Warhammer: I Am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 272 Sky Eagle Mountain

The abandoned city railway once connected many materials produced by Loande's endless industrial production. A large number of trains are still filled with various raw materials, but the war destroyed the road, many vehicles derailed, and scattered things were scattered all over the ground. The once main blood vessels of the city became blocked roads.

The sergeant chose to approach from here for many reasons and obstacles, such as the vile toxicity of the poisonous fog that permeated the bomb craters.

Or because it was close to the Eagle Mountain, which had become an altar of death, everything here looked gray and green, and full of filth, but the interesting thing was that they did not see any bodies of drivers or passengers. Obviously, this place had been "collected" by the enemy?

But there were no tracks or wheels here, because the car could never pass through the complex scrap iron group here.

Only the soldiers of the Imperial Guard were different. Their engines roared, and a huge Chimera armored vehicle carried nine veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. They said nothing, but began to take stimulants that helped them resist diseases in an orderly manner.

Those debris and messy obstacles became the biggest headache for the Chimera armored vehicle. The Sergeant's communicator kept hearing the servant's shouts, and he complained about how difficult it was to move forward here, but he passed through the gaps made of scraps accurately again and again.

The Space Marines did not get on the car. They walked in front and used great force to break the scraps and metals to clear the way for the car, just like a group of living bulldozers.

It was a mixed blessing. For the current situation, the cover created by the scraps could serve as a cover for the Sergeant's advance, although the complex spectral sensing on his visual device was enough to make everything unobstructed.

But as expected, the enemy did not expect that someone would approach such a place on the railway, which now had no transportation capacity, because heavy vehicles could never pass here. In this way, the scrap iron was not useless. At least from their effect, even garbage was loyal.

But when the Sergeant's complex information processing equipment touched something through his sensitive five senses, he said with certainty. "It seems that we have found the driver and the passenger, and we are not far from the destination."

The brothers of the Destroyer Eagle were happy to see such things. They also picked up their bombs, and the jumping backpacks flashed. Although they attracted many zombies, they began to install bombs on the top of the tunnel at a faster speed.

The sergeant's blade pierced the mutant's neck from behind, almost evaporating its head. The second monster also fell when it turned to him after the sound appeared, because a chain saw sword belonging to his brother was inserted into its eye socket and pierced its rotten brain.

His brother also said. "Even if those zombies don't wear the chain saw sword much, it takes precious single-molecule blades to cut flesh and blood."

The explosion of the hot melt bomb is not destruction but melting. After a quick start, the high temperature melts the entire wall. For the enemies on the air defense array and many equipment and debris that fell from the factory warehouse, such a sudden surprise caught them off guard.

It can be said that the existence of zombies is the fundamental fear of death, and the Lord of Plague uses a drop of extremely thin liquid in His endless crucible to complete the miracle in the eyes of humans.

The Chaos Cultists were already sluggish because of this sudden change. They wanted to fight back, but suddenly realized that their heavy equipment was buried underground. Many people fell to their deaths. When new weapons were transported, they left. However, they still fired, but the automatic weapons did not hurt even the joints of the Space Marines, not to mention that the Chimera armored vehicles and they were all moving at high speed.

This thing that was once described and recorded in various ways in ancient Terra definitely has a place in the evolution of human civilization. The half-rotten body squirming and being "resurrected" by the magic power of the Supreme Heaven satisfied the most primitive imagination of human beings for horror.

The brothers looked at the monsters helplessly. When the lights of the Chimera armored vehicle were scattered in this narrow tunnel, densely packed bodies gathered here, and then the turrets on it, the explosives burst into light, and the Imperial Guards who got off the car fired at the monsters together, because in this situation, they could only fight their way out.

"Reduce the sound input of your armor," the sergeant ordered as he chopped and cut a way through the monsters. "Only keep the voice communication."

"Brothers, use sticky hot melt to stick those things on the wall. Don't be stingy with the jump pack fuel. We will stick the entire top of the tunnel!"

