God Emperor’s Angel of Death

The green leather faded again.

The battlefield is silent, and the survivors either sit on the spot like a corpse or wander aimlessly like a walking corpse.

At this moment, a group of people came hurriedly. There were four of them, including the young soldier, carrying a tarpaulin in his hand. Each of the four was holding a corner. Something seemed to be wrapped in the canvas. , Is blowing a faint thick smoke.

"Meck! Meck!"

In the temporary headquarters, Yarik walked out quickly. Now he is a few years old compared to the previous one, and his temples are white. , The skin and lips are also as dry as tree bark.

He moved towards the silent team and rushed, the four of them stopped and put the canvas on the ground.

Arik stepped forward, almost unable to believe his eyes.

There is no Meck he is familiar with here, only a bunch of rotten meat still panting slightly.

Rotten meat is not an exaggeration, because the other person’s body no longer has a piece of intact skin, and it has disappeared from the waist down, only some intestinal fragments are hanging on it, and the chest is open. With a large opening of one centimeter, you can see the scorched lungs and the monk's slowly moving heart. The left hand is gone, and the right hand below the elbow has also disappeared.

The face is even more horrible. One eye socket is empty, and there is still a little viscous liquid inside. The other is white. The scalp, mud and rags are stuck together, and the ears are The nostrils were pure blood holes, and the lips were burned to the point that only a little skin was left, and the teeth were exposed.

Arik has seen countless dead bodies. According to his understanding, people are impossible to be injured like this, because any kind of injury is enough to make Meke suffocate.

And his fatal injuries now have at least double digits.

The only thing that can be explained is that the medicine remaining in his body maintains his life, and he will die as long as the medicine is over.

"Meck."

Yarik squatted down and held the opponent's broken arm. The opponent's skin was still hot.

"Yarui...g..."

A whisper-like voice flowed from the gap between the slightly open teeth.

Yarik changed from squatting down to kneeling, lying next to Meck, listening carefully to the other party's last words.

"This....pen.....sale.....lost.......big..."

"I will pay it back! I I will pay it back! Meck, I promised you!"

"No...no...use...I paid it back..."

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Meke turned his head slightly, a smile seemed to squeeze out of his hideous face.

"...I...I have done...a generation...a son...a bad guy...politics...commission... You say...God...Divine Sovereign...Also...Will...Accept...I...Soul...Does it. ..."

"He will! He will! We will all reunite under Golden Throne!"

"Then...but...really. ...Great..."

With the last gasp, there was no more movement in Meck's body.

Areak wanted to say something at the end, but found that any language was meaningless. He didn't feel sad, because such sacrifices have been too much during this period of time.

All of his regiment-level and battalion-level officers have basically changed more than twice, not to mention ordinary soldiers.

Now that the war has been fought, even he is a little desperate. The surviving more than 300 million civilians are crowded into the small upper nest. Young and middle-aged people, including those over 15 years old, are on the battlefield, but that’s it, they Still lost on the verge of collapse again and again.

The news from far away has always been bad, and the support to Haier Riches is very unsatisfactory. Ouke mobilized a large number of psionicists and suddenly launched an attack on the city, killing the nest in an instant. Half of the people.

If it weren't for the holy blood angels to descend from the sky, the nest would almost fall.

But then this successful start-up group also fell into a bitter battle. They had to fight tens of thousands of times their own enemy. In order to avoid orbital strikes, Ouke broke into the nest in a large number of pieces. Are all underground, leading to a further increase in fighting.

The situation in the equatorial jungle is also not optimistic. After a period of cultivation, the formerly dispersed Ouk tribe gathered again and continued to launch attacks in the direction of the second continent, constraining a large number of human forces.

So in this case, the support that can be provided to Hades Nest is very limited.

"Sir, Astarte is here."

Suddenly, Arek's deputy spoke, so he stood up and looked towards the back of the position.

I saw three temporarily modified armored vehicles approaching quickly, and then ten Astartes jumped down from above, including the recruits of Astral Knight and the warrior of the Holy Blood Angel.

"Commissar Yarik, we have repelled the enemy on the east side."

It was Armin who was speaking. Because of the "death" of Calistarius, he At present, he is the commander of all Space Marine in Hades Nest, and several warriors including the Holy Blood Angel also obeyed his dispatch.

"You came in time, the commander here just died."

Arik glanced at Meck’s corpse on the ground, then bent over to cover it with canvas Live, let the soldiers take it to the back for burial.

"So the defense has become very weak, you may need your help."

"Understood, we will be responsible for the defense of the area next."

Speaking, Arming paused, which immediately caught Yarek's attention.

"What's the matter?"

"Commissar Yarek, we just felt a large-scale psychic explosion in the north."

"That's mine A friend."

"Friend."

Almin stared at Yarek meaningfully for a while, then nodded.

"It seems that you have made arrangements, so I won't worry about that side, but the situation on the west side is also very bad. You'd better go over and take a look."

" I’m about to go."

The Defensive Array on the west side lost contact half an hour ago, although he is not worried about losing there—because Moiz, the wild dog is stationed there. The boss of the gang.

The wild dog gang is known for its unity. Those who join have to take a blood oath, and all of them are called brother sisters.

After handing over the position to Astarte, Yarek drove to the west position. Along the way, he saw many wounded soldiers retreating, and he felt bad.

When he arrived at the position, he found that the situation was worse than he thought.

The position on the west side is actually established along the upper nest retaining wall, so it is the area with the best geographical advantage for the entire nest, but correspondingly, the attackers in the other directions are faced with complex and narrow roads. The west side is a very spacious attack front, because this is the main land entrance and exit of the upper nest, so it is unobstructed, and it is very suitable for green leather to play a quantitative advantage.

So here was a key attack by Greenskins.

The last time Arrick came, the fortifications here stood in great numbers, called Copper Wall Iron Bastion.

But now, most of the bunkers have become burning ruins, and the city wall has been damaged in many places. There are huge craters all over the position. In addition to the distorted machine gun artillery, there are scattered stumps. Broken arm, looking everywhere.

The wailing of the wounded soldiers and the crying of the survivors make this place almost like a cemetery where a funeral is being held.

One kilometer away, the gunfire still rumbling, obviously Greenskin did not stop the attack.

The arrival of Yarek didn't change the atmosphere much, and even the guards were too lazy to salute.

He walked straight to the command post, and as soon as he entered, he saw his old acquaintance lying on the stretcher, and the white cup on his body had been dyed red.

The strong smell of disinfectant reverberates in the air for a long time.