Infinite Metaverse

"The Seven-winged Tribe welcomes your tribute. Let the warriors have a good meal and let the future gradually take shape."

——The unknown Kroot Shaper, speaking before the defeat of the 309th Landrian Light Infantry.

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Planet Karnak III, equatorial jungle.

Three jet motorcycles flew quickly over the top of the dense forest canopy. The loud noise of the engines startled a flock of birds. The air waves caused by the wake rippled in the forest. The green branches and leaves swayed, and the white miasma slightly dissipated.

The three jet motorcycles raised their heads and flew high into the sky to join the large army hovering above the clouds.

"How about it?"

Fu Qinghai asked in the communication channel while riding his own unique jet motorcycle.

"Nothing found."

The rider who had just returned from low-altitude reconnaissance replied.

"Jet bikes make so much noise that they can easily alert someone, making it difficult to find them."

Satfaran said.

"And the closer you get to the depths of the jungle, the taller the trees and the denser the vegetation. If the enemy sets up an ambush in advance..."

Kalamanda said.

The two agreed very much that the battlefield in front of them was not suitable for jet motorcycle combat. The dense jungle blocked the view from high altitudes. It was best for the motorcycle cavalry of the Iron Buddha Chapter to fight in a place with a wide view.

Three hundred jet motorcycles, to say the least is a lot, to say a lot is not too much. At least for the vast equatorial area of ​​the entire planet, it is like a handful of water sprinkled into the sea. The reconnaissance range is not enough to completely cover the entire equator. Jungle area.

Moreover, Fu Qinghai tried to drive his motorcycle several times over the top of the forest canopy, and occasionally received prompts from the Force that he was being targeted by some kind of long-range weapon.

But the other party did not choose to open fire in the end. When he took his people to the forest to explore, they only saw a bunch of strange footprints, like some kind of reptile or some kind of bird. He wanted to follow them but was repeatedly interrupted. Got clues.

Obviously, this time's opponent is better at concealing his whereabouts than the previous champion of Slaanesh, leaving no clues. It is already difficult to find them by relying solely on the two modified organs of taste detection nerves and gene detection nerves.

"How much fuel is left?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

"Enough for us to return home, but not enough for us to continue exploring further, Khan."

Joestar replied.

"Then return."

Fu Qinghai ordered:

"Ground forces continue to expand the search area."

The coordinates of the Webway exit provided by the Wild Eldar woman were very far away from the nest city, the supply line was a bit long, and the number of enemies was unknown, so Fu Qinghai was unwilling to risk going deep into the jungle.

He had also considered that perhaps the fleet could be used to airdrop supplies, but the combined fleet was currently in orbit to suppress the remnants of the Orc fleet, pursuing it all the way into the galaxy, and launching a tentative attack on the war ball ship, and was temporarily unable to free up support. Surface battle.

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In the dense forest composed of towering giant trees, it is dark and gloomy, and sparse rays of sunlight shine through the layers of leaves, forming thin light pillars of the Tyndall effect in the air filled with white miasma.

"Click."

A huge gray wolf claw lightly stepped on the soft and thick humus soil, digging a deep pit and making a subtle clicking sound.

Saroyan Skarson rode on the back of the Thunder Wolf, searching the surroundings vigilantly. The red-haired warrior didn't like the storm shield. He held a thunder hammer in one hand and a frost prison ax in the other, one hammer and one axe. He is holding a weapon and looks very fierce.

"Sir, I think we should probably speed up a bit. The areas we are exploring have already been scouted by Qingshan Khan's jet motorcycle troops."

Li Hanxing next to him suggested.

The company commander of the death cavalry clamped his horse's belly, accelerated a few steps to catch up, but always kept a certain distance between the biochemical riding beast and the giant gray wolf. Although they are both carnivores, it is obvious that in the order of the food chain, Thunder Wolf is a higher level.

This giant wolf often looks at the horses under the crotches of the death cavalry and wild cavalry with the same look as it looks at food.

"No."

Saroyan shook his head and objected.

"The warriors of Qingshan rely too much on what they see with their eyes. There is something else in this jungle..." The Space Wolf sniffed, "I feel it."

After saying that, he took off his helmet, leaned down close to the face of the giant wolf under his crotch, and asked in a low voice in Fenrisian:

"You feel it too, brother?"

Li Hanxing frowned slightly as he watched this scene.

He also has a very good relationship with his horse. No cavalryman would not treat his mount well, but talking to his mount... always feels a bit strange.

If Li Hanxing knew where the wolves in Fenris came from, he probably wouldn't have such doubts - this thunder wolf might really be related to Saroyan.

"How does it feel, sir?"

