Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

In the completely dim corridor, Sergeant Andar and his team had just landed and successfully engaged the Genestealers lurking in the shadows.

At the same time, three Thunderhawk gunboats also took off from the Stars, and Noah would personally lead the troops to support Sergeant Andal.

Chapter 46 Bison fire suppression!

Bang bang bang bang!

In the dim corridor of the ship, the Space Marines fired their storm bolters non-stop, the dull sound of the guns hurting people's ears. The flashes of the explosives flashed in the corridor, accurately hitting the Tyranids hiding in the darkness.

For the Space Marines who have been tempered by thousands of times, hitting the target without missing a single bullet is the most basic quality.

Although there were a large number of aliens, no one of them could withstand a shot of a bolt bullet.

If so, then give it another shot!

Snapped!

Andar stomped his foot down, trampling the head of a dead Genestealer into a pulp. Several Space Marines surrounded him in a staggered formation, sharing vision in a standard battle formation of one person every five meters, advancing on alert, and using the grenade launchers in their hands to open up a safe open area in the corridor.

Soon, the roaring Thunderhawk gunboats landed in the corridor one after another along the gaps in the hull made by the boarding torpedoes. The intelligent mechas swarmed out of the hatch first, and under the command of Nono, they helped the Space Marines expand and consolidate their defense line in teams.

The intelligent control robots that boarded the Judgment Seraph this time were six intelligent control teams, including twenty Iron Cavalry-class intelligent control robots, three Castle Lord-class intelligent control robots, and two Colossus-class intelligent control robots.

In the Empire, the more common name for the Castle Lord-class intelligent robot is the Castellan Fighter Soldiers.

Although these Baymax-like automatic robots look silly and extremely cute, their size and firepower that rival those of the Fearless will make those enemies who dare to underestimate them understand what the mercy of Om Messiah is!

These automatic mechas joined the battle at the first opportunity under Nono's command, and relieved the pressure on the Space Marines with the terrifying firepower carried by their bodies.

Electromagnetic cannons, melta cannons, laser cannons, flamethrowers, autocannons, all kinds of terrifying firepower lit up the entire corridor. Under the coverage of the terrifying firepower of the Accusation Legion, even the terrifying storm bolters of the Space Marines seemed harmless.

The firing lasted for a full five minutes!

Although the aliens have been charging fearlessly, they are suppressed by the firepower of the intelligent control legion.

Not even one alien can escape this corridor of death——

In front of the Space Marines, molten metal and countless alien corpses mixed with the smoke and merged into one, making it completely impossible to distinguish one from the other.

puff!

The hot melt barrels of the Iron Cavalry-class fighter soldiers were burning red, and hot steam was coming out. The air in the corridor was heated to an unbearable temperature.

"Go this way!"

Andal changed the magazine and walked towards the corridor on the right.

His voice came through the helmet, with a rustling sound of electricity. The visual terminal of their helmets contained a three-dimensional tactical map of the Judgment Seraph, which allowed them to reach their destination in the shortest time.

Led by Andal, the assault team quickly advanced along the corridor towards the bridge.

Two Colossus-class Automata rushed to the front, their huge heavy boarding shields able to withstand a large amount of enemy firepower. The Space Marines followed closely behind them, using their bolters to accurately kill the hideous aliens hiding in the shadows and on the ceiling.

Responsible for the rear guard are a team of Space Marines and a squad of Iron Cavalry-class automatic mechas. They will defend on the spot until Noah and his men return and evacuate.

Every time they passed a corridor, the Space Marines would tacitly take out the signal repeaters they carried with them and insert them in hidden corners. These signal repeaters could ensure smooth communication, and the motion sensors and fragmentation mine traps equipped on the repeaters could also serve as early warnings.

"The door is locked!" A Space Marine stopped at the end of the corridor.

"Use thermal bombs!" Andal ordered immediately.

"Perhaps not."

Nono walked forward, gently touched the door with his unmodified left hand, and recited the binary hymn softly:

"Please calm down, Machine Spirit, I am doing what I must do, please give me your trust!"

click!

The gear that was originally stuck started to turn with a loud noise, and then the whole door was opened.

"..."

Andal remained silent and led his team to continue to advance under the cover of the Colossus-class automatic robots.

Every time they passed through a corridor, they were attacked by aliens. The aliens seemed to know their purpose and tried their best to prevent them from going to the bridge. However, the number of these damn aliens was almost endless, and it seemed that they had already occupied every corner of the ship.

In the continuous battles, the aliens left at least tens of thousands of corpses, but the Space Marines' ammunition was gradually running out. Most of them had to raise their chainsaw swords and prepare to engage in bloody and tragic close combat with the enemy.

However, every time this happened, the automatic soldiers would cover the corridor with powerful firepower, destroying the aliens while forcing the Space Marines not to rush forward. Only when the aliens were completely destroyed under the fire suppression did the Space Marines have the opportunity to step on the corpses of the aliens and continue to move forward.

A Space Marine looked at the automatic cannon on the shoulder of the Automaton and fell into deep thought.

He could understand that the automatic soldiers had more ammunition than they did, but wasn't your ammunition a little too abundant?

If you say it is reasonable, then you are simply lying with open eyes.

But if you say it's unreasonable, it's actually quite reasonable.

It is normal for a Space Marine's bolter to occasionally have an extra round or two.

What if the machine souls of these automatic robots just like to shoot?

"The bridge is three corridors away!"

Andal whispered, "Be alert!"

Since the ship is full of aliens, the bridge as the command center must be the top priority for the aliens to attack. Regardless of whether the people in the bridge are still alive, the number of aliens here must be very exaggerated!

