Chapter 241 Two Wolves Fight, the Evil Tiger Is Captured

The Inquisitor's personal servo skull flashed a dazzling red light and spit out those warnings. Hagrid was as angry as a lion. Since he just issued the order, he never thought that his brothers would betray his will.

The expensive fireplace in his private room, which was decorated with many wavy patterns, crackled, flickering like it was disturbed by the external heart that was constantly touched by its master. The mortal servants serving the giant felt that the temperature had inexplicably increased.

Angry, quite angry, appeared in the giant's body, and the sharp Terminator power claws burst out, cutting through the air in time, turning the chattering servo skull directly into a blue spark in the air.

And the few imperial creations in the Great Inquisitor's legs except the rose knot also disappeared at this moment, and the air became quiet. Hagrid, with a gloomy face, walked towards the armory, because he knew very well that those fighting brothers went to the armory to place weapons and supplies.

When the giant body stepped into the place full of weapons and ammunition, and there were many Lemanus, those mortal servants were learning how to use their Land Raiders on the engines of the Imperial Guard, and the Space Marines were happy to share their spoils, the "uninvited guest" came there.

When the first Space Marine realized that an inevitable punishment would fall on his body, there was no regret in his eyes. It was not because of his own selfish desires. On the contrary, the looting even provoked the unity among the brothers.

But when Hagrid's thick thighs fell on the armor that seemed much thinner than the Terminator, fear was still an lingering haze.

But before the punishment came, before the Space Marines were afraid, Hagrid said. 'Well done, we did a good job, now reorganize, they robbed the watchtowers and walls! Very proud of the arrogant inquisitor and the old skeleton who laughed! "

Unexpectedly, what awaited them was not swift and violent anger or punishment, but due to the accusations of the Mechanicus and the Inquisitor, Hagrid also took on a lot of pressure and contradictions. As a Space Marine, he could have known that he could solve those annoying things with force, but he could not do it because of his high position and power.

So at this moment he had the motivation to fight, but he did not blame his brothers, but he was angry at the evil faces of those who had been protected by him.

"Brothers, war is not like that, with people biting each other outside, but he had to say that things were not like that outside of most of his service."

"They are divided into two parts, 1-3 companies are responsible for attacking the enemy's command center, attacking the center of the core area of ​​the castle, the chapel where the Grand Inquisitor and the Grand Magus of the Mechanicus live, and the 4th company is still alive, all go to the wall and declare war on the Imperial Guard! "

Hagrid shouted loudly, without using the grid device. His voice was powerful and without a trace of electromagnetic sound. It was very inspiring, even for the Space Marines.

Although he didn't know whether it was reasonable to attack two forces at once, he had an innate arrogance. When the veterans of the Terminator of the First Company moved forward, he also began to prepare for the attack as the commander of the regiment.

Those Chaos traitors were now as loyal and silent as believers listening to the priest's worship. They were looking forward to changes, not like now.

It can be said that Chaos and the Empire were wronged by the inclination of resources to the Space Marines and the jealousy of the mortal soldiers from time to time. The complex emotions of fear, worship, etc. lead to tomorrow's situation.

In the traitor camp without the Astartes Codex and Chaos Space Marines, the number of which is greater than that of the Empire and those warriors have character problems, the situation is getting worse. They already have such contradictions, and even the Blackheart King uses the relationship between the split Space Marines and other side questions to stabilize his rule.

There are pros and cons. The contradictions and problems that have erupted in the special situation at this moment have finally brought the matter to the surface. But the Blackheart King will not give up because of choking. Special circumstances do not negate all circumstances. It is known that such a situation will become more and more serious in the next thousands of years.

The contradictions do not negate the emergence of January , the gunpowder was burning, the fuse was crackling, and the smell of gunpowder had already reached the noses of the Mechanicus and the traitorous mortal legions. Didn't they know?

When the Great Sage and the Inquisitor were drinking and talking happily in the chapel in the center of the castle, those people never took the Imperial Guard seriously. In comparison, the castle in their eyes was indestructible and terribly strong. Even if the enemy entered the outside, they could not take it.

