"Well, if nothing else, I'm going to carry out my mission." Eurix said goodbye to me, then turned around and picked a Navy soldier to guide me.

"It's not a difficult task, is it? Don't need my help? I asked.

The old priest waved his hand, "Don't worry, this kind of battle for the control of the spaceship, the main weapon system is not an important strategic position, there will not be too many enemies there." However, the main road from here to the bridge, where the enemy mainly gathers, has also set up summoning circles and teleportation beacons, and summoned a lot of demons and demon engines. This road is no longer passable, so we have to take a small path. ”

No wonder you need a guide, take the central corridor of the battleship to the bridge, even if it's an army like me, it's hard to get lost, it's a big deal to go in the wrong direction and walk back.

The enemy's intelligence that the enemy had received an increase in troops made me slightly worried. Demons are much more difficult to deal with than heretics and Chaos Space Marines, but after all, they can still be drowned out with a sufficient amount of individual firepower, and the real horror is the Demon Engine, this steel monster is not so much a vehicle corrupted by Chaos, but more a gigantic demon with vehicle armor, on the one hand, it has a heavy defense at the level of a tank, and on the other hand, it is not like a regular vehicle that can cause paralysis by destroying a few hubs, which is much more powerful than a tank of the same weight. Most of the soldiers on this ship are still equipped with weapons suitable for close combat in the corridors of the cabins, and although they are supported by some heavy weapons, they can't pose much of a threat to the demon engine with the automatic cannons and a smaller number of individual laser cannons.

However, due to the large size of the demon engine, it is obvious that the demon engine can only fight in a wide area like the central corridor, and the narrower corridors cannot be entered at all, so it cannot be used in the battle for remote locations. However, they are important enough to be used to threaten Cambridge and need to be taken out first.

After checking the inventory, I found that there were quite a few individual heavy weapons against vehicles in my bag, and there were quite a few hot-melt bombs, which were estimated to be no problem against a tank company. So I went back and asked the wolves for advice.

Ever since the end of the battle—or, then, even in the midst of the battle, it was clear that a mere bloodletter didn't deserve much attention from the wolf's rune priests—Flheim had been in a state of wandering, a pair of eyes that would have glowed with essence had lost focus, as if looking through the fog into an invisible place. And, rarely, the two gun-wielding fighters have been silent.

Hearing my question, the heavily armored giant psyker woke up from his trances and said, "Fight? Of course, what do you want us wolves to do if we don't fight? There is no place for us on the bridge. We don't know how to fly a spaceship. ”

There were no more objections, and we decided to go through the main road. Only the little nun apparently went to the bridge to meet the inquisitor first, but unfortunately no one would take her opinion seriously.

Unable to convince us, Eurix had to say goodbye and continue his mission. Before leaving, he blessed us all in the name of the emperor, but did not give the wolves an extra look. It was the crew behind him, each with their own etiquette, who saluted the warriors from the legendary warband.

Well, the Space Wolves believe in their own ancient gods and don't worship the emperor as a god, so the State Church has always treated the Wolves as a heretic. Even a low-ranking priest like Eurix didn't give a good face to the wild wolves who came to help—perhaps in his opinion, it was already a great patience not to turn his face on the spot.

The central corridor was wide and tall enough to accommodate large vehicles, but it wasn't a straight road, and there were many gates along the way, and most of them had been destroyed by the fact that most of them had been destroyed, and I could tell which ones were scorching melting, which were cut and torn by sharp weapons, and which were due to brute force impact. Obviously, the opponents we are about to face will be extremely destructive, and there will be many ways to do so.

It's just that, along the way, we didn't encounter any enemies that could be called dangerous, only a huge number of pagan soldiers and a small number of Chaos Space Marines. These goods are completely vulnerable under our swift raids. Their morale was very problematic, they didn't have much of the heavy firepower we expected, and their positions were a little scattered to concentrate their elite against us. Often, after taking out the Chaos Space Marines who led the team, the heretics dispersed in a hurry. So along the way, there were many firefights, but there were very few enemies who were actually killed.

I like this kind of scumbag opponent - maybe they are not really scum, but they are relatively scummy in front of the wolves - and the ability to win easily is something that every mentally healthy guard soldier yearns for. However, unlike mortals like me, wild wolves enjoy not only victory, but also the pleasure of the battle itself, and the almost one-sided battle is what they like.

"Brother Priest, are you sure we're not going down the wrong path? How do I feel like the enemy is getting weaker? Gray Hunt, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help but complain.

Tooth replied, "It's okay to make a mistake, I still prefer this place to go to the bridge to meet those pesky Inquisitors, even if the opponent is not very good." ”

The rune priest who walked at the back of the line sighed, his gaze fell from the top wall, and said leisurely, "Moreover, we will soon have a strong opponent." ”

As we once again stepped through a hole in the floodgates, we were faced with a bloody and tragic battlefield. The bodies of more than thirty loyal soldiers, many of them armored stormtroopers and battle nuns, were abandoned here, and a silver-white painted rhinoceros armored vehicle, a modification of the nun called the Sacrificer, flipped on its side in a corner of the hallway. Farther away, there was a Terminator.

Ashwarya, who was walking behind me, screamed, and seemed to see her friend among the dead. However, she did not show any further panic, and instead began to recite the prayer that cursed the enemy.

I keep an eye on the battlefield. The rhinoceros seemed to have been crushed and deformed by the extremely heavy force, and there were traces of sharp claws on the body, which completely penetrated the hull armor. The floors and walls of the hallway were filled with fist-sized craters, not the marks of kinetic shocks or explosions, but rather the result of corrosion. It's a scar I'm familiar with, and the flames fired by the Dreadnosaur can leave similar holes in steel. As for the Terminator, it is more familiar, not long ago Eddie captured him with a powerful psychic spell, transforming him into a power that we can use. But his body, once indestructible to my eyes, was now lying motionless on the ground, a shocking wound that nearly cut him in half. His powered warhammer and shield were left not far away, silently no longer glowing.

"Wow, looks like they've got a great little guy, maybe a big one bigger than our intrepid elder." Greyhunter exclaimed, pretending to be surprised.

Tooth added, "And he's a crazy guy who can even trample his own people to death." ”

The wolves didn't see the scene where Eddie controlled the enemy, and could only tell from the paint that the Terminator was the enemy.

The terrifying power that even the rhinoceros chariot can hammer down is obviously beyond the scope of flesh and blood, and if it is not psionic energy, then the demon engine mentioned earlier should not be far away.

I pulled out a laser cannon, replaced the heavy bolt in Fang's hand, and gave Greyhunter and the nun two hot melt bombs each. As for myself, I put away my thin twin swords and picked up the warhammer and shield next to the corpse of the Terminator.

Plugging in the battery pack, Mjolnir and Storm Shield shine again, and the crackling powerfield turns them into an indestructible deadly weapon and a reliable defensive bulwark.

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