Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 954, 08.953: 'The Broken Sword'

The two rolled around in the hot, ashes-filled tunnel.

Harvey's arm, encased in gauntlets, held the vicious scimitar firmly in place.

The blade was only centimeters away from his breastplate, constantly emitting a screeching sound.

Harvey gritted his teeth with difficulty, and he had to admit that the muscle tissue of these ancient aliens was indeed terrifyingly strong.

Despite suffering severe burns, he still possessed the strength to contend with the power armor.

He repeatedly and violently rammed his terracotta helmet against Ducalli's burned face.

The excruciating pain caused the alien to let out a piercing and unpleasant howl, and it used its long, sharp-fingered hand to scratch Harvey's face.

But the fully enclosed helmet blocked its claws, whose long, sharp nails, capable of tearing flesh, slashed across the armor plates with a piercing shriek and a series of sparks.

But as the alien's fingers continued to exert force, its inhuman strength concentrated on its thumb, pressing down hard on Harvey's blast goggles, which had already cracked during the fall.

Snapped!
Harvey was startled. Under the continued heavy pressure, the crack finally collapsed, and fragments of the eyepiece burst inward.

"Hiss!!"

An unbearable, sharp pain shot through his right eye, and Harvey felt warm blood flowing uncontrollably out of his eye.

He endured the excruciating pain and, through a nerve plug, manipulated the automatic medical system within his armor to inject himself with the last vial of mixed combat medicine.

The dosage he received today was far too high; it was a desperate, short-sighted measure.

Even if he survives, he will have to stay in the amniotic fluid regeneration tank for at least a month, undergoing continuous intravenous infusions to dilute and metabolize the drugs and repair his severely damaged internal organs—this is under the lucky and ideal circumstances. More likely, he will become an addict or even suffer a mental breakdown as a result.

The impact of the drug being injected into my body was like a lightning bolt piercing through my entire being. My heart turned cold, and the excruciating pain was temporarily suppressed, replaced by a cold, pure rage.

His breathing became unusually heavy, his gaze fixed on the servo skull floating in mid-air, its scarlet single eye coldly watching the life-or-death struggle.

The etched golden double-headed eagle on the forehead of his skull came into view through his blood-stained eyes.

He thought of the tattered Aquila Falcon flag, standing alone atop a pile of corpses belonging to Starbound soldiers.

He thought of the countless officers and soldiers below the military flag who risked their lives to protect the will of the Divine Emperor.

He thought of his fellow Hell's Vanguard brothers who had just covered his way to this point with their blood and lives.

No, he must not repeat the mistakes of his fathers, he must not fall here.

"Don't even think about it!!" Harvey roared, suddenly unleashing all his strength to pin Ducalli to the ground and straddle him.

He overloaded the power armor's energy output to its limit, and with a piercing mechanical roar, snapped the Dark Eldar's wrist that was holding the sword.

"Ah!!!" The alien let out an even more shrill scream.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Behind them, the continuously closing fire door was slashing towards the man and the alien who were rolling and fighting to the death on the ground.

The alien relentlessly clung to Harvey; in less than thirty seconds, the two would be cut in half at the waist.

Harvey slammed his elbow into the alien's face, the sharp spikes at the elbow joint digging deep into the burned, mangled face.

"Aaaaaah!" Another scream rang out as the alien released its grip in pain and rolled wildly on the ground.

Harvey took the opportunity to crawl forward quickly, while repeatedly kicking the alien that was grabbing his ankle with his heels.

Boom!
Boom!
Click!

A sickening screech of flesh being crushed rang out, and the last fire door slammed shut. Harvey looked back and saw the persistent alien severed in half, its entrails and intestines gushing from its mouth, a gruesome sight of death.

Exhausted and haggard, he got up from the ground and limped toward the gate of evacuation point B.

boom!
Harvey smashed open the rusty iron gate with his last bit of strength.

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

The first rays of dawn pierced the thin atmosphere of Minerva from the horizon of the dunes, illuminating the vast land covered in sand and dust, making the endless dunes look like a legendary golden land.

The sunlight shone on him, warm and gentle, making him feel that everything before him and what had just happened was so unreal.

Having traveled to so many different worlds, this was the first time he felt that he had never seen such a magnificent sunrise.

There were no Dark Eldar aliens, no enemies, only a vast, boundless desert, and the Imperial banners fluttering in the wind, faintly visible on the distant horizon.

His knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

Before his body completely collapsed, he barely managed to support himself on the ground with his arms.

Sweat mingled with the blood from his right eye, dripping from the broken eyepiece and staining the golden sand before him red.

“Compassionate God-Emperor…I did it…” His head rested limply on the soft sand, his exhausted and aching body seemingly purified in that moment.

At that moment, exhaustion and pain seemed to disappear, and a surge of gratitude for surviving a disaster welled up in Harvey's heart.

Next came the images of his comrades-in-arms, their young and resolute faces flashing through his mind before disappearing, bringing with them endless bitterness and sorrow.

Tears mingled with blood from the corners of his eyes, dripping from the cracks in his helmet visor onto the golden sand.

"Signal coverage area established. Activating automatic pathfinding." A simulated mechanical voice emanated from the built-in sonic array in the nearby servo skull, coldly shattering the momentary silence.

buzzing-

The skull's anti-gravity engine hummed as it left Harvey's side and flew on its own toward its designated destination.

Harvey struggled to his feet, using the Hellfire Gun to support his weight.

He took a deep breath, and with heavy steps, tried to keep up with the trajectory of the servo skull.

boom! Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, a rumbling sound came again from the distant horizon, heavier and more intense than the one heard in the passage.

Harvey looked up at the black trails streaking across the clear sky, his one intact, bloodshot pupil widening in fear.

That was a volley of cannon fire from the artillery positions of the Sintira flintlock regiment.

The whistling of the shells tore through the air, turning from a sharp whistle into a deafening roar.

Whoosh! Puff!
Whoosh! Puff!
Whoosh! Puff puff puff!
A new round of artillery fire fell upon this vast land.

It is denser and covers a wider area than before.

The artillery fire instantly engulfed the decoy targets the agent had previously released, as well as the vast sandy area around them, including the abandoned building he had just escaped from, in a sea of ​​fire and destruction.

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(End of this chapter)