The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The armored cargo hold carrying more than 20 Alphas gradually drove into the ghostly neighborhood, into a twisted and lake-like residential complex. These buildings seemed to be lowered under the weight of the steel sky. Short and deformed, some of the buildings had turned into a charred shell, others had fallen apart and fell into the rubble.

Dirty and sloppy citizens are like ghosts endowed with flesh and blood entities, either alone or in groups around the open fire.

Each of these Comorian underclassmen are emaciated and pale, and their bodies are as dilapidated as their homes.

Although the Eldar have long lifespans, half-borns are more or less flawed, their natural lifespans are shorter than real-borns, and their souls are more unstable.

Without the replenishment of pain energy, these half-borns do not live longer than the inhabitants of the human hive.

Most of them ignored the convoy, but a few watched the passing vehicles with their empty eyes.

Occasionally, some Eldar in tattered armor would be seen walking down the street. They were all gang members. While patrolling the territory, they kept turning their weapons and intimidating the numb residents around them.

Occasionally, you can even see some weird machine walking down the street with heavy steps, its searchlight swaying wildly back and forth with the pace, rummaging among the shabby houses.

All this was seen by Occam through the observation hole in the carriage.

In his opinion, this is not like a residential area at all, it is more a war zone. Those Eldar tribes claim to be noble, but in fact they live no different from the bottom nest scum.

Like the indifference of the bottom hive to the so-called glory of the empire, these Comorian pariahs may not care, or even know, about foreign incursions.

Perhaps, this is the norm in the galaxy.

After driving for almost an hour, the road began to narrow, and they came to a complex of buildings that had been abandoned inside - there are many such places in the Comoros, maybe it used to be a consul or a sect in the past. The solemn and bustling castle is then completely destroyed in a fierce battle.

There is no concept of urban public services in Comoros, and naturally no one will clean up the ruins. Day after day, year after year, a large number of such labyrinth-like areas have accumulated at the bottom of the Comoros.

Because there were a lot of construction debris on the ground, the vehicle started to slow down and stop.

Suddenly, Occam heard a loud shout from somewhere ahead, and immediately realized what was going on.

"Stop, everyone get out of the car and be on guard, Kaling and Mu, you are on the roof of the car."

Occam gave the order decisively. The two Alphas nodded and climbed into the carriage. There were two heavy poison crystal guns of the Eldar on the roof, which were not difficult for Alpha warriors who were familiar with alien weapons.

"There's something ahead of the road that looks like another truck, but—"

As soon as the Alphas got out of the car and hid themselves in the shadows, a rain of bullets shot from the ruins on their right, and everyone immediately crouched down.

Subsequently, Occam ordered in the squad channel.

"Hide."

The next moment, the Alphas merged with the darkness, and the armor scales enhanced with heresy technology changed their color, like a chameleon, changing the color of the Alpha Legion to dirty black around them.

Afterwards, Occam raised the modified flashback bolter in his hand and pulled the trigger. There was no fire at the muzzle, but one of the attackers fell backwards with a slam, and the bullet shot into his face. , smashed his whole head to pieces.

"Fight back! Quickly resolve the fight."

The raid commander issued an order calmly. In fact, he was already mentally prepared for the attack. Although there was a conspiracy logo on the car, it could not stop everyone - especially when the other party guessed that there might be valuables in the car, it is very likely Take the risk.

At the same time that the incoming bullet hit the side of the vehicle, all the Alphas had found their positions, and they were well hidden by the cover of the surrounding building debris.

Soon, Occam heard a chorus of electronic chords as his men activated the plasma weapons, followed by a hissing blast of plasma.

Occam raised his head and scanned the ruins with the scope on his helmet. He kept scanning back and forth until he locked on a figure lurking behind a broken window.

He then turned up the magnification to make his target clearer.

It was a ragged, tired-looking, pale dark Eldar, his head protected by a rusted iron helmet with an "X" printed on it, an old rebreather buckled in his mouth, breathing The tube of the device sank down his shoulders into the medicine jar behind him.

Above his mask were bloodshot eyes, carved into a lifeless, scarred and ulcerated face.

The poor **** seemed to be in the terminal stages of a drug addiction, and his hands with the gun were shaking.

Sure enough, some despairing miserable creatures.

So for Occam, it is only necessary to quickly resolve the battle~www.readwn.com~ so that their whereabouts are not exposed.

"My Healing Game"

The Raid Commander judged this, then aimed at the attacker's face.

But before he could fire, a crackling electric current and a ray of light flayed his target like an electric whip, and the Eldar twitched because of the accident that happened to him, and the accident ignited him clothes, scorched his flesh.

Occam looked back and saw that Philo Rhona's eyes were bursting with psychic halos, and after a burst of electromagnetic sound, he grabbed a large piece of gravel and brick out of thin air and smashed it at the crouching enemies.

At the same time, his outstretched palm also emitted blue light, and another twisted energy arrow was shot into the ruins.

At about the same time, the Alphas fired a volley of interwoven explosive projectiles in perfect harmony, each hitting its target.

"Fight as one."

Occam murmured as he studied the deadly, one-sided battle.

This is Alpha, everyone is just another cog in a precision killing machine, with little difference in character and thought when it comes to aiming, shooting, and executing attackers without hesitation.

Soon, the attacking dark Eldar local gang discovered the problem. Not only were their enemies invisible, but the bullets they used were not the common poison crystals of Eldar.

Although they have never seen human bombs, they can see from the incredible accuracy that this is definitely not the conspiracy they guessed!

"withdraw!"

The gang leader who led the attack was also decisive in retreating, but they had already disturbed an enemy they could not afford to offend.

"Don't stay alive."

Occam gave such an order, doomed them.