The Space Marines let out heavy breathing, which was considered rude and revealing in the actions of the Astarte Codex, and was rejected by most of the Imperial Warbands, but the traitors were no longer taboo, and even used such behavior to highlight their ferocity.

The dark, spiky armor that the Empire had created for them was a shelter, and the CSMs (Chaos Space Marines) marched forward in a standard four-man team, with a messy stride and a look from side to side.

Two armed with blasters, one with a plasma rifle, a chainsaw sword, and a thorn ring on his head, pressed the door of the storeroom, and four fallen angels stepped in, the click of the power armor was timid, but it was useless for the Skadians.

"Boss, shoot him." The lieutenant loaded his carbine with a magazine, the voidsuit blocked the sound of their conversation, and the high airtightness made it impossible for the Space Marines to feel the vibrations of the air, and the spacesuit that had been holding back the Skadians was now a good thing.

Alan Baier said. "Capture alive, we need intelligence, at least one left."

"Caught alive?!" The phrase was repeated by about 6-7 officers in almost the same tone, and Alan Bair felt only a tremor in his eardrums, and the Imperial equipment had no noise reduction or regulation, only bombarding the eardrums of mortals like subwoofers.

"Enough! Be quieter! What if the enemy finds out?! Alan Baier couldn't bear to scold, and at this moment the other soldiers also came back to their senses, Sergeant Katachan said. Most of the soldiers took the citizens to take refuge, and the remaining elite troops had no problem getting these four, but they could be captured alive..."

"It's not a matter of being strong, we're in the shadows, guys, we're the most powerful soldier force of the Imperial Guard, if we can't take down four Chaos Space Marines, it's just one thing, humanity is hopeless!" Alan Baier emphasized that this is a war between humans and demigods, and naturally there is no so-called hesitation, and the only way to solve the mysteries of this world is this.

The hearts of the people are also restless, for the veterans of Skadi, the worship of giants has long been gone, and the myths they have created themselves are no worse than those of those supermen, so why envy and worship them?

The mission order was crazy and terrifying, but they were extremely excited, and this was an opportunity to prove that the Imperial Guard did not need to be changed even if it was written into the manual of the Ministry of War.

To do, to do, to do, a few absurd thoughts flashed through my mind, an opportunity to change this and this with the actions of mortals.

The plan runs methodically within the Imperial Guard, with the Sun Lord's command acting like code that drives a gigantic mech to turn something bulky into a steel giant that can actually be used.

The entire factory is silent and oppressive, hidden behind ruins and metal creations, the Space Marines unconsciously move forward, the Void Suit blocks their heartbeat and breathing, the Skadi's elite is ready to go, but it is not easy to detect, they can use their experience to lower their voice to a minimum, the Void Suit isolates sound and body temperature, allowing them to wait for the enemy to approach in the best condition.

The Chaos traitors moved forward vigilantly, the hum of the grids as they approached the heavy machines in the work area, and the crimson spiked giants questioned their captain discontentedly. "Is there really an enemy here? Are those mortals who are passive and slack off and lie about the military situation? ”

He looked at the corpses of cultists all over the ground, in fact, this was not the first time it had happened, the Red Pirates hated dogs and crazy oppression, and Skadi's individual "simple people" loyal to the empire were almost religious lunatics who worshiped force, and they had worked hard all their lives, and they reached their limits today.

The riot was so terrible that it tore apart the troops almost instantly, and the need for manpower to guard the factories in various places grew.

They had been subjected to many similar attacks during this time, but those who escaped did not live long, there was no food here, and there was not enough oxygen to leave the factory area and the core area.

Large-scale fleet docking was also detected during this time, and the Imperial Expeditionary should have been far from coming.

The captain leaned down and looked at the dead cultist's body. "Heat Ray, it's supposed to be a Mecha weapon, maybe it was the guys underground who did it, and they're already very unhappy with our interference with the construction sequence."

"The design of the fortress was clearly requested by the Blackheart King to be built in the style of the Astarte Monastery, and the technical sergeants agreed, and now they are actually attacking our factory?"

"Without the supply of raw materials, we all have to rot in this world! I don't like it! ”

The Space Marine and his brother spoke, it seems that the contradiction has been breeding, the Red Pirates are still not united as always, no, it is better to say that the team led by the Sun Lord is a miracle, even the usual empires will quarrel with each other because of material problems.

But at this moment, it is a miracle that the State Religion, the Inquisition, the Space Marines, the Imperial Guard, and the largest departments of the Empire have joined forces to deal with foreign enemies.

