Warhammer Inquisitor

Chapter 336 The Rise of the Primarch: The Hive Guerrilla
Located in the upper middle and upper floors of Moscow's Nest Capital, the Chaiyetorov coffee shop is a well-known leisure destination. It has exquisite decoration, comfortable seating and more delicious coffee. It is a place for entertainment and leisure for elegant nesters. , The imperial officials from the upper nest and the noble children who have nothing to do here all day will come here to drink coffee in the evening of the day, and watch the sunset of Terra from here with the beautiful girl in their arms.

That is a kind of romantic and elegant life, an elegant life that belongs only to those who go to the nest. The reason is very simple. After all, this is the only place in the entire huge nest. It can be seen from the top of this towering nest. Sun and blue sky.

The Chaiyetorov coffee shop is an excellent viewing place. It is on the edge of a huge disc platform. There are no tall buildings and statues blocking its view. The blue sky and white clouds can be seen from here. The large windows on the edge of the booth provide a clear view of the Shangchao urban area, which also ensures that the factory and living smoke below will not block the bright sunshine.

For example, this is the case now. The bright sun shines from the window into the side courtyard of the side deck of the Chaiyetorov coffee shop. On the sides of the most pure, exquisite and expensive solid wood square table, the sun shines on the soft and On the comfortable seat upholstery, at the same time, the angel logo made of solid gold on the table is reflected on the wall decorated with exquisite candlelights.

There is a golden statue of a lark hanging on it. The bird spreads its wings and soars vividly in the sun. Its feathers reflect golden light, like a piece of broken, since it is really broken. .

Really, it really shattered, the golden lark wall sculpture was smashed into pieces by the flying bullets, all the golden shards were scattered into the air, and the tiny reflective shards shone under the sunlight, Like a splendid stardust.

They fell from the window into the coffee shop's sunlight, the tiny gold dust was smashed by a figure rushing past, and the debris began to fly all over the shop, stirring up the chaos The figure of the coffee shop lowered his body and galloped fast.

With a bazooka on his back, he was running fast between the booths and the high chairs on the side of the bar. He didn't have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery here and the blue sky outside the window, because he stopped now , the only thing you can see from the window is a floating Valkyrie and the cannonballs it fired.

Silva, dressed in a black uniform, wore a steel helmet that had been scratched with countless bullet marks, and it ran quickly through the coffee shop with the shrapnel of the guns on its back, on his side, on the other side. Outside the window with a view of Terra's magnificent blue sky, a Valkyrie was passing quickly in the air outside the hive building.

It flew flat on the outside of the building complex, and the propelling jets on both sides were aimed at the bottom, spewing violent flames, pushing the huge fighter plane to slide steadily and parallelly through the window, and as it moved, there were also It fired a series of Vulcan cannon shells.

The entire coffee shop was hit with wood chips, and the exquisite wooden furniture and decorated golden statues were all shattered and exploded under the bombardment. The residue of the cup was splashed everywhere, especially the glass shards, which made Silva's steel helmet jingle.

The young Silva grabbed the bazooka strap on his chest with one hand, and rolled over from the round table in front of him. The wooden table was smashed into explosive wood residue in the moment he rolled over. .

Silva trotted through the coffee shop, which was smashed by the violent artillery fire. He stopped at the end of the side court with a sudden stop. After throwing it out, he completely ignored the pain of hitting the side of his thigh again after the bazooka was thrown out like a meteor hammer.

Silva's nerves were so excited that he had ignored the pain. Although he didn't know if he drank too much coffee in the coffee shop, or because of the machine guns whistling on the side, he was full of energy.

He looked at the balcony door decorated with multicolored shutters in front of him, Silva turned his head and shouted into the coffee shop bombarded by machine guns, "Toulouse! Hurry up! We and everyone else are about to be smashed. It's gone!"

"Thank you for reminding me, do you think I look like TM and don't know?" Toulouse, with a rucksack on his back, dodged between a barrage of barrages that shot past him. He was in the coffee shop marble. The paved crystalline ground slid a long distance, and then suddenly came to Silva's side.

"Then hurry up, let's go and shoot down the flying flies!" Silva jumped eagerly. He turned and rushed to the balcony door behind him when Toulouse was still getting up. The shoulder slammed open the door, and the beautiful double-opening door slammed into the door frames on both sides because of the rough opening method, and the stained glass also squeaked and vibrated.

