Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Walk!"

Following this decisive and powerful order, Willas had just successfully killed the dreaded Chaos Tank, and then led his team without hesitation, continuing to move forward firmly towards the outside of the city.

I saw five Rhino armored personnel carriers rushing to the front like steel behemoths. Their heavy and solid bodies easily crushed countless buildings on both sides of the road.

The two Predator tanks that followed closely behind were like two ferocious beasts, roaring and using artillery fire to blast the demons that dared to block their way into pieces.

For a moment, the whole street was filled with smoke and the smell of war, as if the end of the world had come.

As the team was advancing rapidly, when they passed by a dilapidated group of buildings, a sharp-eyed Space Marine suddenly noticed something unusual.

He quickly rushed into one of the dilapidated houses, and soon came to Vegas' side holding a baby in his arms.

"Sir, we have found a survivor," the Space Marine reported loudly.

Vegas stopped at the sound and his eyes fell on the baby in the Space Marine's arms.

I saw this little life lying there quietly, its small face looked extremely tender, and its big eyes were looking around curiously at the unfamiliar environment.

Vegas stared at the baby in front of him, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart, then he sighed heavily and said, "Take him, put him in the storage box, and let the pharmacist take good care of him."

After saying that, Vegas turned around and led the team forward again without stopping. The baby was soon carefully taken away by the pharmacist.

The pharmacist took the baby and examined it carefully. The little guy had skin as white as snow, and his chest was wrapped in a long piece of cloth with the symbol of the Empire's state religion.

At this moment, his hazy eyes were staring at the pharmacist in front of him without blinking, as if he wanted to find a hint of familiar warmth on the other's face.

"The souls of his parents have returned to the Golden Throne, and after this battle is over, I will consider sending him to the Legion Monastery or the Loyalty Academy."

The experienced pharmacist skillfully opened a hidden compartment inside the Rhino armored vehicle, then carefully took out a syringe from the medical kit he carried with him and drew out an appropriate amount of sedative.

Then he gently inserted the needle into the baby's delicate skin and slowly pushed the piston to inject the medicine.

After completing this series of operations, the pharmacist gently placed the baby into the interlayer with confidence.

At this time, another Word Bearers Space Marine who was standing nearby and witnessed the whole process could not help but say in surprise: "I never thought that you, who have always been known for your cold and ruthless image, actually know how to take care of children?"

Hearing this, the pharmacist turned around with a confused look on his face and asked back: "Take care of the child? When did I ever say I would take care of the child?"

"What? Then how were you able to sedate and place the baby so quickly and methodically? Isn't it because you have experience taking care of children?"

The pharmacist replied expressionlessly, "I was just following the Imperial standard procedure for treating wounded soldiers. The only difference is that, given the baby's young age and fragile body, I deliberately reduced the dose of anesthetic originally used for adults by half."

Hearing this, the soldier could not help but put his hands together and prayed devoutly to the sky: "May the great emperor bless this poor child to be safe and sound! Don't let him be poisoned to death by anesthetics."

At the same time, the Word Bearers Space Marine next to him shook his head helplessly, muttered his dissatisfaction with the pharmacist, raised his hands and solemnly performed a standard Sky Eagle salute.

"As long as we can successfully cross this broad square in front of us, we will be able to successfully leave the city. Then we just need to continue to move forward courageously."

Vegas sat quietly in a huge and extremely sturdy Rhino troop carrier, staring at the shocking scene outside the window with his eyes as sharp as torches.

The huge square was littered with the corpses of Chaos followers and Astra Militarum soldiers, it was a horrific sight.

Strange psychic flames licked the corpses mercilessly like the tongue of the devil, and as if they had eternal vitality, they continued to burn, releasing terrifying light and heat.

At the same time, the rampant chaotic power was like a ferocious and violent beast, madly devouring everything around it with its fangs and claws, and everything it passed was turned into ruins and scorched earth.

"Our reinforcements will arrive soon to provide support. Before that, the only action we can take is to preserve our own strength as much as possible."

Vegas sighed solemnly, but just as he finished speaking, an unexpected change suddenly occurred.

There was a deafening bang, and a Leman Russ tank suddenly exploded violently without any warning.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky and thick smoke billowed. Several Astra Militarum soldiers who were unfortunately near the tank did not even have time to react before they were completely engulfed by the raging flames and disappeared in the sea of ​​fire in an instant, without even a trace left.

"Oh no! There's an enemy! To the right!"

As the cry of surprise was heard, several combat nuns in heavy armor quickly raised their powerful flamethrowers and fired fiercely in that direction without hesitation.

After a brief moment of shock, the other Astra Militarum soldiers around them finally came to their senses as if awakened from a dream, quickly entered a state of combat readiness, and responded to the emergency as quickly as possible.

But who would have thought that one wave would not end until another wave came? Just as everyone was concentrating on dealing with the threat from the right, the plague flies that covered the sky and the sun suddenly swooped down from the high sky like a dark cloud, and attacked the crowd at lightning speed.

These plague flies carried deadly toxins and germs. In just one encounter, several unprepared nuns and Astra Militarum soldiers were killed. In a short moment, they were corroded and transformed into a pool of foul-smelling pus, which was horrifying.

"Praise the Father."

A huge figure crawled out of the broken church, and a huge axe filled with a rotten smell chopped down with his roar.

"It's the devil! God bless you!"

Vegas climbed onto the roof of the Rhino and began firing heavy explosives mounted on the roof.

However, the dense firepower could not stop the advance of this Great Unclean One. Almost in an instant, the two Rhino armored personnel carriers turned into a pool of pus.