Charisma? Probably really guided by the emperor, this huge empire can gather strength to smash the enemy with an iron fist in times of despair, which is one of the few miracles in the history of human civilization.

The current Imperial Guard only noticed that the traitors were already distracted when they were arguing, and this was an opportunity, and the sound of Suoso was very small but existed, and if it wasn't for their withdrawal from the combat state, the Imperial Guard would not have been able to get closer.

Alan Bair pulled out his firearm and gave the other soldiers the orders he had discussed. "Leterin Kid, Sergeant Katachan, shoot the captain's limbs with me, Lighterin Kid with his right hand, Master Chief with his left hand, and I'll take care of the rest."

Letherin Kid said. "Boss, how did you break two legs by yourself?"

The Master Chief didn't say a word, he just thought about how to shoot at the same time and tear apart the arm of a super soldier in an instant, which was no less difficult than pulling a whole piece of meat out of a tiger's mouth with his fingers.

No, it's a whole Glomon!

In contrast, the Sun Lord's mission is probably completely impossible, for them, killing a tiger with bare hands is like killing a Space Marine, but if you catch one alive, the difficulty needs to be doubled...

But for the Sun Lord's orders, they will never blindly obey, they know that it is not impossible, the opportunity to make history is in front of them, the time to take home the garden is now, if you want to shoot, you can't hesitate.

Bang bang

And this happened in an instant, but in the eyes of the Space Marines, the light of the guns flickered, and the fire suppression followed, and they could not only react, but also resist the attack with their sturdy arm armor and find cover.

But this time it was different, two shots with surprisingly accurate shots pierced the weak armor joints of the captain's arm, and to be precise, it was a moment beyond Superman's reaction, after all, even the Space Marines were still made of matter.

The strong heat rays melted the weak points of his arm's armor, and in order to ensure flexibility, even the most advanced armor of the Empire would still reduce its defense, and the firearms that could normally penetrate the ceramic steel armor were now even more unscrupulous to blow off the arms of the entire Space Marine.

It happened suddenly, but the captain still calmly approached the cover, and instantly threw the blasted arm at the nearby teammates, as long as he could return to the base for a short time, the pharmacist could let him continue the fight.

At the same time, anger crossed his mind with fear, and his mind kept thinking about what could hold off the Space Marines so much that they couldn't even detect them, so that they were intercepted at close range.

But the continuous heat rays that continued to fall like raindrops, and the strong firepower composition made the Chaos Space Marines evaporate in an instant, and the captain watched his teammates turn into a mess of mud, and immediately stuck to the chainsaw sword on the ground, he needed to commit suicide.

Death is small, being caught is big, honor and all persistence will be gone, and the power sword that is still roaring is enough to break through his helmet and cut his head!

This kind of behavior made the Sun Lord's aiming action hesitate slightly, for this bloody man, he didn't want to be so cruel, but he had decided to get information from this person's mouth, then he had to be ashamed!

Aim, shoot, activate the relic's overload, and the intense heat rays instantly drain the energy of the entire energy battery, this Dark Age relic emits a pathetic roar, which is why the Sun Lord doesn't like to use this trick.

Armor piercing, destruction with a hot melt gun, sniping, killing infantry with a heat ray, controlling enemy movement and killing a large number of infantry with a gravitational gun, overloading will make the ammunition empty instantly, and the burden on the weapon is huge, there is no priest who can repair it in this era!

And the price is strong, and the power is also great, in an instant, the violent heat energy tears through the air, leaving behind a distorted ground feeling similar to that in hot weather, a sound similar to hot melting, and the entire lower body of the Space Mariner that dissipates in response.

The entire Skadi regiment was frightened by the attack of a gun comparable to the main cannon, although the energy battery ammunition is enough to emit such power, but it can be issued and the gun can bear it is another matter, after all, the main battle tank gun is only the thickness of the gun, but it needs a giant cannon the size of a whole person.

Such an overload is not only the prerogative of energy weapons, but also represents the distortion of human technology in the Dark Ages in physical reality similar to that of psionic energy and green-skinned waaagh.

But the Skadis don't understand this, they just think the boss is so coarse, so big, so fierce.

Alan Baier just wiped the muzzle of the gun in pain, thinking about how to maintain this treasure for a few more years, while scolding the stunned boys. "Look, go and lift that guy over, by the way, put on the earplugs, turn on the sound isolation of the void suit, don't be for the space marine's throat is so bad."

