Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 507 06.0506: "Shadow Hunter's Killing Maze"

Chief Krut, who rushed into the Epic, found that the battle situation was taking a sharp turn for the worse - all the subordinates he had dispatched had lost contact, some were killed by the defenders, and some disappeared without a trace.

But after paying so much price, they still couldn't find the entrance to the bridge.

According to the last reports before those tribesmen disappeared, there seemed to be an unknown number of genetically modified warriors moving among them.

Every time these genetically modified warriors shuttled back and forth, they would cut off the connection between a part of the Kroot in front and the rear, and the tribesmen who lost contact would soon lose contact completely.

The reason why the number is unknown is because he is elusive and creates a lot of noise and movement that affects the judgment of the number.

Their movements are erratic and their fighting style is secretive, unlike those of the previous Astartes.

It was more like a war group that had been severely damaged by its Tau allies and whose leader had been killed by Commander Shadowsun, and then disappeared from the surrounding area.

But the Tau Empire was not familiar with this mysterious warband. Many of their own troops did not even know their names, let alone the Kroot who were just mercenaries.

They have too little exposure, but they always stab people in the back accurately and fatally, which is very disgusting.

Brother Korchagin sneaked back to the Epic in the shadows without anyone noticing. Compared to the unfamiliar environment on the pilgrimage ship, it took him only one month to learn all about the structure of the Epic.

He knew it all, from the route of the ventilation ducts to the end of each hatch branch.

Guerrilla warfare in the Epic was like shopping for him.

A Kroot exploration detachment, searching for a route to the bridge, was moving through the empty Epic, sniffing the air from time to time, trying to find the correct route through some biological instinct.

Suddenly, a hatch on the left side of the team was opened. The Kroot reacted very quickly and immediately opened fire inside.

After a burst of random shooting, making sure that nothing could survive such a shooting, a squad leader, the middle-aged Krut, raised his hand to signal a ceasefire.

He walked cautiously towards the room with a tribesman and looked around vigilantly, but there was nothing inside except the bed with fluff flying all over it and the cabin board that was knocked down and dented.

After initially ensuring it was safe, the leading Kroot walked into the cabin, while the others stood guard at the rear and on both sides.

Suddenly, with a lot of creaking and screaming, the Kroot who entered first were strangely hung up by an unknown device.

A pair of dangling flippers kicked desperately, and the Kroot behind them could only hear the gurgling sound of suffocation.

The next second, the kicking flippers stopped, and orange-yellow blood dripped along the spikes on the soles of the feet and onto the cold deck.

When its companions came to check, they were shocked to find a noose around its neck.

Under the astonishing strangulation force, the steel wire had cut the throat and even cut into the bones, and even the eyes popped out due to the soaring blood pressure.

But what frightened them even more was that, despite their biological perception abilities, they did not detect the thermal energy reaction of the presence of enemies around them.

Just as they were hesitating, suddenly a small noise came from behind.

When Captain Kroot turned around, a Kroot who was guarding the rear gate had disappeared.

Brother Korchagin, wearing a raven-shaped helmet, was hiding in the darkness beside the door at this time, holding the huge beak of the Kroot. He stabbed the tactical knife painted all black and engraved with the inscription of revenge into the Kroot's throat, twisting it silently.

A bleeding corpse leaning against the wall slowly fell to the ground after the instigator disappeared, and was discovered by other Kroot people later.

At this point, the team leader could only shrink the team and continue to move forward to find a way to the bridge for the main force.

Everything that happened around them was like a haunting. They found nothing and did not sense the heat radiation of warm-blooded animals, but they were losing people every moment. Moreover, as they got closer to the route leading to the bridge, their loss rate became faster.

Brother Korchagin maintained a steady rhythm of assassinations.

When certain teams progressed too quickly, he would lead them astray.

Although those Kroot who were led onto the wrong path would eventually use the process of elimination to find the correct route to the bridge on the small Epic.

But for Brother Korchagin, the extra time they took was enough for him to kill them one by one before they could see the guards.

However, Brother Korchagin also discovered that sometimes in places where he did not set up an ambush, some strange movements would occur to lure the Kroot people away.

Although it was a random inducement, it did slow down the progress of these aliens, keeping them mentally tense at all times - this would greatly consume the energy of the creatures, so it would be convenient for me to take action when they were a little relaxed.

In a certain cabin passage, a sneaky black cat's head poked out upside down from an inconspicuous ventilation duct, its pair of bright vertical pupils blinking as it alertly looked at the alien passing below.

After they passed by, a black shadow rushed out from behind them with a whoosh.

The last Kroot on guard at the end of the team seemed to have noticed something and looked towards where the slight movement occurred.

But after shining the flashlight, he found nothing, which made the alien instinctively feel uneasy, just like a bird being stared at by a cat.

"Be careful, I have a bad feeling." The Kroot who was looking after the rear of the team said to his companions.

The team remained on high alert.

In the darkness, only a pair of golden-brown vertical pupils appeared in the darkness behind the cabin.

A small dagger extended from the back, connecting to the inside of the access control system.

Squeak!

A hatch that was originally closed suddenly opened.

Seeing a figure swaying behind the door, the Kroot people, who were always nervous, opened fire almost instinctively.

After being attacked, the other side immediately opened fire in retaliation. A fierce gun battle broke out between the two sides, and some people fell to the ground on both sides.

"Ga! Stop!" Captain Krut, realizing something was wrong, shouted in their tribe's language, barely covering up the sound of the gunfire.

The two sides then gradually ceased fire.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that two Kroot path-finding teams had collided with each other. Under the highly tense and dimly lit conditions, there was an accidental exchange of fire between the two sides, and several of their own people were killed.

In the darkness, cunning white teeth were revealed under the eyes with vertical pupils, and then it disappeared into the ventilation duct again.

Brother Korchagin, who was hiding in the darkness and was about to attack him, noticed this detail. He looked at the place where the noise finally disappeared, his face grim and silent.

Then he quickly went to another place not far away.

Directly below the bridge, a Kroot team finally found the emergency stairs leading to the bridge.

(End of this chapter)