The Bloody Worm transport.

A team of Ultramarines is struggling to break out.

As they briskly walked through the corner of a corridor.

An Ultramarine, with his armor shattered and covered in blood, leaned feebly against the bulkhead, then slowly slid down and collapsed to the floor.

His comrade-in-arms grabbed his hand and shouted wildly into the communication channel:

"Pharmacist, call pharmacist, people are down here!"

However, there was still a cacophony of noise in the communication channel.

"No......" The Ultramarine, who was lying on the ground, grabbed his teammates and said in a weak tone: "It's too late, sir, the teleportation has been interrupted, you guys go quickly, it's too late." ”

The leader of his squad put the hot melt gun back into his waist and fastened the weapon buckle, and he was about to pull up his comrades on the ground with both hands.

"No......" his teammate shook off his hand, "leave me alone, you guys go and join Master Flahos, I'm ...... I still have this. ”

As he spoke, he took out a round armor-piercing grenade from his waist and held it in the palm of his hand.

His squad leader gave him a deep look, gritted his teeth and replied fiercely: "Okay." ”

Then he got up and led the team into the passage.

After the team members left, the Ultramarine, who was lying on the ground, ripped off his helmet and threw it aside, revealing a bloodied face.

His eyelids drooped and he breathed weakly.

He swapped the armor-piercing grenade to his left hand, then quietly hid his left hand behind his waist, and with his right hand, pulled out a blaster pistol from the side of his leg armor and aimed it at the entrance to the passage.

After a while, the waiting enemy did not arrive.

But a sneaky brown-red bearded middle-aged man came out of the pipe on the side.

The blaster in the wounded Ultramarine's hand was aimed at him in an instant.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa...... No, be careful, be careful, sir, don't shoot. ”

The bearded man who looked like a scholar hurriedly raised one hand, and in the other hand he was tightly wrapped around a gray metal can, which looked very funny.

"Who are you?" The muzzle of the gun was still pointed at the bearded middle-aged man, and the Ultramarines looked at him coldly and asked.

"I'm a civilian imprisoned on a spaceship by this group of demons, I'm a civilian, honorable sir, I'm here to save you."

Belensky bowed, raised one hand, slowly approached the wounded Ultramarine, and said cautiously.

As he spoke, he carefully raised his head to observe the face of this extreme warrior.

"Help me?" The Ultramarines frowned, pointed at the long metal canister in Belensky's arms, and asked:

"What's that?"

"Oh, oh...... This, you ask this, this is my unique potion, this is what you use. Belensky stammered.

In a traitor Space Marine's transport ship, a civilian appears holding a strange jar and says to save himself?

The Ultramarines lying on the ground felt that this incident was too weird, so weird that it was a bit of an insult to their own intelligence.

He raised the muzzle of his gun and said in a cold voice:

"Go away, go back, I don't need you to save me."

Although the whole thing is strange, the Ultramarines still don't shoot directly at the civilians.

Seeing that his clumsy acting skills could not fool this injured extreme warrior, Belensky gritted his teeth, walked forward quickly, and said in his mouth:

"Sir, please make sure I ......"

"Bang!"

The blaster pistol fired.

Belensky was knocked out half of his body in an instant.

"Ahhh......h

The moment he was hit, the metal canister in his hand fell out and landed right in front of the Ultramarine.

A drop of black, viscous liquid from the mouth of the jar spilled onto the Ultramarine's cracked, blood-soaked breastplate.

The Ultramariner ignored the bearded man, who was only half of his body and was slowly breathing, and he looked down at the black liquid strangely.

Then he saw that the sticky black liquid seemed to be alive, and suddenly disappeared into his wound.

Wrong!

The Ultramarines who realized this were too late.

He rolled his eyes, trembled twice, and then looked up and fainted.

The left hand, which had just been raised while holding the armor-piercing grenade, also slowly fell.

The armor was released, and the spherical grenade inside rolled out.

There was no detonation.

In the pipe, a short rickety woman wrapped in clothes cautiously walked out.

She walked over to the body of the brown-red bearded scholar and reached out and slowly closed the man's widening eyes.

"Rest in peace, Belensky." A strange voice with a hissing sound sounded lowly.

Then, she walked up to the fainted Ultramarine, gently stroked the Ultramarine's body, and said to herself in a gentle tone:

"Come out, my children."

The unconscious Ultramarine's chest began to bulge strangely, and this bulging bulge rose and fell slightly, as if breathing.

Seeing this scene, the hunchbacked woman was even happier, she smiled, gently stroked the bulge, put her mouth on the bulge, and whispered:

"What a rich hunting ground it is, my children, and all the people here are all your food, I mean...... All. ”

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