God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Everyone pay attention to see if there are any other leads."

Hartman warned, and took advantage of the situation to get a smudge on the back of his head. His brown hair tucked under the helmet.

After a few minutes of observation, he found that there was nothing unusual, so he said softly:

"Let’s continue walking. If there are really green skins nearby, they would have been directed at us. Here comes, this kind of low-level trap should have been done a few weeks ago."

Everyone nodded agreed. Although tired and hungry, no one wants to stay in this trap full of traps. In the area.

Then the team began to advance cautiously again, this time Hartman was in the front, Lunengt and Epirus were by the side, and Vannis and Glass took care of the rear.

"Where are we, sir?"

Soon after, Epirus began to complain again, and while walking, his eyes kept patrolling the ground to prevent any other leads. .

"It stands to reason that we are so far away from the line of defense, we should also meet who."

"Can't you do something else?"

Luneng interrupted him.

"Save some energy."

Epilus looked at him condemningly, and fell silent in the back.

The mist rising from the ruins turned the air into a pale white, and everyone walked more and more steeply, as if trekking in a mountain stream. .

Suddenly, Hartman quietly extended the hand signaled the team to stop and don't move. After waiting for a few minutes, he turned his face and talked softly with everyone.

"The shelter in front of you is beginning to become sparse. Be careful. We may step into the green-skinned camp at any time. Now we can't tell where their range of activities has changed."

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They crawled quietly in the forest like ghosts, minimizing the probability of being discovered.

Suddenly, accompanied by a gunshot, there was an exclamation in the darkness about fifty meters away, followed by Glass's voice.

"Greenskin!"

The recruits shouted with uncontrollable fear.

"Disperse!"

At the order of Hartman, everyone took up their weapons and hid in the bunker, trying to distinguish the green skin from the darkness. .

Then the laser gun fired again, and then another shot, and then everything fell silent.

Something is moving in the dark, big, quite big.

In the book "Imperium Infantry Advanced Manual", there is a section called "Patrol and Ambush", which describes in detail how to use the bayonet to kill silently.

There are also illustrations, and Hartman clearly remembers that the screen shows how an Imperium guard soldier used a bayonet to blade green leather.

The green skin in the picture is about 1 meter high and has a big belly and is ridiculous.

But now he is pretty sure that the green skin is neither 1.2 meters nor potbellied, nor is it funny.

Green skin is frightening.

Suddenly, Hartman saw something and took up his weapon—the visibility in the dark was only about ten meters, but a fully grown green skin was not hard to find.

He discovered that it was slowly walking through the ruins, holding a weapon that he thought could be called a homemade heavy logging gun.

The thing is shoddy, it looks like it was welded casually with scrap metal, and what makes Hartman unimaginable is that this weapon is sprayed with shiny red. A huge drum-shaped ammunition box was attached to it, and even though it was unbelievable, Hartman had no doubts about the effectiveness of this weapon.

Because in the past few months, more than 3,000 people in their entire regiment were killed and injured by such weapons.

As soon as he raised the gun, Greenskin spotted them.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

Greenskin roared and tried to aim after firing, which gave Hartman a space to bury himself in the filthy mud under his feet to escape.

The sound of the green leather weapon is deafening, and the thing jumps up and down in the rough green hands like a living thing, but as mentioned before, its formidable power is not simple.

da da da ——

The large-caliber bullets pouring frantically from the flaming logging guns whizzed across the squad’s head and hit the broken walls. Get rustling sound.

Lunent lay on the ground to fight back with all his strength, but missed.

Hartman noticed that there was a long laser gun burn mark on Greenskin's left shoulder, which was where Glass had hit before, but it seemed that the injury did not affect its movement in the slightest.

Suddenly, the gunfire stopped.

With an annoyed growl, Greenskin hurriedly concealed and loaded ammunition. Hartman realized that the opponent was also surprised by the encounter, so he immediately got up and ran to the side and tried to outflank it. , Others kept shooting to cover my actions.

As Greenskin’s terrifying lumbering gun roared again, Hartman just got into a collapsed iron shed roof. He fired at that position and aimed at the wild beast’s back. A fierce shot.

There was no protection behind this green skin. The laser burned through its skin, making it very furious, waving the logging gun that was still shooting and spinning around on the spot.

The bullets flew all over the sky suddenly, and the scared Hartman hurried to the ground.

Greenskin bends over and growls. He is seriously injured but still can't die. Although Hartman knows that Greenskins are really resistant, it's a bit fierce.

Lunent fired again, also incurring a deafening counterattack, and the huge weapon spurted flames.

Suddenly, with a harsh noise, it jammed.

Hartman seized this moment and jumped out of concealment.

"Kill it!"

Everyone focused on it and shot it wildly, smashing it to pieces in one breath.

"Target cleared."

After taking a few breaths, Hartman finally spoke out, and everyone leaned forward.

"It became quieter."

For Luneng, Hartman just nodded in agreement.

The sound of the green-skinned gun is so loud that it can be heard within three miles, but now I can’t even hear the sound of the laser gun.

Everyone took advantage of this moment to replace the laser gun with a new energy cartridge.

"This place is dangerous. We must move right away."

Vannis stopped suddenly and put a hand on Hartman's arm to stop him.

"Wait, I heard something from over there."

Hartman turned around and heard footsteps, so he immediately raised his gun .

xiu xiu xiu!

In the darkness, three sharp calls suddenly sounded. Hartman froze for a while and immediately responded with a whistle, but only five.

"Oh my god, didn't expect to meet living people here."

Soon, a group of soldiers came out of the darkness, about twenty people.

"Which unit are you from?"

"We are from the 537 Infantry Regiment."

Leading Legion was taken aback when he heard this number.

"Uh...didn't you guys wiped out ten days ago?"

Hartman suppressed the anger that punched the opponent in the face, and whispered:

"It's almost the same."

The other party also noticed that he was breaking his promise and waved his hand.

"Sorry, brother, I just said casually, how many of you are left?"

"It's all here."

"Well, It seems that your situation is not good. In the past few days, there were a lot of troops like yours who withdrew, hundreds more and a dozen less, all escaped after the position fell. We patrolled every day. All can be encountered, but it has almost disappeared recently. Maybe you are the last batch. This patrol should be the last time. The number of green skins is increasing."

Hartman heard it right away. The mystery in the other party's words.

"Are many positions lost at the same time."

"The entire rust zone is lost, dozens of regiments are trapped in it."

"How come So suddenly?"

The other party pointed his finger to the ground.

"The situation in that place is even worse."

Hartman was clearly nodded.

"Well, let’s not say so much. You just fought with Greenskins. It is estimated that reinforcements will be attracted soon. We will withdraw quickly."

"39 Is the -12 defense zone okay?"

"It can only be said that it is not that bad, but it is not good."

After that, Hartman and his party left here with the patrol team, but The defensive battle of Hades Nest has just entered the darkest moment--