Silva completely ignored the delicate stained glass window that he almost shattered, possibly more expensive than him. Leaning over the armrest of the balcony to look at the Valkyrie, the thing flew flat on the pedestrian street on the side of the coffee shop, and was firing at the Imperial soldiers on the plane with machine guns.

The Valkyrie hovering on the outside of the high-rise building in Nest Capital ruthlessly bombarded the entire street, and the shops on it were all smashed by the fragments of their artillery fire. The guards with guns on the street quickly dodged around, many people In the process of evading, they were hit by the cannons that swept like a torrential rain and shattered to pieces.

"Toulouse! Rockets!" Silva yelled and removed the bazooka on his back. He picked up the bazooka and aimed it at the Valkyrie hovering in front of him. Under the protruding balcony at his feet was the sky. But obviously Silva is here without any fear to face the Valkyrie who just needs to turn around and smash him with the balcony and fall to the bottom of the towering hive.

Behind Silva, Toulouse strode up to the balcony. He flipped down his backpack and quickly pulled out a rocket from it. Toulouse skillfully inserted it into the rear launch slot of the rocket launcher. After rolling in, the pod quickly closed and locked.

"It's ready! Aim at the point, we only have it!" Toulouse patted Silva on the shoulder and shouted loudly. He had to be so loud, otherwise he couldn't suppress the strong wind howling outside the nest. , and, of course, the roaring Valkyrie.

But I don't know if it was because Silva didn't hear it clearly, or simply didn't listen to Toulouse's words, grabbed the first half of the "installed" and pulled the trigger.

He hurriedly fired a rocket, and the whistling warhead shot at the Valkyrie, and then flew off the upper side of the fuselage very smoothly, except that the dark gray fuselage was wiped off. Except for the paint, no damage was done at all.

"Silva! You idiot! I told you to aim and hit again! You're hitting the wrong way!" Toulouse grabbed Silva's shoulder and yelled, the missile that had just fired apparently caused the Valkyrie The gray fighter slowly turned around, and its roaring machine guns also turned to the two people on the balcony in the air.

"We're going to be smashed!" "Nonsense! I still know! Reload!" Silva roared and roared, Toulouse behind him quickly took out a rocket from the canvas bag, and he stood up He brought the rocket to Silva's side, almost shouting against his ear, for fear that he would grab half of it and run again.

"This is the last shot! Damn it, we'll be finished if you hit it crooked!" "Shut up! Put that damn thing in me! Hurry up!"

Silva also shouted loudly and carried the bazooka to aim at the Valkyrie, which was turning. Its rotating machine gun muzzle was already aimed at Silva and Toulouse on the balcony, and at this moment of lightning, Toulouse loaded the last rocket into the rocket launcher, and with the closing bolt locked, Silva buckled the trigger without thinking.

The whistling rocket flew towards the Valkyrie with a white tail flame, and the Valkyrie exploded in an instant. One of its wings was hit by the rocket and was torn off. The propellers sprayed under the wing also exploded in a chain explosion, which directly caused the fighter plane to fall below the hive with black smoke.

Silva looked at the falling Valkyrie and raised his arms in cheers. He raised the bazooka in his hands and cheered, "Okay! What do you think I'm talking about? I said that we will definitely be able to complete the total Commander's order."

Toulouse looked at Silva in front of him, he straightened his helmet that had been crooked due to a series of high-intensity exercises, his eyes widened just as he was about to say something, he pointed to something behind Silva, "You It may be best to reconsider the conclusions just now."

Silva turned his head in surprise and looked behind him. In front of him another Thunder Eagle flew up. The Thunder Eagle, which was a circle bigger than the Valkyrie, suddenly lifted off from the bottom of the balcony and flew behind him. With two brand-new Valkyries, the beautiful bolter cannon gleaming in the sun was aimed at the two on the balcony.

Silva slumped his arms speechlessly, and he rolled his eyes and said in a dejected tone, "Damn it, right?"

Well, yes, Thunderhawk responded to Silva with a roaring bolt cannon, and Silva would have been blown away if Toulouse hadn't grabbed him by the collar at the last minute and yanked it into the coffee shop The balcony together became a burning spark in the bright blue sky of Terra.

