PFC Chapter 561: You Run strikes again
Chapter 561: You Run strikes again
"The Emperor of God is protecting us. The legend is true. There is so much hope!"
The admiral looked at the imperial guards and nuns killing people everywhere, and the sense of crisis in his heart was suddenly alleviated by a lot.
Now he finally has the energy to dispatch the armed forces on the ship to stop the Iron Warriors who are destroying the ship's facilities.
"The enemy has breached the bow room of the Steel Sword Dawn cruiser, and we have lost contact with them."
"Contact the aircraft carrier hangar to dock our ship, and inform the ammunition depot to make final preparations."
"The frigate Roar is out of action. They can't come back."
"Phew..this captain is my student, he knows what to do."
"clear..."
"The other ships are probably fighting on their own. We can only hold on now. Everyone is fighting now. The engines are outputting full power to rush out of the nebula."
"Why don't you notify the other ships and let them do their best?"
“Communications should be monitored. Only a sudden attack can produce better results in this situation.
Get ready, turn the Geller Field down to minimum power and the Void Shield Engine to full power.
This time, the Mechanical Sage only needs to make the Machine Soul go berserk and outrun the other ships.
From now on, he can pat however he wants, shout however he wants, and knock however he wants."
"understand!"
The silent darkness continued, a diffuse light burst out from the nebula, the gas began to move like a torrent, and a huge yet tiny ship began its expedition.
The shaking hull let everyone know the current situation. It was like a signal for some kind of decisive battle, making everyone excited and preparing for sacrifice.
Everyone is trying their best, everyone is struggling hard in this silent quagmire.
Ten thousand meters... one hundred thousand meters... one million meters... ten million meters... the accelerating ships gradually broke through the blockade of other ships and tore open the wrapping of the nebula.
"Beautiful! Beautiful! Hold on! Hold on all of them!"
The admiral was extremely excited. He seemed to have seen the dawn of victory. Tens of thousands of stars were waving at him, waiting for his arrival.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Hope turns to despair, those beautiful pictures become fleeting, and pain bursts out in my mind.
Hell is the horrible hell, Hades is the horrible hades.
A giant missile released by a Dark Eldar warship exploded silently in front of the bow.
The terrifying magic box containing more than 843 million tortured souls erupted with painful roars in the minds of all material creatures.
To the Imperial personnel this was the nonsense of hell, but to the ears of the Dark Eldar, it was the sound of heavenly Zen.
All the Dark Eldars felt as if they had taken a tonic. Everyone was excited again and had no idea what fatigue was.
The rest of the personnel fell to the ground in agony, even those members of the order whose hearing systems had been modified were not immune. All those with souls were no longer able to fight.
However, the demons were not affected much, perhaps because the subspace energy attached to them created resistance.
Or perhaps, the wailing they usually heard in the sea of souls was even more continuous.
In area I-7, except for the 9 people standing, the rest were only corpses. The Eldar, Chaos, and Imperials, the blood flowed like a river and no one was spared.
Weapons were scattered all over the ground, and body parts were pieced together here and there.
"Admiral, can you hear me? Admiral."
"The signal is still there. I'm afraid they won't be able to respond."
Rebos answered Hemiel's inquiry, and he and the Sister of Silence simultaneously expanded the intensity of negative psionic energy.
The nuns and the guards all fixed their eyes on this strange inquisitor, as if everything that had happened recently was not as novel as him.
Rebos ignored their looks and pondered on what had just happened.
The exorcism force field was automatically activated, and the fleeting soul-like storm once again evoked the memories hidden in the corner of his mind.
This time, the characters that appeared were more obvious, especially You Run’s swollen body.
Moreover, there were two other equally alluring figures, both with long hair and tall figures, one in elegant clothes and the other in three-point underwear.
There was no front view, only the back, but Rebos had a clear feeling in his heart, or it could be said that it was Lin Heng’s cognition at that time.
That is, he had a good impression of these two elves, and they must have helped him a lot.
"Don't look at me. If I can survive, I will give you an explanation."
"What do you know?" Sister Monica, who was very sensitive to soul storms, asked in sign language.
The only ones who could have caused this situation to happen were probably a large force of Dark Eldar, or perhaps even demons from the Warp.
No matter which one it is, this probably represents an escalation of the war and they will face a new wave of enemies.
"You don't need to know, I will lead him away, you just proceed according to the original plan.
