Despite Kuskrart's efforts to keep his tone of voice light, the atmosphere in the survivor squad was heavy.

The medics had already been killed when the ruins were besieged, and the medicines and bandages had long since been depleted. The food was almost gone, and when everyone was resting just now, they were only given a small half of a biscuit. Although he might not be able to feed even a mouse, Kuskrat still forces himself to turn his mind away from the aspect of food, not to think about the sumptuous feasts that appear in his fantasies. The stomach was very sour and painful when hungry. However, such a small piece of biscuit is enough to last two meals.

In contrast, it was the ammunition problem that really made Kuskrat despair.

The ape Glimov died. When the people ran into the ruins and found a place to hide, the burly and tall ape collapsed with a bang. It was only then that everyone realized that the ape-man had been hit by at least a dozen bullets, and the broken ribs had pierced out of the chest, and even the intestines were flowing out. In the last moments of his life, the ape Glimov kept repeating the word "emperor" in his blood-soaked mouth. These were probably the only two human syllables he could grasp other than his own name.

When Kuskrat grabbed the ape-man's hand and tried to say something comforting, Gemoff uttered something that shocked him.

"We ...... Emperor, bless us? ”

Isn't it true that apes don't have a sense of independent thinking?

Aren't they a barbaric creature that has degraded to the extreme, completely deprived of the ability to sapient?

Gemov actually knows about the emperor? Know us?

Kuskrat only remembered a sharp ache in his nostrils, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only close his eyes and nod his head hard and heavily.

After shouting out that question with all his strength, the ape-man died.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and Kuskrat stared blankly at the splash caused by the rain falling to the ground, silently praying to the emperor.

He really didn't know what else he could do but pray.

Gemoff's dying expression made each survivor have extremely subtle associations. Even the Mechanical Priest, a half-human, half-mechanical synthetic life creature with the ability to express himself in simple language, has an extremely mysterious glimmer in his electronic eyes.

Suddenly, Corporal Chinook, who was in charge of the sentry, issued a quick and slight warning: "Don't speak, those Chaos Warriors, they're coming, just outside." ”

It was a small, abandoned three-story building, and Kuskrat tiptoed to the window, peering nervously through the cracks in the crumbling window frames at the rock-strewn street below.

A team of heavily armed Chaos warriors is approaching from a distance. There are eleven people in total, which is equivalent to the size of a patrol squad. If it were in its heyday, Kuskrat would not have been afraid of these guys at all. But now, he had no weapons other than a chainsaw sword.

The Sergeant Major didn't alert the Chaos Warriors who were searching everywhere, and he returned to the hiding spot with the same light movements. The situation was much worse than expected, and the battle that landed before had obviously caused Yan zhòng losses to the Chaos Legion. Although it was unclear what he had achieved, Kuskrat knew that a few survivors would not be enough for the Chaos Legion to put on such a well-guarded battle. And, incomparably angry.

Corporal Chinook asked softly, "Sir, what should we do now?" ”

"There's no hiding here. Those guys have smart noses and might be able to smell us at any time. ”

Kuskrat made a split second decision: "We're going to get out of here now, before they find out." ”

Private Amphor has regained most of his consciousness, but his body is still not very flexible: "Where do we go from?" Just go out and you'll be discovered by them. ”

Kuskrat frowned and said, "The first floor of this room should be connected to the sewers. This is our last chance. ”

Corporal Chinook had a look of surprise on his face: "Sewers? Sir, you've been to this place before? ”

"Nope."

"And how do you know there's a sewer pipe?"

Kuskrat stroked his nose vigorously and said unusually sternly, "Haven't you seen the movie?" The bravest warriors are all out of the sewers. There is always a sewer entrance next to the hero who is cornered. All you have to do is find it and lift the manhole cover with all your might. ”

……

Hope can never be directly proportional to reality. As a result of the search, the legendary underground pipe entrance was not found. By chance, Chinook discovers a door that is hidden behind the building. The survivors ran out like this, and the group cautiously walked through the abandoned alleys.

Kuskrat hopes to use the cover of the ruins of the building to successfully escape from under the noses of the Chaos Legion. Holding the chainsaw sword, he didn't press the engine switch, and walked at the front of the line.

The Chaos Legion is not so easy to throw off. The patrol was still coming and going, not just the people from before, but many more, slowly gathering from other directions. Kuskrat didn't know if he had leaked the target? Or do the Chaos Warriors have some kind of special technology for detection? The sound of their heavy footsteps was getting louder and closer, and they had even come to the front of the small building, which was only less than twenty meters away.

