"The enemy is coming from the third line of trenches!"

Just as Marceau led his men to stab the last of the Chaos who was still resisting in the trenches of the second line of defense, the scream of a kitten made him react, poked his head out and glanced at it, confirming that a dense yellow coat was roaring and launching a counter-charge. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Kitten, keep your head down!" the voice from behind her made Marceau immediately lower her head, and then she heard a continuous burst of shooting, and it was the steppe elves who followed! Marceau saw through the mirror taken out of his pocket that between the first trench and the second trench were full of steppe elves and Toby rabbits, these little creatures with muskets were side by side or crouching at the chaos of those yellow coats to shoot, the other party was not to be outdone to return the bullets, the personnel on both sides kept falling, but no one flinched, Marceau subconsciously wanted to roll up the axe, but found that the tail was missing - let alone roll something, even the meaning of the existence of the tail was not much left.

"Prepare for close combat!" Marceau shouted, picking up a shotgun in the trench, replacing the bayonet with the broken bayonet in his hand, and then reloading the shotgun with bullets: "Collect ammunition!" Kneeling beside the kitten who had been killed in battle, Marceau took out a holy water from his chest and poured it into his heart, put away the remaining holy water, and then took the bullet pouch from his waist and took out the remaining ammunition inside and put it into his own ammunition bag.

"Commander, I can still fight. The kitten, covering the wound in the abdomen, said, and Marceau pulled out a revolver from his waist, which was a benefit of the commander, and the kitten handed it upside down to the hands of his kind: "Take it, if chaos appears in front of you, kill it." ”

"No problem, I'm going to kill him. The kitten grinned, then took the special bullet pouch from Marceau's hand.

"Seventy yards! those guys are crazy!" shouted the kitten who was paying attention to the other man's shot.

"If chaos had reason, it wouldn't be called chaos. Marceau said, glancing over, "Prepare for battle! Kill their officers first!" , The soldiers among these guys are completely different from the clothes worn by the commander, and they are very easy to identify, Marceau just confirmed, and found that these chaos in front of him in the Warhammer century are just rebels equal to IG (Imperial Defense Force), although the combat effectiveness is not bad, but compared to SM and CSM (Space Marines and Chaos Warriors), it can only be called cannon fodder, Marceau has examined the corpses, these guys do have traces of being infected by Chaos, but they are still human, just in the late stage of the battle, there were deserters, but they were killed when they turned out of the trenches- Neither the steppe elves nor the Warlords behind them clearly want these cowards alive.

So when the yellow coats were forty yards from the trench, Marceau raised his shotgun, and the chamber of the cartridge came out of the barrel, flew over the short distance, and crashed headlong into the chest of a man in a black uniform and a large cap.

The formation of the Yellow Coats was suddenly disorganized, but they continued to charge, and the lackeys of the Chaos Evil God finally rushed close to the trench, hearing the steppe elves who had been shooting at these Yellow Coats behind them. On the bayonet's roar, Marceau was the first to crawl out of the trench, at close range, the shotgun occupied a dominant position, Marceau swept off the four shotguns in the chamber in one go, swept away a yellow coat, his kittens also climbed out of the trench, with fire overturned a piece of the enemy, before the close battle, more than a dozen greasy spells were thrown into the yellow coat queue, overturning a large area of chaos, and the chaos side of the psionic impact also exploded in the kittens' queue, which was already a little thin because of the continuous battle, and exploded a lot of gaps in the kitten queue。

"Ten yards!" shouted the deputy who had changed several times, in her shrill voice, "for the sake of the best way!"

Marceau stuffed the last shotgun into the chamber, held the fire, and then leaned over the bayonet, stabbed the bayonet in his hand into the abdomen of the opposite Chaos and pinned it to the ground, and at the same time, the released hands brought out two flying axes from behind his waist, the axe in his left hand swung away the stinging spear, and the axe in his right hand slashed heavily on the opponent's waist, throwing the flying axe in his left hand, and solved the chaos that was pressing on him for the same kind next to him, and his right hand pulled out the dagger from the dagger sheath in front of Chaos's chest kneeling in front of him, and stabbed it into its eye socket, the sharp dagger penetrated its skull, turned around and pulled out the bayonet from the chaotic abdomen on the ground, and made up for the guy who was still struggling, then stepped on its head and brought out the gray-stained bayonet, reversed the barrel of the gun, and the butt of the rifle slammed into the abdomen of the opponent who pounced on him, and as he fell to his knees, Marceau struck him in the face with the butt of the gun, and the whole nose was punched into the skull.