Toulouse dragged Silva into the balcony gate, but the two had no chance to catch their breath at all. The Thunderhawk suspended in the air behind them quickly roared, and a series of bombs came in from outside the door. The whistling penetrating bomb directly knocked down the entire side wall of the coffee shop.

The two rushed through the side of the coffee shop screaming. Fortunately, their speed was quite fast. Usually, the physical training in the academy did not go to laziness. Otherwise, the two of them would have to build with the whole outside the nest city, almost suspended in the sky. The coffee shop above collapsed into the clear sky below the city.

The two unlucky bastards ran into the street from outside the gate of the coffee shop. The coffee shop behind them collapsed directly under the roaring bombardment of Thunder Eagle. The foundation of the shop completely collapsed, and the entire building slid outwards and collapsed. to the sky outside the city.

Silva leaned on the street and looked at the collapsed building, but he had no time to sigh. The pedestrian street where he was standing was immediately bombarded by heavy artillery fire, and the entire street was bombarded by two flying Valkyries. After a super doubling, all the commercial shops on the street that had not been destroyed before were all destroyed.

Silva stood on the edge of the street. He looked at the Valkyrie cannons that were continuously shooting into the street in front of him. All the glass of the shop and the goods displayed in it were all smashed to pieces, and the guard soldiers who were hiding in it had no time to dodge. They were also beaten into explosive blood bombs.

Not only that, the two Valkyries gradually approached the side of the pedestrian street in the fierce fire. He opened his terminal hatch, stopped the artillery fire, turned around, and pointed the hatch in the direction of the pedestrian street. Groups of Rebel Astral Army soldiers jumped from it.

These traitors, who wore black breastplates and were covered or engraved with Chaos blasphemy symbols, laughed horribly. Once they landed, they completely ignored the pain in their legs when they jumped from a height of two or three meters. Almost as soon as he landed, he stood up, picked up the long and short weapons in his hand, and fought with the guards on the street.

The striking red light of the laser gun instantly shone on the road. With the roaring Valkyrie behind him, those traitors suppressed the guards at the shops on the side of the pedestrian street and the guards at the corner. The imperial soldiers were hit by the fierce artillery fire from above their heads. Almost unable to lift his head, the walls and all the surrounding displays were shattered and scattered by the artillery fire.

Silva looked at the traitors in that direction, and one of the traitors also noticed Silva. He raised the laser gun in his hand and aimed a shot in the direction of Silva.

Fortunately, Toulouse behind him reacted quickly, grabbing Silva's collar and pulling it back to the corner of the pedestrian street, otherwise he would have been shot in the head.

Toulouse threw Silva into the inside of the store's outer wall at once. After possessing himself to avoid the laser beam, he immediately opened fire, and the laser gun branded with the symbol of loyalty shot through the traitor's head with one shot. , he fell to the ground with a bang, but also attracted the attention of the other landed traitors beside him.

Those mad traitors immediately divided a few people and opened fire in the direction of Toulouse. Now Toulouse could only hide behind the outer wall, and hid in the corner with Silva, a fellow in distress.

Silva glanced at the corner of the wall where the laser beam was hit by the laser beam, and at the same time, the brick and tile fragments of the wall were still flying around. He shrunk in the corner and stuck out his head like a cat He took a look outside, and then he was shot back by the roaring laser beam before he even took a second glance.

Silva squatted behind the wall. With a wry smile, he pulled out the walkie-talkie from his waist and pressed the communication button, "What, Commander-in-Chief, we might have some bad news."

"How many?" There was a majestic, but unusually calm voice from the walkie-talkie. After listening, Silva stuck his head out and looked out again. This time, he saw a scene of even more cardiac arrest.

The Thunderhawk also leaned up, and three Iron Warrior traitor Space Marines jumped directly from the huge cabin. Their huge bodies crashed to the ground, directly smashing the carefully laid marble-cutting ground on the pedestrian street.

As soon as the space fighter landed, he immediately pulled out his bolt gun and shot something. Silva didn't want to go and see what it was, so Silva, who smiled bitterly, retracted back to the wall, and sat under the laser beam. The walkie-talkie was raised in the corner where the guns were all insanely suppressed.

