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Soon, the Sons of Horus, who possessed a highly flexible organization, quickly formed twelve specific tactical formations under the cover of six Shadow Sword super-heavy tanks.

Launching an attack on the enemy, on the other side, Chen Tianqiao had just smashed the engine of the last Lemanus with his fist.

He suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and then he reacted quickly, and hurriedly held up the "hair-pressing" with both hands to block in front of him.

The next second, the foundation of the building in front of him, which was more than ten meters thick, was melted through in an instant by the thick orange-yellow beam of light.

This high-energy laser, which is specially designed for armor-piercing, actually made it difficult for him to match his opponent's compression force field, and he was completely overloaded in less than a breath.

"Fuck! It's so frustrating!"

He quickly threw the red ball of light in his hand towards the charging personnel not far away. The strong explosion stirred up a cloud of dust, blocking the vision of all the troops.

Then, with unmatched speed, he plunged into the tank formation, dodged several explosive bombs in succession, supported the tracks with both hands, and suddenly exerted force to overturn a heavy tank.

He held its barrel like a meteor hammer, knocked over another Shadow Sword, and finally crushed several cans with a final fierce swing.

Taking advantage of the opponent's confusion, he possessed himself, picked up a chainsword, and rushed into the rebel ranks, relying on his invincible melee combat to consume the manpower of the Sons of Horus.

"This guy is simply a monster. We can't let this go on! We must change our tactics and ask the higher-ups to send some more people over!"

Reaching out and touching the Terminator power armor that was torn apart by brute force on the chest, Powell, leaning on a broken sword, gave orders to the signalman.

"Hmm! Are these guys crazy? They don't care about the accidental injuries to their own friendly forces."

But just now when the sword stabbed into the body of a can, dozens of explosive bombs fell on him, and his body was smashed to pieces, not to mention the accidental injuries caused by stray bullets.

This close-range tactic of using a bolt gun, although it can make someone run away in panic with his head in his hands and no temper at all, is just like an arrow. As long as it does not pierce a vital part, with his current physical condition, he will definitely not die for a while.

PS: After finishing this seven-day copy, I will look for an opportunity to explore the entire planet.

Chapter 185 My Second Day in Terra

Time flies... what a shit! He spent years on the battlefield, and he had been sniping here for at least ten hours.

The intersection was littered with vehicle wreckage and black canned-looking Space Marines lying all over the ground, even Powell's body was among them.

Chopping with a knife, hacking with an axe, beheading, cutting off the waist, all these scenes were created by him with his knife and axe.

After all, his ultimate skill is either too eye-catching or has too large a range, so it is easy for him to be targeted as a prominent figure on the battlefield.

"Hot! The old emperor must have gone mad! With this kind of attack intensity, I have to defend for seven days! I'm afraid I'll be exhausted to death by them!" Chen Tianqiao panted heavily, leaning on the bloody power battle axe.

At this moment, his whole body was covered with cuts and burns. He looked up and saw landing capsules everywhere like dumplings being dropped in the sky. He felt so helpless.

Although the individual strength of these Space Marines is not worth mentioning to him now, they have advanced weapons and armor. It is wishful thinking to think of slaughtering them like mortals.

The most important thing is that there is no supply. Although we can eat metals and other things, it is a drop in the bucket compared to fusion energy. We can't use bicycles to replace nuclear power plants.

So from the very beginning, he didn't plan to waste energy. As for looking for his own position?

"Snapped!"

Chen Tianqiao suddenly slapped himself. This was not a war for one person, but he was still stupid enough to stand in the front and play the role of a single man. He was really tired of living!

"It seems that all the show-offs in the last world have made me lose my brain! We must not be reckless in this seven-day defense!" Then he picked up some usable equipment, pulled up a heavy manhole cover and jumped down.

.....................

The chaotic sky is dark and deep. Only the shadowy explosions can bring a ray of light to the world, foreshadowing destruction.

"Shit! I've been waiting for so long! Why aren't these bastards attacking yet?"

As the commander of the fortress in front of the palace gate and captain of the Ultramarines company stationed in this area, Mars is now very confused as to why everything is the same as usual.

Every half an hour of attack, the rebels in this direction would suddenly stop and would stop for about ten hours.

Such a strange situation made the wise company commander suspect that this was a conspiracy of the rebels, so he immediately sent out scouts on hover motorcycles to investigate.

As the news arrived, Mars soon learned that there was a Space Marine who was suspected to be one of his own, fighting alone in the front.

However, based on the scout's description, the strength of the warrior who slaughtered the Sons of Horus was truly unbelievable.

"?? Soldier! Are you serious? If you tell a lie, you will be given a bomb!"