That kind of arrogance was not stupid. They had that kind of confident trump card. Since the elite external defense forces were stationed here, a small tunnel attack was their most assured thing, and therefore they concluded that the enemy would give up the external siege and choose to attack the castle's outer wall from the outside.

But the answer of the Imperial Guard was to stay put. The Inquisitor shook the wine glass in his legs, and the bright red liquid kept swaying. He admitted that the commander of the Imperial Guard was very smart, but he didn't think that the Space Marines could cause much damage.

But the sixth sense brought by the Inquisitor's long-term dealings with demons made the former elite of the Empire frown. That kind of consciousness and even the sixth sense of the data panel was the secret of the Inquisitor's survival, especially when he was caught by the Black Heart King, he also chose to betray because of this sensitivity.

"Remember the group of defense troops I gave him, focusing on the troops defending the outside of the castle, about 20,000 soldiers." The Great Sage interrupted his thoughts and explained.

"The roads outside the castle can be blocked, leaving a long corridor to the east that is too long for mortals to conquer. It is several miles long and huge in scale. The special mechanism outside the castle can turn all the curves that usually facilitate traffic into walls."

"And those flintlocks prepared by the elite can penetrate their armor. There is no need to worry. The modified ceramite jump shield can also withstand the power of explosive bombs. The Space Marines will definitely not be able to break through the external defenses and reach the outside where they can confront the Imperial Guard. You can’t really get anything more from a wall.”

The Great Sage's emotionless evaluation, and his predictions and thinking were so accurate that they convinced the Inquisitor, who had been acting according to his own thoughts and sixth sense, and missed the initial opportunity for peace talks.

The splendid place of nobility, the countless luxuries transformed in the chapel, are filled with a sad contempt for the Space Marine warriors and cover their eyes.

In that world, there is no shortage of people discovering problems, but no one will ever solve them. If no one raises a voice, then the thing does not exist. If they are not clear about it, they will not believe it.

Many things should be covered up before they happen. The accompanying responsibilities and rights are not important to them. Thinking has become a burden, and the side effects of that stupidity have also arrived. It is narrow and small. The exterior of the castle features dull black walls, poor bunkers, and shields that are not even as good as normal.

Any elite troops are just nonsense. There is a group of stupid fanatic believers who are high on drugs, holding weapons and shouting the so-called declaration of victory to the demigods.

But even if the so-called elite troops really existed, the Space Marines' gang-hopping skills were still not the strongest in the Empire. What mortal troops could cross such a trench?

Those trembling mental patients use medicine to resist hunger and weakness, and hold high the so-called logging guns that can break through the armor of Space Marines. Their condition is extremely bad, and the only things more evil than them are probably the Skadi slaves.

But if you look carefully, you will see that there are strange nails on their temples, which are stuck to their heads like stamps, and the small and dirty symbol of the Black Mechanicus stands among them.

They were on high alert and tense. There were about 6,000 permanent troops on the main road, almost filling the long and continuous road, filling it with flesh and blood and rough junk weapons, delaying, attracting firepower and completing the mission. He sacrificed his whole life for a trivial thing, and with the help of drugs and his own hallucinations, he completed the prayers that failed the gods of chaos again and again.

Apart from the lack of fear of death caused by hallucinogens, they have no merit at all, and the words of the great sage are like things that confuse people's hearts and have no practical meaning in the first place.

And how can a Mechanicum Sage be considered a fool, but say that he thinks that the human wave tactics he designed can exhaust Space Marines to death? That idea was not only incomprehensible to most Space Marines, but even to Hagrid himself.

After auspicious indications of the situation and reconnaissance by unenlisted recruits, the absurd situation was presented to the Space Marines as if the universe was playing out its funniest joke.

"How can those stinky fish and rotten shrimps resist them, sir, charge barrage." A Terminator veteran of the 1st company said such words with his grid device, which also denied most of the superhuman thoughts of the 1st to 3rd companies.

Hagrid was a little hesitant, but when he once again confirmed the deathly silence of Bird Buyer, his idea was completely certain. "Attack the handle!"

"The first company breaks through frontally, the second company, and the third company suppress the fire, bypass the enemy's core fire area, rely on the strong defense of the Terminator armor, use Kraken bombs with strong armor-piercing capabilities to attack the enemy, and try to break through the enemy as quickly as possible. area."

