Chapter 112 The End of the Era: Blackstone Fortress (7) With a mortal body, rivaling the gods

The difficulty of this mission has never been to destroy the reactor. In fact, that is only the first half of Vito's plan, and the really hardest part is the second half, which is simply how to escape.

Of course, do you really think Vito is here to die generously? He still has a lot of work to do, and besides, he's not going to die for that old asshole's "great cause," at least not yet, so yeah

, the most important part of his plan is how to evacuate.

Evacuate safely.

Now is the time to execute this part, and as Vito thought, it is very, very, very rare.

Vito rushed to the front of the team and fired while running. He had long since abandoned his bolter and fired with the plasma cannon on his right arm. The flashing plasma struck the surrounding enemies, those mortal traitors,

He killed all the low-level demons with one shot, while the traitor Astartes was handed over to the loyal ones.

Bell's superb marksmanship was fully demonstrated as he walked behind Vito. He aimed and fired with extremely fast, precise and incredible speed. Bell's subconscious seemed to have an instinct, an instinctive judgment of the possible location of danger.

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The bolt gun in the hands of the Ultramarines fired continuously, and each shot would undoubtedly hit the enemy's vital point. Each enemy fell to the ground with a crash, and his explosive bombs also decreased rapidly with the death of the enemy.

But it was the survivors of the assault force who suffered the fastest losses.

The Thirteenth Cadian Regiment and the Mechanicus Skitarii have all been sacrificed, with no one left, and there are only twenty Space Marines left in the entire Fire Howling Company, and even that number is less than that.

They suffered heavy losses during the attack, and the losses during the retreat were equally heavy, or even worse. The enemy seemed to want to vent their anger and surrounded them from all directions, using all means to attack them.

There were forty people when they came out of the reactor, but now there are less than twenty left. Only a little more than an hour has passed since they landed at Blackstone Fortress, but this is the only number of people left in the entire commando team.

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The last wolves broke out with all their strength, and the Astartes advanced at high speed. Ragnar and Lancelot's whole bodies were already covered in blood. On their right shoulders were the pauldrons of their former battle group.

Completely stained with blood.

Every single one of them was covered in blood, most of them were damaged, and most of their weapons were in as bad a condition as their users.

Ragnar's chain ax has been severely damaged by countless chops. The cuts of its roaring chain saw are full of gaps, and his armor and helmet are also damaged.

But the angry wolf still killed a traitor once again. He wielded his tomahawk and chopped down the enemies in the way. They killed all the way from the core area and passed through corridors and halls filled with corpses. Finally,

Finally, we are almost reaching the outer perimeter.

Everyone walked through the vast flag hall, where the glorious battle flag of the empire once hung, but now hangs countless blasphemies. The abominable believers of the four gods placed their twisted decorations here, as if to make anyone

The boarders immediately noticed their "achievement"

The last remnants of the assault team passed through the center of the hall, and the bolters of the Wolf regiment soldiers smiled and fired around, killing the enemies in the darkness behind the colonnade with bolts.

Pieces of blood fell to the ground along with the mutilated corpses. The bright gunfire continued to illuminate the floor of the hall, and also illuminated the corpses left behind when they first entered the place.

The corpses of the Wolf regiment soldiers and traitors were mixed together, as were the corpses of the Cadian Army and Skitarii soldiers. A large number of demons and mortal traitors filled the hall, and they almost kept knocking away the corpses and advancing forward.

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The muzzle of Bell's gun turned in the direction. To be honest, can it be said that people who can be doctors are just as fierce in killing people? Our pharmacist is pulling the trigger almost every second, with the pull of his finger.

Explosive bombs also fired, knocking each enemy to the ground.

The muzzle of his gun rotated flexibly among the soldiers. It was clearly uninterrupted. It could even be called continuous shooting but it would not hit any of his own people. His explosive bombs seemed to have wisdom and could bypass them.

It's like flying on your own.

A traitor of the Black Legion strode out from behind the stone pillar. He picked up a melta gun with a burning skull and fired. A Wolf Legion soldier collapsed after being hit, and the traitor almost immediately

His head was blown off by Bell.

But after Bell blew up the traitor's ugly face, he discovered that all his ammunition and magazines had been emptied. Yes, Bell had used up all the double explosives he carried.

It wasn't him. Everyone had run out of ammunition. Sven clicked the bolt pistol in his hand, and the machine spirit fell into silence and never responded.

Vito also ceased fire after killing a heretic. The plasma cannon on his right arm became completely silent. No matter how he activated the trigger, the plasma did not fire a single shot.

But they had done the impossible, they had reached the dock and the extraction point.

But this did not mean that everything was over. Everyone turned their heads and saw the enemies appearing at the end of the hall. A large number of traitors chased from the fortress appeared in the hall.

Astartes traitors, mortal traitors and demons rushed forward together. They roared and fired a bolt bomb at them. The loyalists immediately hid at the door of the dock to avoid the bolt fire.

A rocket flew out from it, and the missile accurately hit a Thunderhawk parked in the dock. The Thunderhawk whose owner would never come back exploded instantly, and the violent explosion affected several surrounding aircraft.

Thunder Eagle.

