According to common sense, in order to rationally allocate insufficient manpower and armament resources, and truly make the best use of what is available, whether it is in the Imperial Defense Force or the Space Marines, everyone tries to allocate weapons according to the specialties of the soldiers. It is a common practice to give swords, armor, grenades, and hot guns to soldiers who are good at assault melee combat, and let good marksmen handle heavy weapons. The result of this is that there are many advantages, which can maximize everyone's expertise and the combat effectiveness of each weapon, and the disadvantages are also obvious, which will lead to the weakness of some combat units, which is especially obvious when the troops are in chaos and disjointed, such as heavy weapon shooters are often slaughtered by enemy assault melee units if they are not properly protected, and the assault will be helpless in the face of enemy suppressive fire when they lose fire support.

For example, now, when three bloodletters surround three Space Marines from three sides, if it were a regular Space Marine, one of the bloodletters could quickly take out the heavy weapons shooter as I did just now, and then join forces with his companions to flank the tactical squad soldier who can both near and far, and then the three of them will besiege the remaining warrior with a heavy melee weapon in both hands, and finally turn back to me, so that the battle can be easily won with almost no loss. As for the little nun, her combat power is almost negligible in front of the bloodletter.

However, at this time, the demons are facing space wolves.

As I expected, the two bloodletters took attack positions but only threatened to contain them, and only the bloodletter in front of Fangs launched a real attack. But the difference is that, despite being a heavy-armed marksman, Fangs is not a soft persimmon in melee like a normal Space Marine.

The veteran, who had served for more than 300 years, did not use his bulky gun to stop the enemy's attack, he let go of the gun, let it hang from his waist in chains, and howled and charged at his opponent. In the next instant, the veteran dodged the sword that slashed at the face, and slammed the demon's body with its heavy and towering shoulder armor, knocking it backwards. Fangs continued to pursue without hesitation, grabbing the opponent's sword-holding arm with both hands and throwing it over the shoulder, then raising his foot and trampling it down fiercely, the steel boots as thick as stone pillars shook the ground like a heavy war hammer, and trampled the demon's body that was a few points taller than him into a cloud of dark red sauce that flew in all directions, like stepping on a maggot, and the demon's arm in his hand was twisted and broken and torn apart.

Fierce, furious, indomitable domineering, unparalleled brute force and unstoppable arrogance, the wolf veteran who was not equipped with a melee weapon could truly tear apart a strong demon with his bare hands in less than a second, and this demon specializing in melee combat seemed to have no power to fight back in front of him. This is the legendary Space Wolf, a warrior known throughout the empire for his melee combat. It is rumored that each of their new recruits serves as melee assault soldiers, and only the calmest and most self-controlled members of them will be selected as heavy-weapon shooters to become fangs. The entire Space Wolf Wargroup has no weakness in terms of fighting.

Seeing the demonic flame on the sword held in the stump in his hand extinguish and dimmed, Fangs spat disdainfully and tossed it aside. Beside him, the Rune Priest had already used his long-handled double-edged battle axe to slash the bloodletter in front of him in two with a powerful slash, countless runes on the battle axe shone brightly, releasing blazing thunder that turned the demon's body into ashes.

Only the battle on Greyhunter's side dragged on a little longer. Demons appear to be humanoid creatures, but they don't have the weaknesses of humans, and even injuries such as decapitation and heart piercing are not fatal to them. Grey Hunt moved nimbly to dodge, leaving wounds on enemies with his blaster and chainsaw, but was never able to deliver a truly lethal blow.

By the time the Chaos Space Marines were shot, the infidels had largely run out, and the wolves had their own opponents and didn't bother to waste bullets on them, only Aishwarya chased down two with her power greatsword. But because the jetpack was broken and her new weapons weren't easy to use, she couldn't keep up with the enemies who were fleeing for their lives. Turning back and seeing that the two wolves had cleanly dealt with their opponents, leaving only Grey Hunter still fighting, he quietly approached from the flanks, stood out of the bloodletter's field of vision, and stabbed the demon with a sword. Plunge the broad blade deep into the demon's lower back. Battered by this, the demon could no longer stand up to a raging wolf warrior, and within moments it was torn to shreds by a roaring chainsaw.

