Artillery fire is flying, and every life can be taken away by the steel that releases kinetic energy at any time, and even superhumans can hardly survive alone in such an environment with a mortality rate of up to 70%.

This is the brutal and unforgiving battlefield.

Judging from the war thinking of this era, the place where superhumans should appear is not the frontal battlefield, but behind enemy lines, or on the edge of the battlefield, or quickly decapitated. At the lowest cost, hit the highest battle loss ratio, such as directly destroying the enemy's headquarters, this is the realm where superhumans should be.

However, this is destined to be a battle of encirclement and annihilation that subverts conventional thinking.

When the skull armored regiment, dressed in blood-colored coats and bathed in blood, let out a piercing mechanical roar and appeared rolling on the frontal battlefield, the Soviet Russian army felt an unprecedented pressure.

Even veterans of a hundred battles are trembling.

Not to mention the recruits who did not have much combat experience, and even militiamen who were temporarily conscripted into the townspeople.

They felt the ......

The horror of the desire to kill!

The blood-colored figures, which seemed vague and grotesque on the horizon, were like demons crawling out of hell, staring at every living life in front of them with a cruel and sadistic gaze, and their substantive gaze was like a steel knife, scraping over everyone's skull!

They crave killing, they crave crying, they crave heads.

They, thirsty for blood.

The greedy malice that could no longer be straightforward, with an endless smell of blood, directly covered the bunker battle group on the south side of Kyiv, and more than ninety percent of the people suddenly had an inhuman roar in their brains!

"Blood! Blood sacrifice to the god of blood!! ”

The Bloody Vanguard Empire Master who let out this terrifying roar rode aboard a heavy tank known as the Experimental Tiger. Directly in front of this prototype heavy tank was painted with the skull symbol of the blood god, and under the heavy armor plates, there were bloody spikes stabbing out hideously.

Rings of reddish skulls are adorned around the reactive armor.

The prototype Tiger made not a roar in the roar of the engine, but the breath of a gladiator. Those innocent souls, after being brutally murdered by the Imperial Master, were all sealed into his mounts without exception.

Now he will take the sacrifice to the blood god to the promised land in front of him and take the coward's head!

He will prove it to the Lord of the Skull.

He is the champion of this world, he is the chosen one!

The first roar of the Imperial Master on the battlefield was like a baby's bloody cry, which directly broke Lady Keshley's recruits.

Most of the recruits had different hallucinations in their retinas, either vomiting on their knees, huddled in a corner, or even fled. These are relatively easy to deal with, and under the education of veterans with excellent psychological qualities, these recruits have regained their senses.

A very small number of people have completely lost their minds.

Their eyes were red, their anger ignited, and they poured bullets from their guns onto every target they could see, even if it was their comrades.

The roar of the Blood God Vanguard was just an appetizer.

When this swirling blood-colored armored regiment launched a charge, it seemed that something must be there in the dark, and most of the bullets and shells that the Soviet Russian army regiment focused on its care fell into the darkness that flashed in clusters, even if a few could pass through this line of defense, it would have little effect on this group of chaotic blessed corruptors.

They are like war machines that never stop.

Roar! Roaring! Roaring!

And then......

Ran over mercilessly.

Major Petrov's deep position happened to be in front of the charge of the Skull Vanguard Regiment, and when the blasphemous forces of chaos overshadowed him, the former KGB commissar sprayed nosebleeds, and then continued to direct the battle despite the excessive amount of bleeding and headaches.

He was given a mission by the General Staff.

It was to learn as much information as possible about the Skull Pioneers, and to use it as a decoy to lure this savage human enemy into the ambush trap, and he was even limited in his knowledge of the truth about Chaos.

Petrov did not hesitate to take on the task after knowing why he was fighting.

Now is the time of trial.

The Skull Vanguard Covered in Chaos almost single-handedly slaughtered Lady Keithrie's position, and even the other Imperial armies that were allies were afraid of this force and gave up their cooperation.

Through the binoculars, Petrov could clearly see that one of his companies had been wiped out in an instant.

These Imperial soldiers, who have varying degrees of physical alienation, have strong strength and exaggerated reactions, and they do not choose tacit cooperation to solve difficult situations like ordinary soldiers, but prefer to fight alone.

And he is particularly fond of hand-to-hand combat.

Once they get close to a distance of about ten meters, they will be as fast as a red peregrine falcon, and they will pounce on their target directly without gunfire, lift them directly from the ground, and then remove their heads in a very cruel and horrific manner......

Suddenly, in the telescope, the figure of the Imperial Master appeared, and the vanguard of the Blood God made a cruel throat-cutting motion at the human commissar, and then forcibly pulled out the head of a soldier.

Petrov screamed at psionic impact.

The soldiers beside him hurriedly supported him, and he said anxiously with his eyes closed.

"Quick, send the information I recorded back to the General Staff, they are afraid of fire, cold weapons, and guns are useful within a certain distance, go quickly."

"Commissar, then you ......"

"I still have a mission, soldier, to carry out orders."

Petrov wiped his eyes hard, and his blurred blood-colored vision made his state even worse.

And the shouts of killing, which were originally far away, are getting closer and closer, and it is obvious that the warriors will attract each other, and the imperial master does not mind sacrificing a few Russian warriors to please the blood god before finding the original body. In the howling winds of subspace, he captured a valuable cold soul.

Oh, what a beautiful soul.

After the baptism of betrayal and darkness, bathed in a bloody light of slaughter, fearless sacrifice flickered faintly, and more importantly, he knew what chaos was.

The Imperial Master decided to harvest this soul with his own hands.

The blood-colored skull vanguard tore a wide hole in the bunker battle group line, and didn't care about the arrows on their back, and sprinted fiercely inward.

This is no joke, half an hour after the start of the war, the Skull Vanguard Regiment had already thundered through the bunker battle group, leaving a hideous opening, and continued to pierce towards the city.

And the Empire did not miss this opportunity.

Although the Imperial military dislikes the Skull Vanguard, that doesn't mean they won't enjoy the fruits of these inhuman things. The Empire's superior firepower and armor began to use it as a wedge to expand the tearing of the entire front.

In the High Heavens.

The skull lord's sitting posture, which had not changed for thousands of years, seemed to have straightened a little, and it could be seen that he was also very much looking forward to and enjoying the sacrifice of the most spiritual creature in the material world.