God Emperor’s Angel of Death

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

A familiar voice erupted from a distance. It was a roar of anger from a green-skin leader.

If the high-level sub-zero temperature of the nest is not enough to cool the blood, then this kind of Xenos roar can definitely be done.

After that, more inhuman roars vibrated the air, rushing through the gunpowder and directly into the ears of the anxious guards, sending out the signal of war.

Hartman tapped Eli’s communicator with his finger and said:

"Help me keep updating the status of the 1st and 4th companies. I need to understand the combat situation of their defense lines. I I don’t want to get any surprises."

"Understood, sir."

Hartman looked up at the sky, the night has darkened the sky, and the wind has subsided a little bit than before. , So he spoke to the company command channel again:

"brothers, prepare."

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

In the blink of an eye, a large group of green skins rushed through the gunpowder to the last position of the Hades Ninth Step Corps. There were thousands of them.

When the green skin got closer, the soldiers began to focus and shoot, carving one after another black wound on the wall of flesh, even though such a light gun barrage was used to intercept a human army. More than enough, but these greenskins' charges hardly stopped.

The laser gun can cut off or scorch the target, but lacks the powerful impact of physical ammunition. The greenskins simply disdain for a small injury, and the desire to fight is still burning in their red eyes.

Hartman also aimed his pistol at a green skin, slowed his breathing, aimed at the target, and then pulled the trigger.

The pistol jumped back violently, and a blood mist rose from the place where the wild beast used to be the head. The heavy body continued to run, the legs were still moving, and the muscles were performing what was no longer there. The brain's final command, so more bullets were fired into its head, until the skull was lifted.

In the end, the headless corpse tripped over the entangled barbed wire, spraying a red mist before it fell into the trenches.

The steaming red liquid poured out from the corpse. Even through the scarf, Hartman could smell the pungent smell of the fungus in the green skin, but there was no time to stand in a daze. , More green skin rushed towards the destroyed fortifications.

"Heavy fellers, shoot this bunch of bastards from the side!"

Under Hartman’s order, the heavy fellers that had been silent opened fire and they were deployed in positions On the two wings, the wild beasts who charged with the cross fire were paid a great price, and they fell one by one.

Even if it was less than fifty meters away from the last trench, the first charge was disintegrated, and the remaining greenskin turned and ran quickly to join the second wave charge.

The angry noise of the heavy logging gun stopped.

"Good job, but no time to celebrate!"

Another green tide has burst.

"Second wave, everyone, replenish ammunition and energy cartridges."

Speaking, he took out a new magazine from his coat pocket and slammed it into The place to go.

If the first wave of green skins looked big and fierce, then compared to the dark-skinned wild beasts that are swarming now, they are just little ghosts.

These all are big guys, their arms bulge out due to abnormally swollen muscles. They are all wearing rough armor made of scrap iron and leather connected by bolts, unless they hit the head. Part, the laser gun will not hurt them much, at most it will burn the iron pieces hot.

And these fighting intent crazy green skins don't care about scalding a piece of skin at all. They will absorb all the light bullets and rush straight to the top of Jiu Tuan's head.

"I need heavy explosive guns to focus on the armored bastards, and leave the rest to the mortars and laser guns, understand? Spitfires, wait for orders, don’t waste fuel! Mortars , I need to suppress the firepower in the mid-range and focus the fire on the gathered enemies. Just like before, don’t use the grenades indiscriminately!"

Soon, the heavy weapon squad was ready everywhere in the line of defense.

The second wave green leather also approached quickly, while firing violently in the general direction of the trench. The bullet hit the sandbag and the soldiers bowed their necks.

"Don't be afraid! At this distance they can't even hit an Oglin—"

When Hartman said this, one was meter away to his right The soldier was hurled against the back wall of the trench by a force capable of breaking bones. The corpse fell to the ground and half of his head was gone, as if he had been bitten by something fiercely.

Within a few seconds, more than a dozen soldiers from far away from the trench fell. Once hit by a green-skin bullet, they were basically fatal.

Hartman put the pistol back into the holster, held the hilt of the powered sword hung on his left hip, and forced his blade to regain freedom.

He could hear the company's non-commissioned officers shouting slogans to increase courage. At the same time, the greens jumped over the barbed wire and sandbag dams. Some guys were scraped by the barbed wire, and others scraped them down. His back was used as a bridge through the dangerous barb, trampling directly from above.

"Grenade!"

When the first green skin jumped to a distance of thirty meters, all the warriors threw out the grenades neatly.

Boom————!

In a string of rumbling sounds, the wave of green skins that rushed to the front was blown up and down, causing heavy casualties.

"Fire Spitzer! Keep the moat, don’t let those beasts turn in from the side!"

There are too many green skins, besides the big enemies on the front, there are many more Greenskin appeared from the side of the defense line, trying to get directly into the trench, and as night fell, Hartman could not observe how many enemies were circling to the side.

In fact, you don't need to look at it. Just by listening to the roar, Hartman knows that the person who stays on the side can't stop it at all.

"Here is a damn fire-breathing soldier, now!"

At this time, there were already greenskins jumping into the trenches, and Hartman stared when he saw them. Closed eyes.

That guy can be called a huge monster even from the perspective of the green skin. The rough muscles with abnormal proportions are much stronger than the largest of the Ninth Step Corps. In the trenches, almost no one can. Stop it.

But after a while, the fire-breathers who rushed in hurriedly opened fire.

A hot torch fuel sprayed out along the trenches, greedily engulfing the enemy’s flesh and blood, just a few breaths, the original big boss only left armor, weapons and iron boots. The molten iron piece can prove that it once existed.

"More kills are coming!"

The flamethrower turned his head and shouted:

"Fuel only 1/4/2021 is left, sir!"

He then sprayed another fire wave, and Hartman heard the roar of green skin rushing towards them through the roar of flames. Cut off abruptly when the flames swallowed everything.

After a while, as more and more greenskins jumped into the trenches, the fuel for the Spitfire finally ran out.

"The enemy is coming!!"

He shouted loudly and rushed back from the passageway, and the soldiers armed with laser guns immediately stepped forward to fill his position.

"Listen, brothers!"

Hartman snapped on the walkie-talkie:

"Even if I'm going to hang up today, I will lie down with you Together, but remember what I said before, kill each one, for the God Emperor, for Armageddon!"

In an instant, the shouts erupting along the trenches filled the air.

"For the God Emperor! For Armageddon!!!"

With a scream, a dozen flares gradually raised, shrouded the earth in a bloody color.