The moment the plasma grenade was attached to the Demon Engine, Li Lin raised his fist and roared.
The next second, accompanied by dazzling bright light, the expanding plasma tore apart demonic metal like a living thing, and continued to penetrate deeper, rotate and stir, pulling out as much hot liquid as possible from the body of the demonic engine.
The demon engine roared, the body weighing more than ten tons slumped down, and the foul-smelling hot magma burst out of the body.
Li Lin rushed forward, moved his sword blade, and cut open the hard armor shell. Then he quickly left the battle, changed his posture, and fell to one side with all his strength, avoiding the dying blow of the demon engine.
Then, it stopped moving, the metal on its body quickly decayed and petrified, and the hot liquid quickly cooled and turned into sand and dust.
In just a few minutes, the demon engine that had been so arrogant just now turned into a pile of gravel.
"What's going on?"
Colonel Acat, who rushed to the front line, was stunned. He had expected many ways to destroy the demon engine, but he did not expect that it would end up like this.
It was destroyed by the Space Marines.
And not only the demon engines, but also a large number of cultists and black legionnaires disappeared without a trace under the bombardment of eleven rounds of bullets.
He recognized the symbols of these Space Marines. They were the Star Knights who commanded this battle. Although their paintings were slightly different from what he remembered, the Space Marines themselves had their own organization, and Colonel Acat did not.
I feel strange.
Suddenly, a Land Speeder slowed down slightly and stopped next to Colonel Acat.
Then, an arm stretched out from the passenger seat.
"Hello, I am Talos, the captain of the Astral Knights. Are you the commander of this Cadian force?"
Colonel Acat looked at the other party because he couldn't see his face clearly through the helmet, but the other party's tone was very relaxed.
It's as relaxed as if you're not on a battlefield.
"Yes, yes, sir, I am Colonel Acat of the 99th Kadian Regiment."
"Hello, Colonel, I am here to support you on the orders of Commander Soshyan and change the mission of this battle."
"Change mission?"
Colonel Acat frowned, but no one had told him this in advance.
"Yes, temporary change, but before saying this, order your people to do the rest of the things."
Talos pointed to the still fierce battlefield and expressed his meaning very straightforwardly.
Everything will be discussed after the war.
"Understood, everyone, hurry up and attack immediately, don't let a heretic escape!"
Soon, groups of Qadians and Kriegs overwhelmed the blocking positions set up by the Black Legion. Although there were still a certain number of heretics resisting stubbornly, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the overall situation was decided.
"Is this the Krieg? It's exactly like the record, wearing a gas mask at all times."
The 11th Company began to assemble under Talos's order. Li Lin stood in front of a trench and looked at a certain corpse on the ground.
A Krieg soldier was shot twice in the chest and his left leg was broken. He was lying on the ground like a broken doll.
Out of curiosity, Li Lin bent down and reached out to take off the other party's gas mask, when a voice suddenly sounded.
"Li Lin, goodbye."
But Li Lin had already taken off his gas mask, revealing a pale, young face covered in sweat, with his eyes open dim and filled with fear before death.
The Space Marine then snorted, threw the mask aside, and straightened up.
To be honest, he was a little disappointed, because the famous Kriegs were nothing more than that——
ordinary.
At this time Bahram came over, picked up the mask, and put it back on the soldier's face.
"We should give these brave warriors some respect."
"If it weren't for us, they would have been torn apart by the demon engine long ago. Respect is given to the strong, and all we can give them is a little mercy."
"Your idea is too extreme. They are by no means weak. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't be able to deal with so many heretics."
"Humph, isn't this where their value lies?"
At this time Sablin also came over.
"What are you arguing about? The battle isn't over yet."
After the two found Talos, the first words the prophet said surprised them.
"We are not going to Fortress 7."
"Then where are we going?"
Bahram asked subconsciously, the prophet glanced at him, and then spoke lazily.
"Go and cut off some stupid pig's escape route."
"I just hope Li Lin can respect the dead more, especially the warriors who died in battle."
Li Lin shook his head helplessly.
"Bahram, you really should become a priest. Forget it, ugh... I'm going to cut some heretics' faces."
Bahram looked at Li Lin's back and sighed helplessly. Sablin then patted him on the shoulder.
"Li Lin is just a bit duplicitous. He actually respects you."
"I'm worried about his condition..."
"Stop talking about this, the company commander has a new mission to convey."
Just when the Black Legion's blocking force was completely defeated, in a town twenty kilometers away from Fortress No. 7, a brutal soul was also thinking.
This town was originally a settlement of farmers and herdsmen, but now it is surrounded by filth, or filth is eating up the town.
The elegant architectural pattern stretches on the dusty green hills blown by the wind. This town built with gray-brown ramparts seems to have emerged from the ground. It is difficult to find any tool marks or moldings on the surface with the naked eye.
Shape signs.
Natural vegetation grows among the mandala of delicate streets and pathways, and even the filthy brutality deep within the center of town has not eclipsed its architectural art, at least not yet.
Even though there are craters in the buildings, thick smoke rising from the streets, bodies scattered on the ground, even though invisible changes are withering the vegetation and silencing the songs of insects - this place still retains its fragmented beauty, for the time being.
So.
Dark clouds made the sky dark and cool as Erquessus stood on the protruding parapet of the rampart.
The Chaos Lord's eyes narrowed behind his visor, as if he were trying to see through the curves of the planet itself.
"Those guys are all as cowardly as rats. With the power we have at hand, we could have killed all the puppet emperor's lackeys on this planet. We are just looking for stability and are just sitting there waiting to die."
Vagidi Paez, his lieutenant from the days of the Great Crusade, knew better than to answer.
He stood behind the Chaos Lord without saying a word.
"Not even the whimpering puppies of the False Emperor would look like this, not even the dirty orcs, but those timid things are simply an insult, and being troubled by them - ah! This is really
A torture to my self-esteem.”
Erquessus' hand squeezed the handle of the battle ax, and the demon-shaped head at the end of the handle immediately hissed, cursed, and yelled to express its displeasure.