Chapter 43: The Empire's Frontier: Brothers' Cooperation

The blue power armor was so obvious in the sea of ​​insects, and the flashing red light of the explosive bombs flashed continuously in the gray-purple sea of ​​insects. It was a deadly spear head composed of blue, green and gray.

The spear pierced deeply into the body of the Tyranid swarm, like a deadly blade that went straight to the heart. The entire battle line steadily moved forward and pierced deeply into the enemy formation.

The century-old veterans wearing Terminator armor advanced at full speed in the sea of ​​insects. The blue armor flashed with countless flames and ion lightning. The brothers of the regiment followed closely behind them and slashed and cut with explosive bombs and chainsaw swords. An entire company, more than a hundred Space Marines rushed on the land at a high speed.

They turned into a deadly spear. The blue giants flattened the earth and crushed the enemies of the Emperor into powder. The Thunder Eagle gunboats and the Imperial Navy's atmospheric fighter squadrons merged together. They fought with the Tyranid flying monsters in the clouds, and the dazzling artillery fire lit up from time to time in the clouds.

Broken fighters and behemoths streaked across the sky like meteors, burning up in the flames, but none of this could stop the Sons of Guilliman.

Behind them, thousands of mortal warriors followed closely, and the Astra Militarum rushed behind with a torrent of armored waves. Tank guns, plasma beams, melta cannons and bolter guns roared in unison, pouring countless destructive firepower into the Tyranid army.

The other side was not to be outdone. The cannon worms sprayed plasma with their tails, and blue and green lightning flashed behind the Ultramarines. Both sides tried their best to attack each other.

The Emperor's Champion, wearing a red robe, led his deadly spearheads, and the power sword in his hand kept waving in the enemy sea. Dozens of Terminator veterans on both sides of him strode forward, and these tall giants marched forward with destructive steps.

The storm bolters in their hands roared continuously, and the heavy chainsaw swords and cutting stand swords harvested countless alien enemies. The flag of the Third Company of the Ultramarines fluttered in the blue army formation. Hundreds of Space Marines guarded the glorious battle flag. They used bolters and chainsaws to ensure that no abominable alien could touch the flag.

Everyone was executing orders under the command of Captain Mikael. The voice of the captain was solemn and unquestionable. Even the Space Marines who came from other directions obeyed his orders without any doubt. No one would question a glorious Emperor Champion.

Four Death Watch warriors followed closely among their brothers, gloriously fighting side by side with countless Astartes brothers. Ragnar and Lancelot rushed to the front and joined those most brave and glorious brothers.

Bell and Olaf followed closely among the other brothers. Bell aimed and shot with the bolter in his hand in an orderly manner, while Olaf used his psychic power to kill the Tyranid enemies one by one.

The mortal warriors of the Astra Militarum did not fall behind. They followed closely behind the war machines of the Empire. The incarnations of the Myriad Machines roared with earth-shaking roars. The heavy tracks rolled over the ground, and the corpses of the Tyranid beasts broke and shattered under the tracks. The crackling sounds of the shattering echoed one after another under their bodies.

The artillery from the hive city also provided support to the best of their ability. The heavy artillery continued to cross the city walls and bombarded the wilderness and ruined urban areas of the outer hive city. All the high-rise buildings had already been completely reduced to rubble. The urban areas that were once full of high-rise buildings had become a scarlet wilderness.

The sea-like Tyranid swarms attacked the Ultramarines' front line. Their flanks and rear were constantly hit hard. Captain Mikael knew very well that the enemy's counterattack would be stronger if they didn't penetrate an inch inside.

As they got closer to the target location, their losses were also increasing. Not only the mortal warriors of the Astra Militarum, but also the Astartes suffered heavy losses.

The Tyranids' counterattack became more and more orderly. Large behemoths and shock units continued to attack and break through the Ultramarines' army. Every counterattack and interception meant casualties for the brothers in the chapter.

The blue spearhead began to become blunt and narrow, but in the sea of ​​insects and the flames, Mikael had already seen the target not far away, which was the mastermind of all the destruction and death.

On an exposed rock step in the Tyranid sea of ​​insects, the tall Tyranid Tyrant stood there. It stood tall in the crowd of thousands of troops, as if it was challenging and provoking. Countless swarms of insects filed down from both sides of it, like a torrent of water washing over the rocks on both sides of the river.

Mikael looked at it and raised his head to look at the huge shadow behind it. In the sea of ​​insects, accompanied by the frenzy of the swarms, several behemoths as huge as tall buildings appeared. They opened their bloody mouths and walked from a distance. Not only in which direction, but also in the surrounding directions, Mikael found these huge figures.

