, turned around and jumped up.
The "dead" Chaos Space Marine lifted his horned head from the mud and slowly raised his bolter.
But nothing happened, as a Catachan scimitar decapitated him.
While everyone was stunned, the heavy body fell heavily back into the mud, and a figure stood up.
Stryker brandished the knife like a victorious gladiator, then thrust it back into his belt.
Patat opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, but Stryker's image was completely different in his eyes. This was no longer a Catachan man. He seemed to be a god, one who could tear the world apart with his bare hands. god.
"Uh...Sir, did you know they were going to ambush you here?"
Glancing at the young officer, Stryker shook his head, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it with a match.
"I'm not a witch, how can I predict the future?"
"Then you come in person..."
"Two of my teams disappeared in this area. Things are a bit weird. I want to investigate them myself."
Hearing these words, Patat's heart twitched. He really didn't want to get into any more trouble.
But the reality is that I like to joke with him.
"....It's not far from the location where the missing team last sent a signal. It just so happens that the convoy needs time to rest and clear the road. You can bring some people with me."
Patat forced out a bitter smile and then responded:
"Yes, sir."
Patat returned to the team and announced a twenty-minute break.
The soldiers recovered and took off their heavy burdens. One by one, they leaned against the trees or curled up in the shade to rest. The medics took medical kits to take care of the wounded.
Patat greeted thirty people and then set off with Stryker, but the wails of the wounded and their smell made him uncomfortable.
This attack lasted only two or three minutes, but caused hundreds of casualties, while the opponent only had six. Patat shuddered at the thought of such enemies being everywhere on the planet.
The co-pilot of the car followed him, holding a laser pistol in his hand and staring nervously at the dark forest around him.
The team walked in the jungle for about five minutes. Just when Patat was about to chat with Stryker, the sound of roaring gunshots came along the right side.
For a moment, everyone hurriedly evaded, and people quickly opened the safety guards of various weapons with a click, and the hum of power batteries also sounded.
Stryker did not panic, but immediately turned on the portable communicator.
"Hedgehog, what happened, please answer!"
"There's a firefight! We're suppressed, damn, the throne is on! That's..."
The communication was suddenly interrupted, and Stryker stood up hurriedly and looked at Patat.
"You, and the rest of the 183rd Regiment, follow me, and the others will form a covering formation!"
The Catachans began to set off, and Patat walked while checking whether his pistol could fire.
Although he was scared, he was also proud that Stryker did not exclude him even when all combatants were needed to participate in the battle.
"Hedgehog! Hedgehog!"
"Sir, I'm here!"
Several Catachan tough men were huddled behind the shelter of a fallen tree trunk.
"Tell me what you found."
Stryker reached behind the fallen giant tree with a slide shovel. This tree was as thick as two people and was perfectly suitable as a bunker.
Patat also climbed over with difficulty, raised his pistol over his shoulder, and fired violently forward.
Lasers shattered the foliage in front of them, and the enemy fired back with bolters, exploding shards of bark and sending rotten sap flying.
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