"...Yes..it's true..! I swear to the Primarch and the Emperor!"

What is so fast that it is invisible to the naked eye? He slashed and killed a warrior in power armor with a sword held with one hand, and even explosive bombs could not kill the opponent.

What's even more exaggerated is that he threw a super heavy tank weighing hundreds of tons at people like a toy. If it weren't for this scout, he would have raised him.

Mars would probably think that the scout's brain had already been corroded by the warp.

"But? Why would he be fighting there alone? Could it be some great demon in disguise, doing this as a self-torture trick?!"

Because even if you are a champion, it is impossible to lift a super heavy tank with bare hands, so it is only possible if you are possessed by a demon from the warp.

"Forget it, let's ignore him for now and observe for a while. If this is the enemy's strategy and the palace gate is lost, then I will be blamed for my death!"

Because behind them was the main gate to the palace, and the Emperor himself was inside.

Suddenly, as the investigators sent back the information that the mysterious warrior had disappeared, Mars prepared to fight with a sense of loss. He didn't know whether he had made the wrong choice and let the powerful warriors loyal to the Emperor die in vain.

But the daily fierce battles that followed made him dispel this useless thought. Artillery shells fell from the sky like hail, and red lotuses of destruction bloomed on the battlefield.

"Where's the commander here? Why is that Powell guy gone?!"

"Sir... He has died fighting for the Warmaster."

Morgan was wearing a black, gold and silver power armor. He was the commander of the melta troops who had just landed. He was the commander of the tactics specially formulated against that guy.

It’s a pity that the ground troops had already been wiped out by one person, and even the survivors just now were dug out from the pile of dead bodies.

"Order the troops to search the area and find the mysterious false emperor warrior! Find him alive or dead!"

However, no trace of that man was found for a long time, and the starfleet command asked Morgan to take over the Terra Palace as soon as possible.

The commander was extremely angry at the result of hitting cotton with a punch, and he could only vent his anger on the troops stationed at the position.

In an instant, when dozens of plasma shells landed on the defender's shield, the first battle after more than ten hours broke out instantly.

At this moment, among all the offensive sequences, the Melta troops are in a rather awkward position, unable to rush forward in close combat and unable to attack from a distance.

In the end, they had no choice but to follow military orders, throw away their heavy short-range weapons, and replace them with regular grenade launchers to charge forward with friendly forces.

"boom!"

In his drowsiness, Chen Tianqiao suddenly felt that his breathing was a little short. When Mu Ran opened his eyes, he found that the section of sewer he was in was completely collapsed by a high-explosive bomb, and was buried in the soil. No wonder he felt shortness of breath.

"I didn't expect that a whole day would have passed in just a moment of closeness." After all, anyone who has experienced more than ten hours of high-intensity combat would suffer from mental fatigue. He is not a genuine Astartes.

At this time, Chen Tianqiao, who had just crawled out of the ground, suddenly saw a big metal foot stepping towards him. Thinking that he was discovered by the enemy, he chose to strike first.

Suddenly, he jumped up from the spot, and with a bang, he knocked over a knight mecha that was more than ten meters high and weighed hundreds of tons.

It was a war machine that was once made of steel and had sharp blades that tore through darkness. Perhaps its inventor never imagined that it would now be used to exterminate humanity itself.

At this moment, the black cans that were attacking were suddenly stunned when they heard the noise behind them. They seemed unable to react. Could their own knight mecha also fall flat on the battlefield?

But the next moment, someone saw that the culprit who caused the sudden situation was actually the mysterious warrior who had blocked the attack of the troops last time and had disappeared since then.

"kill him!"

"The commander has ordered that no matter whether one lives or dies, the body should be preserved!"

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Chapter 186 Rescue Team

Among the broken walls burned by blazing flames, densely packed iron figures spontaneously organized themselves into teams and rushed towards the center from all directions.

Some switched to melee weapons, while those standing on the periphery were still using grenade launchers. They were extremely ferocious and not afraid of casualties at all. However, after fighting for nearly half an hour, they still could not defeat the enemy.

At this time, the front line was cut off from follow-up support, resulting in the vanguard troops that were supposed to rush forward being driven out by the defenders of the position after holding out for a period of time.

The huge casualties made Morgan's eyes red. He ordered the retreating Sons of Horus to re-equip themselves with melta weapons and make sure to burn all the supporters of the false emperor.

"laugh"

Someone who had just cut open a black can and thrown away his battle axe picked up a chainsaw sword. The danger warning from his instinct made him roll to the side.

He saw a thick molten ray, which instantly vaporized most of the Space Marine who was killed, including his armor, making his scalp numb.

