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"Knock knock ~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The dull sound of explosive guns echoed through the halls of the church, and strange pink creatures appeared in the speculum of the Space Marines in the flames of the guns.

The pink monsters, with their stubby torsos with many arms, did not have any such heads, but the sons of Ruth could see a smiling face on his chest. The face will suddenly disappear, but then the face will appear on their backs, in their palms, or in other unexpected places

Powerful blast bullets were fired at them, inflicting countless huge penetrating wounds, and the sharp-eyed Sergeant Cyril could even see the scene behind the wounds.

However, this was of no help to those weird Chaos Demons, and after a while, those seemingly serious injuries healed on their own, and they couldn't see what kind of damage they had done to the demons at all.

The demons swirled, they ran, they grinned, they shouted with their characteristic cacophony buzzing, they danced their eerie pink limbs and leaped across the battlefield, and colorful fireballs slammed down on the Space Marines' positions.

Faced with the attack coming at him, the fearless Cyril Sergeant also had to roll to dodge the fireball fired by the demon.

"Boom ~~~~~~~~"

A bunch of fireballs smashed into the clutter bunker where Sergeant Cyril had been hiding, and the flames of the explosion engulfed the bunker, causing a psionic shockwave that even caught up with the tumbling Sergeant Cyril, hitting him hard and throwing him far away.

"Knock ~~~~~~~~"

The non-commissioned officer Cyril, who had fallen on the wall, felt a puff of breath and a stream of blood rushed up his throat.

"Be careful, it's Tzeentch's Pink Dread, Sergeant Cyril, and ordinary bolt bullets don't do much for them!!"

Heimerdinger, standing behind an automatic turret, shouted.

This tarantula turret was a tool of war assembled by Master Heimerdinger using the machine soul and some scattered mechanical parts that he carried with him, and the explosive bullets from the muzzle of the double-barreled gun on it tore apart the armor of the Chaos Space Marines, suppressing the attacks of all the Chaos heretics in the church hall, and even the power of the most violent tornado that Sergeant Cyril had ever seen could not compare.

However, now that the automatic turret is no longer functional, the blast storm that spews out can't kill those weird pink dreads, and even if the explosive arrow bullets tear them in two, the broken limb will turn into another kind of demon, the blue dread.

Unlike the pink phobie, which is always elated, the blue demon usually has a straight face and is depressed.

With mournful faces, they threw blue psionic orbs with a cry and flew towards the Space Marines' position.

"Bang Bang Bang ~~~~~~~"

This time, Sergeant Cyril, who had already been prepared, did not flee in embarrassment, but raised the Sky Shadow Bomber in his hand, swept away the bullets in his magazine, and exploded in mid-air on this pile of slow-spit fireballs, and the brilliant flames exploded in the air, illuminating the battlefield in the church hall.

"Shoot! Brothers, blow them back with grenades!! ”

Sergeant Cyril shouted, and then he took the lead in standing up, staring at the laser rays from the infidels hiding in the distance, pulling out the tab, and throwing a swarthy high-explosive grenade.

When the other nine Space Marines heard the order, they all threw out a grenade and threw it around the pink and blue dreads.

"Boom, boom, boom~~~~~~~~~"

The grenade's explosion had a clear effect, and some of the pink and blue dreads were shattered and did not regroup, and the remaining bodies turned into a pile of sparks and disappeared into thin air.

Sergeant Cyril was overjoyed, and when he saw that the grenade could deal with the Pink Dread, he turned his head and wanted to beckon his brothers to come again, but Heimerdinger stopped him in a loud voice.

"Stop throwing grenades, save ammo! We don't know how long we will hold out. ”

"However, without grenades, we simply can't effectively stop the demons from advancing!! Look at their disgusting appearance, melee combat may not be able to solve them!? ”

Heimerdinger didn't bother to argue, he fumbled around his body for a while, pulled out a metal box engraved with runes, and threw it over.

Sergeant Cyril caught it and looked at Heimerdinger in bewilderment.

Heimerdinger explained.

"It contains fifty rounds of psionic blast bullets, and one shot can kill a low-level demon and a Chaos psionic."

Sergeant Cyril hurriedly opened the box, and suddenly five rows of explosive bullets rippling with psionic light appeared in front of Sergeant Cyril's eyes.

He quickly unloaded the clip of the blaster, then pulled down the unslot, shoved a psionic bullet into it, and pushed the chamber of the gun.

Sergeant Cyril then aimed his blaster at the fastest crawling demon, a chaotic fireball on its arm that was gathering in size and was about to finish.

"Smack~~~~~~~~~~

A gunshot rang out, and a bolt with a blue track shot shot from the Cyril Sergeant's blaster, striking the demon with precision.

"Whoa~~~~~~~~~~

There was an unprecedented scream, and milky white flames burned from the pink dread, and it struggled in it, but it couldn't stop the flames from burning it into a pile of ashes in a minute.

There was even a blue dreadful that was struck by its struggling limbs as it passed by, and then the blue flames spread over, followed by another demonic scream, and after a minute passed, the blue dreador burned into a pile of ashes.

"Good stuff!! Master Heimerdinger, why didn't such a useful bullet come out earlier. ”

Sergeant Cyril's eyes lit up as he looked at the box of bullets in his hand, and he immediately took out an empty magazine and reloaded it with psionic bullets, and Heimerdinger reminded him leisurely at this time.

"Use it sparingly, those psionic bullets are very precious, I don't have a single psionic bullet on my body now, if we want to replenish it, we must return to the Storm alive and apply to the regimental commander!"

"Bang Bang Bang ~~~~~~~~~~~"

As a barrage of gunshots rang out, a dozen of the largest and strongest pink dreadnoads were first hit by psionic bullets, and milky flames symbolizing the Bible burned on them.

After destroying the dozen or so of the most powerful demons, the remaining Tzeentch demons could no longer make any waves, and soon the attack was once again repelled by Sergeant Cyril and his brothers. (To be continued.) )