"Wow, does the dignified wolf actually need a mortal little girl to help him win? You should be able to do it yourself. Tooth quipped with a smile.

Grey Hunt looked a little ashamed, and it was rare that there was no quarrel. Aishwarya said, "If my actions are an offense to you, then I apologize. But I don't think this is the time to enjoy the fight. ”

"Fighting at any time is a pleasure, but victory is more important, and for that we never refuse to besiege. So, kid, you're doing well. Velheim praised the nun, then looked around, "So, where are we now?" ”

"It's one of the main corridors of the Redemption of Heresy, and it looks like it leads to the bridge." I'm familiar with the environment, but it's hard to judge the exact location, and if I really had to walk on my own, I would definitely get lost. I need to connect my personal mech system to the main logic engine here, and then download a detailed map, and before that authentication was cumbersome, after all, I didn't belong here, and I had much less authority to participate in the war as an ally than their own people, and a lot of information could not be shared. As for the wolves, they were even more troublesome, and because of that they didn't put on their helmets even if two of them had them.

But the communicator function on the machine soul system is still useful after all. I hooked on the bridge channel, "Sylvia, Add, are you there?" We're here. ”

Soon Eddie replied, "Yes, I sense your movements. It's not you, who's new? ”

"We now have a squad of Space Wolves reinforcements. And their warships soon arrived. I reported the good news and asked, "Where's Sylvia?" ”

It's been a long time since I've heard the captain's girl's voice, and I feel a little unsure. We had developed a deep understanding with her when we flew small planes to attack enemy ships, and she seemed to me more reliable than my two old friends who had become Inquisitors.

"She's fine, don't worry. A group of men is going to your side, and they will find someone to lead you to the bridge. ”

As if to test Add's words, a dense burst of gunfire rang out from the fork in the hallway, the roar of shotguns and heavy bolts mixed with the slight sound of laser guns. Then some of the heretics who had just fled from our side fled back from there with a cry and wail, but soon a dense hail of bullets caught up and knocked them to the ground.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!" When there were no more infidels, an old voice familiar to me sounded in the fork in the road, and the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. It seems that they have gotten the word that we are here.

"Don't fire, it's your own people." At the same time, I also reminded the two wild wolves with guns on guard.

With dense and messy footsteps, a group of soldiers left the fork in the road and appeared in front of us. The first one was gray-haired, the spacesuit covered with the black robes of the clergyman, the heavy imperial canon hung from the chain around his waist, and a heavy bloodstained scepter in his hand. Behind him were a mix of costumes, including Avi's Stormtroopers in carapace armor, spacesuit-wearing crew members from the Melvid Picker, heretical Redemption itself's crew wearing only naval uniforms, and a few mechanical priests and mechanical slaves. The team looks like they've been through quite a few battles and their morale is high.

"You're finally back." Eurix walked up to me and made the Aquila salute with his hands on his chest.

"What happened?" I raised my hand in return, feeling a little embarrassed. Although the old clergy have always been under my command, in fact, the personnel assigned by the state church to the military are similar to the political commissars, and they are by default to the rank of senior officer.

He seemed to be in a hurry, as if there was something very important that I had to solve.

"An hour ago, Captain Gremion ordered me to lead my team to occupy the main gun compartment and restore the power supply to the main gun. Now we are very close to the goal. We will assign someone to take you to the bridge. ”

Hey, you have to use the main gun...... This order was given during the artillery battle, right? Has it been an hour? Could it be that the seemingly short moment we had just spent in subspace had already passed an hour in reality?

And what he meant by his words was ......

"In this hour, the captain didn't give more orders?" I asked.

"That was the captain's last order. Then, the ship's battle commander was replaced by the heretic's own captain, Colonel Lem. The old priest replied.

I couldn't help but frown.

Changing generals in battle, a big taboo......

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