Li Hanxing couldn't help but ask.

"We all smell the alien stink."

Saroyan raised the corners of his mouth, showing his fangs.

At this moment, Li Hanxing couldn't tell who was more like a beast, Saroyan or the giant wolf on his crotch.

The giant gray wolf turned its erect ears left and right, then lowered its head, put its nose on the ground and sniffed, then suddenly stood up and jumped in one direction with the Space Wolf warrior on its back.

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The matted, stubbled head turned in his direction, and the alien seemed to hear the subtle noises coming from the Space Marine's power pack.

Through the bolter's crosshair, Saroyan saw the beaked head blinking its yellow eyes - staring straight at him.

Is this the Kroot?

Saroyan thought to himself.

They have the appearance of birds and look much taller than humans. They stand about two meters tall. They have protruding beaks and feathers on their faces. They don't look strong.

But according to Aoyama, the lean and strong bodies of the Kroot contain inhuman strength and speed.

Saroyan's heart moved, and the helmet's eyepiece switched to the thermal imaging view. Only then did he realize that the Kroot in front of him actually blended into the environmental background in the eyepiece's field of view.

"That's it, no wonder..."

muttered the Space Wolves warrior.

No wonder Aoyama's jet bike didn't notice them.

Kroot can shield their bodies from thermal radiation.

"Whoosh——"

The Kroot disappeared from sight.

"Ready to fight!"

Saroyan lowered his bolter and yelled.

An unknown alien language mixed with clicks, screams, and chirps echoed all around.

The death cavalry and wild cavalry quickly approached and formed a circle, gripping their weapons and looking around.

"Gurgling, quacking, lurching..."

In the jungle, there are shadowy figures, like ghosts.

"Uh-huh!"

Black shadows fell from the tree crowns, catching people off guard.

A sharp blade missed by just a hair. Because Li Hanxing turned around, it hit the tree trunk and penetrated, exploding a cloud of tree slag spikes. The young officer's naked eyes had no way of catching these swift and alien figures.

He saw the second sharp blade turning into a black shadow and slashing down quickly. Li Hanxing hurriedly raised his hunting spear and tried to block it. His riding boots hit a thin but strong calf, and then he was kicked off the horse. A dog gnawed its shit after falling.

"Uh...ah."

Li Hanxing crawled hard.

He felt his ribs crack.

"Herod... poof!"

Li Hanxing heard the screams of the biochemical riding beast.

The Klute lay on his horse and feasted, while Li Hanxing crawled on his knees, listening to the terrible sound while trying to put his hand into the holster. The Kroot tore his steed to pieces, breaking its bones and devouring its remaining warm entrails... His hand wrapped around the handle of the laspistol.

He turned around suddenly, raised his hand and fired a shot. A Kroot man covered in blood was instantly beaten to death by a red beam of light. Then his laser pistol flew out with a backhand blow, and then the butt of the rifle hit Li Hanxing's face, and his mouth was filled with blood.

In a daze, he realized that he was being dragged out from under the dead Kroot. He heard the rattling, whistling words of the aliens, and his limbs were clamped by vise-like hands. He was so caught that he couldn't move.

Li Hanxing felt that his thigh was bitten by a huge and sharp beak, and began to tear and eat. Severe pain came, and he couldn't help but groan. A Kroot sat on him, scraping his plasteel breastplate with their beaks as they tried to cut open his chest and devour his entrails.

"boom!"

The pressure on his limbs suddenly disappeared, and the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared. The Kroot people surrounding Li Hanxing were knocked away. He only saw the alien birdman falling apart under the swing of the thunder hammer. The Kroot man who was sitting astride him was bitten by a bloody mouth. The giant gray wolf's adamantine mandibles chewed it twice. Li Hanxing heard the clear crack of the broken spine.

The Kroot were bitten off, and blood flowed freely.

Accompanied by weird chirps, countless Kroot are skillfully maneuvering through the branches. Their rapid pace is dizzying, and from time to time they make long-distance jumps, leaping from one tree crown to another tree trunk.

A Kroot rushed over with a hook in hand, trying to pull Saroyan off the Thunder Wolf. The Space Wolf bent his leg and kicked it to death, but the force feedback from the soles of the feet showed that the alien's physique was Much stronger than he expected.

Their muscles are like metal cables that can stretch instantly and are so tough that even Thunderwolves have to puff up their cheeks and chew hard.

In contrast, the primitive and backward gunpowder firearms in the hands of the Kroot were unable to penetrate the powered armor of the Space Marines.

Another Kroot leaped down from above his head, slender but hard fingers reaching straight for the Space Marine's throat. Saroyan picked up an ax and cut him in half. The ice-blue ax blade seemed to contain some kind of magic. Using strange technology, the body was instantly covered with frost, turning into two ice sculptures and shattering.

