The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Everyone pay attention to see if there are any other leads."

　　 Hartman warned, and squeezed a dirty brown hair from the back of his head under the helmet.

　　 After a few minutes of observation, he found that there was nothing unusual, so he said softly:

　　 "Let's continue walking. If there are really green skins nearby, they would have been directed at us long ago. This kind of low-level trap should have been done a few weeks ago."

　　 Everyone nodded in agreement. Although tired and hungry, no one wanted to stay in this trap-filled area.

　　 So the team began to advance cautiously again, this time Hartman was in the front, Lunent and Epirus were by the side, and Vannis and Glass looked after the rear.

　　 "Where are we, sir?"

　　 Soon after, Epirus began to complain again, and while walking, his eyes kept patrolling the ground to prevent any other leads.

　　 "It stands to reason that we have been so far away from the defense line, so we should meet someone."

　　 "Can't you do something else?"

　　 Lunent interrupted him.

　　 "Save some energy."

　　 Epirus looked at him condemningly, and fell silent in the back.

　　 The mist rising from the ruins turned the air into a faint whiteness, and the road everyone walked was getting steeper and steeper, as if trekking in a mountain stream. .

　　 Suddenly, Hartman quietly stretched out his hand to signal the team to stop and don't move. After waiting for a few minutes, he turned his face and talked softly with everyone.

　　 "The shelter in front of you is beginning to become sparse. Be careful. We may step into the green-skinned camp at any time. Now we can't tell where their range of activities has changed."

　　 They crawled quietly in the forest like ghosts, minimizing the possibility of being discovered.

　　 Suddenly, accompanied by a gunshot, there was an exclamation in the darkness about fifty meters away, followed by Glass's voice.

　　 "Green leather!"

　　 The recruits shouted with uncontrollable fear.

　　 "Disperse!"

　　 Hartman gave an order, and everyone took up their weapons and hid in the bunker, trying to distinguish the green skin from the darkness.

　　 Then, the laser gun fired again, followed by another shot, and then everything fell silent.

　　 Something is moving in the dark, big, quite big.

　　 In the book "Imperial Infantry Advanced Manual", there is a section called "Patrol and Ambush", which describes in detail how to use the bayonet to kill silently.

　　 is also accompanied by illustrations, and Hartman clearly remembers that the screen shows how an Imperial Guard soldier used a bayonet hand to blade green leather.

　　 The green skin in the picture is about 1 meter high, and it has a big belly and is funny.

　　 But now he is pretty sure that the green skin is neither 1.2 meters nor potbelly, nor is it funny.

　　 Green leather is frightening.

　　 Suddenly, Hartman saw something and took up his weapon—the visibility in the dark was only about ten meters, but a fully grown green skin was not difficult to find.

　　 He discovered that it was slowly walking through the ruins, holding a weapon that he thought could be called a homemade heavy logging gun.

The thing is shoddy, it looks like it was welded casually with scrap metal, and what makes Hartman incredible is that the weapon is also sprayed with a shiny red, a huge drum-shaped ammunition box. Even though it was incredible, Hartman had no doubts about the effectiveness of this weapon.

　　 Because in the past few months, more than 3,000 people in their entire regiment were killed and injured by such weapons.

　　 As soon as he raised his gun, Greenskin spotted them.

　　Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh! ! !

　　 Greenskin roared and tried to aim after firing, which gave Hartman a space to bury himself in the filthy mud under his feet to escape.

　　 The sound of the green leather weapon is deafening, and the thing jumps up and down in the rough green hands like a living thing, but as mentioned before, its power is not simple.

Da da da--

　　 The large-caliber bullets pouring frantically from the flaming logging guns whizzed across the team’s head, and smashed the broken walls.

　　 Lunent lay down on the ground to fight back with all his strength, but missed.

　　 Hartman noticed that there was a long laser gun burn mark on Green Leather's left shoulder, which was where Glass had hit before, but it seemed that the injury did not affect its movement in the slightest.

　　 Suddenly, the gunfire stopped.

With an annoyed growl, Greenskin hurriedly concealed and loaded ammunition. Hartman realized that the opponent was also surprised by the encounter, so he immediately got up and ran to the flank and tried to outflank it. Others kept firing. Cover my actions.

　　 Just as Greenskin's terrifying logging gun roared again, Hartman just got into a collapsed iron shed roof. He fired at that position and shot the beast with a violent shot in the back.

　　 There was no protection behind this green skin. The laser burned through its skin, making it very furious, waving the logging gun that was still shooting and spinning around on the spot.

　　 The bullets fluttered all over the sky, and the scared Hartman hurried to the ground.

　　 Green Leather was bent over and roared, seriously injured but still unable to die. Although Hartman knew that Green Leather was really resistant, it was a bit fierce.

　　 Lunent fired again, also incurring a deafening counterattack, and the huge weapon spurted flames.

　　 Suddenly, with a harsh noise, it jammed.

　　 Hartman seized this moment and jumped out of concealment.

　　 "Kill it!"

　　 Everyone focused on it and shot it wildly, smashing it to pieces in one breath.

　　 "Target cleared."

　　 After taking a few breaths, Hartman finally said something, and everyone leaned forward.

　　 "It became quieter."

　　 Hartman just nodded in agreement with Luneng's words.

　　 The green-skinned guns are so loud that they can be heard within three miles, but now they can’t even hear the sound of laser guns.

　　 Everyone took advantage of this moment to replace the laser gun with a new energy cartridge.

　　 "This place is dangerous, we must move it right away."

　　 Wannis stopped suddenly and put a hand on Hartman's arm to stop him.

　　 "Wait, I heard something from over there."

　　 Hartman turned around and heard footsteps, so he immediately raised his gun.

　　咻咻咻!

　　 In the darkness, there were 3 sharp chirps suddenly sounded. Hartman froze for a moment, then immediately responded with a whistle, but only 5 chirps.

　　 "Oh my god, I didn't expect to meet alive people here."

　　 Soon, a group of soldiers walked out of the darkness, about twenty people.

　　 "Which unit are you from?"

　　 "We are from the 537 Infantry Regiment."

　　 The leading legion was taken aback when hearing this number.

　　 "Uh...didn't you die ten days ago?"

　　 Hartman resisted the anger that punched the opponent in the face, and whispered:

　　 "It's almost the same."

　　 The other party also noticed his own remorse~www.readwn.com~ and waved his hand.

　　 "Sorry, brother, I just said casually, how many people do you have left?"

　　 "It's all here."

"Well, it seems that your situation is not good. In the past few days, there have been a lot of troops like yours who have withdrawn. There are hundreds of people and a dozen people who have escaped after the fall. We meet every day on patrols, but they have almost disappeared recently. Maybe you are the last batch. This patrol should be the last time. The number of green skins is increasing."

　　 Hartman immediately heard the mystery in the other party's words.

　　 "Are many positions lost at the same time."

　　 "The entire rust zone is lost, dozens of regiments are stuck in it."

　　 "Why is it so sudden?"

　　 The opponent pointed his finger to the ground.

　　 "The situation in that place is even worse."

　　 Hartman nodded clearly.

　　 "Okay, let's not talk about that much, you just had a fight with Greenskins. It is estimated that reinforcements will be attracted soon, and we will withdraw quickly."

　　 "Is the 39-12 defense okay?"

　　 "It can only be said that it is not that bad, but it is not good."

　　 Then, Hartman and his party left here with the patrol, but the defensive battle of Hades Nest has just entered the darkest moment——