"It's not a big deal. We were suppressed by a few enemy planes, and a group of mortal traitor foot soldiers jumped down from the opposite side. Oh, and there are three Iron Warrior traitors, Astartes, who look quite fierce."

"It's not over yet, our rockets are out, and there are no heavy weapons and explosives." Toulouse, who was leaning against the wall, added very "timely", Silva pointed at him, and then smiled helplessly. He moved the walkie-talkie closer to his mouth, allowing his voice to drown out all the deafening gunfire outside.

"There is also a small episode. We have no play against air to ground now. I see that the fire sticks in our hands may be able to show the traitors some fun and try to make them laugh to death."

"Well I don't think this plan is reliable. The Iron Warriors are as unsmiling as the Sons of Dorne, and probably won't find it funny and be laughed to death."

The end of the walkie-talkie echoed the second half of this passage, and Silva leaned against the corner with a wry smile and looked at the walkie-talkie in front of him, listening to the rather young voice, "So, Commander-in-Chief, what should we do now? Why don't you try praying to the Emperor, calling him and asking him to give us a blessing, like a laser gun in Toulouse that can shoot through three Astartes in one shot or something."

"If I can, I also want a power armor, and give me a bolt gun. I also want to kill the Quartet like Astarte."

"Is it a self-service vending machine that you put here as the emperor?" the voice over the walkie-talkie said, and at the same time there was a gust of wind.

"So what? Boss." Silva sat in the corner and asked with a serious face, just like the paralyzed expression Cullen had every time he threw him into the confinement room.

"We get our own takeout."

The giant standing on the roof of the shop on the side of the pedestrian street said to the communicator that flashed light spots on the neck of his armor. After he said that, he rotated the long spear in his hand with one hand, and then stepped on the edge of the roof. Suddenly jumped off.

The golden figure suddenly fell to the ground, and he landed in the center of the street like a falling meteor. The mortal traitors with guns turned their heads to look at the behemoth in the middle of them, the one wearing golden armor, A tall figure with a red robe on his shoulders.

"Forbidden!" The first traitor who saw him shouted loudly, but before his words could be spit out, he was chopped in half by the whistling lightning blade, and the traitor's body was cut off in an instant, with The laser gun in his hand also exploded, and the energy magazine of the gun was slashed by a blade, and then quickly overloaded and exploded.

The red laser beam exploded in an instant, and the golden armored guard rushed past the side of the fire at a rapid speed. His speed was as fast as lightning, and he rushed through a group of mortal traitors in the blink of an eye. All of the renegade star army were killed in different places, or cut off neatly from different angles.

Among the fallen corpses, the golden lightning struck in front of the Iron Warriors in the blink of an eye. The Iron Warriors standing on the edge of the pedestrian street immediately turned their heads and saw the Emperor's Imperial Army who suddenly appeared and killed like golden lightning. He was alone. , Rotating the long spear in his hand, he rushed forward like Zhao Zilong, who was three in and three out of the enemy line in ancient Terra.

The Iron Warrior immediately turned the bolt gun and aimed a shot at him, but the bolt that roared from the muzzle did not hit the golden armored guard at all. Then he turned around, and instantly stabbed a shot along with Qi Wuer in the red shirt on his shoulders.

The head of the lightning spear pierced the neck of the Iron Warrior at once, and the Iron Warrior, who was wearing a power armor with no decoration, color and decoration, was killed in the blink of an eye, and even the explosive he just shot was killed. The flame of the bullet had not yet dissipated at the muzzle, but the Custodian killed him faster than the bullet.

The Iron Warrior fell to the ground, and the brother beside him swung the power sword and slashed at the forbidden army, but the latter drew his spear in an instant, and before the steel and jet-black blood fell to the ground, he used Astarte's enhanced superhuman senses. Attacked at a speed that could not be captured.

The power spear was snapped out like a dragon, and the spear head flashing blue lightning almost broke the speed of sound, directly hitting the air with a sonic boom that resounded through the sky, and the roaring spear head directly pierced the underside of the Iron Warrior's arm. His entire arm was pierced by the lightning spear.

