The abandoned city railroad once linked many of the materials born of Loand's endless industrial production, and a large number of trains are still full of all kinds of raw materials, but the war has destroyed the roads, many cars have been derailed, scattered things are scattered all over the ground, and the main blood vessels of the city have become clogged roads.

The Master Chief chose to approach from here for many reasons, including obstacles, such as the vicious toxicity that permeated the craters in the toxic fog.

Or because of its proximity to the Aquila Mountain, which has been turned into an altar of death, everything here looks gray, green, and full of filth, but interestingly, they didn't see any of the driver's corpses or passengers', apparently it has been "collected" by the enemy?

But there are no tracks, no wheels, because the cars will never be able to pass through the complex group of scrap metal.

The only thing left for the Imperial Guard fighters was that their engines roared, and a massive Chimera armored vehicle with nine battle-hardened veterans didn't say a word, but methodically began to take the stimulants that helped them ward off the disease.

The debris and messy obstruction was the biggest headache for the Chimera, and the Master Chief's communicator kept shouting the servant, and he complained about how difficult it was to move forward, but he made it through the gaps of the scrap one at a time.

The Space Marines did not get into the car, and they used great force to break the scrap and metal to clear the road for the car, like a group of living bulldozers.

It's a mixed bag, and for today's situation, the bunker it creates from the scrap can be a cover for Master Chief to move forward, though the complex spectral sensing on his sight is enough to keep everything uncovered.

However, as expected, the enemy did not expect that the railway, which has no transport capacity today, would be approached by people through such a place, because it is absolutely impossible to pass heavy vehicles here, so that those scrap iron are not useless, at least judging from their effect, even garbage is loyal.

But when the Master Chief's complex information-processing device touches something through his sensitive features, he said with certainty. "It looks like we've found the driver and passengers, and we're not far from our destination."

For he saw a few bits and pieces in the distance born of the magic of the Lord of the Plague, one of the boundless nightmares of the power of the Chaos gods, though fragile and simple, and what those things were attracted to was probably the Chaos magic on Aquila Mountain, many of which were hiding in the train tunnels for fear of the star's fierce light, because the temperature would make it decay faster.

And the muddy dead thing was given an apt name in the era of the beginning of human civilization, zombies.

This thing, which has been described and documented in various ways in ancient Terra, definitely has a place in the history of the evolution of human civilization, and the half-rotten body wriggling and its appearance of being "resurrected" by the magic of the Supreme Heaven satisfies the most primitive human imagination of horror.

It can be said that the existence of zombies is the fundamental fear of death, and the Lord of Plague has accomplished a miracle in the eyes of humans with a drop of incomparably thin liquid in his endless cauldron.

The zombie's skin has festered, the whole is dry and thin, the skin is still pale, the hair is dripping, there is not much left, there are probably no eyelids on the eye sockets, but no one will underestimate that thing, although it does not have much defense, its strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, and it can run extremely fast, but now there are not many of them, not to be afraid.

Those monsters are in the tunnel down the train, I can't see how many, but the tunnel is not long, it is only built to bypass the factory area directly above, but there are many air defense areas in the factory area, and there are obviously enemies stationed there.

And the presence of those zombies means that the enemy has not cleared the underground, and I am afraid that they are using it as a kind of defense.

"Shall we go around?" The mortal servant who was transporting the soldiers in the Chimera armored car said, a little unsure if the claws of the monsters would tear through the armor of his new car.

"No, we can't get around the tunnel, other places may encounter enemy reconnaissance, and secondly..."

"Those monsters have good noses, whether it's the breath coming out of the back of your car or the flesh in the vents above, I think their hunger for mortal blood should be better than their fascination with Aquila Mountain, look at the foot on the right." The Master Chief reminded that the mortal servants also used the binoculars in their belts to look out through the narrow viewing holes of the armored vehicles.

And he took a cool breath, it was a scattered white bone, its joints revealing a red flesh color, apparently that color was not the so-called dyeing, but what the zombies had devoured alive. "I don't want to be like that!" He cried out urgently, terrified of the monsters.