This was the Tyrant's trap. It let the Ultramarines charge here, deliberately leaving a gap for them to advance to the front, and in the process, it continued to cause losses to the Astartes and finally surrounded them.

The scarlet eye glass on the captain's helmet looked at the Tyrant, whose wrist holding the bone blade also slightly raised, and its fang-filled mouth slowly opened and closed, as if telling a silent victory.

"Captain! We can't hold on any longer!" A shout came from the communicator, and the commander of the Astra Militarum shouted for help. Countless screams and gunfire echoed from his side. It was obvious that Tyran no longer lured the enemy in, but launched an attack regardless of everything.

"We are isolated and helpless! We must stop the attack!" The commander shouted, but the captain stood up and looked up at the Tyrant. He clenched the sword in his hand and stared at the monster silently.

The Tyrant also looked at the captain, but was suddenly attracted by something. Tyranid Tyrant raised his head and looked at the enemy in the distance, which was filled with the dust of both sides' gunfire.

A deep bell sounded in the thick fog, and the bell echoed endlessly on the ground. After three consecutive bell sounds, a huge iron foot stepped out of the thick fog.

The iron foot was branded with the immortal symbol of the God of All Machines. The giant walked out of the thick fog, and there was more than one! It was a Titan! The Titan Legion!

Six Hound Titans stepped out of the thick fog, and the turbo laser cannons and plasma lightning cannons on their shoulders released the wrath of the God of All Machines. The flashing beams shot over the heads of the Astartes and hit the giant beasts directly.

Several giant beasts fell to the ground with a bang, raising a large cloud of dust. In the billowing smoke under the feet of the Titans, the Mechanicus's Wind Riders rushed out, and the Cydonian Dragoons rushed out from the smoke. The iron feet of the mechanical vehicles crushed the Tyranids blocking their way, and the riders on their backs rushed into the battle array with plasma spears in hand.

Behind them was the Skitarii Corps, and the red-robed believers of the God of Machines rushed out from the flanks. The red lightning pierced the flanks of the Tyranids and defeated their attack. The believers of the God of Machines were venting the anger from the God of Machines himself.

The Tyranid Tyrant roared at the Mechanicus believers who rushed into the battlefield, but he had no time to be angry. The sound of heavy iron feet crushing bones was transmitted to the Tyrant's keen auditory senses. He looked down and saw the blue giant striding towards him.

Captain Mikael wielded his sword like lightning and killed the Tyranids who tried to stop him. His battle brothers immediately provided support. The Terminator veterans turned their firepower to clear the enemies around the captain. The rain-like barrage instantly cleared the Tyranid enemies.

The Tyranid war veterans rushed forward to block any enemy who tried to approach the captain. Captain Mikael rushed through the battle brothers. The explosive insect holding the biological cannon rushed out of the sea of ​​insects. It aimed its biological cannon at Captain Mikael, but it was smashed into pieces by the thunder eagle that whizzed past before it could fire any shot.

All the forces of the Astartes Chapter responded quickly, and the speed was almost unbelievable.

Mikael rushed to the rock steps, and the Tyrant jumped down from it and swung the bone blade like a storm, but the hard-to-see slashing speed did not knock down the champion warrior. Captain Mikael accurately received the fatal blow and immediately counterattacked.

The long sword in the hands of the Emperor's Champion and the bone knife of the Tyrant kept fighting, and the flickering fire burst out between them. Even though the Champion had two bone swords, he could not hurt the captain at all.

The red battle robe fluttered outside the flash of the sword, and the gold thread on it reflected the surrounding fire. The gold thread almost turned into a light belt that shone and swirled around.

Their speed was so fast that no mortal could see it clearly. It was a stalemate and it was difficult to tell who would win. Even the Astartes could hardly see it clearly, let alone intervene, but there was only one exception.

The Caliban Knight in black armor rushed up, and the knight's long sword in his hand swung out from the side. The Tyrant was forced to use the bone knife to block Lancelot's attack, which was enough to provide Captain Mikael with an opportunity.

Mikael swung his sword backhand and cut a wound in Tyran's abdomen. The tyrant roared and swung his tail to knock the captain back a few steps, but it did not hurt the captain at all. But just as the captain was about to get up, a fierce worm from the air, regardless of the fact that its legs were completely degenerated and it would never be able to take off again if it fell, directly crashed down from the air and knocked the captain out with it.

Lancelot looked at this scene in surprise, but immediately recovered and blocked the tyrant's fatal side attack. The violent beast imposed all its anger on the son of Ryan.

