God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Standard Terra calendar, 943.M41

Armageddon planet, main continent, Hades nest, middle nest area, water purification plant

The apron is lit by the flashing lights on the overhead, and the barbed wire is wrapped around the light stand like vines. Many iron thorns are deeply inserted into the ground along the edge of the apron, and the punctured corpses are turned into Twist the mummy.

Four Sentinels, all idiot green skins wearing patchwork armor, patrolled the cracked concrete open ground, occasionally looked towards the darkness on their side, searching for possible threats.

They don’t look very alert.

Talos thought while observing them through his automatic sensors.

Very good, this will make his task much easier.

A damaged transport aircraft landed alone on the southern edge of the apron. The rusty landing gear of this transport aircraft was stubbornly propped up. The shell was covered with oil stains and patina, apparently it had not been for a long time. Started.

Talos flew towards the gloomy body of this machine, almost silently.

The jetpack emits a subtle flow of energy to maintain the midnight son in a gliding state-Talos's only modification of his power armor is the jetpack, which involves a lot of the unspread of the Midnight Lord Soshian doesn't know the secret, he only knows that Talos' jetpack can be activated with extremely low power and silently.

In the air, he completed the rest of the posture control himself, skillfully adjusted his body angle, and slid towards the chosen landing point.

At this moment, Soshian and his party are lying in ambush one kilometer away, waiting for his signal.

In the old days, there were workers settlements all around, automatic refineries and residential areas used bright lights to light up the surroundings, and Imperium's shuttles used to flock to and from Danger Land, transporting rare ores and The valuable equipment parts are then sent to the foundry on the track.

Now, this is haunted by billowing shadows. Except for the faint light circle on the tarmac, the only light source is the purgatory fire that is 100 meters to the north, where is the arsenal entrenched by green leather.

This planet has been tortured in the claws of Greenskin for three full years. At this moment, the destruction and darkness they have created has also become the help of the Midnight Son to carry out the mission.

Although Talos's fully armed figure is huge, it is quiet like a breeze. He has completed the last 100 meters of landing like a blasting arrow bomb.

In the moment before landing, his backpack released a burst of braking energy, and at the same time he curled up and rolled to land.

Space Marine made a muffled noise when it hit the concrete floor, but it did not attract any attention because the arsenal nearby was too noisy.

Talos controlled his roll, and a sliding shovel rushed into the shadow below the abandoned transport plane.

The Son of Midnight stopped here, lowered his body under the rusty vehicle like a spider, and while listening carefully, he scanned his surroundings with the automatic sensor on the helmet.

If any of those green skins shows signs of hearing a landing, he must act quickly.

But they did not.

Four dumb silhouettes continued their slow patrol, making a rude noisy noise, separated from each other by at least fifty meters, and only when they walked into the spot cast by the searchlight Look at each other-obviously their relationship is not good.

"I have successfully entered the target area."

After confirming that there is nothing to worry about, Talos said to the communicator in a deep voice that he knew that his helmet would not leak a single sound.

"Greenskin didn't seem to have considered an enemy attack at all. The level of security is too sad."

"Received, Talos."

Soshian's voice came from the communicator.

"Let them pay for their negligence."

"Just to my liking."

Talos replied affirmatively, and then turned off the communication.

He imagined for a moment, if anyone of those green skins came to look under the ladder, what would he look like in their eyes?

Huge body, light and flexible, lurking in the shadows, carbon black eyepieces burn crimson rays of light in the eyeholes of the helmet decorated with skull visors, looking like the incarnation of revenge.

Vengeance? fear? just to my liking!

Talos let out a deep laugh.

Then he crawled under the transport plane to the flat nose, and then got out.

A sentry Xenos was getting farther and farther away from him, first passed a dim illumination, and then disappeared into the darkness.

The next patrolman is coming here, and Talos clearly sees it with the built-in thermal divination device of the automatic sensor.

In a few seconds, it will pass through the hiding place of the Son of Midnight.

Talos can rush out of the cover, throw stun grenades, burst out sonic battle roars, and shoot all these Xenos in the blink of an eye

-but this is not this time Action plan.

The most important thing now is concealment.

It is not enough to kill them. These guys must be solved quietly. His ultimate goal is to remove the alarm that the other party may exist.

So, when his first prey passed by, Talos reached out and grabbed Xenos' face, lifted it up, and dragged it into the darkness.

Greenskin is a strong creature, but when caught off guard, it is still as vulnerable as a child in the hands of the Midnight Son.

Leave that green skin reaction time is only three seconds, and even its nerves have not had time to reflect, and the neck is broken in a muffled sound-the sound is like knotted wood in a campfire Popped in general.

Gitaros then lightly laid the body flat under the head of the transport plane.

One is solved.

Then he moved quickly, turned back towards the back of the transport plane, and rushed to the next Sentinel that followed the original route.

The green-skinned brain is so simple, as simple as a caterpillar.

It may discover the disappearance of his teammate at any time, and Talos has to do it before then.

He dashed out from behind the transport plane, his prey had no time to stop, his eyes widened, and he was hit with all his strength.

Talos punched the prey into the shadows, then he jumped up from the tarmac, stepped on Xenos, and immediately heard the sound of broken bones.

When he got up again, the hapless guy didn't stand up.

Two.

Talos continued to move, following the enemy's patrol route, flying like a circling predator.

The two Sentinels have fallen, and the two remaining people are twice as likely to find that the situation is not right, and he cannot allow this to happen.

When the next prey walked into the lighting spot, the Son of Midnight appeared out of the shadow like a nightmare.

"Huh?"

Greenskin’s momentary panic was completely enough for Talos. His fist shot out quickly, smashing the guy’s throat and making him He collapsed to the ground while losing his voice.

No.

Three.

About a hundred meters away, Talos saw the last Sentinel retreating in panic after witnessing a monster emerging from the dark killing his teammate.

Before the guy had time to yell, Talos quickly swung his hand, a dagger came out, and the metal shone in the light.

The last green skin staggered when the dagger was inserted into its own throat. It fumbled and tried to grab the knife to pull it out, but only squeezed a string of blood bubbles from its mouth, and then fell to the ground.

Talos quickly removed the two bodies from the tarmac, hid them in the darkness, and then squatted down on the torn canvas and wiped the blades clean.

Everything is done.

"The apron is cleared."

Talos quickly reported each other's confirmation messages, and the other squads also completed their tasks.

"Very good, brothers."

Soshian's voice is very quiet.

"Launch a full-scale attack, don't let a greenskin escape, especially those mechanics! Priority kill!"