The murderous angels have also become a nightmare for the Skadians, whose mighty force has imprisoned the poor Skadians underground, and those who once protected the Empire are now helping to inflict on them.

The anger of the Chaos Space Marines has taken the fear out of the soldiers who have survived, and in essence, the villains who have invaded the Skadian homeland for millennia should not be so rampant.

But the Sun Lord didn't arrange for the recruits to move forward, and although he trusted the potential of the Skadians, it was still too early to face the Chaos Angels, especially without heavy weapon cover.

As in that succession within the Imperial Guard, the veterans stepped out of the queue, and the Sun Lord cut off the line of communication with the recruits, focusing entirely on commanding his old comrades.

A loud young voice appeared on the communicator, with a hoarse electromagnetic sound, shouting to the veterans who had lived through the most terrible story in the universe. "Born Brothers of Skadi, we have returned here, seen the most terrible things, encountered the most troublesome difficulties, defeated the favorite children of the Chaos Gods, and are still alive today."

"Space Marines are powerful, but I know that those guys don't have the will to live, they only come to kill, but we will definitely win, because we are fighting for survival."

"Survive, brothers, show the recruits what victory is and what war is!"

Just like boxers on the field, people have to choose opponents of the same weight class to be interesting, which is not easy, so a lot of bondage, rules and tests for judging weight were born, but the essence is to satisfy the desire of human hearts to fight.

The Skadi veterans are playing with the novices, dealing with the cultists, dealing with the enemy, forcibly marching, they have been suppressed for a long time, they need an opponent to vent, at this moment they must admit that they will die, their comrades will die, they can't be as calm as they are against the cultists.

But this is the battlefield, this is the war, from the beginning of this dark universe to the present, people are buried in their hearts, and all intelligent beings have hidden fighting instincts, which must be revealed only when it is life and death.

They roared, officers, heroes, soldiers, and even the usually mild-mannered Skadi Regiment internal instructors or makeshift cooking squads bared their ferocious fangs.

"Hurry up, hurry up, fill up the ammo, turn off the safe, clean the machine gun chain, don't get stuck."

"The sandbags have been increased, thickened, and the bombs that have to be resisted need three or four layers! We don't have trenches! Speed up! ”

"Prepare the queue, spread it out as much as possible, keep it in groups of three, and the groups are tens of meters apart, so that the enemy can't break the line by strafing!"

At this moment, the atmosphere of the battlefield makes the recruits who are strictly protected in the warehouse feel strange, and the old things who usually hang and scold them suddenly seem to be different people, and they have become extremely tacit, and the usual gags and gambling to make money have completely disappeared.

They deceived and deceived the recruits by all means, and then threw them into the cauldron and stewed them, and then said that it was delicious, and that it was not annoying when they returned some of the paste to their masters.

This is no longer a team of old rascals who are disloyal to the Sun Lord, a little stupid, and don't love cleanliness in the eyes of the recruits, but the elite of the Empire, a real mainstay, united, strong, strong-willed, and skilled at killing.

Because the veterans can smell the smell of the battlefield and the wind of war, those crazy and angry feelings are very familiar to them, and only monsters who have lived for hundreds of years for war will exude that feeling, which makes people nervous.

At this moment, Skadi's formation is very strange, the soldiers are like a pyramid forward, from above, the bottom of the tower is the warehouse, and the whole camp relies on the castle to spread outward, its tip is Katachan, followed by Skadi Assault or can be called Skadi Grenadiers (because of the great merits and military exploits of Catedia that many Imperial Guards imitate the formation, the position of grenadiers is unconsciously popular within the Empire), and finally officers and veterans, followed by countless recruits who make up the bottom of the heavy tower.

Standing at the tip of the pyramid and poking his head out of the thick sandbag, it wasn't the first time he had dealt with a Space Marine, and even he was already surprised by those superhumans, so he divided the place according to his melee ability.

The sturdiness of the Katachan and the Grenadier can pull a large front to defend against jetpack raids and create better firing space, but even so, such a formation is still negative for the giants, and to compensate for this, all of Skadi's soldiers have the awareness of surrounding the enemy with their flesh after the enemy charges.