Master Chief only shook the Falcon Sword in his hand, and the muscles drove the fiber bundles of the power armor, and the entire armor moved slightly, so he was sure that his equipment was still in good condition. "In the past, move forward slowly, and after the range reaches the charging distance, solve it with melee combat, and do not shoot, so as not to be discovered by the enemy."

"I don't know how many monsters there are in the tunnel, if there are too many, immediately retreat with a jumping backpack, and then ask your own lieutenant for fire cover!"

He gave orders, he could attack and defend, vigilant and aggressive, his mortal servants beat his interstellar warrior teammates in their hearts, but the Astarte monks believed in his judgment with certainty, and replied silently in the eyes of outsiders with a communicator. "Yes!"

It is hard to imagine that such a large body can be so quiet, while the power armor of the Space Marines is even more powerful, completely obscuring their breath and taste, the sound of action, and the staggering weight of their bodies.

Naturally, it was impossible for those stupid zombies to see the Space Marines, and the Chimera armored vehicles were out of sight, so those monsters that were similar to beasts naturally couldn't stop Superman.

The Master Chief led the way along the railroad at a rapid pace until the first zombie approached, and then died before it could even realize his presence in its vague consciousness.

Master Chief's blade stabbed the mutant's neck from behind, nearly vaporizing its head entirely, and the second monster collapsed when the voice turned to him as a chainsaw sword belonging to its brother plunged into its eye socket, piercing its rotting brain.

But more monsters staggered towards him, their moans filling the confined space. The sound made Master Chief feel sick, as if some kind of poison had seeped into his mind.

"Lower your armor's voice input," Master Chief commanded as he slashed his way through the monsters. "Only sound communication is kept."

"You feel it, non-commissioned officer?" One brother asked.

"That's right! There's a heretical taint in their voices, and I don't risk corruption. Master Chief slammed the butt of his blaster into another rotting face, smashing the thing's bursting eyeball, squirting liquid out of the broken head, and the zombie collapsed, though still grinning.

"Yes, that's the last one at the moment." The master chief commented, but looked up and saw the dense, bright red eyes in the tunnel, and he said immediately. "That's not right!"

"There's a strange movement here, non-commissioned officer, and we still have enemies in front of us!" A brother said.

"Go ahead," he replied. "We can't let these abominable things slow us down, otherwise the whole offense will fail."

The brothers looked at the monsters helplessly, when the lights of the Chimera armored car were scattered in this narrow tunnel, and the dense bodies gathered here, and then the turret on it, the explosive bombs burst into light, and the Imperial Guard soldiers who walked down from the car shot at those monsters, because of this situation, they could only kill a bloody way.

Master Chief, on the other hand, could only immediately set off and walk down the tunnel, searching for threats in the darkness and staring at the chronometer on the helmet display, which slowly ticked down.

And with its sharp sword, he tore open one corrupt body after another...

But that didn't change much, as the Master Chief pressed a corpse against the wall with his sturdy shoulder armor and then violently tore open its body, and the mortals of the Imperial Guard couldn't get too close because they would be corroded, and the ten brothers stuck together like meat grinders.

Master Chief, his enemies roared in rage, trying to smash Cassian's visor with its punches, which was of course ridiculous and impossible, and its rotting flesh didn't even touch the Space Marine.

One of the brothers turned around and slashed his sword into the enemy's leg, causing the heretic to fall to his knees, and the Master Chief pressed his blaster rifle to the enemy's head with one hand, blasting it in the head.

"It's too much." The Master Chief's body had turned red in the headlights, completely stained with scrap flesh and blood, crazy and terrifying, and he was the only one in the team who didn't breathe.

The mortal servants on the Chimera armored car shouted. "It's too many, I'm running out of bullets!"

His brother also said. "Even if those zombies don't wear the chainsaw sword much, it takes a valuable single-molecule blade to cut through flesh."

