Calvin was walking on the main road on the uppermost level of the main body of the Lost Truth. While observing the furnishings and decorations here, he was also recalling the secret missions he had performed as an Alpha that were difficult to distinguish between true and false. The main body of the passage here is extremely wide, and the corridors extend in all directions from the lower deck of the bridge at the rear end of the battleship to the flight deck at the bow.
Because it belongs to the living space of space warriors, this corridor is not only spacious but also extremely gorgeously decorated.
There is a lot of space on both sides of the tall passage, which should have been used for decoration and writing the history of the legion. However, in view of the special chapter culture of the Alphas, there is nothing special in these positions except simple legion emblems and trophies.
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The two companies directly under his command have been fully deployed. One company, after completing the occupation of the bow flight deck, is moving forward in multiple directions to clean the front end of the entire battleship in an orderly manner;
The other remaining direct company, together with the original body and the Honor Guard, advanced towards the bridge of the battleship. The battle in the front had already begun, and Calvin, who finally broke away from the front-line battle after the first large group formed an army, was still strolling behind.
Move forward.
Before there was a target worthy of the original attack on the battlefield, he was still willing to wait a little longer to give the new Gray Knights more room to display.
Boom!
A stray bullet from a heavy bolter flew from the fierce battle ahead. Without stopping, Calvin split it open with the huge and ferocious blade of his lightning claw.
The warhead engraved with blasphemous inscriptions fell to the ground, with a neat cut in the middle and high-temperature steam rising slowly.
Calvin stepped on heavy steps and continued to move forward from the corpses of Chaos Astartes lying everywhere in the corridor.
A seriously injured Alpha woke up from suspended animation and sat up in shock after seeing Calvin's burly and abnormal body.
"You! You are!"
Bang! The war hammer, which was as tall as the Astartes, was as light as nothing in the hands of the original body. After holding a hammer with one hand to gain inertia, the original body's right hand swung lightly, causing the Alpha who was in shock and confusion to take him with him.
The entire upper body of the Terminator's power armor, which was eroded beyond recognition by Chaos, was shattered into pieces.
"Who am I? You will know the answer when you go to confess to the Emperor, and my duty is to send you to see the Emperor..."
Calvin looked at the corpse in front of him and the blood splattered on the wall and replied in a low voice, but unfortunately his words were destined not to be known by the Alpha.
The rebels' counterattack was later than expected, probably because they had just recovered from the tactical attack by the Gray Knights; but judging from the intensity of their resistance, this group of traitors' will to resist was extremely determined. p>
But this does not affect the overall situation, because the Alphas face not only the attacks in front of them.
After the completion of the first wave of teleportation strikes, the subsequent Gray Knights who boarded the landing torpedoes and fist assault boats melted through the battleship armor and opened up a flank battlefield. They also lost sight of one thing and faced a huge threat.
What's more, the Gray Knights also have the "data" bonus given by the original body:
With the help of these overly detailed "audio and video materials", the equipment and tactical habits commonly used by the Alphas were all known to the Gray Knights;
In addition to some tactical language derived after the Great Rebellion, the Alphas' offensives are often easily seen through by the Gray Knights, and are easily counterattacked at the most dangerous stage of the execution of tactical actions.
Several attempts at luring the enemy failed and they were surrounded in reverse. More than a dozen tactical strikes inexplicably lost their suddenness, and they were attacked head-on by the Gray Knights in an understatement.
After just ten minutes of intense fighting, dozens of Astartes fell, and the Alphas finally woke up from their red-eyed state.
"No! There's a problem!" During the battle, an Alpha said to his comrades in the team in a heavy tone while relying on the bunker to reload.
"They know us very well, but we know nothing about them..."
Another Alpha, who was in charge of fire support, examined the heavy bolter in his hand, and pointed out the former's doubts in silence.
"We have been infiltrated? How is that possible?"
This extremely ridiculous idea appeared in the mind of the commander of the tactical team, but the discipline of long-term training and the influence of legion culture made him unable to believe it.
"No, infiltration cannot obtain such complete information, someone has rebelled!"
The same doubts also appeared in the minds of other Alphas, but considering Alpha's confidentiality discipline and their complex and changeable tactical language, only higher-level members of the legion can understand them so well...<
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"This is impossible!" The Alpha who asked the question first retorted in a voiceless voice. He could not believe his innate mission and long-term training.
What was even more unacceptable to him was that their absolute aloofness and proud self-confidence based on intelligence was rapidly collapsing in the face of this cruel reality...
Will anyone really betray their legion?
Primarch, will anyone really resist their own bloodline and betray the honor of their legion?
The battles he had faced were a hundred times more cruel, and a thousand times more questions struck his soul, causing cracks in his cold eyes that had remained cold for a hundred years to appear for the first time...
But unfortunately, he was destined to never get the answer to this question. When Calvin's footsteps sounded from behind the battlefield, it seemed that the Gray Knights were being urged and no longer wanted to wait.
After a brief but fierce exchange of fire, the Gray Knights completely destroyed the heirs of Alpharius who were stationed here at the cost of two serious injuries and one minor injury.
Boo!
After a gunshot from a plasma pistol, a mortal hiding behind an armored bunker near the engine room of the Lost Truth was melted along with his armor by a casual shot from Allen hundreds of meters away.
Seeing the dimming of the soul represented by the body in his psychic vision, Allen did not continue to investigate. As for whether he was a non-staff member of the Alpha Legion, Allen was not interested in knowing.
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The mission assigned by the original body is to clean up this place.
And since there is no special limit, it means that all lives within the field of view are within the execution scope of the mission plan.
After clearing away the remaining enemies in the direction of the main entrance of the engine room within one minute, the company directly under Alan Janus has successfully launched. With the help of the scanned picture of the battleship structure sent by the Relentless Jihad, the entire company began to head towards the bridge.
Advance.
The gunfire of the crew members who came to support them continued to ring in the corridor, but in front of the Gray Knights advancing in multiple directions, apart from buying some time for the arrival of the Alphas, it had no other meaning.
The engine room has been occupied, waiting for instructions.
Keep up the speed and we'll see you on the bridge.
Allen reported the current progress to Calvin through psychic communication. In reality, the three-meter-tall giant's team had just captured a defensive position.
Smoke is still burning on the positions that have been ravaged by bolters and plasma weapons, but all these mortal troops wearing the emblem of Hydra have been killed.
The four Alphas were wearing Mark IV power armor without any emblems, lying crookedly in several hidden places in the position.
The bowl-sized bullet holes on their chests and shoulder armor and the melted cuts on the edges of their neck armor were the causes of their death. The four bolt guns with almost full magazines showed that they had been suppressed throughout the previous battle and were not alive until they died.
Can achieve effective resistance.
In the silent corridor, only the armors of the Gray Knights were making faint noises, and the occasional gunshots were from them re-firing targets with intact limbs.
After passing through the cordon established by four Gray Knights, Allen stepped into this position.
His eyes met with the adjutant inspecting the battlefield beside him, who nodded slightly to indicate that the cleanup was complete.
The entire team completed communication in the psychic channel, and transformed into a marching formation in the next moment like a whole.
From fighting to cleaning up to leaving, these silver-armored Astartes did not have any dialogue throughout the entire process.
There was a suffocating silence in the corridor until these giants disappeared deep into the corridor. Alan, who was walking at the end, turned back to look at the surveillance equipment hidden in the wall and shook his finger contemptuously.
Boo!
The roar of a bolter turned the surveillance field of vision into darkness, and also defeated the last will of resistance of the Alpha commanders on the bridge who were paying attention.