"Um?"
Suddenly, Jacob, who was killing, suddenly moved his head away. A mutant behind him was immediately hit by a stone, and there was a scream.
With a quick shot he shattered the slinger's skull and continued in the direction of the column, entering the defensive circle.
At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly split the air, and then a multi-colored snake-shaped purple-blue light twisted towards him.
He caught the scent of ozone and bitterness as it approached and tried to jump aside, over an enemy corpse, but the crackling lightning changed direction and struck him again.
Jacob raised his chain sword to parry, but faster than he imagined, the terrifying energy turned around and hit his breastplate directly.
"ah!"
Pain flowed through Jacob's body in an instant, beyond the limits of what he knew or could have guessed, and every nerve ending in his body screamed in agony.
He even felt his armor begin to bubble and melt, crackling static roared in his ears, and the hairs all over his body stood up. The soaring energy even caused his limbs to spasm, and he could only stagger like a drunkard. stagger.
With great willpower, Jacob forced himself to focus on looking for the enemy, gritted his teeth and raised his head, and saw a winged Eldar flying crazily above the crowd, dodging the bombs fired at him.
The purple whip held tightly in the Eldar's hand was the weapon that had just attacked Jacob.
Also known as the Whip of Pain, this weapon is an extremely complex powered weapon that drives the victim's sensory nerves, causing them to burn due to bioelectrical overload, causing severe pain.
There are many styles of pain whips, the most common ones are poison whips and barbed flails. The larger the creature is hit, the more severe the pain will be. It can even damage the vehicle, maim the crew or Destroy the vehicle's electronic systems.
Jacob tried to raise his pistol, but tears of pain filled his eyes, blurring his vision and making it harder to focus.
"Damn-"
Black and purple stars flashed in his eyes. Jacob could not aim at the opponent at all, and his comrades had to deal with the enemy who was already close to him, and could not always provide him with cover.
Through the knowledge he was instilled, he knew that this creature was an assault force of the Dark Eldar, codenamed Scourge.
Then, just when Jacob was thinking about how to deal with the opponent, a bomb suddenly hit the body of the natural disaster accurately, knocking the flying demon out of the sky.
When he fell, Scourge instinctively opened his arms, and the light on his wings dimmed.
Just as the alien fell, another string of explosive bombs hit Scourge, and the impact of the bullets was strong enough to temporarily prevent his descent.
Then the bullet hit Scourge's head, and then a spray of brains and blood spilled out of the night.
Jacob heard the roar and looked up to see who had shot his enemy, and to his surprise, two Stormraven gunships were floating in the air and shooting at the ground.
Support has arrived!
The appearance of Storm Crow boosted everyone's morale.
Jacob fought against the dizziness that threatened to overwhelm him, but then out of the corner of his eye he saw some dim black light heading towards the two Stormravens.
For a brief, terrifying moment, Jacob's eyes widened.
A moment later, an explosion sounded, and the Storm Crow was blown into countless pieces rolling in the air.
The huge impact left Jacob unsteady, and the mutants, feeling his weakness, swarmed over him, slamming their fists and claws into the rips in his damaged armor.
Jacob swung the butt of his gun, shattering a skull, driving the chainsword into the chest of the nearest enemy, then split its body in two with a swift up-and-down slash.
In a state of confusion, Jacob swung his chainsword into a whirlwind of berserkers, splitting all the heads and bodies around him in two, like a razor storm whirling through the crowd.
After a moment, he realized that the surrounding area was open and there were no more enemies.
Panting, Jacob glanced at the sky and saw something moving quickly in the darkness, which seemed to be some kind of alien vehicle.
But before he could take a closer look, an explosion suddenly exploded on his left side, causing him to tumble in the air like a rag doll thrown away by a cruel child.
I don't know how long it took, but Jacob suddenly stood up from the stinky pile of corpses, although he was staggering.
His armor was almost torn apart, half of the skin on the left side of his face was peeled off, his teeth and jawbone were clearly visible, and a bloody arm hung limply by his side.
But he still held the chainsword tightly, and the armor was splattered with blood, minced meat, and congealed brains.
"The Dark Eldar are so fucking disgusting!"
Jacob's arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. He turned around and saw that it was his comrade who was also scarred and covered in blood.
He looked blankly in other directions and found that more and more fallen soldiers had piled up on the rock wall, and the veterans were fighting a group of enemies using two-handed swords.
Nightmare, one of the Dark Eldar's most elite warriors.
It was obvious that even veterans were having a hard time facing such an enemy. Three of them had already fallen. More importantly, they were all exhausted now and their bullets had basically run out.
At this time, his comrades took him to a relatively safe location, took out a can of artificial skin spray, and sprayed it on Jacob's face.
It solidified instantly, covering the exposed bones and teeth, which didn't look pretty, but at least it kept the wound clean and sterile.
Then the man injected a powerful stimulant into the injured Jacob, causing him to open his eyes and let out a howl of pain and anger.
"Has the support not arrived yet?"
Jacob's voice was rough and hoarse, the pain in his injured body coloring his voice.
"I don't know, but these aliens have obviously been planning for a long time. They may have used some means to block support."
"This is impossible, there are reinforcements on the track."
Jacob hissed through gritted teeth, tried to stand up, then managed to kneel on the ground, then fell down again.
A stream of blood gurgled out from the cracks in the armor, and the ground was dyed red.
"Jacob, you're hurt too badly."
"If you don't fight, you will die."
Even in pain, Jacob still tried not to look so bad.
"What are the company commander's orders?"
"defense."
Jacob got up again and listened with his ears pricked up. It was obvious that Armin hoped that the collapsed foothills could stop the Dark Eldar for a while. After all, two Thunderhawks had already appeared, and it was extremely likely that follow-up support troops would arrive. big.
Time is on their side.
The Dark Eldar are obviously aware of this. The long-term onslaught also caused a lot of casualties to themselves, as evidenced by the more than thirty corpses on the ground. Because Armin chose an advantageous terrain, the Dark Eldar had to Pay a greater price than before.
What's even worse is that the slaves they captured are also exhausted.
So, as the situation developed, the consul who led the operation finally decided to show up.
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