The war of the Five Hundred Worlds did not end with the success of Operation Spear of Espendo.

However, the plague has indeed been weakened a lot, but in addition to Espendo, there are many worlds that have been installed with machines invented by Mortarian, but these machines do not have a second Kalama in them, so they are not as effective as the one on Espendo.

It's been a month since the Battle of Spear of Espendo.

Half a month ago, the 44th Infantry Regiment of the Tyrone Army and the Tyrone Space Marines Synthetic Regiment were deployed to a new battlefield to help the already crumbling auxiliary corps on the battlefield.

With 44 regiments on top, the original body can transfer reinforcements that should have been sent to the battlefield to the battlefield where the fighting is more intense.

After a long voyage of three days, the 44 Infantry Regiment arrived at a new battlefield - Pamenio.

In Pamenio, a large city called Hecateon, five hundred mortal auxiliaries and a unit of battle nuns are defending the most core of the city.

Originally, they directly defended the entire city, but for some reason, the enemy's offensive suddenly became extremely fierce after the news of Espendo's victory came.

The seven-hour battle rule is no longer in effect.

Instead of attacking every seven hours, the Plague Walking Corpses and Plague Warriors are on an endless offensive end.

The infantrymen, under the command of the Colonel of the Auxiliary Army, formed a dense salvo formation and guarded the central streets of the city to open fire on the plague walking corpses that were flooding in.

On several occasions, the walking corpses rushed directly into the line of the auxiliary army, but the commissar and colonel stepped forward to kill the walking corpses themselves and called on all the infantry not to retreat.

In the voice of "For Macurag!" "For the Five Hundred Worlds!" With a battle cry, the laser rifle shot through the bodies of countless walking corpses.

The Sisters who accompanied the auxiliaries in battle faced the plague warriors.

Dressed in force feedback armor, armed with blasters, and armed with power swords, the Battle Nuns are so powerful that the mortal auxiliaries could have imagined that the plague warriors could be left to them all.

However, the Sisters of Combat face the same problem as the auxiliaries, which is that ammunition and personnel are gradually being depleted.

Bullets and soldiers' lives are limited after all, but the plague walking corpses are endless.

Every soldier had no doubt that there were more walking corpses than everyone could store in their energy magazines.

"Sister!"

As the battle was underway, the colonel on the auxiliary side heard a nun's call, and he subconsciously looked to the other side.

The nun, dressed in the crimson force response armor, was already surrounded by two plague warriors, but then she roared in anger and swung her power sword to cut off the two enemies for the emperor, a powerful explosion that surprised even herself.

Although the Plague Warrior was dead, the Red Armor Nun's troubles were not lifted, and the poisonous water that erupted from the Plague Warrior's body splattered on her armor.

Wisps of green smoke rose from the red armor, and the nun's arm was the most corroded, and even the flesh had festered along with the arm.

"God Emperor, please protect me, I can't die yet, there are still too many sisters and brothers in this city who need to be rescued!"

The red-armored nun retreated to cover for the other sisters, and half-knelt on the ground and took out the emblem of the state religion in prayer.

In the next second, all the poisonous water on her body dissipated, the rotten flesh and armor returned to their original state, and even the energy consumed by the force feedback armor reached a full state at this time.

"The Divine Emperor has not summoned me to serve him!" Sister Redarmor roared to her feet, raising her power sword and pointing straight to the sky, "For the Golden Throne!" ”

The nuns shouted for the Emperor, for the throne or something, and slashed the plague warriors in a frenzy.

The soldiers of the auxiliary army were also inspired by the miracle that happened to the nun, and they burst out with combat effectiveness far beyond the norm, and everyone's shooting accuracy was improved.

However, the combat effectiveness of the auxiliary soldiers is limited after all, and the endless sea of corpses makes it difficult for them to resist, and they don't even have time to change their energy magazines.

Just as the walking corpses were about to shatter the salvo formation of the auxiliaries, the ground suddenly trembled.

The colonel who commanded the auxiliary army slashed and killed a walking corpse, then felt a tremor and laughed loudly to the political commissar on the side: "It's the armored troops who have arrived!" ”

The commissar pulled the chainsaw sword out of the head of the walking corpse and looked at the sea of corpses in front of him: "No, not armored troops. ”

The infantry stopped firing and stared blankly ahead.

I saw more than 200 Ouglins wearing power armor lining up in a long line, rushing from behind the walking corpse with shields on their heads, and they crushed all the walking corpses in their path like humanoid tanks.

Not even a plague warrior standing in front of them could stop Augrin from charging.

The sound of several blasts hitting the shield rang out at the same time as the sparse sound of the Plague Warrior being struck by Ogrin.

At the high point of the city's ruins, a large number of people, infantry and heavily armed squads, suddenly appeared, and their weapons either left a flame in the sea of corpses or turned a part of the walking corpse or the plague warrior into quicksand scattered all over the place.

"Take care of your Oglicans!" The Colonel yelled at these Tyrone reinforcements.

The Ogrins have smashed away the walking corpses, and the Auxiliaries are in their path.

However, before they could collide with the Auxiliaries, the Ogrin Armor's built-in system detected friendly forces and forcibly took over control of the Armor, forcing the Ogrin to stop and head towards their real enemy.

Immediately, a group of Space Marines appeared directly in front of the auxiliaries.

There are three of these battle squads, and the Space Marines are unusually large.

"Stand behind the sons of Antaeus!"

With the roar of the leader of the Sons of Antaeus, a heavy stampede sounded, and the Sons of Antaeus marched towards the Plague Warriors, knocking them out of Ogli, who didn't know what to do next, and standing in line, steady, and firing their missiles.

There is a missile launcher the size of a car with more than 100 dense small emholes.

The three Sons of Antaeus battle squad, eighteen Sons of Antaeus, they stood together and launched more than 2,000 missiles, instantly cleaning up the sea of corpses in front of them.

Outside the city, there is still a steady stream of walking corpses heading into the city.

Burning falcons whistled low over, dropping a barrage of burning barrages on the outskirts of the city to block the path of the walking corpses.

The Pamenio people like to build tower-shaped buildings on top of each other, and the tall buildings in the city have become the lair of plague walking corpses and plague warriors, so the battle is still not over.

"Son of Antaeus!" Grote teleported behind Saran, "My men will go to the surviving civilians in the city, and I want you to deal with the buildings that have become nests of filth, just see the tall buildings bombard, and there will be no living people inside." ”

"Leave the hardest task to the sons of Antaeus!" Warband Leader Saran marched down the street.

(End of chapter)