Private Anfuel leaned his back against the wall, his whole heart fully acquainted, and he kept moaning: "They will find us, we won't be hidden here for long, and we can see our shadow if you turn a corner." We, we're finished. ”

"Shut up!"

Kuskrart stared at Anfull fiercely, and with a fierce gaze, forced the talkative guy to shrink back the second half of his words. Kuskrat felt nothing but fear, nervousness that made his brain completely active. Stimulation, no, it should be fear, is setting off waves of turmoil inside his chest. They could only circle the small building, going back and forth with the trackers. The dark night was very helpful for this kind of escape activity, but the balance of strength between the two sides was there, no matter how long it took, they still couldn't completely get rid of the Chaos Legion, and the distance became closer and closer.

Kuskrat has been secretly praying: if he can leave this damn space realm alive, Lao Tzu must apply for a vacation, go to Sunny Beach to find dozens of women, and completely relax.

The premise is that you can live to that time.

"Sir?"

Suddenly, Corporal Chinook leaned over and said in a slight voice, "There's a building vent down here." The iron fence at the door is broken, maybe we can go in and hide? ”

Kuskrat could already feel the Chaos Warriors on the back of the wall turning around and slowly walking towards here.

"Good, everybody in, quick!"

There is no better option. Kuskrat tried not to tremble in his voice, and appeared calm and calm. This is also a must-have for a commander.

Kuskrat was the last to get into the vent, then pulled up the crooked iron bars to close the entrance, making it look nothing special, or rather like it didn't look like someone could get into.

After a few seconds, a heavy voice approached. There were so many of them, and then, a dark shadow covered the vents. The source of the light was a gun with a close-range spotlight in the hands of the Chaos Warriors, and these shadows were numerous and chaotic, and they were a large black oppression. Kuskrat was so nervous that he didn't dare to move. Behind him, the others were also holding their breath. Through the fence, figures in heavy military boots could be seen alternating back and forth, stepping on the ground so hard that the splash of muddy water splashed onto Kuskrart's body and face, and he still did not react, as if it were just a humanoid sculpture frozen there.

Instead of leaving, as hoped, the Chaos warriors outside walked around the vents. There seems to be something here that interests them. But as of now, there should be no sign of this survivor squad.

Kuskrat turned slowly, just in time to see Private Amphor open his mouth. The previous shot may have broken Anfuer's brain. However, this guy's basic logical thinking ability is at least still there, and it is not completely occupied by panic and chaos. He opened his mouth, but only opened it, and did not make the sound that Kuskrat had imagined. However, the sergeant major could tell what Anfuel was trying to convey by the guò lip shape.

He was praying: "Emperor above, please bless your devotees, your servants." ”

Miracles often occur when people are not aware of it, or when they are desperate. As Ampul prayed, the Chaos Warriors outside the vent stopped, and the oversized boots stood just outside the fence, the tips of which were less than thirty centimeters from Kuskrat's nostrils. Then the owner of the boots began to bend down, crouched down, and then began to run, with a lot of footsteps, mixed with the sound of gunfire. Just as Kuskrat was thinking about what was going on? As it happened, he heard a muffled "plop" and saw a heavy body fall to the ground. It was a Chaos Warrior, his head tilted to the side of the vent, a hole the size of a wine glass in his cheek, and his muscles and bones were blown apart.

All the Chaos warriors quickly left in a matter of seconds, and the shouts around them suddenly rang out. God knows exactly what happened to them, but it was good news for the survivors hiding in the vents.

Kuskrat suppressed his excitement and nervousness, and remained still. Until more than ten minutes later, there was no movement outside except for the sound of rain falling.

Corporal Chinook broke the silence tremblingly: "They, are they gone?" ”

"I don't know, maybe yes."

Kusklat swallowed hard. His throat was so dry that his heart was pouring out of his throat with the tension. It took nearly two minutes for him to come to his senses, gently remove the iron fence, and carefully poke his head out to look out. Nothing but the corpse of the Chaos Warrior and the muddy ground around it, which had been trampled on and littered with boot prints.

What exactly did those Chaos Warriors encounter?

Where did the gunshots come from?

Isn't it our people?

Many questions swirled around Kuskrat's mind, and he could not concentrate, so he could only pick up the gun, then the ammunition and backpack from the corpse of the Chaos Warrior with mechanical movements.

Things didn't go for the worst. At least, we now have weapons again, as well as ammunition and food. If you're lucky, you might even find something like a first-aid kit in your backpack.

Just as Kuskrat was looking around and surveying the terrain, Corporal Chinook poked his head out of the vent and shouted, "Sir, there's another way down here. ”

"Road?"

Kuskrat bent down and asked suspiciously, "What way?" ”

"I don't know."

