Suddenly, Jacob, who was in the process of killing, suddenly moved his head away. A mutant behind him was immediately hit by a stone, and a scream was heard.
With a quick shot he shattered the slinger's skull and continued in the direction of the column, entering the defensive circle.
At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly split the air, and then a multi-colored snake-shaped purple-blue light twisted towards him.
He smelled ozone and bitter aroma as it approached, and tried to jump aside, over an enemy corpse, but the crackling lightning changed direction and struck him again.
Jacob raised his chain sword to parry, but faster than expected, the terrifying energy turned around and hit his breastplate directly.
"ah!"
Pain flowed through Jacob's body in an instant, beyond the limits of what he knew or could have guessed, and every nerve ending in his body was screaming in pain.
He even felt that his armor began to bubble and melt, crackling static roared in his ears, and the hairs all over his body stood up. The soaring energy even caused his limbs to spasm, and he could only stagger like a drunkard.
stagger.
With great willpower, Jacob forced himself to concentrate on looking for the enemy. He gritted his teeth and raised his head, and saw a winged Eldar flying crazily above the crowd, dodging the bombs fired at him.
The purple whip that the Eldar held tightly in his hand was the weapon that just attacked Jacob.
This weapon, also known as the Whip of Pain, is an extremely complex power weapon that drives the victim's sensory nerves, burning them due to bioelectric overload, thereby causing severe pain.
There are many styles of whips of pain, the most common ones are poisoned whips and barbed flails. The larger the creature is hit, the more severe the pain will be. It can even damage the vehicle, maim the crew or
Destroy the vehicle's electronic systems.
Jacob tried to raise his pistol, but painful tears filled his eyes and blurred his vision, making it increasingly difficult to focus.
"Damn-"
Black and purple stars flashed in his eyes. Jacob could not aim at the opponent at all, and his comrades had to deal with the enemy who was already close to him, and could not always provide him with cover.
Through the knowledge he was instilled, he knew that this creature was an assault force of the Dark Eldar, codenamed Scourge.
Then, just when Jacob was thinking about how to deal with the opponent, a bomb suddenly hit the natural disaster's body accurately, knocking the flying demon out of the sky.
When he fell, Scourge instinctively opened his arms, and the light on his wings dimmed.
Just as the alien fell, another string of explosive bombs hit Scourge, and the impact of the bullets was strong enough to temporarily prevent his descent.
Immediately afterwards, the bullet hit the natural disaster's head, and then a spurt of brains and blood spilled out of the night.
Jacob heard the roar and raised his head to see who had shot his enemy. To his surprise, two Storm Raven gunships were floating in the air and shooting at the ground.
Support has arrived!
The appearance of Storm Crow boosted everyone's morale.
Jacob fought hard against the dizziness that threatened to overwhelm him, but then out of the corner of his eye he saw some dim black light flying towards the two Storm Ravens.
For a brief, terrifying moment, Jacob's eyes widened.
A moment later, an explosion sounded, and the Storm Crow was blown into countless pieces rolling in the air.
The huge impact made Jacob unstable. The mutants felt his weakness and swarmed in. Their fists and claws hit the cracks in his damaged armor.
Jacob swung the butt of his gun, shattering a skull, driving his chainsword into the nearest enemy's chest, then split its body in two with a swift up-and-down slash.
In some confusion, Jacob swung his chainsword into a whirlwind of berserkers, splitting all the heads and bodies around him into two, like a razor storm swirling through the crowd.
After a moment, he realized that the surrounding area was wide open and there were no more enemies.
Panting, Jacob glanced at the sky and saw something moving quickly in the darkness, which seemed to be some kind of alien vehicle.
But before he could take a closer look, an explosion suddenly exploded on his left side, causing him to roll in the air like a rag doll thrown away by a cruel child.
I don't know how long it took, but Jacob suddenly stood up from the stinky pile of corpses again, although he was staggering.
His armor was almost torn apart, half of the skin on the left side of his face was peeled off, his teeth and jawbone were clearly visible, and a bloody arm hung limply by his side.
But he still held the chainsword tightly, and the armor was spattered with blood, minced meat and congealed brains.
"The Dark Eldar are so fucking disgusting!"
Jacob's arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. He turned around and saw that it was his comrade who was also scarred and covered in blood.
He looked blankly in other directions and found that more and more fallen soldiers had piled up on the rock wall, and the veterans were fighting a group of enemies using two-handed swords.
Nightmare, one of the most elite warriors of the Dark Eldar.
It's obvious that even veterans are having a hard time facing such an enemy. Three of them have already fallen. What's more important is that they are all exhausted now and their bullets have basically run out.
At this time, his comrades took him to a relatively safe location, took out a can of artificial skin spray, and sprayed it on Jacob's face.
It solidified instantly and covered the exposed bones and teeth. It didn't look pretty, but at least it kept the wound clean and sterile.
Then the man injected a powerful stimulant into the injured Jacob, causing him to open his eyes and let out a howl of pain and anger.
"Has the support not arrived yet?"
Jacob's voice was rough and hoarse, and the pain in his injured body colored his voice.
"I don't know, but these aliens have obviously been planning for a long time. They may have used some means to block support."
"This is impossible, there are reinforcements on the track."
Jacob hissed through gritted teeth, tried to stand up, then managed to kneel on the ground, and fell down again.
A stream of blood gurgled out from the cracks in the armor, and the ground was dyed red.
"Jacob, you are hurt too badly."
"If you don't fight, you will die."
Even in pain, Jacob still tried not to look so bad.
"What are the company commander's orders?"
"defense."
Jacob climbed up again and listened with his ears pricked up. It was obvious that Armin hoped that the collapsed foothills could stop the Dark Eldar for a while. After all, two Thunderhawks had already appeared, and it was extremely likely that follow-up support troops would arrive.
big.
Time is on their side.
The Dark Eldar are obviously aware of this. The long-term fierce attack also caused a lot of casualties to themselves, as evidenced by the more than thirty corpses on the ground. Because Armin chose an advantageous terrain, the Dark Eldar had to
Pay a greater price than before.
What's even worse is that the slaves they captured are also exhausted.
Therefore, as the situation developed, the consul who led this operation finally decided to show up.