God Emperor’s Angel of Death

: "Don’t speak out, don’t move, and listen to my instructions."

With a huge trolley, chirp chirp twitter twitter kept arguing, and an ordinary green skin followed behind, fighting against the farts, apparently urging them to move forward quickly, but ignored them. Quarrel.

The cart was full of dead bodies, and they were all dismembered. The top one was a young girl with her head on her lap.

Although the blood-stained brown hair covers his face, Hartman seems to be able to feel that the other person’s eyes are looking at him, and there is a thought in his mind about the final destination of this trolley. The terrifying conjecture.

"These shit!"

Sivari was angered, and as soon as he was about to shoot, Hartman rushed over to hold him.

"Don't open fire."

He lowered his voice and said coldly and nodded towards Lunent in the distance.

Although the goal is so attractive, although the God Emperor can feel the righteous anger that they have accumulated in their chest at that moment, Hartman feels that there is no need to let the green skins notice this because of venting their emotions. With the existence of the team, there will be opportunities in the future.

Foreign mountains and rivers, absolutely irreconcilable!

Soon, the green leather squad team left, and the six remnants emerged from the darkness like ghosts in a tomb.

No one wants to speak, everyone just keeps going along the established route.

Fearing that Greenskins would pursue an empty position after finding an empty position, they walked for 10 hours without any rest in the middle.

Although Hartman was worried about this adventure, they passed through the center of the residential area unscathed.

But he really didn’t want to go into details about this journey. For example, they had passed by a destroyed and desecrated Imperium church, where the offerings were looted. Judging from the stench, the green skin still It used to be a temporary toilet.

Although the probability of this behavior is minimal in theory, because most green skins will only solve this physiological need wherever they are, this concept of performing corresponding activities in special places is for them Too obscure.

Apart from this is undoubtedly deliberately desecrating the majesty of Imperium.

Even so, the desecrated church pales in comparison to the school building they encountered.

It used to be an elegant and well-proportioned building. The wide square in front was cleverly arranged with fountains and colonnades for students to relax and enjoy the cool. Now the windows and statues of the building are covered with corpses that twist with the wind. With those robes, Hartman inferred that those people were once teachers in the school, and it was obvious that very few people died easily without experiencing torture.

Other people were silent when they saw this scene, but Luneng spit, and Hartman only felt that the emotions in his heart were beyond words.

At that time, he only wanted to kill every green skin on the planet, even with his bare hands, but his survival instinct soon suppressed the urge to avenge these tragic victims-temporarily.

While along the way, they also encountered other small waves of green skins, both boys and ass, wandering around for some reason, most of them concentrated on yelling And fight each other.

Once or twice, Hartman saw them draw out their weapons to resolve their disputes. Although they only left some bullet holes and wounds cut by an axe on their opponents, none of the guys who participated in the fight were permanently affected. Sexual harm, and most of the greenskins ignore the immediate dispute, their barbarism has clearly penetrated into their bones.

Similarly, in consideration of survival, Hartman still did not alarm any of them.

In the next two hours, they never touched the green skin again.

At this moment, the nest is at the bottom level. Due to the large number of pipe breakages caused by the war, the heat is unbearable, and it is filled with moisture and corruption, which is suffocating.

While Luneng cursed in a low voice and wiped the thick sweat on his unshaven face in vain, he also threw out a gray and transparent spider in his left ear—he actually did it before. Didn't notice the spider in the ear.

Epilus stubbornly cursed the green leather, cursed the sweat-filled heavy lead-like boots, and the soaked combat uniform. Backpack belt into the skin of the shoulders.

Hartman Paul had no complaints, he just took the kettle out of his backpack and pulled it away.

The water in it was hot, not salty, and smelled of metal, but Hartman drank the water anyway.

The gunner Siwari, walking in front of Hartmann, walked forward with a difficult load, sorrowful and lamented voices accompanied his footsteps, he walked limping, his left foot limped very difficult to deal with.

Everyone thinks it’s the wrong way, but Wannis firmly believes that there is no wrong way.

But Hartman really doesn't think he is sure about this. Even the standard Compass and illuminators of the infantry are not available. All they can do is pray that the emperor can guide them.

"The power is cut off."

There is no day and night at the bottom of the nest. The light belt composed of electricity is the only identifier. In some relatively central locations, there are small The artificial sun simulates the alternation of day and night, but now those lights are all extinguished.

Darkness immediately enveloped everyone, not only making everyone’s heart tremble, but also making their follow-up journey more difficult-this kind of situation is unrealistic for marching, they may be possible at any time Hit a team of Greenskins head-on.

"Should we take a break?"

Epilus began to grumble again, his face was haggard, and it was obvious that his injuries had tortured him.

Hartman has a very bad feeling, Epirus' wound may have been infected, and the ball-like hand covered in dirty bandage has begun to fester.

The communicator did not say this, but Hartman can smell it sometimes, which worries him-Vannis is currently the only field medical soldier, but he is not a regular doctor. Nor does he have the relevant medical skills and sufficient medical equipment to perform an amputation in the field.

No matter from which point of view, he is not the kind of person who can save other people, and the other people in the team have no medical skills in this area.

"Aiya!"

Suddenly, the gunner Sivari fell forward, and he tripped on a thin lead wire with one of his feet.

The other people all lay down on the ground immediately before the blasting, and the gunner was blown into the sky like a broken doll in the next second. When he fell down, the mud splashed like rain. , And his body has become drenched with blood, fragmented.

"Don't move!"

The lying down Hartman lifted up a little nodded, and said in a hoarse low voice.

He opened the safety of the laser gun, and his eyes patrolled the dense darkness, looking for any suspicious targets.

But nothing happened.