"The aliens are retreating!"

The Space Marine holding the auspicious instrument in front suddenly shouted.

"Ok?"

Andal was surprised for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

No matter what the reason was for the aliens to temporarily retreat, part of the reason was definitely due to the terrifying and seemingly endless firepower of the automatic robots.

But this may not be the end, the aliens may be planning a bigger conspiracy.

Maybe there was an ambush on the bridge, or maybe they were preparing to cut off their retreat.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the aliens may have completely wiped out the resistance in the bridge. Therefore, the aliens no longer need to stop them from moving forward, so they will evacuate.

The first two didn't matter, Andal wasn't afraid of danger, but if it was the latter...

Andal couldn't imagine what it would be like if the Chapter Master died in front of him. This would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the Star Claws!

Andar and his Space Marines fell silent. Noah saw their concerns and spoke in a deep voice:

"Keep going! No matter what the cost, we must rescue the Huron Chapter Captain!"

He wanted to see the person alive or dead, and it was not his style to give up halfway. Even if Huron was really dead, he should at least recover the gene seed, right?

After all, come here.

Chapter 47 A small opening does not count as an opening

The Space Marines ran through the corridor with heavy and quick steps, hoping to support their fighting brothers as soon as possible, but what came into view was only the door torn by the sharp claws of the aliens and the corpses all over the ground!

The turrets in the corridor that were equipped with heavy bombs had long ceased to function, and the aliens' claws and sharp teeth had torn them into pieces. The bodies of the Space Marines lay in a pool of blood, and although there were more alien corpses around these Space Marines, it was still a tragic defeat.

The solid door leading to the command bridge was shattered by the claws, and there was no sound of gunfire or even footsteps in the darkness inside. Sergeant Andar felt extremely heavy-hearted, and he had already prepared for the worst.

Stepping into the darkness, Andal's heart was filled with grief while being alert to the possible dangers around him.

The tragedy in the bridge was no less tragic than that in the corridor outside, with corpses of mortal officers and Space Marines everywhere. And these Space Marines were all veterans wearing Terminator armor, and the slightly more luxurious decorations on their power armor compared to other battle brothers proved that they were the honor guards of Huron.

There was a dull sound of footsteps in the darkness.

Andal immediately raised his bolt pistol and pointed it in the direction where the sound came from, feeling alert but also a little expectant.

A Space Marine wearing Terminator armor walked out of the darkness. He was not wearing a helmet, so Andal could easily see his face.

The once gorgeous golden-blue power armor was covered in the dried blood of the alien, the Imperial Sky Eagle on the chest was scratched with long and narrow scratches, and blood was dripping from the power claws on the right hand from time to time.

Beside him were three other veterans in Terminator armor, the only survivors of his honor guard.

Their power armors all had varying degrees of damage, and almost no one was intact.

"Captain." Andal slowly lowered the muzzle of his gun.

"Brother Andar."

Huron also saw Andal's appearance clearly and nodded slightly to him.

He had already prepared himself to be loyal to the emperor, so it was truly a pleasant surprise that someone came to rescue him.

"Captain Huron, by the Emperor's blessing, you are still alive!"

The familiar voice made Huron lower his head and look at the 'Judge' with a slightly surprised look:

"Mr. Noah?"

Aren't you a Rogue Trader? Why are you wearing the clothes of an Inquisitor?

Noah nodded slightly:

"It's me, Chapter Master Huron. The Thunderhawk gunship is waiting for us at the landing point. We must get out of here as soon as possible!"

Just as Huron was about to respond, he heard a Space Marine with a spiral emblem on his right shoulder say in a deep voice:

"Chapter Master, we must prioritize recovering the gene-seed of our fallen battle-brothers!"

Andal looked at him. It was the apothecary Garen, who was squatting in front of his dead battle-brother, doing his work.

"Noah, what do you think?"

Huron's eyes were deep as he turned his gaze to Noah.

"I respect your choice, Captain Huron." Noah looked at Huron's thoughts and gave him the right to choose.

"Gareon, how long will it take you?" Huron asked.

If possible, he certainly doesn't want to give up the gene seeds of his battle brothers. These are the future of the chapter!

The pharmacist took the time to reply:

"Soon, it won't take too long."

The only thing to be thankful for now is that most of the Space Marines on the ship died in the corridor outside the bridge.

There is no need to spend time and effort looking for it everywhere, and the recycling speed will be much faster.

Bang bang bang bang!

There was a fierce and dull sound of gunfire coming from outside, and the dense gunfire was mixed with the roars and screams of aliens.

The Zerg launched another fierce attack on the bridge. Just as Huron guessed, the aliens were planning to surround the corpses and attack the reinforcements. This was definitely not good news, because it meant that they had to hold out under the attack of the Zerg!

If everyone has sufficient ammunition and is in good condition, holding on will not be a problem at all.

But when Huron saw the chainsword and bolt pistol in Andal's hand, he realized that they had used up all their ammunition in order to get here.

In this situation, if they wanted to hold on under the siege of countless aliens, they would inevitably suffer heavy casualties. Moreover, they would have to break out of the encirclement of the insect swarm with the wounded later, and the casualties would only increase further.

If a swarm of insects accidentally breaks through the defense line, they may even be completely wiped out!

Although the fire outside sounded fierce, Huron knew that this firepower could not last long.

There is an armory on the ship, but it is some distance away from here.

It will take some time to get there, and there will definitely be aliens blocking the way, but there is no better choice now.

"Ready to fight!"