Striding forward, the bayonet sank into the neck of the yellow coat that was squeezing the same kind of person, twisted it hard, and the head that had lost the support of the cervical vertebra hung down at an unnatural angle, and there was no time to pull up the same kind, Marceau stuffed a shotgun into the gun, and put fire on several yellow coats that were stabbing the same kind with bayonets, and when they wailed and fell, Marceau stabbed the gun in his hand into the chest of the half-grown boy in front of him at the cost of being cut in the face by the bayonet, who clutched the gun tightly, and Marceau wrung the gun in his hand expressionlessly, until the half-grown boy who was not much taller than himself lost his luster in his eyes, and then kicked him down。

As a dog of chaos, you deserved to die, but as a human being, I feel sorry for you, just because you ...... You can no longer be called human, your soul has been tainted by the Chaos Gods since it was born, just like the Zerg, and even the Extinction Order will not be able to cleanse you of the damage you have done to this multiverse.

Let the same kind of people who are moving against the chaos with bayonets, Marceau stabbed the bayonet into the back of the chaos who was crawling on the ground, and as a result, the life of this pathetic human shape was twisted, and then smashed the chaos who was approaching the eye socket of the same kind with the bayonet with the butt of the gun, with this help blow, the same kind of people who had returned their strength pressed back on Chaos's body, and the bayonet that was approaching his eye socket just now stabbed into the heart of the original owner this time, the cat girl twisted hard, and then raised her head to look at Marceau, and only then did Marceau recognize her:" Asami, why are you here? ”

"The troops broke up, they had been following me all along, but they scattered after fighting, I should be from the 16th Wing, but I asked just now, your area is the 14th Wing, and there are also 17th, 18th and 11th Wing. Asami smiled, and her face was a little distorted: "The kittens are like this, they hit the head, and not many people care where this section is, they just remember to move forward." ”

"It's a good thing, let's go, clear all chaos. After Marceau finished speaking, he turned around and stabbed the bayonet into the thigh of Chaos who wanted to grapple with him, and with a strong stroke, he saw the blood stains on his trouser leg spread rapidly, and the butt of a gun brought down the dying Chaos, Marceau noticed that Asami picked up the shotgun on the ground.

"I'm suddenly starting to understand why you're so fond of Akemi's square ears and pointed ears. Asami said with a smile.

"Why?" asked Marceau, noticing that the people who were chasing Chaos tripped Chaos as they ran past him in a panic, and the two cat girls screamed and put an end to this pathetic twisted life with bayonets.

"The three views are positive, if you can do it, you don't move your mouth, and you can fight. Asami stuck out her tongue when she said this: "I'm a little moved by what I said." ”

Marceau snorted twice, pulled out his one-handed musket, and fired at the chaos who was confronting several steppe elves not far away, this guy swung a scimitar that was impermeable, blocking several stabs, but no matter how fast the knife was, it couldn't stop the bullet, and the bullet drilled into the forehead of the head, shattering most of its skull.

The steppe elf girls turned their heads to notice the kittens, stuck out their tongues in dissatisfaction, and then united to find new prey.

And Marceau turned his head to look at Asami: "What you said, Ella is afraid that she will cry when she hears it." ”

"Don't mention that heartless little ghost. Asami gave Marceau a roll of her eyes a little unhappily, and Marceau smiled bitterly - it seemed that the fateful kitten didn't know how to offend her.

………………

Sayaka picked up the stone at her feet, she lifted it, swung it hard and smashed it on the face of the half-sized child who was pressed under her, the chaos screamed, but it couldn't save Sayaka's mind, the stone rose and fell, and the sharp end cut the scalp of the chaos, chiseled its skull, and finally looked at the chaos under her, who was no longer struggling, and the cat girl who dropped the stone in her hand walked between the corpses.

"What's wrong with you. A surviving fellow of the same kind came over and patted Sayaka on the shoulder, and the cat girl shook her head: "It's okay." ”

"It's okay, if you can't stand it, you can step back, you're still too young, little one, you can't get used to seeing such a scene. The fellow smiled, then beckoned their fellow to move on.

Sayaka walked a few more steps and finally found Apricot, the cat girl lying on the ground, a gun piercing her chest and pinning her to the ground, with a smile on her face, but the smile had frozen.

Why do you want to block this knife for me, this should be the fate I have to face.

Kneeling beside Apricot, Sayaka faced the death of her loved one so intuitively for the first time, even if it was just a world, but when Kyoko blocked this blow for herself, Sayaka's heart ...... I've never felt that lost.

Because I and you are a family, we lost our father when we were young, thanks to the kindness of the Bai family's father, we don't have to be that scattered person, I am older than you, I am a sister, there is no reason to watch you get hurt.

I still remember, when Kyoko broke her leg while protecting Sayaka, that's how she answered, and it's the same now, Sayaka thought of this, and the cat girl who stabbed the murderer picked up a shotgun from her sister's side: "I'm leaving, everyone is advancing, I can't be a deserter." ”

That's right, as a father's daughter, in the dictionary of cats, there is no cowering, no evasion, and the paper is full of courage.