The forbidden army loosened the handle of the gun, then turned around on the spot, pulled out the spear at the moment when the red robe was flying, and then slammed a spear with one arm and stabbed the third Iron Warrior, his abdominal armor was pierced, and the entire body was pierced. The torso was directly pierced by the long spear, and the blood spurted out of the gap in the power armor like a collapsed dammed lake.

The golden armored guard immediately drew back his spear, and spun the handle of the spear at a high speed like a windmill, hitting the sword-wielding Iron Warrior on the side of the head. The next moment burst, and the red glass of the eye burst and sprayed outward, exposing its next gray-green eye.

While the sword-wielding Iron Warrior failed to gain a firm footing, the Imperial Army turned back to the spear and turned it in a high-speed backhand, the power spear spun from his shoulder to the other hand, and the Imperial Army’s left hand grabbed the handle of the gun that slipped from his shoulder. , and then a shot pierced the head of the Iron Warrior whose abdomen was pierced.

The roaring power gun head directly pierced the entire helmet, and the Iron Warrior's face collapsed, with the gun head sticking out of the back of his head and blasting like a watermelon smashed by a mallet.

The Emperor's Custodian strode forward, and as the Iron Warrior fell to the ground, he pulled out the bolter pistol hanging from his waist, and then shot the last one standing with a backhand shot. Hit the traitor in the head, and now he doesn't need to worry about the headache.

After killing the three Iron Warriors, the Imperial Army did not stop, and instead rushed to the edge of the pedestrian street. Silva and Toulouse, who were hiding on the side, didn't even see what had just happened. They only saw the Imperial Army rushing towards. The edge of the street, and then stepped directly on the edge of the platform and jumped out.

"Damn it!" Silva stood up in surprise, his eyes widened and he looked at the chain of events that followed in complete disbelief.

The forbidden army jumped to the height of the sky and raised the bolt gun of the Iron Warriors in his hand, and with a shot, he directly shattered the driving window glass of a Valkyrie suspended outside the street. Although the tempered glass can block most bullets, And the direct shot of the laser gun, but it is completely unable to block a direct bomb at such a close distance.

The glass of the driver's window was shattered by a shot, and a large amount of blood spurted out from behind the shattered crack. As the driver's window was stained with blood, the Valkyrie lost control and spun at a high speed and hit the wall on the side. , and fell directly into the sky after the explosion.

In the light of the explosion, the Imperial Army jumped directly into the Valkyrie's cabin, which was facing him. He fell into the cabin door accurately, and the crew members who were still in the cabin and the traitor star who did not jump. The world army's eyes widened in shock. They looked at the forbidden army who broke in directly, and were killed by the coefficient before they could even make a single cry.

The forbidden army in the narrow cabin lowered his body, he swept the cabin with one shot, and directly killed the helpless traitors in the entire cabin like chopping melons and vegetables, their bodies were neatly broken under the sweep of the spear head. , The Golden Armored Guard just took a shot, leaving no living person standing in the entire cabin.

The Imperial Guard bent down, looked around, and quickly found the weapon box leaning on the side of the cabin. He stretched out his huge palm to open the box and peeked at the things stored in it, which were placed in rows in the weapon box. The rocket launchers must have been used by these traitors to deal with the defenders who were defending the buildings in the street battles in the hive city.

The Imperial Guard snorted with satisfaction, then closed the box and grabbed it. He held the boxes in his huge palm like building blocks, but the Imperial Guard stayed behind. The last box, a box placed at the bottom, marked with a dangerous explosion warning sign.

"Thank you for your courier, now, goodbye!" The young and energetic Guards cheered, then kicked his legs and jumped out of the cabin. He raised his bolt gun and shot the last box left. , the box was blown up in an instant, and the explosion tore the entire fighter plane from the inside.

The Valkyrie exploded in an instant, the fuselage bloomed all around and fell to the surrounding land, the Imperial Army jumped back and flipped from the air and fell back to the pedestrian street, and it just landed in the position where he jumped out, it can be said, Come and go freely.

The Golden Armor Guards flipped over and landed on the pedestrian street. Holding the weapon boxes, he stood up and looked in front of him. The last Thunderhawk flew over quickly, spraying propulsive flames and hovering in front of the Guards. , the bomber cannon hanging below aimed at the forbidden army in the roar.

