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Chapter 968 Fortress No. 7

When the psychic storm broke out, hundreds of small troop transport ships had already broken through the clouds and escaped. The troop transport ships descended to the predetermined location like locusts. The air was filled with the heat flow of engines, and the roar of huge thrusters shook the sky.
In the distant sky, the purple sky is boiling, trembling, and is spitting countless lightning.
Some landing ships were hit by lightning, and their burning hulls floated in the air and fell in an instant.
On the ground, Colonel Dro Arcat took his squad and finally walked out of the cabin of the troop transport ship and entered the war zone.
He saw rows of transport ships on both sides of him unloading soldiers and sending them into the battlefield. It was roughly estimated that there were about 2,000 people, and there were also a large number of vehicles unloading.
After observing the surroundings, the colonel tapped his communication beads.
"I am Colonel Dro Arcate, calling each company to count the number of people and equipment as soon as possible."
Responsive voices came one after another.
Beside him, the pastor was holding his own scriptures and staring at the sky tremblingly.
"Oh, that's so bad."
He murmured to himself.
"That's bad. Compared to this, Calicia's airborne was just a walk in the garden..."
"For the sake of the Emperor, can you shut up?"
The priest turned his skinny face to the colonel, showing a look of surprise.
"It's okay, Colonel, I didn't turn on the communicator, no one can hear it."
The colonel smiled bitterly.
"I heard it, you scared me."
Suddenly, a Chaos Hell claw passed by and shot the battlefield. Everyone hurriedly hid behind the bunker, and the screams of soldiers came from hundreds of meters away.
In the storm, the fighters of the two empires were chasing the bold heretics, and the tails of both sides quickly disappeared.
"Where is the political commissar?"
The colonel stood up from behind the bunker and looked around, but did not see the political commissar.
"If he didn't log in, then he wouldn't be here."
The priest looked up into the air and shook his head.
At this time, the communication soldier pulled his head up from a powerful communication machine he was carrying.
"Sir, I have been linking the communication channel of the track, but I was unable to contact the political commissar's troop ship. The storm destroyed a large number of ships and is still counting the number of sunks. We are lucky to have landed before the storm really started."
The colonel roared and scolded some things he couldn't hear clearly, feeling a chill, and also found the subtle expressions of his subordinates after the bad news spread.
He then raised his laser rifle and opened the communication beads. Now he must quickly assemble the troops and let everyone move.
"What are you waiting for?"
Dro Acard yelled.
"Chimera unfolds the diamond formation! Quickly! Go forward, for Kadian, go forward!"
But at Fort 7, Ustad was in trouble.
At first, their airborne was smooth and they quickly defeated the enemies besieged fortresses, but when they began to transport refugees, the enemy's harassment continued continuously.
If this is the case, it is not a problem.
But for some reason, four hours after Ustad airborne, the enemy suddenly appeared from all directions, and was no longer the weak cult before, but a large number of Chaos Space Marines. The outer area of ​​Fortress 7 fell instantly, and what's more terrible is that there were a certain number of wizards mixed between the enemies.
If Ustad hadn't been the first person in the battle group to awaken the grimy, the fortress would have fallen long ago, but the actual situation would have been similar.
"Brothers! Hold on!"
The laser whizzed past Ustad, and he plunged into the enemy group, and the plasma pistol made a thunderous sound, and two Chaos Space Marines were knocked to the ground and a big mouth was shot in their chest.
His target was a wizard in a robe, and it was this guy who caused at least one hundred defenders in the area to be insane and kill each other.
Seeing Astart pounce, the wizard chose to retreat, and the heretics in black armor pulled out pistols from their waists to try to cover the wizard for escape.
"Don't go!"
Ustad, whose gray marrow was fully opened, swept past like a hurricane. He first used his sword to knock down a heresy, then shot a guy holding an axe and shouting the name of the Blood God, evaporating the other person's head and his helmet flew up - then he felt a violent blow, and someone shot him in the chest.
Six and seven bombs hit his breastplate, and then a cold pain passed through his heart.
For a while, his vision seemed to be getting gray, because his body was trying hard to resist the influence of low temperatures. The metal liquid formed by the gray graft blocked the impact of the explosion under the black carapace, but it also accelerated the loss of body temperature accordingly.
Suddenly, the pain disappeared and Ustad's mind became clear, as the armor injected painkillers and stimulants into his blood.
A blast exploded on his shoulder, Ustad shot at a guy who was rushing to load the bullet, and rushed forward and hit him back and killed him.
Before the traitor's body fell to the floor, he had already jumped up and landed on the aisle where the wizard escaped.
"Subspace monster, die!"
"asshole....."
The wizard looked at the extinguished flame in his hand, and now he was only afraid or confused.
Where is his power???
He obviously had a hundred ways to kill the guy in front of him, but now he couldn't use any of them. At this moment, he suddenly realized how his colleagues died before.
"Who is the monster?"
The wizard cursed in his heart and accelerated his running speed. Ustad chased him closely, and replaced him with his explosive pistol and shot at every enemy blocking him.
Behind Ustad, the heavy weapon hand Kamas squatted on the roof and used a plasma machine gun to shoot the enemy's front crazily. Many cultists and Chaos Space Marines were blown into pieces in a plasma storm, and most of the survivors were seriously injured.
"If you still have a little bit of a warrior's blood, turn around and face me!"
Ustad approached the wizard like a hunting lion, his lips spread out and let out a wild roar.
If this was the last thing he did, he would make sure that the traitor felt the emperor's just ruling.
Suddenly, behind him, I heard someone from afar shouting "Be careful".
The shout saved Ustad's life, and he quickly turned his head and leaned down, almost shattering his head by a waving power claw.
Chaos Space Marine rushed towards him, and used a glowing power knife to cut a deep hole in his left shoulder. Ustad then cut his power sword on the opponent's wrist, cut off his palm and power claws, and then made three shots into the guy's chest.
When the bullet penetrated the armor, the Chaos Space Marine staggered down, but the wizard also fled.
"hateful!"
Seeing the two Chaos Space Marines jumping out blocking their way, Ustad shouted angrily, and his whole body turned into a afterimage, and then the power sword drew a shining arc.
In an instant, sparks splashed and liquid splashed, a Chaos Space Marine's arm was cut off, and at the same time the biting chill invaded their souls, causing their thinking to stagnate and their movements to be slow.
Chapter completed!
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