The Master Chief led the way along the railway, with a quick pace, until the first zombie approached, and then died before its vague consciousness even discovered his existence.

"It should be the last one now." The Master Chief commented, but when he looked up and saw the dense, bright red eyes in the tunnel, he immediately said. "No!"

And the Master Chief could only set off immediately along the tunnel, searching for threats in the darkness and watching the precision timer on the helmet display, which was ticking slowly.

And tear open the corrupted bodies one by one with his sharp sword...

After the rumbling collapse, the cracked tunnel turned into a strange canyon, the dead heretic soldiers and a large amount of fallen equipment were wrapped in a lot of metal, and the Space Marines also began to exert their strength, removing the ruins on the bodies with amazing force.

"That's right! There's a heretical taint in their voices, and I won't risk corruption." The Master Chief slammed the butt of his bolt rifle into the other's rotting face, smashing the thing's exploding eyeball, breaking Liquid spurted from its head and the zombie collapsed, although still grinning.

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

But this situation has not changed much. The Master Chief used his strong shoulder armor to press a corpse against the wall, and then violently tore its body apart. The mortals of the Imperial Guard could not get too close because they would be corroded. The two brothers stuck together and opened the way like a meat grinder.

"It would be nice if there were Tyrande raiders at this time. Without heavy firepower, people feel tired." He thought briefly, and looked at the tunnel wall next to him, then hammered hard with his hands, and then Judging by the sound it conveys.

Those fighting brothers understood this, and of course they might be discovered by the enemy, but the zombies obviously avoided the light. If they filed out of the tunnel, the person being attacked would obviously be...

The Master Chief just shook the Falcon Sword in his hand, and his muscles drove the fiber bundles of the power armor. The entire armor moved slightly, so he confirmed that his equipment was still in good condition. "Go over and advance slowly. Once the range reaches the charging distance, deal with it with melee combat. Don't shoot, lest you be discovered by the enemy."

"No, we can't bypass the tunnel. We may encounter enemy reconnaissance elsewhere. Secondly..."

Because he saw a few scattered things in the distance that were born from the magic power of the Plague Lord. It was one of the boundless nightmares transformed by the power of the Chaos Gods. Although it was fragile and simple, those things were attracted by something, Probably the Chaos Magic on Aquila Mountain, many of which hide in the train tunnels out of fear of the fierce light of the star, as the temperature will cause them to decay faster.

He issued orders that were both offensive and defensive, vigilant and aggressive. His mortal servants mentally encouraged his Space Marine teammates, but the Astartes monks firmly believed in his judgment and used communicators to answer silently in the eyes of outsiders. "yes!"

Bang, I saw the Master Chief patting the dust on his body and raising his gun to kill the yelling guy. The whole thing turned into blood. The other brothers helped the Chimera armored vehicle leave the rubble, and he left to take command immediately. "Get over the rubble and keep moving forward!"

"Too many." The Master Chief's body under the headlights has turned red, completely stained with waste flesh and blood. It is crazy and terrifying, and he is the only one in the team who is not breathing heavily.

"There are strange movements here, sergeant, and there are enemies in front of us!" said a brother.

The Master Chief, his foe roaring in rage, tried to shatter Cassian's visor with his fists, which was ridiculous and impossible, as no bits of rotting flesh touched the Space Marine.

What danced with the fragments was light, amazing light, first the hot light of the molten explosion, then the light of the sun, the light of the stars, the heat, and the noise.

The dead began to move forward to avoid those things, and the entire tunnel became bright and transparent. At the same time, it collapsed, a violent collapse. The Space Marines directly ignored it with their storm shields or their armor, and mortals had no problem hiding in the Chimera.

"4 meters? Not thick, very good." Originally he didn't think there would be so many zombies, but now he really needs some new methods.

How many of those monsters were in the tunnel going down from the train could not be seen clearly. However, the tunnel was not long and was only built to bypass the factory area directly above. However, there were many air defense areas in the factory area, and there were obviously enemies stationed there.