There was no wind in the center of the earth, and in this parched underground, the ice and breath were thinning, and the Sun Lord lay under the sandbags, and couldn't help but think of the many worlds in this universe, he had never seen a place as beautiful as Earth, and even the closest rainforest world was still full of unbearable temperatures and terrible radio silence.

The beauty and miracles of Terra have shaped humanity, and people have not become cowardly because of the warmth of the cradle, when the dark ages human beings faced this bastard-like universe, still unscrupulously explored, the human will floated across the seven oceans, spread to the boundless void, and melted into the four star regions, at this moment there is no place in the entire galaxy that humans cannot set foot in.

From the cowardly and weak hairless monkey to the true master of the cosmic void, from the weak human state to the empire that spans the entire universe, one expedition after another, wars, changes and killings, surviving to the present day, and gradually growing.

Humanity is the true master of this universe, and the Aliens and the forces of Chaos should make way for us, and the thought has filled the Empire, even the Sun Lords have been transformed by it, and when the traitors who betray the right path appear, the anger erupts in the Skadi Infantry Regiment.

The low roar of guns, projectiles, knives, machines, and weapons, the light provided by the Lumens Tower illuminates the area like daytime, and enemy attacks can rain like drops of water at any moment and on the mortal womb.

The breath becomes long and heavy, and the time becomes slow and slow, as if the music has been stretched out for the last long note, and both the player and the listener are suffocated.

Until a war cry broke the long-term silence, making the thunder of the storm, the language of those Space Marines was inaudible because of the corruption of subspace, only to appear more irritable after the grid was infinitely enlarged, like a shock bomb bursting into the ears, as long as the will is slightly weak, it will be frightened and lose accuracy.

But their trick was wrong, and instead of being hit, Skadi's soldiers raised their weapons, and when the guns of Katachan and the Grenadier roared, flashing against the traitorous squads that were moving forward.

The CSM Chaos Space Marines team was caught off guard and instantly retreated into shallow tactical cover, but the burst beam passed through the ordinary metal, it did not stop because of the obstacle, but the heat melted the metal, and the impact carried the metal forward, hitting the flesh and blood of the Star Marine, inlaid many metal fragments into the thick skin and muscles under the armor.

The cry of pain, which appeared in the warriors who ignored the creed and did not suppress themselves, but the terrible howls that sounded more like beasts than the miserable wails, spread on the battlefield, and those supermen in heavy armor took this as a signal and gradually appeared in the field of vision of mortals.

The heavy Destroyer team is a group of three, the evil traitor wears the Chaos Octagram in place of the sacred iron ring of the Imperial Space Marine, and behind it is a huge loot shelf with the heads of inhuman things, titanium, orcs, eldars, or space marines inlaid with iron nails, rusty, and the iron frame weathered by blood, which is terrifying.

They carried heavy plasma guns with enough to melt the tanks, storm blasters, fired at the weak defenses of the Astral Army, and slanted fire to suppress the Imperial Guard's counterattack, heavy firepower, light blue energy and crimson blasts, streaked across the sky and landed on weak sandbags.

Simple works that can hinder the explosion of bombs are instantly destroyed, and the digital Katachan is instantly turned into white bones by plasma, or smashed by explosive bombs, and the whole body is turned into minced flesh.

Alan Byr, Master Chief, and Leterin Kid raise their weapons and detonate their carbines to snipe at the enemy.

Three beams of flame streaked across the sky, hitting the traitor's head impartially, even Superman needed his brain as a center, and the huge body fell straight down, and the Katachans with grenades also took aim and fed back to the guys who were spraying projectiles.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, has always been the Skadian aesthetic, and they welcome the enemy to treat them like this, and it is better to fight them never to get up again, because if the Skadian relieves themselves, it will be like a storm of return fire until the enemy falls.

Their shots were for the sake of their dead comrades, their anger suppressed and then mixed with their weapons and instilled with scorching heat, just one back and forth, five or six dead each, Scardy lost six elites, and the Space Marines left five veterans.

This is a rare loss in a great war in the Empire, almost a mortal in exchange for the life of a Space Marine, but the Sun Lord is still heartbroken, just leaving the dense forest and fallen leaves, no matter how strong the Katachans are, they can't do it.

