Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 539 What are you doing?
Captain Hannah Katzlar woke up from the dizziness caused by the impact.

In order to get rid of those damned Hell Dragons, they rushed into the stone forest and made a very low-altitude, high-risk flight.

It must have succeeded, because in the last few seconds before the impact, she felt the wing lighten and regain balance - but her control stick was previously tightened according to the tilted weight, and she was too late to avoid the last stone pillar -

Then a huge noise and the heat of fire hit her from the side and rear. The last thing she remembered was screaming "Hold on tight, we are going to make an emergency landing!!!" and then she put all her weight on the plane and tried her best to level the nose.

How much time has passed now? Maybe only a few dozen seconds have passed, or maybe a few dozen minutes have passed.

She wasn't sure.

Hannah shook her head hard to suppress the nausea, and then began to try to feel her arms, body, legs, and toes - she tried to move ten toes, then moved ten fingers, great, they were all still under control.

She moved again and squeezed herself out of the twisted and broken driver's seat. The cold wind blew the unburned black smoke from the distant city and factory ruins. Her skin was covered with goose bumps. She pulled out one leg and stood on the ground, then another leg. Damn, there was a cut in her side ribs and she felt sticky blood flowing from there.

The first aid kit was under the back seat, next to Ravs—oh, that's right! How's Ravs? ! She turned around hastily to move the large pieces of fuselage skin. "Ravs?" She didn't dare to speak too loudly, and called softly to her most trusted and loyal partner—Hannah suddenly felt her heart pounding, as if it was going to jump out of her chest—she was so stupid, she should have told him before the last takeoff that she was happy to be able to fight with Ravs for the 221st time, and she should have kissed him.

Yes, she should do it, she should tell Raffs, she should do it now, when she finds him, they can hug each other, kiss each other, and then run back to Clough Castle together with the information, she knows the nearest secret door that few people know about -

She removed the last piece of skin from the gunner sitting in the back seat. She saw Lavs's purple eyes reflecting the sunlight, looking at her brightly. He was still holding the trigger of the heavy felling gun tightly. She was about to breathe a sigh of relief and say with a smile, "Let go, we are safe..."

No.

Hannah blinked desperately, tears beginning to build up in her lavender eyes.

Rafes was indeed not dead, but he could not be considered alive either. He was her gunner, her partner, the young man she loved. Half of his head with short brown hair was cut off by shrapnel from a ground artillery bullet, but he used his last breath and consciousness to get his fingers and body stuck in the shooting position of the heavy felling gun, so that no matter how Hannah flew, he would not stop shooting at the enemy chasing her.

She moved closer to him and reached out to touch his face - it was still warm, he was still breathing lightly, and part of his brain was still working for the time being, but she couldn't leave him here alone for that long.

Hannah held back her tears, dragged out her first aid kit from under his seat, then pulled out a pistol from the holster on her belt and put it against his chin, "Don't worry, we are safe, Rafes. You can rest first..."

She murmured, putting her finger on the trigger. At the same time, she kissed his cheek -

"what are you doing?"

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"what are you doing?"

Lord Robert Mercury Guilliman asked the officer this question with a tired feeling of being indifferent to life and death and fighting against opposition.

This was the umpteenth time he had asked this question today.

Of course, we can assume that this is because the unruly men of Fenris, even with the teachings and warnings of the wolf priests, are not the kind of people who will cooperate obediently, which is why he kept asking them what they were doing along the way - "After all, tribal shamans can usually only play a role of advice. If they can't cure diseases or injuries, they will often be beheaded and replaced." - From Hong Suo, who dares to say anything and was corrupted by his brother Magic Salon, a certain black-skinned, green-eyed mortal psychic consultant (right)

Of course, before the Space Wolves drew their axes, he immediately used a private channel to whisper some terrible words to Owen Golgan, the Wolf Lord who theoretically had experienced the Battle of Fenris. The Wolves saw that their Wolf Lord, who had always been very resolute, fierce and indomitable, changed his face drastically, and even looked a little gnashing his teeth and frowning for a moment - this was really incredible!

However, Owen Gao Gang ignored the strange looks of his brothers, pulled the strange pharmacist, whose identity was unclear, aside and whispered to himself. Then, after a round of tugging and bargaining, Gao Gang returned to the wolf pack with a dreamy expression.

It was then announced that the entire Iron Wolf Company was now temporarily under the command of Brother Master Hong Suo of the "Silver Skull" Regiment.

Of course, no wolf could be so easily convinced, but first of all, the unconvinced wild wolves were all unable to defeat the enchanting champion brought by the master - although each of them thought that this was a damn Word Bearer bastard who should be tied up and impaled on a cross as their predator and Rand's target, instead of being qualified to fight alongside the wild wolf warriors. But the wolf priest Asgar immediately gave each of them a scepter and said that they were too young, and expressed great approval of Master Hongsuo's wit, praising him for being "as cunning as a dire wolf", and the latter accepted it with a smile.

Secondly, whether as a reward or a sign of the alliance's sincerity, this magical potion master then healed all their wounded with an indescribable speed and means, but these means seemed very transparent, just an injection, a medicine, a light, and then it was uncovered! So that the wolves had no way to object. You say, they all used the herbs and ointments brought by their priests as materials, how come the ointment he made was so effective and strong, and the sutures were so painless and scar-free? The last point was not so good. After all, scars are the medals of manliness.

Once again, they turned around and began to support the Black Templars' steadfast cousins. When their vehicles were loaded with the Black Templars who suddenly became very talkative and reasonable and started again, the members of the Iron Wolf Company found that the road ahead was unstoppable: the stronger demons blocking the road were dealt with by the enchanted champion "Mercuris" who Hongso claimed to be completely under his control. Under the champion's huge axe full of light and heat, no demon could be his opponent. The champion's fiery anger was as real as substance. The red flames that almost turned into white and gold surrounded him and blew up the scriptures on his body. From a distance, it looked like the drooping wings of an angel or the robes of a saint. Even Owen Gao Gang privately thought that perhaps the Supreme King of Fenris would find it difficult to get any benefits under such courage.

In the end, they found that the Black Legion's orbital bombardment or ground-based inflection fire could not hurt them at all, and the fact that they could let the steel torrent rush across the plains and crush all the monsters and demons completely moved these Space Wolves who loved their vehicles and liked vehicle combat: what Hongsuo promised them was true, and as long as the Space Wolves agreed to temporarily incorporate their own formation into Hongsuo's formation, the Master Potion Master promised that his mobile defense position would be enough to protect them all.

Ero Bearclaw happily jumped off the tank, rushed over and chopped off the Slaanesh demon whose half body was blown off by his Predator crew but was not dead yet. Its head screamed and soared into the sky. Before it finished the curse, its real body began to disintegrate and melt, and was expelled back to the sea of ​​souls. Then he ran back and jumped back to the side of the turret to hang on, observing whether there were any other fish that slipped through the net and needed an extra boost. This kind of plain hunting is really exciting! He can chop like this for three days and three nights and have endless energy! It's just...

The Iron Wolf adjutant suddenly turned around and asked his Wolf Lord, "Hey, you say, Hong Suo is so useful, he can both defend and heal, why don't we send him up to help Lord Blood Howl. Maybe, we still make it in time." Owen Gaogang turned his head and glared at his adjutant, until Ero Bear Claw began to touch his head and asked "Did I say something wrong?", he jumped up and ran towards the direction of the rear car where Hong Suo was riding.

At about the same time, the front team of the blue-gray steel torrent dispelled the fog at the edge of the battlefield and arrived at a complex ruins area. This was the former arsenal area, next to the stone forest. Now it was almost all bombed into ruins under the guidance of the mysterious artillery observers in the city. Looking around, there was almost no trace of survivors. However, the Iron Wolves would not take it lightly. This terrain was extremely unfriendly to the speed of their large vehicles, and there were too many positions that could provide cover for attackers. And because of the war cover and communication loss, they needed to recalibrate the direction and find an entrance to the Clave Fortress that could avoid the enemy's sight and return to the team.

And Lord Robert Mercury Guilliman was leading the way, wandering angrily among the ruins here with an axe in his hand, patrolling as a vanguard for any little moles that might be wrong and giving them an axe.

The current record is: a terrified Cadian mother and son. The mother has closed her eyes and won't answer any questions except praying. The child in her arms is quite calm, but he is too young to speak clearly. Finally, at Guilliman's request, after being double-checked by the Wolf Priest and Honso, he was carried by the huge, furry brothers who smelled like dogs and were put on a very cool and ancient Predator tank. He only told Guilliman, "Here", "Beast."

So now that the Thirteenth Primarch has condescended to leave the group and wander around here, isn't it a bit like he is acting as bait? After all, even if he is a Space Marine, a lone one will make the beasts more likely to attack, isn't it?

Therefore, he noticed the noise of the plane crash, and when he rushed over, he saw Captain Hannah Katezlar preparing to kill her comrade with a pistol.

"What are you doing?" he asked again.

Then he saw the captain in the uniform of the Cadian Air Force jump up in fear at the first sight of him and try to shoot somewhere in the plane with her pistol - it was the fuel tank, she was trying to hide something.

Gunshots were fired.

Hannah blinked, and the red-armored demon who had just confused the Wild Wolf and the Black Templar seemed to blur.

But why didn't the fuel tank explode?
Did she miss? She remembered that the tank was still half full! The captain pulled the trigger and fired all the bullets in the gun with the greatest courage and determination in his life. If she had to burn in flames, let her die with Rafus and the precious film.

Nothing happened.

Then Hannah watched in despair as the red-armored demon in front of her spread out his hands. In his palms lay all the bullets she had shot. They were hot and slightly deformed, and then they clanged and scattered on the broken bricks on the ground.

"What are you doing?" The handsome and stately (she was horrified to find that she had used that adjective) demon frowned, with a voice full of disapproval, "It's not time to give up yet!"

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"Well... she probably judged that she couldn't take him away, and didn't want him to stay there and suffer for too long. Her companion's condition was indeed very bad."

After trying to subdue and calm Captain Hannah, who had been struggling and cursing them in Low Gothic and the local dialect, but to no avail, Honso resorted to his trick and had Marshal Amaritch, whom he had glimpsed briefly in the city, personally come out to calm her down.

Although Owen Gaoganglang, who watched the Black Templar Crusaders' Marshal skillfully use all of Master Hongso's tricks to coax Captain Hannah like a ghost, later said, "The hairs on my body are standing on end! A Black Templar Marshal who tries to comfort women and children with soft words! My All-Father's teeth are sore! Don't let Hongso touch our heads! Otherwise, we will become like him!"

But the effect is indeed possible.

The vehicles of the Iron Wolves were rumbling along, and Hannah and Ravus were now in the vehicle where Honso was, because Captain Hannah, who was finally moved by the assurances of the Black Templars who "could never betray the Emperor", half-heartedly provided them with a route to the so-called "Water Gate" of Fort Krave, a small path that was not marked on any official map.

"That's what I used to see when I was a kid flying kites," she said. "That area was the slums of the Krave Fortress, and there was no bombing value, so I guess the road is still there. The water gate was used to discharge sewage, but it can also be used by cars because large garbage trucks have to come out from there."

For some mysterious reason, Honso, although seemingly reluctant, offered to help Laves with emergency surgery.

"His life is now counting down in seconds. Even if he is cured, he may not be able to fight and will need someone to take care of him." He asked Hannah, "You wanted to kill him before, do you still want to save him now? I also have merciful potion injections available." The Wolf Lord looked at the suspicious pharmacist with suspicion, feeling that the other's face was full of "Just say you don't want to save him. Give him the Emperor's mercy."

The captain's purple eyes stared viciously at the master of potions who was wearing a working smile, as if he was the most terrible demon, asking her the choice of "Do you want to betray your beliefs?"

But finally she said.

"Save him. Please."

Then she collapsed against the wall of the simple operating room as if all the strength in her body had gone.

He covered his face with his hands and cried.

(End of this chapter)