Seven scouts huddled in this cave less than a hundred meters deep, while hundreds of enemies outside surged in like a flood, regardless of the fierce counterattack of the Space Marine recruits.
Mishina also regretted choosing this place as a temporary stronghold, but they really had no better choice. After the destruction of the Chapter Monastery, they completely lost contact with the Chapter, and they hid because they were conducting a simulated confrontation in the wild.
After a disaster, due to the lack of long-range communication equipment, they were unable to contact any local forces, and they did not know what was going on in the outside world. They were directly lost in the Hell Mountains, and were surrounded by green skins.
In this case, Mischner, as the "senior" veteran of the 10th Company, could only take on the responsibility of leading these new recruits. He had served in the 10th Company for some time, and he also participated in the disastrous expedition of the 3rd Company.
He is one of the few survivors. He was the one who witnessed the third company commander being killed by the greenskin leader. His hatred for the greenskins has penetrated deep into his bones. After returning to the home planet, he proposed to let the new recruits undergo simulation training against the greenskins.
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But now there is no need for simulation. In this desperate situation, he chose to lead the team to fight guerrillas, believing that the power of the empire would fight back.
To carry out guerrilla operations in mountainous areas, you must have a safe base. Mishina found a relatively hidden cave based on his past memories, and then established a guerrilla base. During this period of more than a month, he took advantage of the darkness of the night.
Take people to the ruins of the chapter monastery to search for useful supplies and equipment. At the same time, find out the greenskin strongholds in the Hell Mountains and ambush the greenskins who are alone or in small numbers.
It was going well at first. The greenskins didn't have much sense of security, so they didn't pay much attention to the few more or less.
But the bad thing is that they only paid attention to the green boys and didn't pay much attention to the other group of things, namely the grunts.
During an exploration activity not long ago, a recruit accidentally found a smelly little baggage. After opening it, he found that it was full of garbage, but there was also a lot of ammunition, so he just walked along, but he didn't expect that it was the treasure of a fart. They
They often make unique scent signals on their collections, and follow the scent to find the stronghold of the Space Marine guerrilla team, so this scene happened.
Fortunately, one of the characteristics of the cave he chose is that the entrance is small and the inside is large. Simply put, it is a bottle-shaped structure, and there is no additional entrance. There are only a few small cracks for ventilation, so when the green skins try to attack them, they will not be able to use it.
With a numerical advantage, only a few can come in and be easily killed.
But the greenskins were not stupid. After dozens of boys died, they brought a large amount of explosives and blew open the entrance of the cave, killing more than a dozen unbelievers who wanted to watch the explosion up close.
boy.
Then came the fierce attack.
Although the cave is safe, it also means they have no way to escape. Mishina realizes that this may be their last battle, so they can only try their best.
They had downed many greenskins, but the enemy charged in wave after wave, ignoring their dead and trampling the corpses into the blood-soaked rubble, each roar sending a wind of acrid stench.
Blowing into the hole, Mishina was familiar with the stench of old sweat and fungus, which was more disgusting than rotting garbage.
Raising the sniper rifle in his hand, the famous marksman of the Chapter aimed at the largest greenskin with the darkest skin he could see, and pulled the trigger of the silenced bolter.
The bullet accurately hit the neck of the little green-skinned leader who was slapping his fellows, and instantly severed the nerve bundle connecting the neck and head. The green-skinned man immediately threw his head back and fell, causing the surrounding green-skinned ones to burst into exclamations.
Demonstrated his special killing skills as a professional sniper.
But Mischner didn't have time to stop and admire the results of the victory. He didn't even stop to think. Instead, he quickly changed the target and took aim again. There was a greenskin wielding a bomb-throwing hammer. It was as thick as a human torso.
His legs moved forward awkwardly, trying to throw the grenade over the rubble.
"The Emperor alone is our protector and defender."
Reciting the slogan of the war group in a low voice, Mishina opened fire, and a bolt hit the creature's slanted forehead like thunder. Although only half of its head was left, it was still running, even though its eyes were already hanging on
until its heavy body fell heavily and blood gushed out like a fountain.
boom--
The greenskin's throwing bomb exploded, setting off a storm of rubble and broken flesh, killing more than a dozen greenskins around him.
But then another group rushed out.
"I'm out of bullets!"
One of the new recruits shouted.
"Cover me!"
Then the newly modified soldier pulled the last frag grenade from his belt, unplugged it, and threw it towards the enemy.
At the moment of the explosion, he rushed out of the bunker and ran straight towards the machine gun dropped by the green skin on the ground.
The use of alien weapons is against combat regulations, but at this time, no one cares about the rules and regulations.
Just when the recruit had just picked up the machine gun that looked like it was made of steel pipes and iron plates on the ground, and grabbed the bullet chain randomly to retreat, there was a sudden roar on the battlefield, and a green skin jumped over the corpse.
He stood up, brandishing two machetes in his hands, and his body was covered with skull ornaments. At first glance, he looked like a ferocious butcher.
At this time, the recruit had no time to swing his weapon to block. He tried to shoot but could not find the trigger of the gun.
At the moment when the beast's machete swung down, its head suddenly tilted back. A hole was accurately opened in its forehead and its skull was opened, causing its head to explode in a burst of red flesh and bone fragments.
Come on.
The flying corpse fell heavily and hit a group of boys on their heads, eliciting a burst of curses.
“This thing works!”
After tinkering for a while, the recruit who picked up the green-skin weapon screamed excitedly, then leaned out of the bunker, and the weapon in his hand began to make a violent clicking sound, instantly knocking over a green-skin weapon.
But soon, a roar interrupted his shooting.
"Rocket! Get down!"
Mishina roared, then turned around and retreated into the bunker. He only heard a rumble, huge impact and scorching wind sweeping from both sides of the bunker.
When he raised his head, he saw that the new recruit using the green-skin weapon had been covered by rubble, and the weapon had flown to the side. The whole person was motionless and seemed to be seriously injured. At the same time, a green-skin had broken through the blockade and raised fire.
Tomahawk seemed to be the executioner.
"Damn it!"
Mishina wanted to raise his gun but found that he had run out of bullets. He pulled out his fighting dagger and rushed over, stabbing directly into the back of the beast. The blade penetrated the green-skinned ribs. The guy immediately roared in pain. He tried to turn around but found
He was nailed by the sword blade in his flesh and blood.
The beast lost its balance and fell sideways, howling in pain. When it fell, the wounds on its body were further torn.