They have been participating in the defense battle of the hive city for a week, and they are engaged in high-intensity battles every day, but the battle situation is still getting worse.
The middle-level hive has basically been lost. Now everyone has retreated to the top-level hive. However, the size of the top-level hive is limited and it can no longer accommodate so many refugees. Many people have to live in dangerous war zones.
At the same time, there are a large number of passages from the middle nest to the top nest. These passages may not be very wide and cannot allow large machinery to pass through, but they can allow small groups of green-skinned troops to infiltrate. During these days, Bahram and the others have been in various places.
Running between passages for defense.
Narrow terrain can limit the enemy's numerical advantage, and the Astartes, who are physically stronger than mortals, can more easily exert themselves in such a place.
But their number is still too small.
After a fierce battle, Bahram was separated from his companions, and now he must rendezvous with friendly forces on a battlefield full of dangers.
Walking in the empty passage, the new recruit Astartes was on guard. Whether it was the vents above his head or the emergency exits on both sides, greenskins might come out at any time.
His only weapons are a bolter, a combat knife, a grenade, and two spare magazines.
As he walked, he suddenly felt something following him. When he turned his head, he found nothing - no shadow, no heat, no sound, not even breathing.
But the threatening feeling of being spied on still existed, like a cold knife lying across his throat.
Maybe the fierce battle made him too nervous?
Bahram shook his head and pressed the button of the communicator again, but there was only rustling white noise.
But when he just turned around, he felt a strong wind coming, and subconsciously he raised his bolter and pushed forward.
The moment it came into contact with the bolt gun, the strength of the knife changed slightly in an instant. Although the pressure did not change, the angle of the knife changed slightly.
Then, Bahram raised his right elbow and suddenly swung it back, hitting the chin where he was holding the object.
The knife cut through his cuffs, and when the enemy was knocked to the ground by his elbow, Bahram smoothed his own cuffs.
But at this time, the enemy who was lying on the ground attacked him again and grabbed his feet. For a moment, the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, fighting each other with their arms, trying to gain a powerful position for themselves.
Only then did Bahram see that his attacker was a green man with a red headband and a camouflage jacket.
"Disgusting reptile!"
Bahram tried to keep his center of gravity, punched the enemy at an angle, pushed the enemy away, stood up quickly, and pulled the saber from his belt - his bolter had just been thrown aside.
The green-skinned man was also a good fighter. He only relied on the strength of his back and legs to jump up. His body was hunched and he maintained a defensive posture, holding a knife in his right hand.
How could an ordinary green skin do such an action?
Bahram had some doubts. The enemy's movements were perfect and he could approach him silently - these all showed that the enemy was a professional killer, an expert in stealth and assassination.
But taking a closer look, Bahram discovered that this green-skinned man was not very strong, but had a special weapon.
The leaf-shaped blade is shorter than the rubber-wrapped handle. There are a series of perforations on the blade, which can reduce its weight without damaging the structure of the blade. Moreover, this thing also glows with blue light, which is obviously not a homemade weapon made by green skins.
, but a captured weapon.
Bahram stared at the enemy's violent eyes. They were circling each other. Bahram lowered his body according to the standard fighting skills of the battle group, maintaining a certain angle. He gently held the saber in his right hand, letting the blade extend out of his fist.
It maintains an oblique angle to its own body.
This strange sword technique was also taught by Saul, and it took them several years to understand the difference between this technique and ordinary fighting techniques.
Then, he raised his left hand and clenched it into a fist.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!
The greenskin suddenly rushed over and stabbed Bahram directly with his knife.
He was extremely fast, and the blade swept across the recruit's shoulder, only a punch away from the neck.
Just when Bahram was about to feint and block, the blade whirled back and the collision between the handles caused the greenskin's knife to retract its handle with a slight pneumatic sound, and then extended it again.
And the angle changes with the rotation of the palm.
This series of dazzling operations caught Bahram off guard, and the blade instantly pierced his left forearm as he was blocking, leaving a pool of blood on the floor.
"Good guy!"
Bahram jumped back, but the greenskin was still chasing madly, changing the angle of the blade again so that the knife could stab the enemy before his fist.
The recruit blocked the attack with his knife again, and then kicked the enemy. The leather boot directly hit the enemy's left knee.
The enemy retreated.
Actual combat is obviously not as easy as training. Combat training includes a lot of maneuvers, sprints and thrusts.
The greenskin in front of him almost broke away from the normal behavioral logic of the greenskin. After every feint and block, he immediately rushed towards Bahram and continuously oppressed his space of action, causing the Astartes recruits' footsteps to be disordered.
Sometimes the greenskin would sweep the knife across Bahram's body again after making an upward blow.
However, if Bahram knew that he was fighting the strongest killer under the leader of the green-skinned Blood Ax clan, "Sneaky Rat", he might not feel so strange.
"Come again!"
After escaping another fatal blow, they rushed towards each other. This time Bahram no longer stabbed each other with the knife, but directly blocked the enemy's blade with his close-up left fist.
The blade made a gash on the knuckle, but the knife slipped on his fist, and Bahram caught the enemy with his right fist.
They struggled together, and Bahram suppressed the enemy due to his physical and height advantages. The enemy's left hand also grabbed his throat, holding it tightly like an iron hand.
Bahram coughed twice, his neck muscles resisting the enemy's hand.
Then he pushed the enemy against the wall without hesitation and slammed it several times. The enemy grabbed the knife again and stabbed Bahram's wrist with the reversed blade.
In retaliation, Bahram stabbed his knife directly into the triceps of the opponent's arm.
After a muffled groan, they pushed each other away, blood gushing out from the wounds on their respective arms.
Bahram was panting, but the enemy didn't make any sound, as if he couldn't feel the pain, or the pain didn't hinder him and just roared in a low voice.
A few seconds later, the greenskin attacked again, and Bahram lowered his body to block.
But at the moment of approaching, the enemy threw the knife held in his right hand to his left hand. The angle of the knife blade was adjusted in the air, so that the attack direction changed from the upper right to the lower left.
The blade pierced Bahram's right shoulder. The bulletproof armor and its internal padding withstood part of the force of the attack, but he still felt a burning pain on the right side of his body, impacting his ribs and breathing.
The next second, the blade was pulled out, and blood spurted out. The hot blood flow stayed along the sleeve and fell to the ground along the handle of the knife.