After all, I am leaving my hometown and the future is unknown. Although I have various promises, I am still uncertain.
If you are uncertain, you will feel insecure. The people's nervousness is understandable. Therefore, he deals with these things with the greatest tolerance and often comes forward to comfort them personally.
Often when the people see the Astartes commander appear, their emotions will quickly stabilize. Only once or twice develop to the point where they need to be suppressed, but Randall will also minimize bloodshed and casualties as much as possible.
This time it seems to him the same as before.
Soon, Randall, who was ready, took the Snow Lotus Blade, the symbol of the commander of the battle, and took a Thunder Eagle to the Black Bee in a thunder eagle and cooperated with the veterans of the ten company of the first company, while the fleet continued to sail.
The entire fleet has a total of 31 transport ships of different sizes and 12 escort warships. Among them, three main battleships led by Heart of Light are deployed in front of the fleet, and the other five are placed up and down from the fleet. Two are placed behind the fleet to take care of the outspoken or rescue damaged ships. Two are carried out free alert missions about 315 kilometers away from the fleet.
Therefore, it took no time to travel from the Heart of Light to the transport fleet, and Randall even entered the Black Bee 2 minutes in advance.
As soon as he stepped out of the Thunder Eagle and entered the flight deck, Randall realized that the atmosphere was not right. Not only was there no one around, but there were many damaged servants on the ground.
"Has the situation escalated?"
Randall immediately tried to use the radio to contact the bridge, but the only words with noise were sent back.
"......Captain of the Battle......Emergency...Chaos..."
He frowned slightly, thought for a while but decided to go to the bridge to find out the situation first.
So the team began to move towards the bridge. Along the way, Randall saw many panicked people. They seemed to be frightened and dodged when they saw them. Although it was like asking them what was going on, Randall did not stop.
The flight deck was not far from the bridge, and Randall soon arrived at the entrance of the bridge. At this time, not only was the gate closed, but the surroundings were also covered with blood, and smoke was still coming from the muzzle of the automatic turret near the gate.
Randall was a little angry when he smelled the pungent smell of blood. He concluded that the captain must have lost control and used force, which led to the riot turning into riots.
Maybe it's time for him to change to a captain.
At this moment, the bridge gate opened, and Randall stepped into the bridge with ten veterans, and saw the trembling captain who was guarding by several bodyguards at a glance.
"Sir, you're here just now-"
"Didn't I say that the use of deadly force is prohibited!"
Randall shouted loudly and interrupted the other party.
"But what did you do!"
"Sir, please listen to my explanation! A group of cultists appeared among the residents! They bewitched the people against the emperor! And summoned the demons!"
"Um!?"
Hearing this, Randall became alert, but he turned and heard that when he walked past the gate, he did not feel any subspace aura - the gray graft implanter would not be able to find the traces of the demon.
"Are you sure it was the demon who attacked the bridge just now?"
"No doubt, sir!"
Just as Randall was about to interrogate carefully, a violent impact suddenly came from the closed bridge gate, and the captain's shoulders immediately trembled.
"Sir, they are here again!"
In an instant, all Astart entered a state of alert, aimed at the gate that was constantly hit, and Randall slowly pulled out the Snow Lotus Blade.
But for some reason, he still couldn't feel the aura of sub-space.
This is a little abnormal -
Suddenly, some strange feeling came from behind, and this was the unquestionable demonic aura. Randall responded within half a second.
He turned around suddenly, and the snow lotus blade flashed like a stream of light. He pointed the muzzle at his back, who had not had time to pull the trigger, and split it into two. He could see clearly that the captain's eyes had become as dark as ink-
"This is a trap! Be careful!"
The next moment, everyone in the bridge launched an attack on the Space Marines, and all kinds of guns opened fire, and the Space Marines quickly surrounded and protected Randall in the middle.
The moment the gunfire was bursting, a laser exploded on Randall's helmet, not knowing whether it was due to shooting accuracy or pure luck, causing his head to go to one side. Then another laser hit the shoulder armor on the right, and the third and fourth shots passed by the left and right sides.
In response, the Space Marines' explosive guns continued to emit dull low roars, and one after another burst of explosive bombs tore open the fragile and crazy bodies.
Randall did not participate in the counterattack. He was thinking quickly. It was obvious that this was a long-planned ambush. The enemy was so bold that he launched a conspiracy in the center of the entire fleet. His courage and strategy were quite amazing. What was even more terrifying was whether the enemy lurked on the ship from the beginning or entered quietly in the middle?
However, the most important thing now is to contact the flagship immediately. Randall turned on the remote communication, but found that he had been disturbed, so he looked at the communication station of the bridge.
"Move towards 6 o'clock, alternate cover."
Under Randall's calm command, the soldiers scattered their queues and began to run towards the communications station.
If it was just a rebellion of mortals, Randall was not too worried, but he felt a little in his heart that this matter was probably not just a mortal cultist.
Soon, the communication station was near, and the rebellious communication officer had been shot and killed by a bomb, and his body was emitting residual heat on the chair.
Just as Randall was about to move forward, he vaguely heard some slight ticking sound, and some instinct made him yell immediately:
"Does go!"
The next moment, the communication station exploded from the inside.
The strong shock wave lifted Langdall to the other side of the bridge. Although the servo system absorbed most of the impact, the falling force still left a dent on the metal ground, and a drizzle of metal splashed.
In a trance, he heard a scream. Through the cracked eyepiece, there seemed to be bodies swimming and laughing in the smoke.
As he got up from the ground, he saw rows of fangs solidified in the porch, and the sharp claws and demons' faces frozen on the walls, making the bridges that gradually grew bone spurs and flesh seemed to be the belly of some kind of hell beast.
At that moment, Randall had already felt something else occupying the ship. A blasphemous heart was beating in the cabin, and the deck was oozing foul pus, and even the metal was broken and spasm under painful transformation.
Chapter completed!