The Emperor's Janissary fighter held a spear in his backhand. He faced the Thunderhawk, but suddenly the Thunderhawk exploded. The gray Thunderhawk, branded with the Iron Warrior logo, exploded into a spark in the air. The Imperial Army watched the bloom. The flames, his eyes followed a dark shadow galloping past.

That shadow is also a Thunder Eagle. A golden Thunder Eagle whizzed past the pedestrian street. It didn't mean to stop at all. Instead, it blew up the Iron Warrior's fighter jet as if it was a hand-work, and then flew without slowing down at all. to the edge of the skyline.

The golden-armored guard stood up with a slight smile. He slammed the spear into the ground, and the spear head sank deeply into the marble floor. The golden-armored guard opened his power armor with a backhand. The long tassel-maned battle helmet was tucked under his arm, and a face that was quite young among the Custodians was exposed under the helmet.

"Thank you!" He waved the battle helmet in his hand and shouted to the Thunder Eagle. The long tassel floated left and right with the dance of the battle helmet. The golden armored guard laughed and put his hands on his hips. Silva and Toulouse were behind him. They all leaned up, and all the guards came out of the shops on the street.

Everyone looked at the invincible Golden Armored Imperial Army, and the young Imperial Warrior also turned his head and smiled and put several ammunition boxes in his hands on the ground. , the bazooka and the associated ammunition contained in it rolled out from it.

Silva stepped on one of the rolling bazookas with his foot, and looked at the forbidden army in front of him with a surprised expression, "This is you."

"Take the courier. It's free to deliver to the door. Now the problem is solved, everyone! Take these things, and let's go to take a few more planes."

The young forbidden soldier laughed and carried the long spear on his shoulders, and walked to the side of the pedestrian street. He raised his palm holding the battle helmet and cheered. He seemed to be in a good mood.

"What are we going to do now? Commander-in-chief." Toulouse walked up from Silva, carrying a gun on his back and looking at the custodial soldier with his hands on his hips and a bright smile on his face.

"I like this title, Commander-in-Chief? Ha! Lord Trajan also said that I was too young to command battles? Hahaha! Take them all, let's hit a few more planes down, and give them to Commander Trajan and Ah Patton, listen!" The Imperial Guard walked to the end of the street with a smile, and after Silva and Toulouse looked at each other behind him, they both smiled and shrugged, then picked up the bazooka from the ground.

The surrounding guards all leaned up, and the two young soldiers distributed the bazooka in the box to them. Soon everyone had a bazooka, followed by the "commander-in-chief" of the forbidden army behind him, and walked to the next one. battlefield.

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In the cockpit of the whistling golden Thunder Eagle, Bell held the remote control stick and turned it slightly, returning the side plane body that the Thunder Eagle had just mounted on the whistling back to the center, and soon, with the sense of operation The flight system quickly returned the flying raptor to its proper position.

With the action of the vector nozzle, everything outside the fighter's driving window returned to a normal angle, rather than the strange angle of view from the oblique measurement, and as the fighter's attitude was corrected, the cockpit door immediately opened to both sides, love Sunstein crept in from the cockpit.

"What just happened? I heard the sound of gunfire and explosions." The company commander walked into the cab and asked, while Bell on the driver's seat in front of him quickly clicked between the left and right driver's seats, placing it in the center of the operating platform lock button on the electronic display.

With Bell's click, the red artillery symbol was immediately locked by the green chain icon, "It's nothing, I just found several enemy planes besieging a street on the upper floor of the hive when I was flying, and I helped them to put the last one. The enemy plane was just knocked out."

"But I just saw the appearance of the Imperial Army. I think that's the "commander-in-chief" that Cullen said. This title is probably self-proclaimed by him. Although it is a bit exaggerated, he seems to lead the guards to defend the position."

Eisenstein nodded slightly, he walked behind Bell, and put one hand on the back of his seat, "It seems that Commander Trajan dispatched some of the forbidden troops to various places to assist and command the guards in various places. It's a smart move."

"I remember that you were against it at first, didn't you? Company commander, you are against the dispersal of the elite Imperial Army, and believe that it should be concentrated to protect the palace and the emperor himself." Bell said and sat back in the driver's seat after a series of operations , he held the joystick in both hands, and drove the Thunder Eagle galloping over the endless nest of Terra.