It's not that they can't get by, but the losses here are obviously not good, consuming all the resources for those things that don't have brains?

The Master Chief turned sideways, almost instinctively, snapped the thigh of the charging corpse with his fist, and then stomped on its head, the weight of which made the skull snap like a ripe watermelon...

"It would be nice to have the Tyland Marauders at this time, and it would be tiring to be tired without heavy firepower." He thought for a moment, looked at the tunnel wall next to him, and then hammered it with his hands, judging by the sound it heard.

"4 meters? It's not thick, it's good. He didn't think there would be so many zombies, but now he needed a little bit of a new approach.

"Brothers, with sticky hot melt, stick those things to the walls, don't skimp on the fuel of the jumping backpack, we'll stick the entire top of the tunnel!"

Those fighting brothers understand that of course it is possible to be discovered by the enemy, but the zombies are obviously avoiding the light, and if they fish out of the tunnel, the person who is impacted is obviously...

The brothers of the Destruction Eagle were happy to see such a thing, and they also picked up their bombs, jumping backpacks and flashing lights, attracting many zombies, but starting to plant bombs on the top of the tunnel at a faster speed.

The explosion of the hot melt bomb was not destruction but smelting, and after a quick start, the heat dissolved the entire wall, and for the enemy on the anti-aircraft array and the equipment and debris that fell from many factory warehouses, such a sudden surprise caught them off guard.

And the things that danced with the debris were the light, the amazing light, first the heat of the molten burst, then the light of the sun, the light of the stars, the heat, and the hustle and bustle.

The dead began to move forward to avoid the things, and the whole tunnel became bright and transparent, and at the same time it collapsed, a powerful collapse that the Space Marines ignored with the Storm Shield or its armor, and the mortals had no problem hiding in the Chimera.

After the rumbling crack, the cracked tunnel turned into a strange canyon, the dead heretic soldiers and a large number of fallen equipment were wrapped in a lot of metal, and the space marines began to exert their strength, tearing away the ruins on their bodies with incredible force.

And the Chaos cultists, they didn't think that anyone could clean up the zombies below without activating a massive force without being detected, so the Space Marines only heard a word. "Collapse! Hurry up and call someone! ”

"Gods, damn it! Where is someone! It's a Space Marine, it's Astarte, open..."

Bang, I saw the master chief pat the dust on his body, and raised his gun to shoot the yelling guy to death, the whole thing turned into blood, and the other brothers helped the Chimera armored car out of the rubble, and he left to command immediately. "Go over the rubble and keep moving!"

And those Chaos cultists have been sluggish because of such mutations, they want to fight back, but suddenly realize that their heavy equipment is buried in the ground, many people have also fallen to their deaths, and new weapons are transported, and which people are also leaving, but they still shoot, but the automatic weapons don't even hurt to hit the joints of the Space Marines, not to mention the Chimera armored vehicles and they are moving at high speed.

The shots weren't even an obstacle, the Space Marines and Chimera armored vehicles were like shepherds driving the zombies forward, and the mighty monsters, stimulated by the heat and glare of the stars, subconsciously tore through the defenses built by the cultists who created them with their bodies.

Corpses filled trenches, torn sandbags, barbed wire, even heavy machine guns could only defend for a moment before being engulfed, and thousands of cultists died in just a moment.

Until the invincible Levalus tank stopped the zombies with its terrible main guns, and blew up the flesh along with his own soldiers, and Eddard sent the soldiers on top of the tank. Feng. Ka asked with a dark face. "Who invaded here?"

The Scout replied immediately. "It's... A squad... A squad of only ten Space Marines, one armored car! ”

Ed. Feng. Ka smiled, he was laughed at angrily, he was strict and painstakingly defended, and as a result, he was 40% of the defense line broken through by zombies?

But he said quickly. "Call the rune team, the ceremony will be completed in a day and a half, I'm going to be foolproof, and I, I'll become the first Alpha+-level psionic in the history of this star region, just like Scat didn't do!"

(End of chapter)