Chapter 928 Raptor Assault

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"My understanding of the Assault Team is: they will descend from the sky and descend on the traitor enemies as angels of judgment. Let the jump pack become their wings, the roar of its engine become a hymn of punishment, and the chainsword will be their maintenance The scepter of justice, its piercing voice singing joyfully with every blow, the Strike Team will take bloody revenge on heretics, traitors and all xenos who dare invade the Emperor's realm, so the Strike Team will become hunters and regicides, The blood of the vanquished flows on their armor, and all will be proud of their names.”

—— Codex Astartes, by Robert Guilliman.

"Hold your weapons, little birds."

Talos's voice echoed in the communicator.

"We're going down!"

As the Thunderhawk cabin door opened, the sky that greeted Bahram was a messy grid of tracer bullets and flames and smoke.

The flames streaked across the sky, and the black smoke from the burning buildings twisted in the wind. The crackling flames hungrily devoured all wooden and stone buildings. The Thunderhawk lowered the jet generated by the combustion of the engine and began to fly towards low altitude. Dive and glide over the ruins.

Everyone stood up with a bang, and they all had jetpacks on their bodies.

The 11th Company is not just a reconnaissance company. If nothing else, at least Talos will not let the Eighth Legion's airborne assault skills disappear in the minds of these recruits.

"Walk!"

After a roar, Sabourin, who was in the same plane as Bahram, jumped out. At the same time, his jetpack was ignited the moment he left the hatch, turning his falling posture into a glide.

Bahram followed.

At this time, the fortress had basically fallen, and a vast ocean of enemies surrounded the Eleventh Company, but they were obviously unprepared for the sudden appearance of the Astartes, so when the screams filled the sky, many cultists who were closer were directly Was knocked unconscious.

The warriors flew across the burning night sky like birds of prey, their bolters and plasma firing downwards, killing large numbers of enemies gathered together.

As the warriors landed and picked up their melee weapons, a mocking voice appeared on the communications network.

"Try not to die here, guys. I'm not in the mood to go to the training ground to change some sandbags."

Bahram recognized that it was Li Lin's voice.

He really couldn't appreciate the special black humor of the 11th Company. He raised his hand and beat the three highly mutated cultists to pieces. The flesh and blood parts that the bomb hit were shattered into pieces.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Suddenly a cultist with extra arms rushed towards him, brandishing an arsenal of combat weapons consisting of sharp mining equipment.

Bahram crouched down to avoid the drill that was as thick as his thigh, pulled out his dagger, and thrust it into the opponent's mouth full of sharp teeth. The blade penetrated the contaminated brain without any hindrance.

"Prioritize attacking the enemy commander."

Sabourin, ever mindful of the importance of his mission, began to move while killing several cultists with bolter fire.

Layers of corpses turned the flat ground into uneven places. They killed many cultist soldiers when they fell to the center of the enemy's formation, and those who were some distance away from the landing site were still fighting with distant enemies in the smoke.

"Little birds, remember, we are not fighting a war of attrition."

Talos repeated what he had said during the operational briefing.

"If we have to fight a head-on battle, we're doomed."

Like all troops, Chaos Space Marines, despite their physical modifications and superb training, are also severely affected by the loss of their chain of command on the battlefield, so their primary goal is to destroy the enemy's Chaos Space Marine commander.

"Landing is no fun, is it?"

Li Lin stabbed a knife into the eye socket of a cultist with tentacles on his hand, ending an easy duel with a chuckle.

"No primary target identified."

But Bahram's

Focusing on his internal monitor, he continued to track the growing gap between the team.

"Moll?"

he called, but there was no reply, distance and distraction being a disadvantage.

Bahram then pierced the neck of a cultist who was trying to attack behind him with his sword, but did not cut off his head.

"Moll, answer me."

Bahram kicked the enemy's corpse away, switching different visual modes to try to find the team on the battlefield.

About ten seconds later, a voice mixed with white noise sounded.

"I'm at your 10 o'clock position, about three hundred meters away."

came Moore's voice.

"The target cannot be confirmed. The fighting here is too fierce."

"I'm too far away from my target."

Another voice spoke.

"me too."

"I'm a bit busy!"

"Can't see anything, fighting."

Bahram used his bolter to fight his way forward through a sea of ​​jabbing drills, crisscrossing blades, swinging fists, and lasgun fire.

suddenly,

Something hit him on the helmet. He raised his bolt pistol and fired back in the direction of the enemy fire, destroying whatever threat it was. Then he sliced ​​off both arms of an enemy with his sword. Tao The steel boots stepped on the right side of the other fallen person's body, grabbed the severed limb on the ground and pierced the enemy's lungs.

He almost didn't stop for a moment. While the power sword drew an arc in the air and cut an enemy in half, the bolt gun in his other hand fired three bolts, destroying the weapons of three other enemies. head.

The severed cultist still stretched out his still-moveable hand to grab Bahram's leg. The Space Marine didn't look at it and crushed the opponent's head under his feet.

“What a wonderful time!”

Li Lin called to him:

"I feel like we're starting to have similarities."

Bahram didn't even bother to answer him.

He took half a second to glance in the direction of Talos and found that their company commander had run ahead of everyone again.

"For the Dark Power!!"

An attacking cultist shouted and rushed forward with a grenade held high. Bahram directly blew the opponent's head off with a explosive bomb and ignored the explosion and continued to move forward.

Soon, they encountered the true main force of the enemy, the Chaos Space Marines.

Naturally, there was nothing to say on both sides, and there was immediately a hail of bullets.

The number of Chaos Space Marines is about thirty or forty, not much less than that of the Eleventh Company, but they are all veterans of hundreds of battles, but they have one disadvantage that they cannot make up for.

"Kill ah ah ah ah!!"

Colonel Stryker led the Catachan 183rd Regiment and the remaining militia, and with the help of his understanding of the fortress's terrain, he quickly seized several commanding heights and fired condescendingly with rapid-fire cannons and heavy explosive bombs.

This caused a lot of trouble for the Chaos Space Marines. What was even more fatal was that they did not consider air raids in this attack, so the firepower brought by the Thunder Eagle caused them to suffer heavy losses in the first place.

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