Chinook shook his head, "That ape-man Hamorer is too big, and Anfuel's kid was squeezed out of the other vent by him. After falling, Anfull discovers that there is another underground corridor, but he doesn't know where it leads. ”

This is indeed good news. Kuskrat felt as if his doom had come to an end, and there were chaos warriors everywhere outside, and the ghost knew why they had just left. Just go out and meet those guys again with a good chance. Since there is a corridor leading to the underground, which Anfuel has accidentally discovered, it seems to indicate that the Emperor is indeed protecting us, and he is silently watching this place with an extremely mysterious power, through the realm of space.

"Yay! We'll go from there, move fast! ”

……

It is an extremely spacious corridor. Anfuel's fall was a complete accident. Directly above the hallway was a ventilation duct, where the metal spokes had been corroded, and the ape-man Hamore's strength was so strong that the obstruction shattered, and it was not until he fell that Anfuel suddenly realized that he might have found his way home by accident.

They saw the special insignia of the "Ultramarine" regiment on the walls of the corridor.

"It's the Twenty-One Combat Team."

Kuskrat stepped forward and carefully examined the emblem on the wall, his expression full of doubt: "Team Twenty-One is not stationed in this space field. When exactly did they come in? And, too, such a large piece of land was built? ”

No one answered this. Even Sergeant Major Kuskrat didn't know the answer, and no one else could know what it was.

The corridor was long, and after walking for about five hundred meters, the survivors were surprised to find that they had come to an abandoned underground base. Everything here is swept away, or destroyed. The ground and walls were littered with traces of gunshots, as well as countless fragments of explosions. A messy pile of chests and various instruments and furniture formed a makeshift fortification, and the defenders were a dozen legionnaires, all of whom had been killed.

Beside and across from these war dead, lay the corpses of hundreds of dark creatures. They were supposed to rush in through the entrance to another section of the base, where the confined space restricted movement, and the powerful rapid-fire weapons played a huge role in this environment. Kuskrat saw: extending from the combat position to the direction of the base entrance, more dark creatures filled almost the entire passage. God knows exactly how many of them there are. Many are Dark Knights, but there are also more advanced Dark Jazzes. It's impossible to count how many dark creatures these valiant legionnaires have slain, but judging by the grim battle marks on the walls and ground, they definitely didn't disgrace the Ultramarines.

"A group of people worthy of respect."

Corporal Chinook slowly walked up to Kuskrat and said in a tone of admiration: "They fought to the last moment, and they are a real group of warriors. ”

Kuskrat nodded respectfully. With a faint sense of sadness and a strong sense of revenge, he issued an order to everyone around him: "Split up and look for available objects, especially weapons and ammunition. We still have a long way to go. You can't hide like this anymore. We should have a good fight with those evil creatures. Don't forget, we're legionnaires ourselves. These dead people will be watching us from heaven anytime and anywhere. ”

Very little material can be found in the base, and there is little to be gained. There were still some weapons left at the scene, but the ammunition was depleted. Chinook found two barely working chainsaw swords, as well as a few specialized batteries. Out of desperation, Kusklat had to equip everyone with some bows and crossbows for dark creatures at the same time. It's hard to use, but at least it gives the survivors the ability to attack from a distance.

Medicines and food are also not available in large quantities, which is good news. At least Kuskrat doesn't have to worry about his hunger anymore.

Just as Kuskrat tore open a high-energy biscuit wrapper and tried to stuff the long-awaited piece of food into his mouth, he suddenly heard the sound of heavy, chaotic footsteps at the end of the corridor in the distance.

The sound was clear, loud, the sound of steel boots stomping on the ground. Everyone could hear it, and the calm expression on his face became nervous again.

One of the standard equipment of the Chaos Warrior is the Steel Boots. The guy who died on the edge of the vent was wearing a pair of steel boots on his feet. This thing is very bulletproof and heavy, and when you walk on the road, you can look like a small roller.

Without waiting for Kuskrat to speak, everyone immediately lowered their bodies and hid behind the fortifications that the legionnaires had built out of armament boxes and various miscellaneous items.

Private Amphor clenched the dark bow and crossbow in his hand and looked at Kuskrat with an inquiring gaze: "Fight with them?" ”

Without waiting for Kuskrat to answer, Corporal Chinook had already interjected: "Lao Tzu can't run anymore, so he will simply die here." ”

The ape-man Ho Moer's way of answering was very special. He used his thick hairy fingers to slowly flick a giant battle axe he had harvested from the corpse of a dark creature, baring his teeth and grimacing.

Kuskrat looked around, lowered his voice, listened to the footsteps getting closer, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "Remember, you must kill a few more so that you can earn enough money back." ”