Although wrapped in violent explosions, the traitor was not dead under the protection of Power Armor. He gave up the damaged hot melt gun and rushed out in flames. However, the heavy explosion bomb like raindrops covered his course of action and quickly knocked him to the ground.
It seemed that he was not worried about the unexpected losses of his comrades. A Red Pirate gathered the remaining hundreds of rebels around and regrouped and rushed to the location where Creed was. A woman shot like crazy with her automatic rifle.
"Rore in hell, Empire Dog!"
She screamed and fired desperately, but the bullets sprayed around without any accuracy.
"Die, die--"
Then, her words were cut off as a bullet cut her waist.
The Red Pirate was also beaten to smoke and was covered in dense firepower. When he fell down, he let out a beast-like wail. Perhaps he felt that being killed by a mortal was a shame, but he could do nothing. Faced with a mechanized infantry group with heavy firepower, the powerful individual space warriors were also so small.
Cried stared at his bloody torso, all he could see was the woman's face, twisted by anger and hatred.
A dozen Chaos Space Marines did not turn the situation around. In fact, they only blocked the Eighth Regiment of Cadian for less than half an hour. Creed stood in the massacre, and a dying Red Pirate lay at his feet. The dirty warrior's chest plate armor was torn apart, revealing a mess of flesh and damaged artificial tendons.
Suddenly, the Red Pirate's hand twitched, as if he was going to fight for the beasts. Creed calmly pointed his explosive pistol at the head with his armor.
Bang!
As the gunfire rang, Jalan Kyle arrived next to his regiment commander and shook his head as the Red Pirate's head was blown up by a bomb.
"Space Marine, that's it."
"Because they are not large enough and teleport in unsuitable locations, if-"
Suddenly, a whistling sound attracted Creed's attention and led to the sky.
Five Thunder Eagle fighters broke through the smoke of gunpowder and soared among the dense ammunition of Hydra's anti-aircraft guns, dragging the engine behind them to spray out wisps of blue smoke.
These Thunderhawk fighters tried to resist the rust from chaos and the corrosion of countless years on the fuselage, and then they opened the old cargo hold one by one.
Creed saw a group of red figures falling from the air at an extremely fast speed. These small red dots falling from the sky symbolized killing and quickly fell to the ground without even any slowdown.
Based on years of experience, Creed knew that their arrival was full of violence.
Obviously, these dozen teleported Red Pirates were not to die, but to delay time and wait for the arrival of those truly deadly warriors.
"Blood sacrifices to the blood god!!!"
This war gang has no name - or in other words, these berserkers cannot imagine the concept of "name". They are the world-devourers and the servants of the Blood God. In them, the madness of terror is fully displayed.
The Berserkers gathered from all directions of the Milky Way are the most dangerous members of the Red Pirates. Some are attracted by the endless battles and slaughter in the chaotic world in the Great Vortex, while others are for joining a war gang that can provide a large number of skulls for the gods they believe in. For whatever reason, these fearful remnants of the Legion are one of the most vicious and bloodthirsty followers of terror in the Great Vortex. They only want to tear their cowardly prey into violent battles and devastating carnivals, and win awesome reputations for their ruthless bloodthirsty and wanton anger. Even Huron is difficult to restrain them, but on the other hand, they have almost no interest in power, only care about blood and skulls. Therefore, the Red Pirates often use these Berserkers as front-line commandos or temporary firefighters to enter the most dangerous battlefield.
The already-degenerate Space Marines roared like beasts as soon as they landed, and then moved forward quickly. The huge dark red power armor seemed to be a bloody tide. They came to kill, and the chain saw axe in their hands buzzed.
Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood!
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
Inhuman roars floated in the air, and the berserkers completely released their desire to kill. The huge anger drove them to stop obeying orders. These once blessed Astartes became the most inhuman creatures.
Their leader was a huge monster, shaking his head while charging, making deafening whistles. His body had merged with the former Terminator armor, his mouth was wide open, revealing rows of sharp teeth and long tongues, and a large number of eyes were dotted on his head in a mess like a spider web. These eyes could help him sense the activities of the Battle Gang. His right forearm had already been integrated with the chainsaw axe, and his left hand was a double explosive bomb snatching spitting magic bullets. His legs had twisted, and his knees had undergone strange mutations, allowing him to run at a speed similar to a vehicle with a bulky body.
"Skull skull skull!!!"
It seemed to be the only one among the group of berserkers who could speak intact. After shouting, it fired with the double-drill gun in its hand. Two Cadian soldiers were crushed to the side of Chimera, and a pair of black stains were left on the outer shell of the vehicle as their lifeless bodies slid to the ground.
The Kadian soldiers on the front line immediately used a laser gun to target the crazy giant beast, but the other party responded at a supernatural speed, roaring into the crowd and slashing it down while chain sawing the axe.
A buzzing sounded, and with a brief scream, a soldier's torso cracked open and blood sprayed on the Berserker leader.
Blood! The Blood God desires more blood!
Reason went out like a candle, it began to follow its instinctive anger and slash, and soon corpses were everywhere, and the bullets and even shells that hit his armor were ignored by him, and the slight pain caused him to quickly change the target of attack.
"Why are I so hard by these bastards? I can't even hit the heavy bomb!"
Jalan Kyle made a scream of surprise while shooting. These monsters with red mist on their bodies could not only eat bullets, but even if the shells were not hit directly, they would still be alive when they got up. The blood covering them seemed to have some magic power, and the fire-breathing weapon would not burn at all.
Moreover, as they kill, they become faster and faster, more violent, and harder. Some even break their hands and feet and immediately grow twisted mutant limbs.
What's even more terrible is that with their killing and dedication, some obvious sub-space mutations began to appear on the battlefield. For example, those nests that looked extremely weak before, the rebels also began to become crazy, their eyes were red, their skin was full of blood, their teeth became sharp, and the blood gathered on the ground also began to squirm, as if something was trying to break through the curtain of reality. (As the saying goes: if the firepower is not enough, I will pay attention to the gods, if you have technology, I have magical skills)
"Don't fight hard! Organize firepower! Organize firepower!"
Creed realized the difficulty of these ghosts and immediately changed the command.
"We need to apply for Space Marine support here!"
The correspondent immediately reminded him.
"Captain, there was news from above an hour ago that all fronts have now invested Space Marines, and there is no extra force in the orbit for the time being, so no space Marine support request will be accepted for at least three hours!"
"My mother--"
Before Creed's curse could be heard, he had to leave his place-
Chapter completed!