"All teams, gather at my position, form a wedge formation, kill the enemy first!"
Covered by Thunderhawks' swooping fire, the Eleventh Company began to advance toward the Black Legion warband's position, their ferocious fire slicing through the heretics' armor and tearing them to shreds.
Talos killed the heretics like cutting wheat with a scythe. His power sword cut through the armor and flesh with a blinding golden arc, and roared to stimulate the surrounding warriors to make greater efforts. This slaughter looked like It looks extremely magnificent.
Explosions and gunfire filled the air, and the scream of plasma and the click of bombs symphonized into an all-consuming climax.
Bahram commanded the soldiers to use armor-piercing rockets to smash through the enemy's temporary roadblock. Three Chaos Space Marines armed with explosive weapons came into view. The weapons in their hands spat out bright blasts at the 11th Company soldiers who had just broken through the roadblock. The flames of death.
Recruit Heri fell, his arm turned into a bloody stain, and his flesh and armor melted together into a melted stain.
Although his armor spurted painkilling ointment, it was impossible for the warrior to stand again.
"Kelov!!"
Bahram shouted.
"Deal with them!!"
Kairov, manning the mysterious heavy plasma machine gun, twirled his weapon, and then the wail of plasma cut through the screams of bullets and booming explosions as hundreds of rounds tore through the three Chaos Stars in seconds. warrior.
Even long after they were dead, the bullets continued to tear them into pieces.
"enough!"
Bahram shouted:
"Using ammunition needlessly is a waste, cool down quickly!"
"Yes, deputy company commander."
Kylov lowered his head and began to manually release the superheated plasma gas.
"This won't happen again."
boom--------!
Suddenly, there was an explosion, a building in front collapsed, and the flames around the battlefield also jumped into the sky.
Talos stood on the ruins, with a few more scratches on his armor. At the same time, there was a headless corpse under his feet. The bracket behind this corpse was full of heads. There was no doubt that he was a champion, so very tall. Naturally, he should be the commander of this attack.
The battle soon ended and the warriors gathered in a circle to express gratitude for their victory and to offer prayers to the spirits of their fallen comrades. The ceremony was presided over by Bahram.
"Remember them, remember your dead brothers, let them live in your memories, in your souls, and they will come to greet you when you come to the end."
When Talos said these words, everyone lowered their heads and stared deeply at the corpse placed on the ground.
Starting from the landing on Pai Shang, the 50-man Eleventh Company had a total of 9 casualties, almost reaching a 20% death rate.
Of course, the number of enemies they destroyed was several times that number - although the number of enemy deaths is still unknown, Bahram knew it would be high because they left no survivors.
The one who invested the most was Sablin, as his squad lost three men.
During this process, he remained half-kneeling on the ground, holding the hands of his fallen brother.
When Bahram finished his prayer, he stood up, his armor and weapons stained red with the blood of his enemies.
Bahram looked at him and patted the other man's shoulder lightly.
"They fought with bravery and honor and can be role models for us."
Sabourin just closed his eyes, then opened them again, but with more determination.
"My command is still very immature, but there won't be a next time."
Bahram nodded. In addition to encouraging his warriors to learn great feats of valor, he was also responsible for looking after the spiritual health of the company - sometimes he even speculated whether the Chapter Master planned to let him become a chaplain in the future.
But to be honest, he was quite afraid of Yazdan.
"Adults."
Suddenly, a voice sounded, and the soldiers all turned their heads.
In the smoke, Stryker and his Catachan soldiers, covered in blood, walked over. They had been waiting for half an hour. Although they didn't know what these imperial demigods were doing, no one had the guts to disturb them. .
But Stryker felt that it was okay to wait like this. Seeing that the other party was showing signs of ending, he bravely walked over.
"Is that Colonel Stryker?"
Talos looked at the temporary governor and supreme commander of the Paiji Star. He had to say that in this environment, it was a miracle that a mortal could persist for more than a year.
Therefore, he had to look at these soldiers differently.
"yes."
Stryker nodded, suddenly realizing that he had forgotten what he wanted to say.
“I’ll contact you about this later—”
"Captain Talos!"
Suddenly, the driver's urgent voice sounded from the communicator.
"There's a situation!"
Needless to say, Talos had already felt the stench rising to the sky and the shaking of the earth.
When they reached the edge of the fortress's ruined parapet, they saw a shocking sight.
Under the hazy blood-colored moonlight, a piece of "land" is moving rapidly, but if you look carefully, you will find that it is neither the earth nor the ocean.
It was a living wave, a living carpet made of dark green rotting flesh, bound by the surging power of subspace and covered in nightmare-like roars, rolling and swallowing everything.
There is nothing like it in the galaxy, no other species that can do this, no sentient life that can fuse and twist itself into this amorphous distortion.
Demons, overwhelming demons, and demons of the God of Decay.
"God Emperor——"
Stryker was also shocked. He had encountered demons attacking the city more than once, but none could compare to this scale.
The fortress is like a tiny pebble in front of this turbulent sea of corruption, and it is estimated that it will be submerged in an instant.
"Company commander."
Bahram looked at Talos, who suddenly raised his right arm.
"Don't worry."
Just as the rumbling wave of demons quickly approached the fortress, it suddenly dawned.
To be precise, illuminated.
As if it was the anger of the emperor himself, golden beams of light suddenly fell from the sky, igniting the thick clouds and igniting the stench that filled the earth.
In an instant, the mountains shook and the earth shook, ghosts cried and gods howled, and scorching strong winds swept across the earth, making everyone a few miles away unsteady. Mortals also needed to hold on to something solid to avoid being blown away, and even some people's eyebrows were blown away. The hair was burnt and frizzy.
And the surging demonic tide received the most direct blow, and was wiped out in the blink of an eye. No matter how huge or tiny they were, they could not survive the devastating orbital bombardment.
About ten seconds later, the demonic tide disappeared, leaving several scorch marks more than 20 kilometers long on the ground, as if someone had scratched it with a charcoal pen.
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