Those cities that used to be the most magnificent and prosperous of all mankind, now there are only fragments of ruins left below, rolling darkness rises from them, the sound of guns is constantly echoing in all corners, and the remaining ground-based anti-aircraft fire is aimed at The sky unleashed powerful firepower.

Bell looked through the driver's window to the red light that lit up in the distance. It was the beam of a heavy ground-based turbo cannon. He had to be careful of the orbital weapons that were still firing. The bullets didn't have long eyes, and the orbital lasers didn't last long. It doesn't give you any reaction time. As long as you are hit by accidental injuries, you will immediately turn into powder in the beam until it disappears.

"Indeed, but now it seems that it is the most correct decision. If the Imperial Army did not go to various places to help the guards, I am afraid that all the nests have fallen, and we can only sit in the palace and wait to die."

Eisenstein said unabashedly that he didn't mind admitting his mistakes at all. This was his advantage, just like the father of his genes. Although he was stubborn and had no emotional intelligence, he couldn't say anything but his brain, but as long as he was conscious When they made a mistake, Donne and his sons would not hesitate to admit their mistakes without disguise, and would not care about the damage to the so-called glory.

This is the biggest advantage of their superiority over other brothers and other legions. They are knowledgeable, humble and know how to admit, and obey better people. This is especially valuable in the current Terra.

"They did help the guards a lot, as well as the inhabitants of Terra, it's a pity we couldn't evacuate everyone before the attack started, too many people died in the Chaos attack, old people, children and women, they It shouldn't be like this."

"Your compassion is admirable, my brother, this is an exceptionally excellent quality, you care about others and are willing to help others, even disregarding your own safety, you haven't healed yourself until now, right? ' Eisenstein said, glancing at the bullet hole in Bell's shoulder, who shook his head slightly.

"The hemostatic agent built into the armor has been automatically injected, and the regenerated cells and muscles will soon squeeze out the fragments of the bomb. There's nothing to worry about, just" Bell held the operating lever, and he fell silent as he spoke. Wei Wei turned his head to look at the burning land outside the window, watching silently.

Eisenstein also looked out of the cockpit window, the burning city below, "Just say what you want to say, brother, there is only us here, you don't need to be so cautious."

"We are trying to help them, ordinary people, but... who will help us? One day the Chaos offensive will break through all the hives, and the fleet in orbit will be exhausted. After that What? What should we do after that?"

"Have you lost hope? Brother." Eisenstein asked softly, standing behind Bell, who was silent for a moment. He looked at the joystick in his hand and was a little silent.

"No, I am Astarte, the Emperor's angel of death, and I will not lose hope and despair."

"It is not so, and we will also lose hope. Those traitors, whether they are the traitors of ten thousand years above and below us now, or those traitors who have betrayed the emperor's duties in the past years, they have lost hope, So they fell into the embrace of chaos, and they were bewitched by chaos because they didn't see the light of hope."

Bell was silent for a moment after listening, he held the joystick, his eyes were always buried in the cab and did not look at the destroyed city outside the window, Abaddon said he would set Terra on fire, and he did, "Where is that light? What? Company commander, the flames of war are raging, and the dark clouds are over the top, where is the light of hope?"

"Where." Eisenstein said, raising his head slightly and looking out of the window, Bell also raised his head and looked in that direction, that is a light, a light that shines forever, no matter how deep the darkness, that divine light Yet it still shines.

Bell looked at the light that illuminated the darkness, even in the darkest depths of the galaxy, it could illuminate the light of hope there, the light of hope that has been looked up by hundreds of billions of human beings for millions of years.

"Come on, brother, we have to hurry up, he is still waiting for us there." Eisenstein said, patted Bell's shoulder lightly, and then walked into the cabin.

"We can't keep him waiting too long."

"As ordered, company commander."

Bell said, sitting back on the driver's seat and looking up at the burning lighthouse, he took a deep breath, as if the light had dispelled all the haze in his heart just now, he reopened his eyes, and pushed the lever with both hands, Thunder Eagle. Fly in the direction of the towering ray of hope.

The star torch that towered above the snow-capped mountain and the Emperor's psychic energy was still burning brightly under the haze of the war.

(End of this chapter)