Chapter 258 Under the Battle of a Man

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Graves lay down in place and rested for a while, and after feeling that his injuries were better, he struggled to get up from the ground, limping and dragging a lame leg out, and the blood dripping down left a zigzag blood path behind Graves.

As he walked, the sharp pain from the wound pierced Graves' nerves, causing him to feel that something was wrong.

Graves looked down at his injuries, blood still flowing, and the hemostatic spray from the Power Armor was completely ineffective.

"It doesn't make sense, these injuries should have healed a long time ago, why are they still bleeding."

Graves muttered to himself, struggling to pick up his shattered blaster shotgun, then leaning against the bloody wall, his head down and his fingers clasped on the power armor, a hole the size of a man's fist.

As Graves' fingers dug in, a foul black blood flowed down from the wound, and then Graves' fingers that reached into the wound felt a foreign object, he pinched it hard, and pulled it out.

"Tearing ~~~~~~~~"

A thick stream of black blood spurted out of the wound, and Graves didn't care about it at this point, his palm raised in front of him, and his fingers pinched a swarthy exploding bullet with tiny profane runes carved into it.

"I see!"

It dawned on Graves that it was the warhead with curses and blasphemy attached to it, and it was these Chaos specialties that prevented the astonishing healing power of the Space Marines and kept Graves weak.

And the original ability of muscle and power armor to repel foreign objects on their own no longer works in these blasphemy and curses, only after Graves digs out the warhead himself, the wounds on his body and the power armor breach cannot heal and repair on their own.

After understanding the reason for everything, Graves was not ready to dig up the warhead by himself, because it was unrealistic, he knew how many warheads he had on his body, in the midst of the charge, those Chaos Space Marines were not welcome, the explosive warhead that entered his body could not only fill a magazine, but the remaining Chaos psionic energy on the warhead was still corroding his body.

In addition to the large number of these explosive bullets, some of them also penetrated the defense of the muscles and stuck directly on the bones, and it was impossible for Graves to dig them out with his fingers without professional tools.

Dragging his broken body like this, Graves picked up the brawler on the ground, wiped the brains and blood from it, and then plunged it back into his waist, and then he leaned against the wall and walked outside.

As for why Graves didn't pick up the blaster and chainsaw sword on the ground to use!?

First of all, these weapons are used by the Chaos Space Marines themselves, and they generally have a genetic binding program on them, and without the unlocking of the mechanical non-commissioned officer, Graves, as an enemy, cannot use them anyway, and those weapons have been polluted by Chaos psionic energy, and before they are purified, Graves cannot use these weapons, otherwise it will easily lead to depravity.

Graves limped across the ground. It took a moment for the corpses of these Chaos Space Marines, who had been killed by themselves and lying on the ground, to reach the exit of the corridor.

As soon as he walked out, Graves looked up and saw the night watch soldiers lying on the ground in the original hall, and even the space marines saw three people lying on the ground, and several mortal doctors were scrambling to heal, but the remaining seven star marines were nowhere to be seen.

Seeing such a scene, Graves was shocked - could it be that all the other Space Marines were killed?

Thinking of this, Graves raised his hand to a Night's Watch physician who was running towards him, and asked loudly.

"What's going on, how can your casualties be so large, and what about the rest of my men?"

The Night's Watch physician ran up and answered as he ran to Graves.

"Sir, after you left just now, a Chaos Warlock appeared in the enemy position, and the other Commanders stepped forward to fight with him, and then the Commanders left three seriously injured Commanders to ask us to take care of them, and then chased the fleeing Chaos Warlock and left the battlefield, not knowing where to go.

Sir, your wound is still bleeding, let me bandage it. ”

He was just about to bandage it, but he found that he didn't know what to do, ordinary medical bandages couldn't be covered at all, and the medical kit he was carrying didn't work against the Space Marines, and the needles on it were not of the right type, and they couldn't pierce the skin and muscles of the warband commander at all.

Seeing the Night's Watch doctor's plight, Graves muttered.

"There is a curse on the wound, you can only surgically remove the warhead, you don't have to waste your mind, you go to the pharmacist now and let him deal with it!"

With that, the Night's Watch physician reacted, and he turned and quickly ran off into the distance, while the two Night's Watch soldiers automatically followed, in case he encountered a residual pagan attack during the mission.

Graves coughed and walked to the rear of the Night's Watch troops, and in the process of walking, several Night's Watchmen saw Graves' tragic appearance and automatically ran up to help Graves, but the heavy Graves were not something they could bear, so Graves refused their kindness.

When Graves walked over to an alloy ammo box and sat down, seven Space Marines were walking out of the corridor where Graves was fighting, and they were thrilled to see Graves.

The captain of the team quickly ran in front of Graves, he still had blood on his body that had not yet coagulated, both enemies and his own.

"Company commander, I'm sorry! The enemy has just arrived with a thaumaturgist who has killed three of our brothers and our brothers of the Night's Watch with fear and fireballs. Then, after I took him with my brothers, I left the battlefield to support you, but when we came to your battlefield, we did not find you, until we were informed by our brother of the Night's Watch, that we found out that you had returned, Company Commander.

But company commander, what are your injuries!? ”

Graves waved his hand.

"You can't die, it's the warhead with curses and blasphemy that prevents the wound from healing! What about the casualties of our brothers! ”

"Report! In the third company, the first squad seriously injured five people, one of the brothers had a broken thigh and needed to be replaced with a mechanical prosthetic, two brothers had their arms shattered, and two brothers were moderately injured, which slightly affected their combat effectiveness. ”

"In other words, your squad has now lost seven-tenths of its combat effectiveness!?"

Graves was very emotional, he didn't expect his troops to suffer such heavy losses in a while, and even himself was seriously injured in the blink of an eye.

"Forget it, order the remaining three brothers to cooperate with the Night's Watch and other mortal troops to be stationed here, and never allow any enemy to pass through here, I will use the communicator to find out about the situation of the other extermination troops."

With that, Graves leaned on top of an alloy ammo box to relieve the fatigue caused by the loss of a lot of blood on his body, and then picked up the communicator and dialed the communicators of the other brothers.

In the communication, Graves learned that it was not only the Graves squad that was attacked, but also the other three advancing Space Marine squads, and even the Wolf Guard team, which was playing soy sauce in the back and cleaning up the heathen in the corner.

But their situation is not bad, after all, no one is as unlucky as Graves. It just so happened that before he could replenish his ammunition, he encountered an ambush, causing Graves to be unable to release all of his lethal skills, and was forced to enter the melee combat that he was not good at.

Then, in desperation, Graves faced the enemy in the narrow corridor with a depleted shotgun and an eight-round explosive pistol, and finally turned the tables with a high-explosive grenade and a brawling knife under the bruises.

This miserable situation, this is definitely a stain on Graves' life of being ridiculed by other followers. (To be continued.) )