Seeing someone shaking the morale of the army, Sullivan immediately rushed over and grabbed the militia who looked no more than twenty years old like a chicken. While gasping, he placed his sharp sword in front of the soldiers and roared:
"I said, stand firm! You damn coward!"
According to the style of the ordinary Space Marine, it is normal to cut with one sword, but Sullivan knew about these people. Many of them were just farmers who operated agricultural machinery not long ago, and even serfs who worked for 14 hours a day under the whip of the church supervisor. It was really embarrassing them to get their weapons to fight such a terrifying enemy.
But there is no way, now it is for everyone's survival.
"Don't forget that there are more than 300,000 civilians waiting to evacuate behind us! That's our compatriots! Children, show your courage and look at me! Think of me! We will die with glory by those whom we cherish!"
The young militia looked at Astart, who was close to his eyes and blood-stained, and nodded tremblingly.
"For...the people who are cherished...I... die with glory..."
"Go to fight."
When Sullivan let go of his hand, the white-faced militia quickly rolled back and crawled back to the original team, grabbed the old antique rifle that was usually used for hunting and started shooting.
Suddenly, he heard a sharp whistling sound. As soon as he turned around, he saw a small beast with wings swiftly dive from the sky. The Space Marine bent down slightly to avoid the attack, and then split the disgusting monster in almost two halves with one sword.
The ground was covered with acidic blood. The corpse fell to the ground and smashed a bunch of oil barrels. After twitching slightly, the body became stiff.
Sullivan looked into the sky, and the clouds made of countless gargoyles were getting closer and closer, and the air defense firepower around them began to become weak, and they could not hold on for much time.
He turned and looked further away, where the high-rise buildings and tilted flight decks of the airport stood. Several cargo spacecraft were ready to go, but they still needed time to refuel the fuel - the fuel reserved in the airport had been used up in battle, and now the third company had used the lives of more than 20 soldiers to go to an energy station in the distance, and all this was for the evacuation of more than 300,000 refugees hiding in the airport.
"Come on, bastards!"
He spat at the body.
"Even if you die, you will collapse your two teeth!"
At this moment, the ground suddenly vibrated, and Sullivan was familiar with this vibration - meaning that everyone was coming.
As the buildings on both sides of the road were smashed into pieces, a huge beast stood out from the smoke. It was like a vicious and ugly shrew, with its cruel descendants trying to destroy everything ahead. This creature made a special note during the First Tyron War and named it the evil woman beast.
Like its offspring, the carapace on its body is also the unique purple-colored type with bright yellow spots.
The appearance of this giant beast made the militia scream in panic, and Sullivan quickly shouted:
"Don't be afraid, it's a slow beast, greet it with all the heavy firepower!"
The soldiers quickly threw grenades into the distance, but their strength was obviously not enough. Most of them just fell into the group of swordworms. Some people smashed homemade incendiary bombs, and one of them fell accurately on the back of the evil beast. The flames instantly rushed up, causing the beast to roar in anger.
It began to accelerate, and even stepped on the small creatures around it. Seeing this, Sullivan nodded to a warrior beside him, and the other party immediately turned around and picked up a detonator.
The next second, the ground exploded, and the rising fragments were dozens of meters high, with a great impact force that even shattered the internal organs of the evil beast. The monster screamed and fell to the side, shriveling like an explosion of balloons, and crushed a group of knife bugs that had no time to dodge.
With its death, a large group of knifeworms it nurtured also died.
However, it had more than one, and soon two evil beasts pushed away the bodies of similar types and continued to move forward.
Mortar shells roared and fell down, and it didn't hurt or itch when they hit them. Sullivan could only detonate the installed mine again.
Amid the continuous roar, the two evil beasts fell one after another, but they absorbed enough firepower to push the insect tide to a dangerous distance.
"ah!"
A soldier screamed, and a tiny creature appeared on his face, and he got into his flesh, causing him to throw his gun down and scratch his face frantically until it was dripping blood.
But with a last bang, his eyes burst out from his sockets, and he collapsed to the ground. Such a tragic situation made the militia around him scream.
A group of gunworms holding "rifles" appeared. They were almost the same creatures as knifeworms, but their weapon configurations were different. The claws were replaced with a symbiotic biological weapon - the meat-eroded gun.
This weapon is not so much a gun as a small nest, which is fertile parasites that coexist with gunworms, and the flesh-eroded beetle. When the weapon is fired, a flesh-eroded beetle will eject itself with its flea-like hind legs. Although it will consume its life energy within a few seconds, it can create amazing destructive power as soon as it enters the enemy's body.
Accompanied by groups of gunworms, a large number of flesh-eating beetles sprinkled onto human defense like raindrops, which was a terrible scene for militias with almost no protective gear, and caused a burst of screams.
"Don't be afraid! Take up the weapon!"
Sullivan jumped to the heights, ignoring the flesh-eroded insects that hit his armor, and knocked his chest with his sword. The sound inspired the militia around him and covered his pain.
"The Emperor will never abandon you!"
He shouted again:
"Whether it is this world or this airport!"
At this moment, a shadow passed over his head, a gargoyle hung up a militia, the unfortunate man's voice quickly became sharp, and the winged beast swarmed into his body quickly tore his body apart, his blood and the remnants of his weapons were sprinkled in the defense.
Then the gargoyle turned around and rushed towards him. He slashed one with a sword, but was knocked off by the other one.
While he was still in a trance, the sound of explosive bombs rang out, dispersing the gargoyle.
"Company Commander!"
When the soldiers dragged Sullivan up, he was still in a state of trance, his eyes were filled with blood, and the sound of steel colliding with steel and the screams of enemies echoed in his ears.
Then he raised his sword high, as he felt something heavy approaching, and the streets trembled under their feet.
"Gather by my side! Sons of San Gilles!"
When he wiped the red mist in front of him with his hands, he saw the terrible things and immediately shouted:
Chapter completed!