The Sun Lord believes that orderliness is the highest evaluation of the Legion. Discipline is the most direct expression of obedience, will, and group combat effectiveness, and the Space Marines are not the best among them. When those Chaos veterans move forward like clones, The combined firepower of the storm bolters suppressed and tore apart the flesh. The sense of threat made people feel that they were facing the wrong wall to shoot.

The powerful firepower tears apart most of the defenses visible to the naked eye, and the flanking troops attack a group of powerful cultists to prevent them from self-destructing or exchanging one for another. This is the most realistic portrayal of the Space Marines that most mortal troops face. , like adults facing an army of children.

Special operations forces with real guns are equipped with slingshots or firecrackers made by children. Whether they have physical strength or weapons, there is a difference in quality. Although some children can rely on high-intensity mobility, better equipment, fighting will, and more. Experience can make up for that almost fatal gap, but those guys who are currently fleeing in embarrassment cannot do that.

The inquisitor in the chapel quickly received countless requests to retreat, and the liaison officers rushed over and over again, so much so that the inquisitor directly asked the guy not to bother him. It didn't matter how many people died, just report to the interstellar. The speed at which the warrior advances.

To be honest, he already regretted it a little at this moment, but the great sage was still calm. He couldn't understand why the great sage could regard the information that the soldiers were retreating steadily as nothing, and the mechanical sage did not. Judges, they are not commanders in essence. To be precise, they are high-ranking nobles.

The Inquisitor spoke with his mind restless. "Why are you so calm? They are advancing. At that speed, they can break through their defenses as early as noon."

The sage used his small external augur to feel the battlefield, then what the terrifying mechanical giant was waiting for, and said it in emotionless words. "I activated his elite begging."

"What elite, isn't it possible to defend now?!" The Inquisitor suddenly realized that it was right, and after a long and chaotic beep, when the Space Marines killed more than half of the defense forces, small corridors appeared in the long and terrifying corridor, and it seemed that the death of three thousand people became the start button of something.

"What, it was touched from the blockade mode when encountering the enemy?" Hagrid was incredible. At this moment, revealing those things was equivalent to letting the Space Marines seize the opportunity. Guerrilla warfare and group combat were their unique skills. If they entered the fork, they could get the absolute initiative.

"Those stupid guys, are they really looking for death!" A soldier from the third company stepped forward, and the red giant was tolerant, because the shooting of those stupid things before could not even scratch his armor, which made him full of stupid self-confidence.

But when a green light came out from the dark of the tunnel, the sound of bang bang bang appeared, and after thunder and radiation smoke, the shooting of depleted uranium flintlock rifles penetrated the bodies of the war brothers, and several mechanical combat servants wearing Imperial Guard uniforms slowly moved forward with giant guns.

"What is that?!" Hagrid said in surprise. Could it be that all the items collected in Skadi were made into such a monster?

The giant tracks and thick industrial-grade legs and arms, added to the heads of veterans as wetware, were unbelievable monsters. Even though Hagrid had experienced many things, he still felt terrible.

The soldiers' brains were not removed, their hair was shaved, pipes were inserted, and their limbs were cut off. Their bodies were surrounded by adamantium. The grid devices were wailing all the time, begging the Space Marines to kill them, to kill themselves who had turned into monsters.

But their bodies attacked involuntarily, with terrifying accuracy, far exceeding the reaction ability of ordinary servitors. When Hagrid dodged the attack and raised his legs and arms to shoot at the storm bombs, chaotic fireworks burst out. It took several bombs to dismantle a monster, and such things... how many were there at the moment? !

The Inquisitor, who was standing outside the war, also got the information. When he realized what the Mechanicus had done to his soldiers, he asked the Mechanical Sage in disbelief. "You turned them all into monsters?!"

He originally thought that those people would get better weapons and equipment after they arrived at the Mechanicus, but...

"20,000 people, 2,000 survived, the probability is slightly low, but they have retained combat experience and reaction ability, which is quite good." The words were toneless, but they made people shudder. The Inquisitor looked at the Mechanical Sage in front of him, the monster, and he could no longer tell whether the Space Marine was a demon or he was a demon.