When a large-scale power outage occurred in the foundry due to a series of explosions, Arni immediately commanded the troops to launch an attack. The Abu Bakari 310th Infantry Regiment, which had been lurking for a long time, immediately rushed towards the protective wall. At this time, the defenders were still working hard. To deal with the enemies appearing inside, they were unprepared for the sudden attack of the army from outside.
This allowed Abubakari's 310th Infantry Regiment to rush under the retaining wall with almost no losses and blast open the alloy door with a melta bomb. Then the Cerberus armored vehicle rushed in at the lead and began to spray a deadly torrent of flames.
At this time, the commandos had been forced into the last corner of the assembly area, where there were some large containers. They relied on these huge metal objects as bunkers to shoot at the enemies surrounding them from three directions.
Hayes felt the floor beneath his feet shake as he listened to the distant explosion.
Part of his mind pictured the stick insect's face at the last moment for a moment. Sitting on the ground, he opened the other party's expedition manual, but there was no text in it, only some lifelike pencil drawings, such as a furry animal in a cage. Rodents, Hayes remembered that Jung said it was called Kami, and it was his pet since he was a child. There were also things like the woman cutting vegetables with a knife in the kitchen, the middle-aged man directing people to move things, and the girl playing on the swing. ...
Hayes never knew that Jung actually had such skills. He always seemed to give people the impression of being slow and stupid, just like the way he was trained by the instructor in the recruit camp.
He turned over a few pages, and when he came to the record page, he saw lines of text. Jung really followed the instructor's instructions and carefully recorded every comrade who died. However, he did not have a gold star, and neither did Hayes. It seemed that they had never Get this sticker.
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On the list on the back cover, Jung had punched five holes, but he could never hit the sixth.
Peak beside him squatted down to change the magazine and comforted:
"Hmph, Brother Hayes, hum, the priest said that if you die with honor, you can return to the throne. Brother Jung must also--"
Hayes became manic for no reason, and he immediately roared:
"Jung doesn't want to go to the throne! He just wants to go home! He just wants to go back to his mother!"
Suddenly, an explosion broke out near the bunker where Hayes was hiding, and fragments even flew onto the expedition manual in his hand.
At a certain moment, he became extremely angry and pulled off his breathing mask.
There's steam, smoke, ash and wildfire everywhere.
There were corpses everywhere, and some were even reduced to blood shadows on the walls by the force of the explosion, and even the metal floors were lifted up.
Even with internal and external difficulties, the stubborn heretical defenders here are still resisting.
Hayes stood up with his gun clenched, and more than two dozen shadows emerged from the shadows in front of the bunker, their protective gear gleaming in the factory lights.
The young soldier gritted his teeth and fired three shots in a row. The blood mixed with the dust in the air and was evaporated by the heat. Immediately, the two traitors fell to the ground, and their guns became silent.
But a comrade next to Hayes also fell, and his dying screams ended like gunshots.
Suddenly, a stun grenade jumped over the barricade and was thrown nearby. Hashet immediately threw it back and added one of his own grenades.
Moments later, when two grenades detonated, the traitor was blinded and then killed.
Just as Hayes was firing to vent his growing anger, a whirlwind of sound shattered the air, and as a member of the machine gun squad, he immediately recognized its source.
A heavy logging gun.
"Lie down!"
Hashet shouted, and Hayes immediately possessed him and hid behind the ruins. Heavy ammunition left craters around him, and he heard some screams and curses.
Hayes tried to look up and see that the logging gun was not mounted on a support frame. A big man was holding it, walking unsteadily, letting the barrel get hot as he strafed the commandos.
The gunfire was deafening, but the silence when it suddenly stopped was also very clear.
The lumberjack began to crack from the barrel and exploded in the hands of the large rebel. The man screamed, but the scream disappeared instantly when the bullet shattered his head.
Weapons produced by heretics are not always reliable.
Then, he saw a sneaky figure on the side. It was an enemy, and he didn't know what he was doing secretly.
His heartbeat was pounding in his ears, and Hayes felt that all the sounds were loud and clear, all the colors became vivid and bright, and nothing else could affect him.
He was angry and he wanted to kill someone.
The boy crossed the barricade at high speed. He couldn't stop, not because he might die, but because the other person might escape.
At this moment, despite the hail of bullets and bullets around him, he seemed to be a space warrior wearing full metal shell armor, charging and fighting fearlessly.
"Where are you going! Hayes! Hayes!"
Hachet's nervous call was also forgotten by him. Hayes jumped all the way to the side of the sneaky guy behind the bunker. There was still some blood of the injured people on the bunker, and there was a big hole on the floor. Jagged, like a big open mouth.
Hayes fired directly, and then kicked a guy holding a laser gun into the hole with his knee. He clearly heard the sound of the opponent landing and the scream of broken bones.
Then he turned to another guy, who seemed to be just a boy with a dry and thin face. He had thrown away his weapon and kept waving his hands. He spoke low Gothic that Hayes couldn't quite understand, but It is enough that the opponent is wearing the enemy's uniform.
Hayes hit the man in the face with the butt of his gun, breaking his nose. The man let out a cry of pain and instinctively waved his hands to block, but at this time Hayes could only think about killing the enemy. He kicked He put it on the opponent's side. When the boy arched in pain, he stepped on the opponent's neck. When the opponent opened his mouth, he stuffed the hot muzzle of the fired gun into the opponent's mouth.
White smoke immediately came out of the other person's mouth, and the man was crying in pain and shaking all over.
For some reason, seeing the painful look of the man who was almost his own age, Hayes felt a sense of revenge, and a weird smile appeared on his face.
One more moment...
Make this fucking bastard suffer just a little longer...
Suddenly, a laser shot through the man's head, and his movement stopped. Hayes turned his head and saw that it was Hashet.
"You don't want your life!"
Hashet pushed his body down, but at this time the situation had changed, and the call signs of friendly forces could already be heard——
"Kill the heretics!"
"For the Emperor!"
The traitors who besieged them all ran away. The commandos who had survived the disaster slumped on the ground. Some were silently collecting the bodies of the dead, while others did not intend to stop. They chanted the same slogan, They chased in the direction where their previous attacker had fled.
The leader Ouranios didn't give any new orders. He just sat on the bunker, looking exhausted.
"Kill the heretics!"
Hayes jumped back to his feet and was about to pursue his enemy, but Hashet grabbed his arm.
"What's wrong with you!? Stay still!"
Hess turned around abruptly and glared at the other party.
"Why are you stopping me! Isn't this exactly what the God Emperor asked us to do! Kill the heretics! Kill the enemies!"
After that, he forcefully shook off the astonished Hashet's hand, picked up the gun and chased after him.