"Keep going," he replied. "We can't let these abominations slow us down or the entire offense will fail."

Those shootings were not even considered obstacles. Those Space Marines and Chimera armored vehicles drove the zombies forward like shepherds. The infinitely powerful monsters were stimulated by the heat and bright light of the star, and subconsciously used their own bodies to tear apart creations. Defenses built by their cultists.

And he took a breath of cold air. It was a scattered white bone, and its joints revealed the color of red flesh. Obviously that color was not the so-called dyeing, but that the zombies had eaten someone alive. "I don't want to be like that!" he shouted urgently, fearing those monsters.

It's not that they can't get through it, but the losses here are obviously not good. Spend all the resources for those brainless things?

The Master Chief turned sideways and almost instinctively used his fists to break the thighs of the charging corpse, then stepped on and crushed its head. The weight made the skull crack like a ripe watermelon...

As for the Chaos Cultists, they had no idea that anyone could clear out the zombies below without activating a large force without being discovered, so the Space Marines only heard a few words. "Collapse! Call someone over quickly!"

"I don't know how many monsters there are in the tunnel. If there are too many, use your jump pack to retreat immediately, and then ask your adjutant to provide fire cover!"

One of the brothers stepped aside and slashed the enemy's leg with his sword, causing the heretic to kneel to the ground. The Master Chief pressed his bolt rifle against the enemy's head with one hand, destroying it. head of.

And that turbid thing of death was given an extremely appropriate name, zombie, at the beginning of human civilization.

"Let's go around?" said the mortal servant who was transporting the soldiers in the Chimera armored vehicle. He was a little unsure whether the claws of the monsters would tear open the armor of his new car.

The zombie's skin was already festering, and it was skinny. The skin was pale where it was still good. Its hair was rustling, and there was not much left. There were probably no eyelids on its eye sockets. However, no one would underestimate that thing. Although it did not have much defense, its strength was much greater than that of ordinary people, and it could run very fast. It was just that there were not many of them now, so it was not a big deal.

"You felt it too, Sergeant?" asked a brother.

Those stupid zombies naturally could not see the Space Marines, and the Chimera armored vehicle was also beyond its field of vision. Those monsters that were similar to beasts naturally could not hinder the supermen.

"Those monsters have good noses. Whether it's the breath from your rear or the flesh and blood in the vents above, I think their hunger for mortal bones and blood should be stronger than their obsession with Skyhawk Mountain. Look at the foot of the right one." The sergeant reminded, and the mortal servant also used the telescope in his belt to look out through the narrow observation hole of the armored vehicle.

Those silent and efficient giants relied on the bunkers to move forward alternately. It is hard to imagine that such a huge body can be so quiet, and the power armor of the Space Marines is even more powerful, which can completely cover their breath and smell, movement sounds and amazing body weight.

"Gods, damn it! Where are the people! It's the Space Marines, it's the Astartes, open..."

Corpses filled the trenches, tore open the sandbags and barbed wire, even the heavy machine guns could only defend for a moment and were swallowed up, and the death of thousands of cultists was just a moment.

The mortal servants on the Chimera armored vehicle shouted. "Too many, my bullets are almost empty!"

The existence of those zombies means that the enemy has not cleaned up the underground, and is probably using them as a form of defense.

Until the indestructible Lemanus tank stopped the zombies with its terrible main gun, and blew up the flesh and blood of its own soldiers, Ed von Ka, who was dispatching soldiers on the tank, asked with a dark face. "Who invaded here?"

The scout answered immediately. "It's... a team... a team of only ten space warriors and an armored vehicle!"

Ed von Ka smiled, he was angry and laughed, he was strict and defended painstakingly, but the zombies broke through 40% of the defense line?

But he said quickly. "Call the Rune Team, the ceremony will be completed in a day and a half, I will go there without any mistakes, and I, I will become the first Alpha + psychic in the history of this star zone, just like what Skat did not do!"

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