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Chapter 1748 Fire Dragon Dance

"It seems that the enemy is retreating."
Wen Slim glanced at the sensor display and found that a large number of target readings were moving.
"We will not delay here by letting the Star Army establish a cordon."
The fire dragons headed west through the park where the upper nests were, and the rhinos and predators hit a door leading to the main road. Rand's speed attack boats whizzed overhead and headed towards the attack direction. Their assault guns, missile pods and heavy bomb guns fired storm-like flames into the residential building, although there were almost no targets inside.
Salamanders are kind to their friendly forces, but they are equally cruel to their enemies.
When the people who were completely crazy by the power of chaos rushed towards the salamander, Tushan had only a moment of hesitation, but he knew very well that these people were no longer saved.
The best liberation is purification.
“Free them.”
The Fire Dragon veterans picked up the heavy fire guns and detonation guns in their hands, and then a wall of fire lit up the dim streets in front of them, and a large number of madmen were instantly burned to ashes.
As a company of the Salamander War Chapter, the Fire Dragon Company includes the most experienced and accomplished veterans in the battle group. These veterans often have dozens or hundreds of years of front-line combat experience. They are all veterans who have experienced various wars in the empire and have seen the worst enemies the empire can encounter. They are not all Terminators. Among them are veterans with sharpshooters who have been hit by every attempt, or veterans with superb melee skills. These elite veterans are armed by the Salamander's best military equipment. They not only have special Seiko power armor and power weapons, but also include a large number of muskets and explosive weapons left over from the Great Expedition era. The rarest and most unique of them are the Flame Break Flame Projector.
This unique and complex flame weapon was designed by the Primros Vulcan, which makes it much better than the flame weapons commonly used by other space warriors in terms of power and elegance. This weapon can burn groups of enemies to ashes in wide-area mode like ordinary flame weapons, but it can also be fired in focus mode to focus the flame into a hot beam. Although it has the disadvantage of being difficult to aim, its power is enough to cut most armored targets.
The simple quantity is meaningless in front of the fire dragon, the dust is dancing in the wind, and everything in front of everyone is burning.
The sound of gunfire from the spire of the nest is close to my ears.
The Modian civil defense line still fell after the fierce attacks of hundreds of Chaos Space Marines. They could only retreat. The battles of one street and one street blocked the enemy in every building, delayed time with their lives, and waited until the sub-space witchcraft dissipated.
However, the order given by the superior is always to stick to the same place.
Tabo Morris is a creature that accepts orders, and he will obey orders, or will die in an attempt, his personal anger, his personal fatigue—those are all irrelevant.
This is the quality Modian culture taught him: obedience, firmness, and courage to sacrifice for the throne.
After the 20th hour of fighting, the 227th Modian Regiment retreated to the refugee camp they wanted to protect. Most of the people here had retreated to the back, and those who had not withdrawn were not at ease. The thousand Modian guards who stayed behind joined the defense. They needed to defend a line of temporary walls, barricades, corpses and along the destroyed sidewalks, which had been severely damaged under the repeated bombardment of the enemy's long-range artillery bombardment.
Tabo Morris walked along the iron paved road, without gloves, feeling the touch of the hilt.
"How many Space Marines did we kill before?"
He suddenly asked the political commissar beside him in a low voice:
"I forgot."
“About twenty or so, maybe thirty…”
"Ah, are there so many? Unfortunately, Yar and the others died there. Although they are psychics, they are also excellent Modians."
His voice was dull and he tried his best to hide the sorrow in his heart.
"I remember the first Space Marine killed by Yar. He used his psychic energy to slam the bastard's helmet and head."
After saying that, Modian's commander looked out at the razed city, then looked down at the narrow guard wall, and the walls were covered with broken bunkers and remaining blood.
Then he leaned against a solid wall, gasped and glanced at the others worriedly.
"Everyone is exhausted, and the pain and fatigue they endure are unimaginable."
"Hold on for a while, reinforcements will arrive."
"Reinforcements."
Tabo Morris gasped and turned to look at the nest city that was trapped in the sea of ​​fire in the distance. Even though the city was ravaged by fire, its ruins remained standing.
"Enemy artillery fire!"
A harsh scream rang out, and Tabo Morris and the political commissar immediately ran.
"Avoid guns, avoid guns."
More than 3,000 Modians were still fighting and shouted to each other:
"Look for cover!"
Based on previous experience, the enemy's shelling will not be very long, and the opponent's shells are obviously not endless. Soon the guards left the bunker and returned to the guard wall to raise their guns, pouring down the energy beam.
This time, there were no ordinary thugs, and there were also a large number of Red Pirate Mortal Infantry wearing red bulletproof armor. Faced with the Modians' bullet rain, they also used laser guns and live ammunition rifles to fight.
Someone on both sides fell in the first bullet storm, but despite the small number of Modians, the shooting was more accurate. After hundreds of tyrant soldiers died, the others hurriedly searched for cover to prevent themselves from being torn to pieces.
Tabo Morris turned a blind eye to everything, and he saw only a terrifying monster in the enemy army.
It might be a space warrior, but it was much larger, three meters tall, and the armor seemed to merge with flesh and blood. On its twisted face, there was a mouth with no teeth wide open, all the peeling muscles and bones on its face were revealed, and there were two faces on both sides of its shoulders. When it screamed, a hundred different strange screams were shouted from its squirming throat.
At some point, he felt that the other person was staring at him.
He didn't know how it saw him. The monster had no eyes in its empty sockets - its three faces had no eyes, and its three mouths were all howling, silently vomiting bile from its giant hole-like mouth, fingers with countless joints were grabbing it randomly in the air, and then suddenly ran over with its legs.
Tabo Morris didn't know that this kind of existence is called an enchant warrior, and it is the most terrifying category of Chaos Space Marines.
"Kill that bastard! Make it!"
Although he didn't know what it was, his instinct told him that this thing was extremely dangerous and he must not let it get close, otherwise they might be all over-or, or at least they could not let it rush in with heretic soldiers, so Tabo Morris made a deployment immediately.
Chapter completed!
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