Chapter 98 Gang Jumping Four, End and Confrontation
The naval battle in the Ophelia system continues fiercely, but in several hours of artillery confrontation, the Chaos fleet has shown signs of defeat.
The battle aboard the Lost Truth was the turning point of the war.
Since it fell into the Gray Knights' gang-hopping attack, two of the other four heavy cruisers belonging to it have also followed in its footsteps. After their shields were defeated, they became the Krieg system's Space Marines to launch a gang-hopping attack.
Tactical target to help attack.
The three huge space beasts fell silent one after another. At this point in the battle of the Chaos Fleet, only two heavy cruisers of its main fleet were still fighting stubbornly.
The battle aboard the Lost Truth continues.
Under its bridge, the fully armed Alpharius left the meeting hall and walked alone in the empty battleship corridor.
Hundreds of meters away at the entrance of the auditorium, Alpha was still relying on its terrain advantage to resist the strong attack of the Gray Knights.
But from the increasingly sparse gunshots of the old-fashioned Mark III bolters ahead, we can tell that there are not many Alpha warriors still holding on to resistance.
Calmly passing through the two open bulletproof gates, Alpharius bypassed the frontal combat area;
After activating the optical camouflage on the power armor, this special Astartes activated his own special talent and quietly moved toward the edge of the battlefield.
Boom!
The wall of another metal cabin was violently torn open by the Gray Knights. Alpha hiding inside failed in his attempt to ambush again, and fled backwards in embarrassment under the fire of the storm twin bolters.
This was already the sixtieth time his company had exchanged fire with the Gray Knights in just ten minutes;
After their continuous tactical moves were seen through, it was difficult for them to stand firm in the face of the Gray Knight's strong attack.
From the moment they started fighting against these grey-armored brethren, the Alphas felt deeply that they were being crushed in all aspects from tactics to personal qualities.
This is by no means a joke, nor is it Alphas who belittle themselves.
At least in the eyes of Savile, who is now leaning on the load-bearing steel beam and breathing hard, aside from the inexplicable understanding of these compatriots, these Astartes in front of him are definitely one of the most powerful enemies he has ever seen in his life.
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Well, maybe none of them.
Who are they?
Savile no longer has time to think about this problem. He and the surviving veterans have received orders to defend the Hall of Honor to buy time for the main force to retreat.
How do they know so much about us? Savile doesn't know the answer to this question.
But since the company commander Seaman who was in charge was "coincidentally" seen through the tactical movements three times in a row, and was sieved by two heavy bolters in front of his eyes, he and the rest of the Alphas have given up all the commonly used tactical secrets.
, resisting only with experience and instinct.
Why do they have so many psykers?
Savile didn’t dare to think about it.
He habitually tenses up his nerves, always alert to possible psychic fluctuations around him, and uses his peripheral vision to cover possible teleportation spaces to the rear.
The enemy's psychic teleportation ability is so powerful that it has been extended to the level of conventional tactical actions.
It was because he and his brother had not thought of this in the early stages of the battle that they were captured by the enemy after several teleportations. They also lost control of the position after suffering heavy casualties.
Or are they all wizards?
It’s not like Xavier has never seen the Thousand Sons. Although the heirs of Magnus who are active in the Eye of Fear are powerful, their whereabouts are mysterious.
But even if you know a little bit about them, you will know that all witchcraft requires a long preparation time. Even spells prepared in advance require some gestures and rituals to activate.
However, I personally saw my own champion swordsman Malthus launch a surprise attack after concealing himself to charging distance, and then when the opponent dropped his bolter, he raised his hand and incinerated Malthus into a powdery psychic lightning bolt.
Xavier has given up on analyzing the spell movements of these strange Astartes wizards:
Their abilities may be extremely simple, but the power they control is pure enough.
It is purely powerful, and this principle is equally useful in the Eye of Terror.
What's more, there are also problems with their martial arts, which belong to the imperial guards!
In the battle just now, Savile did not have time to observe in detail.
However, relying on his deep-rooted instinct for intelligence gathering, he still discovered that these Astartes had an absurd number of power weapons in addition to their average height of more than 2.5 meters.
As far as he knew, the Alphas were already the group with the highest average height and body size among the twenty legions due to the secrecy of their legionary identity and the suddenness of their tactical strikes.
But in the previous close encounters where he was hit by teleportation, Savile still clearly discovered from a third party's perspective:
The average size of the enemy is two points larger than them!
And because of their power weapons and obviously stronger bodies, these gray-armored Astartes used martial arts that were obviously used in civil war.
How could he inflict such bloody casualties on Savile's company in just one encounter!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Another round of precise shooting made several molten gaps in the steel pillars that Savile had originally used as a bunker. The crossfire line he had just established with his comrades also collapsed again under such strong suppression.
