The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 3096: Cunning Tyrant

After Alaer left in the Golden Bull off-road vehicle with his father, Hayes immediately distributed the weapons and ammunition he had brought. He rarely used his connections to call in a wave of artillery support from the regimental artillery. While Tyran was being bombarded, he organized the soldiers to abandon the front line and retreat completely. At this time, the First Regiment had less than 2,000 people with combat capability and still had more than 600 wounded. Hayes asked some people to assist the wounded in retreating to the rear, while others used a building on the right wing of the company to form a new line of defense.

Hayes' idea was that the company and the militia regiment would cover each other and retreat alternately. According to the distance between here and the regiment headquarters, fifteen minutes would be barely enough.

The key was that he felt that if Tyran really approached, the regiment headquarters would not ignore it. As for changing the defense deployment without authorization...

He would just say that he was covering the main force's retreat.

For the sake of these thousands of lives, he was going all out. At worst, he would just "push the matter to the heavens." With the memory of the Space Marines, they shouldn't forget his name so quickly!

"Move faster! Set up some tripwires on the ground! Don't carry those machine guns. They're just scrap metal without bullets!"

Just as Hayes was working hard with the militia to build a line of defense in a new location, a person suddenly screamed and flew past him, followed by only the upper half of their body crashing heavily to the ground, plowing a deep ditch in the ground.

Immediately afterward, there was a soul-stirring roar.

"Damn it! Why is the Tyrant chasing after us!"

Hayes was too familiar with this voice. He originally thought that the Tyrant was blocked by the regimental artillery's heavy artillery, but it seemed that this thing was more troublesome than he imagined.

Moreover, this beast seemed to know Hayes' thoughts, or sensed some kind of tactical intention. Now the defense line was shifting backward and was not yet stable. If it broke through here, it could directly threaten the company from the side and rear, and even point directly at the regimental headquarters.

"Hurry! Organize fire! Don't save grenades! Throw them if you have them!"

Soon, gunfire rang out on the defense line. Hayes also specially transferred two heavy bolters from the company.

At the end of the road, which had become a ruin in the distance, a ferocious beast could be seen standing tall. It was like a general about to break through the enemy's city, waving the long whip in its hand, urging the surrounding soldiers to charge towards the breach in the city wall.

"Warriors! Don't be afraid! I am here, with you!"

In fact, by this time, the militiamen were exhausted and their morale had reached the brink of collapse. Hayes took the initiative to stand up, standing in a high place that everyone could see.

"I promise you! I will definitely take you home, back to your loved ones!"

Encouraged by him, the militiamen gritted their teeth and persevered. The guns in their hands kept hitting the running knife worms and gun worms. However, at this moment, a sound of flapping wings suddenly came from the sky. Hayes immediately shouted:

"Gargoyles! Watch out for the top of your head!"

As he spoke, a group of gargoyles swooped down, one of them opening its mouth, seeming to lower its head to eat him.

Hayes responded calmly, using his pistol to hit its face. The beast roared and staggered and fell. When the second one pounced from the left, Hayes dodged flexibly and took the opportunity to slash his chainsword across the beast's abdomen.

The gargoyle howled in pain and crashed into the fortifications.

But other soldiers did not have such rich experience. A dozen people were hung up and torn to pieces by the swarms of monsters in the sky amidst screams.

This was also what Hayes was most worried about. Generally, when it came to evacuation, most of the air power would be used to cover the transport planes. In this case, the air defense situation on the front line would deteriorate sharply.

"Fayton, take the company back five hundred meters. Notify me immediately after deploying a new defensive position!"

"Yes!"

Just as Hayes was remotely directing the company to start retreating, a unique sound suddenly came from the sky. The next second, a soft, floppy thing smashed on the building fifty meters away from Hayes.

Smack! Poof!

In an instant, the meat sac exploded, and the shock wave directly threw Hayes out, smashing the glass windows on the wall.

When he struggled to get up, all he could hear was buzzing, and his vision was shaking violently.

"Captain! Are you okay, Captain!"

After someone helped him up, Hayes shook his head vigorously to see what happened.

A dozen militiamen were rolling on the ground, wailing. They were smoking, and strong acid was corroding their skin and flesh. Some people were still stuck with bone fragments and other debris.

"Spore mine! It's a spore mine! Watch out for the top of your head!"

More than a dozen spore mines fell in succession, drawing a high arc, causing a series of violent explosions and shocks in the defense line and buildings. The militiamen only cared about finding cover to hide.

At this time, the Hive Tyrant had overturned the barricade. It was surrounded by its guards, followed by hundreds of smaller Warrior bugs.

It was so clever and terrible, knowing when the raid would be most effective. What humans did not know was that it had died more than ten times on the battlefield of this planet. Each resurrection made it more aware of human weapons, tactics, and willpower.

From the original violent war general, it gradually became a cunning military advisor. Its muddy yellow eyes flashed with evil wisdom under its pointed forehead.

It was under its control that the Tyranids increasingly frequently used close-range spore mine suppression tactics, specializing in hitting human machine gun and artillery fire points. Many defense lines were broken through for this reason.

A team of militiamen tried to intercept this monster, but the bullets hit its armor without any effect.

The huge Tyrant had incredible speed. When it charged, it instantly appeared inside the defense. Every blow of the huge bone blade and long whip created a tragic corpse.

Da da da——

The lumber gun deployed in the window of a two-story building made a low roar, firing hundreds of bullets at it. The Hive Tyrant turned to it and raised its long-range symbiotic weapon.

The next second, that window, along with the entire second floor of the building, turned into ruins in the eruption of bio-plasma.

At this time, it seemed that nothing could stop it.

The Tyrant swung its tail and strode towards Hayes, as if it had known what he was doing for a long time, knowing who was leading the resistance.

Hayes tightened his chainsaw and pushed away the soldiers pulling him.

"Go! Take the others away! I'll deal with this——"

"It's mine!"

The roar of the Thunderhawk covered the Tyrant's roar. Bahram, holding the long-handled form of the Broken Horn of Doom, roared and jumped from the Thunderhawk, piercing the opponent's weapon in mid-air, and after being blocked by the Tyrant, he landed, turned around, and dodged the long whip with a side flash. The giant force in his hand urged him to instantly pierce the beast's torso.

Then, he raised his other hand, and the melta pistol ready to fire made a crackling sound, and tore open its carapace and gnawed at the flesh underneath the moment he pulled the trigger.

The Tyrant howled in pain. It remembered this opponent, who had killed it twice.

But until now, it still had no solution, or strength, to fight this individual.