The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Just as the mortal servants of the Red Pirates were charging towards Cadian Fortress, a leader of the Red Pirates stepped out of a Thunderhawk. The evil symbol, there are four eyes on the fan-shaped helmet, and the corpse-like white is exposed through the slits of the eyes. The joint part of the helmet and the torso reveals a gleaming and slender tentacles, and the sticky pink limbs Writhing, whipping the air with its own unhealthy will.

Then, the leader pressed a finger to his ear, as if digesting the communication transmission being passed to him.

"We are already attacking, don't rush! It's not your people who died!"

Suddenly, the tentacles on the heretic's neck twisted with a roar.

"If you're not satisfied, don't get out of my ears!"

After turning off the communicator, he looked at a soldier beside him.

"Half an hour, we must win here."

"Fire those tanks!"

Garlan Salomon yelled, the order echoing around the fortress, under the banner of Deccaan's regiment.

"Be sure to kill them!"

It is not that there are no anti-armor weapons in the fortress, but he has endured until now to let them fire, just to destroy some of them as much as possible. Maybe firing at a longer distance can force the opponent back, but the enemy armor will definitely choose a safer one. From the bombardment of the fortress.

Although it takes a certain amount of casualties to bring the enemy closer, it can make the enemy really feel the pain.

Following his instructions, two heavy-duty plasma cannons that had been hidden for a long time and had been fully charged opened fire at the same time, hitting two Chaos Predator tanks instantly, one of which was dug out with a big hole in the side, and then began to burn, and the other was shot by the front door. Hitting the turret and detonating the charging weapon directly caused the armor to explode in two.

The other three tanks suddenly seemed to be frightened, and began to retreat while shooting blindly, while the walking tanks were constantly named by armor-piercing rockets, and more were destroyed by anti-vehicle mines.

However, the enemy's infantry has already rushed up with huge casualties. From a height, Garland Salomon can see that the heretics are approaching quickly with the help of the bomb craters and trenches on the battlefield. They are not unruly in the past. The thugs are pretty standard soldiers with lasguns and stump guns.

What's more, their morale was astounding, and wave after wave had been killed before approaching the fortress, and the pile of corpses did not stop them in the slightest, and they all seemed eager to die for their blasphemous beliefs.

However, these were not the worst. What really worried him were the giants who were less than 200 meters away from the fortress.

Despite their corruption, they are still Space Marines.

A well-placed shot from a gigantic bolter brought death to the Cadians, and Garan Salomon watched as a brave Captain had his chest torn open by a bolter, spattering his organs Fortifications with composite armor.

However, when soldiers counterattack with laser rifles, they can only create harmless scratches on the enemy's power armor. Only if they are lucky enough to hit the enemy's face or neck can they cause a certain amount of damage, but this is completely Not enough to kill a profane Space Marine.

Suddenly, one of the giants covered with metal spikes disappeared in a burst of light, and the flesh and pottery steel were liquefied by the scorching energy smashed into his body.

The Red Corsair Space Marines around him who were preparing to charge immediately ducked behind cover and sent a comm warning to their comrades that the Cadians had concealed weapons - three multi-tube melters.

And the deployment of these meltas is very "insidious", right at the bottom of the parapet, using those bunkers as camouflage, obviously the Cadians are not going to use this to fight mortal infantry, as long as someone destroys those bunkers, they will be prepared immediately The face of the hot molten lake, the space fighters of the Red Pirates did not expect this place, and immediately suffered a big loss, killing five people in one fell swoop.

The tenacity of the Cadians made the Red Pirates angry and helpless. Although the fortress had already been riddled with holes, it was still as difficult as a hedgehog.

At this time, the troops of both sides have been stuck together, and it is impossible to carry out orbital bombing.

"This... this is unacceptable."

Half an hour later, the leader of the Red Pirates who was in charge of the attack lost his patience. He had seen enough, wave after wave of attacks. Although the mortal troops rushed to the wall several times, they were still held back by Cadian. .

The crumbling fortress, like the equally battered Cadian banner, was like a candle in the wind, only needing a breath to extinguish it-but they always missed it.

Even those Chaos Space Marines refused to continue the attack. They didn't want to waste their precious lives on meaningless attacks. For them, it was one thing to be loyal to Huron, and another thing to hate the Empire. It's another thing to die—after all, only the living can vent their anger on the Empire, and no one cares about the wrath of the dead.

As for pride and dignity, they can get it from slaves and captured imperial people. The so-called warrior's glory was almost abandoned when they became red pirates, so they don't feel anything when they choose to retreat in the face of a strong fortress. ashamed.

Worse, their commanders couldn't do anything about them.

So he got angry and decided to do it himself.

At this time, the situation of the Cadian 356th Regiment was not as optimistic as it seemed. Commissar Gregory took advantage of the enemy's delay in attacking to count the casualties, and found that there were less than 2,000 people left in the whole regiment, and they could continue to fight. Including the general lightly wounded, and their ammunition, especially the artillery shells, is basically bottomed out. There are only two Hydras left for heavy weapons, one plasma and one multi-melta, as well as some heavy explosives and mortars gun.

"Haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

Garland Salomon, who had been staying by the correspondent's side, turned around and shook his head when he heard what the political commissar said.

"No news."

The commander had a bandage on his head and a bandage, but the shrapnel that flew by didn't kill him anyway.

At this moment, through the sound of gunfire, they heard curious inquiries from some soldiers.

"What's that?"

The answer came with unnatural fire, embracing the fortress, and Garland Salomon looked up to see tendrils of psionic energy crawling across the roofs, spilling over the battlements, swirling and reeling in blinding vortexes of mystical power. glow.

All felt the unnatural touch, and it was no stranger to the Cadians who guarded the Eye of Terror.

But that didn't mean the Cadians were unaffected, and some soldiers started rolling screaming, while others flinched in terror and fell, rolling down the hard stone steps.

"Don't mess! Don't mess! It's the enemy's witchcraft! Priest! Priest!"

Suddenly ~www.readwn.com~ someone uttered a word, loud enough to ring through the interior of the fortress before the next wave hit.

"Psykers...no, wizards!"

Then, the regiment leader and political commissar came to the heights and saw a glowing figure approaching the fort, with terrifying energy gushing from his hands.

It was a giant, surrounded by a twisting barrier, and colorful streamers hovered around him, releasing maddening malice.

This man, this wizard, was attacking the fort alone.

"Hydra! Target him! Kill him!"

When the Hydra anti-aircraft gun lowered its muzzle and fired at the wizard in the distance, the opponent suddenly disappeared.

The psychic energy that wound the fort also disappeared at this moment.

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