The number of Gray Knights in front of them is decreasing in an orderly manner, but Savile knows that they are dividing their forces to purge the middle and lower-level mortal crew.
The enemy's grasp on victory is so firm that behind its fixed and methodical attack is the indiscriminate strangulation of all life on the entire battleship.
How to fight? Confused eyes flashed in the eyes of Savile and his comrades.
This is not a wavering of will. The nature of the Astartes also determines that they will never be intimidated by death.
But the task left to him by the main force has not yet been completed, and the bottom line of the defensive task behind him - the auditorium, is less than 100 meters away.
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After trying all possibilities, the last blood of the Space Marines surged in Savile's mind;
Since he is destined to fail to complete the mission he shoulders, then using his own death in exchange for the enemy's damage is a decent ending.
Nerve signals are transmitted from the black carapace to the servo of the power armor. The life support device in the power armor receives the order and injects the remaining hormones and nutrients at once.
Feeling the vigorous power in his body again, Savile met the eyes of his comrades on the other side of the bunker.
At the end of the Gray Knights' fire suppression, Savile pricked up his ears and listened to the enemy's shooting, preparing to charge forward at the moment of reloading...
"Go! Long live Alpha!"
Savile roared and rushed out from behind the bunker. After using his shoulder armor to hold the bolt shells of the Gray Knights on fire duty, he frantically emptied the magazines in his hands at the Gray Knights in front of him.
His comrades also stood up from behind the bunker at the same time, using the heavy bolter in their hands to open a passage for him.
He picked up the chain sword in his hand and rushed in front of the Gray Knights, preparing for the final battle with the enemy.
His comrade-in-arms was noticed by the Gray Knights at the first moment, and his head was taken away by a Kraken-type armor-piercing round in the next second.
"Hydra Supreme!"
Savile raised the chainsword in his hand high, his tense muscles ready to contract in the next second.
He was ready to die together with the enemy, but when he saw clearly the Gray Knight waiting for him in front of him, his heart was as cold as the dark space outside the battleship...
The arbiter of this team has obviously seen through his intentions and is prepared.
When Savile rushed to the Gray Knight with red eyes, what was waiting for him was the arbiter's left hand raised high, and the dazzling lightning on the palm of his hand that was ready to go...
"Kill~ah!"
He screamed and tried to cut off the sharp blade in his hand, but the lightning in the Gray Knight Arbiter's hand was one step ahead of him. While bombarding his body, it also caused his arm to begin to violently spasm uncontrollably...
Boom!
Savile, who had lost all control of his muscles, fell to the ground. He had lost the ability to fight. At this time, in addition to the huge buzzing, there was only the alarm sound of the power armor being disabled.
The heavy footsteps of the arbiter sounded above his head, and the clang of the power sword being activated made him know that the end of his long life had arrived.
"Nine..."
Just when the arbiter raised the sharp sword in his hand, preparing to execute Savile, a big hand wrapped in steel armor arrived at an unknown time and lightly held down the former's hands.
The Gray Knight suddenly felt abnormal and instinctively exerted all his strength. However, under the terrifying force of the visitor, he and his nearly ton-weight Holy Shield-type tactical dreadnought were easily thrown by the opponent.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dense bolt shells appeared at the position where the visitor had just been. There were ferocious bullet marks on the steel deck and the terrifying roar of diamond warheads jumping.
But judging from the fact that these Gray Knights did not advance but retreated, and began to shrink into a defensive formation, it was clear that at that moment they had lost their focus on the incoming attacker.
Vital signs scan failed, target not found!
Infrared scanning failed, target not found!
Call support now...
Communication on the psychic channel is like lightning and can be completed in an instant.
But before the third sentence could finish appearing in everyone's minds, the wall of the cabin next door was torn apart in an instant.
A simple and unpretentious hand, exactly the same as the one that had just stopped the Arbiter. At the moment when the Gray Knights were unable to react, it became bigger and bigger in the eyes of the Arbiter headed by it...
Boom!
The shock wave caused by the huge force confrontation caused the Gray Knights present to retreat in embarrassment. Savile, who had recovered from the state of total incapacitation, had just stood up.
In the middle clearing between him and the other Gray Knights, there was a scene that made him tremble all over and would never be forgotten.
Calvin, who sensed the abnormality ahead, had teleported to the scene. In front of his huge body, nearly four meters tall, was an Astartes warrior who looked no different from all Alphas.
The two giants, who made everyone present feel instinctive fear, were watching each other with interest while they were wrestling with each other with one hand.
"You seem to be very special..." Calvin asked with a smile.
Facing Calvin's burly height, the mysterious Alpha also looked carefully at the unfamiliar original body in front of him and responded: