God Emperor’s Angel of Death

In this galaxy, some things just do not conform to common sense, nor do they conform to people's established thinking.

Although the human side has sent their most powerful ground forces, although their armored vehicles are equipped with radars and sensors, although the battleship and defense stations on the track have a monitoring system accurate to the meter, the green skin is still Successfully raided them.

Hartman remembers clearly that the Ministry of Military Affairs has always claimed that the technological level of Green Leather is several grades lower than that of Imperium.

But now, although those wild beasts prefer blades, they also have guns and armor.

At the same time, looking at another dimension, this war from the very beginning shows that Green Leather has some other things, some things that Imperium doesn’t have at all--

" Concealment! Concealment!"

Hartman, who was trying to keep everyone alive, kept pushing the dazed recruits into the trenches or craters, but he was lifted by a shock wave in the next second. Fell to the ground.

He was in a daze, his mouth was full of blood, and there was sand in his nose, but he still held up his body.

Afterwards, he saw a soldier lying curled up beside him, his scorched body was smoking, and a disgusting smell of meat wafted from there.

Hartman was almost mad, he had never seen such a scene!

In a string of bright explosions, he saw a lot of bodies scattered around, and the sand under them melted.

Harpy rushed out of a flash of light. He was yelling at Hartman. Hartman could see the opponent's mouth moving, but couldn't hear anything.

Seeing that the voice couldn't be conveyed, Hapi rushed up and pulled Hartman up.

Finally, his hearing is gradually recovering, but all the voices are intermittent.

"To...go...those...we...impossible...fuck!"

"What? What did you say?"

"...many...all...to …That… fucking… idiot!"

Suddenly, when everyone was utterly dizzy, the hail of flames stopped.

Hartman blinked and looked at the mess around him. In this sudden silence, he heard a lot of sounds: the crackling of flames, the roar of officers, and the screams of the wounded. But all this is interrupted in his half-deaf ears.

"Fuck it!"

Happi suddenly yelled. His voice was terrifying. Hartman turned his head and looked at the terrifying scene--

Green Skin rushed over.

The boundless green-skin infantry emerged from the gradual night, gushing out of the shadows, and swept toward this Flame Land.

They have protruding fangs, knotted muscles, all kinds of crude armor reflecting the fire, and they also wield axes and big blades in their hands. Some guys also have strange-shaped guns in their hands.

Behind a particularly huge individual, a flag that floats in the air like a kite with a metal pole is painted with the weird Xenos god pattern, which vaguely looks like a smiling face, and the surroundings are also at the same time There are many fresh, blood-stained human heads hanging.

Anything in their hands becomes a primordial, savage, but shockingly effective weapon.

Even their voices.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Amidst the chilling howl, the green skin rushes across the bridge , Even wading through the water.

The soldiers who first encountered the enemy were all harvested like corn by that brandishing knife and axe. Their arms and heads flew up into the air, arterial blood spurted out, and the broken corpses fell to the ground.

"brothers! Hold on! Hold on—"

"Ahhhh! My legs! Pull my brother!"

"Let’s hurry Run!"

"Go to the parking lot! Go!"

"Grenade! Quick!"

In the face of such a fierce offensive, the human side But it was chaos, there were battles and flees, and some stayed in a daze.

Hartman heard several guns fired, but that was not a resistance at all.

Until then, their head finally came forward, and the man held a pistol and held up the command sword.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

The commander of the 114th Infantry Regiment shouted with indisputable courage:

"Leave them down Take your guns! Don't let them rush over! For Imperium! For Divine Sovereign!!!"

But Greenskin has already rushed over.

Wherever they went, the ground was full of the corpses and remains of human soldiers, and there was a subtle blood mist floating in the warm air, which could be tasted by sticking out the tongue.

Hartman's hearing was completely restored, and his ears were full of the hiss of the massacre, the sound of weapons slashing, and the screams of soldiers.

He started staggering backwards, running with a gun and firing.

Suddenly, a green skin leaped towards him, and the bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl was full of sharp yellow teeth.

Hartman blasted the opponent's face with a shot. He was lucky and hit the eye directly, and the monster covered his face and ran away.

Without waiting for Hartman to gasp, an axe swung over, Hartman drew sideways.

He crawled and crawled to a safe distance, then one-knee kneels down, levelled the rifle, and aimed at the two enemies who were charging, but then all the bullets fired were empty.

After the officer appeared, the human side organized a little resistance. The laser bullets traversed bright trajectories in the air, and the green skins began to fall one by one. The whole body was on fire or the body was exploded.

"Command! Command! This is the 114th Infantry Regiment!"

Even at the front line, the roar of the correspondents can be heard hoarsely.

"Logistic Warehouse No. 39! We need help! A large number of enemy troops appeared!"

But the communication end never responded, only disturbing white noise.

"Please help! We are being slaughtered! We are being slaughtered!"

Hartman just slipped into the next trench when a soldier next to him suddenly fell and he fixed his eyes. At first glance, it turned out to be Hapi-this poor worm was cut in half directly from the waist, and blood suddenly sprayed in all directions.

"Ah————"

Hartman was so scared that he turned around screaming, but he saw a green wild beast turning a blood-stained life Rust Blade is ready for the next attack.

He immediately instinctively raised the gun in his hand, trying to parry the enemy's weapon.

In the next second, the blade of the blade passed through the base of his thumb, cut off all his fingers and upper half of his palm, and shot his gun flying.

The knife was so swift, at first Hartman didn't feel any pain, he staggered back, watching the tiny blood flow out of his ruined hand.

After that, he felt the piercing pain.

"hmph, Ahhhhh!!!"

Then the machete swung back again, leaving a shining trail in the air.

But it did not fall.

Another rifle blocked it, the blades intersected, the slashed knife was bounced, a dark silhouette flashed, and the wild beast’s head was exploded with a precise shot, and the bayonet again He came at his throat.

Hartman lifts the head and found that it was the bearded veteran. His face was sweaty, and his gun hands were shaking slightly.

Then, the veteran looked down at Hartman.

"Be brave, you have to go now!"

Then the veteran threw a roll of bandage over.

"Wrap your hands first."

But even if there are a few warriors occasionally, they can't prevent the total collapse of the battlefield. More importantly, in the fire and smoke, Hart Man saw some galloping figures.