"By the way, I heard that some old models of Space Marines will spit corrosive saliva to help them escape from special situations, wait until they pull off their helmets, and then stuff an iron block or something to gag his mouth."

Although it is a little suspicious that there is a problem with sexual orientation, it is better than being made by corrosive saliva, and Alan Bair is not alarmist, and I heard that some warbands during the Great Expedition will indeed ask for such a transformation.

But fortunately, there is no danger, according to the earnest teachings of the Sun Lord, and this immobile space soldier really has no combat effectiveness, and only injured 3 veterans to bind him.

And this shape that is tied up by heavy industrial chains, and at the same time has an iron ball stuffed into its mouth and fixed with steel wires, it is inevitable that people will not be comfortable, and this old thing will be distorted and mutated by subspace filth, like a burn cheek.

Even the well-informed Sun Lord had to be disgusted, and as he took the bench, sat down in front of his trophy, and pulled away, asking the soldier to remove his oral restraints, the Chaos Space Marine.

"Sun Lord, I knew it was you...", his mouth was a little unfavorable, and he didn't know if it was because of mutation or because he had been restrained for too long.

"I didn't expect you to be so timid." He looked at the Sun Lord, who was about 40 meters away and holding a jumping gang explosion-proof shield, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

"There are so many elite soldiers here! You don't dare come near me? He emphasized, as if that would give him the upper hand, and Alan Bair just said a word and let the old thing break his defenses.

"The Emperor hoped that after the Great Expedition, the Space Marines could become teachers, artists, doctors, and use their knowledge to help human civilization enter a true golden age, but you betrayed your brother, your own father, and your own creator." Alan Bair spoke the truth, and the Space Marine burst out laughing.

"How is it possible, the Corpse Emperor is just us as props." He couldn't believe his ears, and although it was the first time someone had made this idea, his thoughts that had been ingrained for thousands of years would definitely not change.

"How do you explain Chiko, how do you explain the atrocities of the space wild dogs?" He realized that the person in front of him knew a lot, and the opening was the thing he remembered most deeply when he was in service, even after many years, his thoughts had been polluted by chaos, but he still remembered it, even if he couldn't remember the names of his biological parents, as a mortal's favorite food, he still remembered it.

Alan Baier just said. "Look at your armor, is it the World Eater Warband?"

"So what?" The captain of the Space Marines began to get impatient, he was now like this, he couldn't kill himself, it was quite humiliating.

Alan Bair just said. "You should be clear about your father's problem, he is not a butcher, but the equipment of the Dark Ages ruined him, the emperor does not blame you, and your betrayal is probably only because your brother betrayed, the emperor does not blame you."

When the Great Expedition betrayed, most of the Space Marines didn't know what was going on, they just did it because of the Primordial Body, and they followed, when Chaos polluted their minds, the protectors were completely degraded, and the already distrust of the Emperor's divinity and concealment made them so, at this moment Alan Baier said the truth, and the hesitant Space Marines lowered their heads.

And in his mind, the whispers of subspace appeared, which was a grotesque thing made up of his many hallucinations and chaos, telling him that the Corpse Emperor was hypocritical, the Sun Lord was cowardly, and not to be fooled by lies!

The World Eater veteran struggled, but Alan Baier approached at the moment, he knew that this guy would not vomit acid, so he had the courage to approach, but this action made him confused.

Could it be that what this mortal said was true? Although he has spent many of his tens of thousands of years of life in subspace, he still knows better than most people what is true and what is false, plus thousands of years of thinking about betrayal and what he has seen and heard in subspace...

Alan Baier didn't know his struggle, but just spoke. "Now, tell me what's going on here, and I'll let you go back to the Golden Throne and atone for your brother."

Suddenly, those subspace whispers dispersed, and the captain saw a silver sun in front of his eyes, his eyes were low, as if he saw the emperor who had once walked on Terra...

"I... They... Red Pirates..."

"Yes, the Red Pirates, yes, my brothers, my wrong brothers, are being..."

"The giant fortress called Lloyd, which is being perfected under the Skadi underground, once researched and forged by the Empire, can be turned into a terrible fortress in the fortress world... The location is right here, under the ice mine! He was in a trance, then he spoke the truth, and then the muzzle of the black hole pointed a gun at his head.

"Thank you for your cooperation, the transcript is over, go to see the emperor, brother who has gone the wrong way." The Sun Lord spoke, slamming in the factory, unwilling to disperse for a long time, like a resentful spirit remembering the mortal world.

(End of chapter)