"Damn..."Sergeant Katachan cursed secretly, and kept sniping, and the strong counterattack from the front line also caught the Space Marines by surprise, they didn't plan to use the jetpack so early, ASM Assault Star Marine.

According to the normal tactical planning, they need to suppress the enemy in the front row and then attack the long-range fireteam in the rear core, the longer the distance of the jetpack, the greater the fuel burden, and the greater the probability of being concentrated, they can't take risks, but now they have to choose forward.

The situation of the war is proceeding according to the Sun Lord's plan, and such control over the battlefield is breathtaking, even terrifying, that even a demigod unwittingly falls into the rhythm of his war.

Flying packs erupted, and they, the Space Marines, needed to get ahead and create opportunities for heavy firepower, and those assault Space Marines flew up from the sky, jetting out an arc of death.

The Sun Lord looked warily into the distance. "It's coming! It's the kind of flying, all on melee equipment, on bayonets, on shotguns! He had already given his orders that the Skadians would not be afraid of close combat, and when the soldiers pulled out their power sickles and explosive shotguns, dozens of assault space marines also fell.

The heavy armor and the impact of the flight generated by the speed fell to the ground, and the vibration was like the sky falling apart, and even the Katachan soldiers were directly trampled to death, dozens of people were knocked down by the aftermath, and the Sun Lord was also holding on to the sandbag to barely fall.

What followed, but it was a terrifying chaotic war cry that made people's heads instantly bloodshot, hallucinations and fierce sounds that made people's eardrums almost burst, to describe the feeling of cannonballs falling into semi-closed trenches, and even close to people, blood was already flowing out of the eardrums.

It took only a moment, less than two seconds, like thunder and lightning to crash into the crowd, and the grenadiers, under the guidance of the lieutenant's deputy commander, began to climb over the sandbags to support forward, while the chief of staff stabilized the rear and let the soldiers design in an orderly manner.

As you can see, the Space Marines raised their weapons to cut the Katachans, "Fire!" Shouting, shouting, a familiar voice broke the vertigo of the Katachan soldier, allowing him to barely avoid the roaring slash of the chainsaw sword, and Alan Bair reacted the fastest, he had the best physical fitness, followed by Sergeant Katachan, and then the ordinary soldier, the hapless Lettling Kid, almost next to the Space Marine landing point, unconscious at the moment.

However, his naturally short nature left his body buried in the remains unnoticed, and when he finally woke up, he found Katachan confronting the super-soldiers in a trench made of sandbags with a shotgun projectile.

It was the first time in his life that he had seen a Space Marine, no, to be precise, the first time he had come so close to seeing giants who were emphasized as angels and even recognized by the State Church, but this thing, this terrible thing with twisted faces, bright red armor, spikes or fallen runes was very different from the Star Marines he knew.

His head finally eased up, feeling the warm minced flesh on his body, and the body of his comrade turned into this thing, which made him feel cruel and painful for the first time, but even so, he was still buried in it as a sniper, and his little furry paws looked around for his sniper rifle...

His bewildered little eyes were then seen in the buzzing ringing tinring of the Space Marines, and Alan Bair raised his weapon aloft and used the swordsmanship he had learned from Mr. Kane to pick apart the Space Marine's invincible chainsaw sword.

He single-handedly came in and was attacked by several Chaos Space Marines, but for what?

A ridiculous idea appeared, this Lytherin who had not been loved and recognized in his life, and who had excluded him even from his own people, had a thought that he could not have in his life, that is, the Sun Lord was such a powerful person, and he came to save him, or to see if he was safe...

And in a thousand thoughts, he saw the Star Marines fall one by one, and his heart sighed in adoration for this "mortal" lord, but there were too many enemies, and when he saw that behind Alan Baier, the commando leader with a power sword raised his weapon and approached, his little heart wrinkled together and kept beating.

And at this moment, as if blessed by the emperor, he touched something hard inside the corpse, and he was used to that kind of feel, his own weapon!

He suddenly raised his gun and shot behind Alan Baier, the Sun Lord was frightened by the sudden arrival of the dark gun, but the beam grazed his shoulder, hitting something behind him, and with a scream, he turned his head and saw the beast-like monster... The emperor was once an angel.

(End of chapter)