More plasma and rockets flew out of the hall, mercilessly bombarding the Thunderhawks and Valkyries in the dock. They were destroying the loyalists' means of escape.

Swain let out a long sigh, then looked at Vito, who smiled and took off his helmet, "It seems it's time for us to say goodbye, Inquisitor."

"Sven." "I know, but someone must stay to break up the trouble."

Sven Bloodhowl, the last wolf master of the Fire Howl Company, smiled and said, he looked at the last warriors around him who had understood everything, "Our brothers are all sleeping here, and I don't want them to abandon me and go to the Hall of Valor."

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"Lord Wolf." Ragnar seemed to want to say something but was interrupted by Sven raising his hand. He pressed the young wild wolf's shoulders, "All father still has a mission for you, right?"

Ragnar wanted to say something else but did not say it. He nodded silently. The wolf master laughed and patted his shoulder, "Go and complete your mission! Young wolf cub, complete your duty for us!"

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"And I will fight for this opportunity for you." Sven said, throwing away the bolter, spinning the power ax a few times in his hand. He looked at the Death Watch and the two Inquisitors present. The wild wolf was heroic.

The loud laughter overwhelmed all the guns and shouts of death around him.

Swain looked at Bell with a smile, and he showed a mouth full of teeth that were no different from those of a wolf, "Brother, give me the last explosive, I will use it."

Bell was silent for a moment. After a moment of hesitation, the Ultramarine took off his backpack. He handed it to Swain, who nodded gratefully.

"Please forgive me, everyone, the final tickets to the Hall of Valor have to be handed over to us!" Sven shouted and howled to the last warriors around him, and all the warriors howled loudly.

Gorehowl suddenly rushed out, and the soldiers rushed out with him. They rushed up and collided with the traitors just before they arrived at the gate. Now their explosive bombs and plasma were useless.

The battle began with the most brutal hand-to-hand combat. The wolf warriors fought selflessly, slashing and roaring with blood splashing and flying. Sven's power ax kept swinging and cutting. They were like the legendary Three Hundred Spartan Warriors.

They also blocked the door, blocking the door with their bodies and blood.

Vito and others rushed towards the Blue Shark. Ragna looked at his brothers after running a few steps. He stood there blankly and looked at the brothers who were fighting bloody battles with Chaos.

"Let's go! Ragnar! Our mission is not over yet!" Lancelot pressed his shoulder and said, "The Emperor needs us! We cannot die like this once and for all!"

"I know, I know." Ragnar said sadly, then turned his head and said, "Farewell, brothers."

They rushed onto the deck, and Vito watched from the edge of the deck as everyone entered the Thunderhawk. He turned his head and looked at the entrance, looking at the place where there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The selfless fighting of the wolf regiment soldiers crossed the critical point of their bloodline. They turned into wolves, and the ancient gene seed defects now turned into angry fires. The fire started to burn, and once it burned, it would never be extinguished.

The sharp fangs and all the characteristics of the werewolves were exposed. They broke their weapons and used their claws and fangs to fight. They hacked each other with Chaos at very close range at the gate.

The soldiers climbed up the mountain of corpses and chopped down the enemies who climbed up on the mountain. Explosive bombs were fired from the rear. Countless traitors climbed up the mountain of corpses and drowned them.

The warriors of the wolf regiment fought, with chain axes and power axes constantly slashing at the enemies in front of them. The last wolf fought selflessly to live up to the name of the original body.

They disappeared into the crimson wave, with only Sven. Gorehowler still standing at the top. He wielded the power ax and howled to kill each enemy, blood splashing from in front of him.

Explosive bombs hit him one after another, the armor was pierced, and flesh and blood spurted out from under it, but Sven still fought obliviously, his battle ax mercilessly slashing to kill each enemy.

He killed many people, many, many, but in the end his leg was pierced by a spear. The Chaos War Spear pierced his thigh and caused him to stumble. Gorehowl killed the spearman with an axe.

But the surrounding Chaos traitors immediately saw the opportunity and swarmed up. They pulled the Wolf Lord's body and submerged him in the waves. Countless swords and spears pierced Sven. The Wolf Lord raised his head under the siege of the traitors.

He took Bell's backpack and pulled one of his hands on the safety pin of one of the explosives.

"Father on high! Hear me roar!"

Sven Gorehowl fired the bomb, and all the bombs in the backpack turned into the emperor's wrath. The explosion instantly engulfed Sven and the traitors around him.

Plasma and molten flames intertwined with each other, blue flames and scarlet flames devoured each other and merged. The fire of destruction swept through half of the hall. All the Chaos traitors and corpses were swallowed up, and the blasphemous objects hanging on the walls collapsed.

In the cloud of fire.

The huge explosion swallowed up half of the dock. The Valkyries and Thunder Eagles still parked on the deck had chain explosions, and the explosions affected the entire deck.

But the real roar was not the sound of the explosion, but Sven Bloodhowl's final roar. That last sound passed through the curtain of subspace and crossed to the other side of the Sea of ​​Souls.

On top of the golden throne, in the eye sockets of the immortal bones that were always burning with spiritual flames, a drop of tears flowed from the eye sockets that had long since lost their eyes.
Chapter completed!