Just as Lancelot blocked his slash, the tyrant hit Lancelot's head hard with the hilt of another bone sword. The Caliban Knight was hit hard on the ground, and the fragments on his helmet flew across and even the display glass was instantly shattered, but the tyrant did not stop there and kicked him out with one foot, hitting him hard on the rock steps.

Lancelot smashed a large rock and fell to the ground. He climbed up with his sword, but as soon as he raised his head, the tyrant grabbed his neck. The tall beast lifted Lancelot up, and the corrosive acid flowed in its sharp teeth full of fangs. It was full of anger and looked directly at the Space Marine in front of it through the broken helmet lens.

Lancelot's blue eyes also looked at the beast in front of him, but there was no fear in his eyes, and there was no fear in the eyes of the Son of Lion.

"Ragnar! Do it!" Lancelot shouted, and the tyrant turned his head in surprise and watched the Space Wolf rushing towards him. He threw the chain saw axe at close range and flew directly to the tyrant's head.

The tyrant naturally swung the bone knife to block the chain saw axe, and the battle axe cut into the rock steps with a roar. Ragnar roared and rushed up, pulling out the dagger and stabbed the tyrant's abdomen, but his arms were immediately grabbed by the tyrant's powerful claws, and it tightly controlled the arms of the Space Wolf.

The tyrant used brute force to suppress Ragnar to the ground. It looked down at the Space Marine who was kneeling on one knee and lost all resistance. It raised the bone knife and roared a victory sound in its mouth, but suddenly its keen hearing heard something again, the roar of the chain saw axe.

Tyran turned his head to look at Lancelot, who was being held down by him, and then the beast's eyes showed a look of shock for the first time.

Lancelot pulled out the chain ax that had cut into the rock steps and struck the tyrant directly in the face. The roaring chain ax was embedded in the face of the Tyranid beast at a very close range, and fragments of flesh, flesh and armor fell from it. The battle ax spurted out from both sides.

The Tyrannic Tyrant screamed and released his claws. Lancelot fell to the ground helplessly and watched the beast angrily kick Ragnar away. It took a few steps back and pulled out the chain ax from its face, tearing it apart. Heartbreaker roared and crushed it with his foot while it was still on the ground.

The tyrant raised his head and roared at Lancelot with his ferocious face that had been chopped off at one foot.

It raised its bone knife and looked down at the knight lying helplessly on the ground in front of it, but the latter's eyes still showed no fear. This confused the tyrant again. It seemed to have realized something and suddenly turned its head and looked around, looking for Rula. An attacker like Gurner.

"Above." A voice said. The tyrant raised his head in surprise and looked at the top of the rock steps above his head. A blue figure jumped down from where it was just standing, and the decomposing blade pierced the tyrant's face from the center. The giant It hit the ground with the tyrant.

The blue giant in red robes stood up. He pulled the roaring beast to the side and fell into silence. He stepped on the tyrant's body and pulled his sword from the tyrant's face, which was shattered like a watermelon. out.

He turned around and walked to Lancelot, "Can you still stand up? My glorious brother." He stretched out a hand, and the son of Ryan smiled slightly, grabbed the hand and stood up.

"I have long heard that the sons of Ryan are brave and fearless, and now I see that it is true." Mikael said with certainty, and Lancelot picked up his sword and patted the dust on it. He nodded to the company commander. , "This honor belongs to you, company commander." "No, my brother, it belongs to all of us."

"Ah, sir, my ax is broken again." Ragnar came over from a short distance away and looked at the broken and shapeless chain ax on the ground, while Mikael laughed and took a picture. Patted Ragnar on the shoulder.

"We will find you a new one, but now." As he said, Mikael and the two warriors looked at the chaotic insect swarm. When the tyrant died, the entire insect swarm fell into complete chaos, and every Tyranid creature Completely out of control, they almost immediately forgot the difference between ourselves and the enemy and began to kill each other, or their morale collapsed and ran away. As a whole, their sanity, or that they had no such thing in the first place, their sanity was like a tyrant, and now the tyrant is dead .

The huge herd collapsed, and the Astartes Space Marines, the Astra Militarum, and the Adeptus Mechanicus immediately began to pursue the victory and kill as many bugs as possible.

"We must try our best to destroy more insect swarms. Come on, two brothers, today will be a glorious day." Mikael said, waving his sword and rushing out, "Courage and glory! For Macragge March on!”

Ragnar laughed loudly, pulled out his dagger and shouted "For Russ and Allfather!" Then he howled and rushed out, killing a knife insect almost immediately.

Lancelot also smiled and moved his arms and raised the knight's sword.

"Repent! You are here to die! For Ryan! For the Emperor!"

Caliban's knight's sword swung.

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