The Thunderwolves ran wildly, and Saroyan Skarson wielded a hammer and an axe, killing in the jungle. The number of Thunderwolf cavalry was not large, but all of them were experienced in hundreds of battles. The Kroot people took the initiative Ambushed two Imperial Guards, but were killed by the Thunder Wolf Cavalry. They screamed strangely, fled in panic, and left corpses everywhere.

Until, several behemoths separated the bushes and trees and appeared in front of the tactical team.

Several Kroots were riding on some kind of giant beasts with two legs and claws. These weird beasts were just like the Kroots. In front of their faces was a huge serrated beak, and on the back of their heads were thick sticks. With their black stubble, it is not difficult to imagine that they are somehow related to the Kroot on their backs.

Maybe like the Space Wolves and Fenrisian Wolves.

"Quack, quack... roar!"

The Kroot cavalry roared.

Saroyan hung the Frost Hell Ax back on the magnetic lock, and a black shadow fell next to him. The Space Wolf warrior didn't even look at it, and just grabbed a slender neck full of bast and stubble. Feeling that the alien was broken in his palm, as his fingers slowly clenched into a fist, the Kroot's razor-sharp teeth were squeezed out.

"Call for backup."

Saroyan uttered a few words coldly.

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Deep in the equatorial jungle.

Among the cracks in the vast mountains, there is a strange building hidden in the dense vegetation. It is white and very hard, like stone and jade. It is the legendary spiritual bone.

In front of this temple-like building, a group of wild Eldar cavalry stands. They look extremely gorgeous. Although those polished spirit bone helmets have a history of millions of years, they are still like the sparkling waves in a platinum pool. Shining, the silk ropes on the spear floated like smoke. The mutant carnivorous dinosaur is terrifying and majestic, and its driver wears a cape made of native bird feathers, showing his dignity.

The leader of the Wild Spirit Clan came here in person.

In front of them, the Kroot people all over the mountains and plains had completely surrounded this group of Eldar cavalry. Whistles and cries kept coming one after another. The Kroot carnivores were already hungry. If it hadn't been for the shaper who led them, they wouldn't be able to fight. After giving the order, the group of Kroots had already swarmed over and feasted.

"what to do?"

the Eldar leader asked the Howling Banshee.

"According to my father, although the Kroot like to eat corpses, they are actually an intelligent race. Their leadership class is called the Kroot Shaper. It is not that there is no possibility of negotiation, but...ours The gap in military strength is too great.”

Salamander Uslan whispered.

"We must allocate part of our forces to guard the entrance to the Webway, otherwise we will not be able to return to Separil."

The leader of the Wild Spirit Clan said.

Salamander shook his head.

The wild spirits of Separil had not fought for so long that they made such a stupid mistake. The Howling Banshee turned around and said seriously and solemnly:

"We shouldn't have divided our forces. If we united our forces, we would have been strong enough to get that thing. Even if the exit of the Webway was occupied, we would have been strong enough to fight back. But now that our troops are divided into two groups, we have to worry about one thing and lose the other. Neither side can defeat it, nor can the temple be taken, nor can the Webway be defended."

When the leader of the Spirit Tribe heard this, he felt that this was indeed the case.

"Salamander, daughter of the prophet, you are worthy of being a disciple of Asurman. In your opinion, how can we break through the encirclement of these Kroot people now?"

Salamander thought for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"The Kroot's long-range weapons are very poor, and their flying units are also relatively weak. I have a jet motorcycle. I will break out alone and mobilize the troops near the Webway. You must guard this place and never let them get involved in the temple."

The leader of the Spirit Tribe nodded in agreement:

"This is Khaine's path, Salamander. You are a brave tribal blade. Asuryan wishes you a safe return. I will stay here until support arrives. After this battle, Sepali All of your wild Eldar tribe will also move to the Uthwe Arkworld."

Salamander put on the banshee mask, nodded without saying anything more, turned over and rode on the fiery red jet motorcycle, and then flew straight into the sky with a slight whistle.

In the Kroot formation, seventeen or eight Kroot carnivores with bat wings immediately flew up upon seeing this, and a large swarm of them rushed towards Salamander.

The front end of the jet motorcycle spit out a series of black darts, shooting down several Kroot carnivores. Then Salamander raised the power scimitar in his hand, and swished a few knives as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, several more were struck by the sword. A Kroot meat-eater had its wings cut off, and the Howling Banshee easily broke through the encirclement of these flying Kroot without using her psychic scream.

Speeding all the way, flying into the distance.

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