But that's how it is on the battlefield. From time to time, stray bullets will appear and randomly select a lucky person to report to the Emperor's kingdom.

However, this time it was not an accident. Starting from the moment he dodged the first shot, heavy ray guns, heavy bolters, and various high-powered melta bombs, as if they had eyes, fell near Chen Tianqiao.

The wide ground was blasted into pools of magma, until the surrounding area was turned into a lava hell. Although he was not afraid of ordinary high temperatures, he could not be hit directly by these bombs.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he and those vehicles would instantly turn into molten iron. Moreover, even if he managed to survive, he would still become fish that could be slaughtered at will.

"Unbelievable! This guy is the Primarch!?"

Looking at someone dodging the bombs as if dancing, Morgan, who didn't believe in evil, changed into the Centurion mecha in anger. At this moment, he summoned thousands of Sons of Horus.

At the same time, he switched to melee weapons. This time, he would lead the charge! Even if he had to use human wave tactics, he would completely surround and kill them!

"Did they win the attack? Why are they running so fast this time?"

".......Why did the other side retreat?"

"Is it true that...there is no one left in this group of bastards?"

"Everyone shut up, scout, go and see what's going on!"

The battlefield was filled with smoke and corpses. Mars saw that the enemy's retreat was strange and sent people to investigate.

After all, they were about to break through the palace gate, but were beaten back due to lack of follow-up strength. Even the dumbest commander would not make such a mistake.

A moment later, the person who went out sent back a communication with an amazing news. That extremely powerful warrior cut the enemy's front line in half by himself.

But now we are surrounded by the Sons of Horus, and our life or death is unknown for a moment. I hope the captain can make plans early.

Mars, who encountered this situation for the first time, closed his eyes and pondered for a while and said:

"Let all the surviving people on the front line gather here! And bring out our old knight mech. We, the 385th Extreme Regiment, will not hide behind others, those ballless women!"

But on the one-thousand-meter-wide starting position, twelve Lemanus tanks, which were originally used as fixed artillery positions, were lined up in a line and advancing forward.

There were less than six hundred blue power armored Ultramarines armed with bolters and chainswords left, following behind while keeping a certain distance to prevent the enemy's high-powered weapons from destroying the tanks and the people on them.

Most of the 5,000 Krieg soldiers in the area had a melta bomb strapped to their bodies, because their standard laser guns (flashlights) were too low-powered to penetrate the Space Marines' power armor.

They also serve as the Emperor's currency, the Death Korps of Krieg, and are ready to pay any price!

"Fuck! What kind of logic is this! This melee weapon causes more damage than a bomb!"

Ninety percent of the more serious injuries on his body were caused by various sharp weapons, especially when the enemy fought with such desperate tactics, just to leave one more wound on his body.

The blue power armor that was used as camouflage was put on forcibly, and after the battle, it was completely turned into tatters hanging on the upper body.

Just as Chen Tianqiao was considering whether to use a big move, armor-piercing shells carrying huge kinetic energy were fired from the direction of the palace gate, causing heavy casualties to the Sons of Horus deployed on the periphery.

Because the number of people is too dense, a single artillery shell can often cause casualties of several times the number of Space Marines.

"Captain! The defense troops at the palace gate have actually come out on their own! Should we fight or retreat now?"

Adjutant Malos was very anxious. He personally thought that they should withdraw for a distance first and then adjust the deployment for follow-up.

"Send some people to stop them, and the rest to continue to surround and kill them! I feel like that guy can't hold on any longer!"

The outermost encirclement, even with the assistance of heavy vehicles, was still too strenuous to use weak forces to fight against twice as many enemies. After losing four heavy tanks, the remaining vehicles had to retreat.

At this time, the Krieg soldiers who were a step slower, like wild wolves hunting on the grassland, jumped over the Extreme Warriors and launched a silent and desperate charge towards the opposite side.

Soldiers without melta bombs carried flash grenades and laser guns, and were responsible for using their lives to protect their subsequent teammates, but even so, their casualty rate was still as high as 80%.

As for the remaining soldiers who had finally gotten close, they pressed the detonation countdown button and pounced on the enemy from all directions and blind spots, turning into ashes together with the enemy cans.

To be honest, when he first saw this group of soldiers who were willing to sacrifice their lives, it reminded him of those heroes who disregarded life and death when the Shenzhou land sank in his previous life. They also used their flesh and blood to offset the enemy's advantage in equipment.

"Tsk, I don't want to owe a stranger a favor."

He didn't know why someone he had never met would make such a great sacrifice and send out a guard troop to rescue him. He originally planned to carry out guerrilla warfare and run away after fighting since those canned goods couldn't catch up with him anyway.