Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

The scraping sound of metal plates hitting the ground came from the dark passage, which made the soldiers present wonder if these demons had removed the ship plates and used them as shields.

It wasn't until a huge wall of metal, wrapped in flesh and blood, slowly creeping toward the Astra Militarum line that the soldiers felt that their imaginations were really lacking.

The dismantled and devoured armor plates were stuck in front of the large mass of flesh and blood like broken glass. Between the observable gaps, the flesh and blood showed a vibrant bright red color, with thick blood vessels and completely black eyes. Underneath the armor plate surged and changed. Anyone who wants to see clearly what is underneath will be disturbed by the chaotic and complicated changes, leaving only an incomprehensible illusory shadow in their eyes.

But what's even worse is that there are more than one such wall. With the noisy scratching sounds and the constant friction of sparks, one wall after another squeezes out from the shadows, followed by a large number of people who move slowly, but each one looks skinny. More demons with thick flesh.

A second battle resumed after a brief ceasefire.

Once again a barrage of lasers and bullets descended upon the daemons, pouring upon them the wrath of the Emperor. But it is a pity that this time the fire strike did not achieve the same good effect as the first battle.

The Leman Russ tank's shells shot straight at the huge crawling walls, and the explosion's fire and smoke instantly enveloped it. The armor plate on the front of the wall was shattered and melted, embedded in a disgusting body made of flesh and bone.

Leman Russ Annihilator, different models of tanks have different turret equipment

But with a burst of extremely high-frequency tremors, the metal fragments embedded in the flesh and blood appeared again, just like a pot of boiling soup, constantly gurgling out the materials inside. Those fragments once again formed a fine armor, blocking attacks from all directions.

"Keep firing! Keep firing! The th Tank Company. Focus on that damn thing at the front!"

Under the hoarse orders of the tank commander, four or five Leman Russ tanks slowly adjusted their muzzles. After the automatic loaders completed their mission, the internal communications circulating in the tank company rang with the commander's volley. Order.

The bright sparks and loud sound that exploded when the muzzle fired caused the soldiers around it to hug their helmets tightly and open their mouths. Prevent your fragile ears from breaking under the baptism of close shock waves.

A series of gorgeous flames exploded in an instant on the front wall. The impact of the huge shells even caused this huge creation to stop its crawling pace and make a squeaking sound, just like the young man in his old home. The old wooden door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, kept creaking as the wind pushed it.

The tank commander was not prepared to wait for the smoke from the explosion to dissipate, and fired another salvo at the wall. The continuous intensive artillery fire made the seemingly solid wall crumbling in the clouds of explosions. After firing armor-piercing shells and 20 incendiary high-explosive shells, the tank commander ordered the tank to stop shooting through the communicator.

The soldiers in the audience held their breath and observed the damage to the wall. Each of those slow demons hid behind the huge wall and walked, although slowly, but in an unstoppable manner towards the soldiers. The front line moves forward.

If the tank's shells can't stop these damn things, then it's even less possible for the laser gun in his hand.

A large pool of hot blood spurted out from the smoke, extinguishing the flames that were still burning around it. It also allowed the smoke to mix into it under the wash of blood. Pools of bright red mixed with gray and black blood were like the roots of trees. A solid deck stained with fine gold.

The blood quickly formed at a strange speed visible to the naked eye, turning into tiny blood vessels clinging to the ground. The wall that looked like a piece of broken glass had now become charred and broken, with several holes penetrated by the metal jets. It looked like a large piece of trembling flesh and blood cheese. And a large amount of blood spurted out from those wounds that were like holes in cheese.

"Seeing this stuff made me lose my appetite at all. It's so disgusting."

Old Jock, who was manipulating the heavy bolter machine gun at the side, did not hide his disgust at all.

"Is he trying to absorb new armor plates?" Domian gave his opinion. After all, those dense blood vessels didn't look like normal things.

Those fine blood vessels showed a powerful force that was completely different from their fragile appearance. They violently lifted up the decks on the ground one after another, leaving square and sunken metal pits, and then re-adsorbed the dismantled metals. Entering the body, once again preparing to piece together new armor and continue moving forward.

But the officers of the Astra Militarum were not fools. They would just stand there and watch the walls of flesh absorb the metal plates wantonly. The temporary ceasefire is just to observe the killing effect so that less firepower can be used to achieve better results. After all, there are so many demons and walls emerging, and their tank shells are so few.

When the wall of flesh and blood had just used blood vessels to remove the metal, the officers in charge of heavy weapons on each front ordered their soldiers to turn their guns and fire intensive volleys at the wall of flesh and blood, which was no longer protected.

The rain of bullets hit the body of the Wall of Flesh, and more blood burst out from the bullet holes. Under the attack of firepower, the wall of flesh and blood, which had been severely injured, collapsed to the ground. The behemoth that could have blocked all the demonic armies behind him was spread out on the ground like a pile of boneless fat.

The officers who were paying close attention to the impact of the attack on the front line of the battlefield ordered the tanks to pour shells on the still crawling walls one by one, crippling them all, forcing them to stop and absorb the metal, and then the loyalty of the empire The guards gave him the final blow.

The passage in front of the C0 gate is already a scene like a slaughterhouse. The scene made of minced meat and blood clots, broken bones and molten metal is enough to scare any mortal with a weak mind to death. The demons waded through the bloody water and walked towards them step by step. The roars on their lips became louder and the vision on the scope became clearer. In the attack by tanks and heavy firepower teams regardless of the loss of ammunition, they finally succeeded in killing those huge walls of flesh outside the position. However, facing more demonic armies lurking behind them, they became more determined. Powerless.

The barrel of the laser gun turned red after being fired at high power for a long time, and the air heated by the hot barrel made accurate shooting a luxury. But the overwhelming torrent of demons does not require too much aiming. Even a casual shot close to the waist can make many demons lose arms and legs.

The automatic turrets stalled one by one due to damage and missing ammunition, and the heavy weapons teams also exhausted all their magazines and began to take out their self-defense weapons and join the shooting team. The thunder of tanks has not appeared on the battlefield for a long time.

More and more soldiers raised their bayonets in despair, chanting the emperor's holy words in their hearts.