"How could it be them!!"
Seeing the Scarlet Slayer appear, Deathwing Master Belial was shocked.
And what the other party said next made him even more frightened!
"Bastards of the First Legion! Come out and fight to the death! Otherwise I will tell everyone on the planet your secrets with a loudspeaker that has never been seen before!!!!!!!"
In an instant, all the hairs on Beria's body stood on end.
He quickly connected to the group's secret communication and reported the situation.
"That lunatic Kranon is here!! We must destroy him immediately!"
Interrogation priest Azmodai also howled in the channel as if the end was coming.
"Kill him! Now! Now! Kill him!! Let this bastard shut his mouth!!!!"
Azrael was silent for a while and then made a sound.
"Beria, hold him, I will bring someone over right away."
The Dark Angels opened fire, firing upon the approaching enemy.
Ignoring the explosions of bolters in his armor, Kranon galloped through the storm without stopping, then leapt up, decapitating one Deathwing with the first blow of his ax, then returned the blow and killed another. The chest of the dark angel who was swinging his sword at him was bloody and his armor was shattered.
"Keep shooting!"
Beria roared and jumped forward to meet the attack, but was too late to save the third brother, so the other man's torso was split open from the waist to the shoulders.
Regretful, Beria decided that if he could survive, he would atone for his slowness.
"Beria! Come on!"
Kranon turned to meet the Deathwing Grand Master's counterattack as Belial's bullets exploded against his armor.
Belial raised his Silent Sword, one of the legendary Swords of Heaven, and prepared to strike.
When the traitor swept the blade towards the Dark Angel's throat, Belial blocked it with the gun on his arm, and then stabbed the weapon in his hand.
The legendary power sword bit into the armor with a screeching sound, gnawing at the Crimson Slayer's left shoulder.
Then Beria roared angrily, slashed his sword diagonally, and beheaded the enemy directly. When blood spurted out from his neck, the Heartless had already rushed in front of him, swung his right arm violently, and slammed the weapon's tail handle. Beria's head.
Instinctively, the Grand Master raised his sword to block the next blow.
When the sword blade and chain blade met, sharp metal fragments rained down around him——
At the same time, the Ravenwing Grand Master Samuel, who was responsible for intercepting fish that slipped through the fortress, also encountered an unexpected situation. The communication network was overwhelmingly reporting enemy warnings, and every measured and brief message was covered up. The chaos that suddenly engulfs the Ravenwing, and the underlying panic is felt in its entirety rather than in its individual parts.
Samuel understood the shock in these voices all too well, and the same sense of confusion and unreality coursed through his mind as artillery fire and missiles screamed at the Black Knights from hidden bunkers.
"Heavily armed enemies are moving westward through the forest."
"Concentrating fire from the ground and above! Where are they coming from?"
"Damn! I swear I saw one..."
A motorcycle was only a few meters away from Samuel. An explosion burned the combat motorcycle into a roller composed of superheated steam and molten pottery. Samuel swerved to avoid the expanding cloud of gas and atoms. chemical substance and realize it is a multi-melta attack.
His loud warning voice was lost in the din.
"Armored vehicles, ancient Legion models, have breached the buildings on our flanks."
"O Emperor, there are traitors everywhere! The rebels have regrouped and launched a massive counterattack!"
"Reinforcements! We need reinforcements!"
"At nine o'clock, heavy armored units are entering. Urgent request for air strikes! Where is the air cover!?"
"Two Land Speeders destroyed! Request Apothecary to retrieve survivors! The enemy is advancing and support is urgently needed."
Samuel caught a glimpse of color ahead, huge objects moving through the rubble flattened by orbital bombardments, the surrounding defenses showing clearly in the birdserver scans.
The Ravenwing Grand Master checked his vehicle again, and although artillery fire was rolling in from the direction where it should have been, it still found no enemy.
"It seems to be some kind of mask."
He said something, but no one seemed to be listening.
Each of the Ravenwing Knights is focused on fighting the enemy, dodging various explosions, roaring heavy bombs and dazzling ruby beams of lasers.
Samuel turned his bike towards the last threat, firing a volley of bullets from its plasma claw into the firing pit where the heavy weapons were housed.
Just then he saw something that made him pause for a moment.
The laser cannon was not the tripod-mounted secondary weapon he had expected, carried on the shoulders of a warrior in power armor, dwarfing the poorly armored rebels.
A traitor.
Samuel didn't recognize his enemy from the black power armor he wore, but as the enemy Space Marine turned his lascannon, the yellow and black symbol on his shoulder revealed his former allegiance - a traitor to the Word Bearers Legion. .
There were other giants around him, more in red armor and some in black armor, rushing towards the area where Ravenwing was.
Those guys in scarlet power armor, the Red Pirates, Samuel recognized these bastards immediately.
They are the ones who made everything messy!
"All vanguard squadrons withdraw! Exit immediately and do not get into a prolonged engagement."
There is no doubt that the Ravenwing is not suitable for fighting enemies in defensive operations, especially enemies with superior numbers.
He had to admit that the enemy's choice of attack direction was very clever.
What's more critical is that they don't get any support. The Supreme Master has mobilized all his forces to encircle Kranon. Samuel immediately realized that this would let go of the enemy who had been beaten to death.
But he couldn't refute it. The secret of the war group was the most important.
The Ravenwing began to retreat, followed by the gunfire of the Traitor Space Marines. They accelerated, Samuel's soul heavy with the thought of failure.
Soon, things turned into a situation that everyone least expected to see. The rebels rushed into the fortress and picked up the Chaos Lord who had been surrounded for several months. When Erquessus was taken away, he was only surrounded by There were less than thirty people left.
Azrael's plan to besiege Kranon was completely aborted due to the appearance of the Black Legion and the Red Corsairs. After ridiculing the Dark Angels, Kranon laughed and led the team to retreat.
Despite subsequent pursuits and aerial strikes by the Empire, the Chaos side completely withdrew from the battlefield through secret underground passages.
When Soshyan and Azrael met in the ruins of Fortress No. 7, both of them were speechless and choked.
Soshyan didn't blame the Dark Angels for their offensive woes.
Azrael did not blame the Astral Knights for not providing timely support.
Because failure is failure, and the ultimate bitter fruit can only be swallowed by commanders like them.