My transport plane has an automatic navigation function, you can directly reach my black ship and then make plans. "
"Is he a very difficult guy?" Hemiel asked as he tightened his halberd.
"I'm afraid so."
At the same time, the completely stopped battleship was flying away from the nebula at the same speed.
And coming towards them was a fleet consisting of hundreds of ships.
A dozen cruisers shut down the shadow force field and fired thick chains at the ships.
The ferocious spears hundreds of meters long hit the hull accurately and anchored themselves firmly.
More than a dozen ships worked at the same time to gradually bring the stalled battleship back on track.
The rest of the Dark Eldar ships did not make any movement, not even a single interceptor was dispatched.
Yes, it was just an unknown assault boat, which arrived at the gap of the battleship at a moderate speed.
Follow the broken wound all the way inside until you reach the center of the battlefield filled with corpses.
The hatch opened, and the hunched You Run stood in a pool of blood.
He took a deep breath, swallowing the bloody smell in the air, and the expression on his face became extremely happy at this moment.
"You are indeed here!"
...
"Lord Victor, why don't we go and get involved in the Nebula Group? The two Meng Kaijias together are no match for us."
Victor on the throne did not react to his subordinate's words.
He just shook the goblet expressionlessly, his eyes fixed blankly on the shining wine.
"Tell me, am I a wavering fence-sitter?"
Victor's mumbling made his subordinates feel a little uneasy.
Of course he wanted to shout, of course, but not only that, he was also a bastard who was vindictive, fickle, sneaky, and so on.
“You are certainly not my lord, or should I put it another way.
Backers can fall, so the wise choice is to use a knife to kill someone and help the unreliable backer fall, so that you can find a more stable backer. "
“Hahaha, the words really sound like those of the remnants of the Comoros.
Yes, after all, that's how we survived, every Dark Eldar backstabbed like this."
"Yes, my lord. Even if we leave Comoros, the cunning of Comoros is still in our blood."
Victor smiled and nodded.
“But Comoros is gone.”
The subordinate felt his blood running cold, and he lowered his head another 15 degrees, not understanding whether this guy wanted to kill him or not.
"Sir, I..I don't understand."
"Well...I don't really understand, so why don't I ask you?"
The subordinates did not dare to speak. After all, Victor had never heard of anyone's opinion, and who would dare to give him advice?
"Forget it, forget it, You Run went in?"
"Your Excellency, he has already gone in."
"Okay, we have helped in every way we can, now we have to welcome our good friends.
Fill my private bath with water so I can wash myself well in anticipation of their arrival."
"Yes."
Victor drank up the wine in the glass, expecting the few people who were searching for Lin Heng, but this was not the expression of Lin Heng.
"It's fun to imagine, hahahaha, it's not the same person... then where is the real guy..."
...
"Tsk, the damn Imperial Guards are already a headache, why are there so many alien warships now?
Are they really going to send out such a large fleet just for these thousands of gene seeds? "
Erebus was furious. He flipped through the leather book in his hand. Each page was an evil tome sewn from the skin of different species.
As he located the pages, nine human psykers had their throats slit by the soldiers.
The souls of the nine people were sacrificed to the Warp, and then the twisted runes on the pages immediately began to wriggle, gradually forming a new discourse.
'It's worth a try and find out what's going on.'
Looking at the information on the human skin book page, Erebus immediately showed an excited smile.
Since the gods have given him clear instructions, why shouldn't he follow them?
“Hahahaha, Hongsuo, the instructions are clear. We won’t leave. Let’s prepare for a big fight.”
Hong Suo's contemptuous look was not obvious, but Erebus, who was caught up in fanatical faith, might not be able to see it.
"Of course I'm not going to give up. I've even been prepared for this. Do you think I'm just like you and I'm just putting my hopes in God?
The Dark Mechanicus and I have already implanted the degenerate Trojan virus into the main ship, and now with the aliens causing trouble, we have complete control over it.
Now, that ship belongs not to the Empire, nor to the aliens, but to us."
After saying this, Hong Suo pressed the button above the Thinker, and then more than a dozen transmission beams burst out in front of the Iron Warriors who were ready to go in the hangar.
The demon engines waiting to wreak havoc immediately rushed in, followed by the Iron Warriors carrying various types of heavy firepower who marched in in neat rows.
"Damn it, their firepower is too strong! We can't stop their attack at all!"
"Defense too! They're too heavily equipped to cause fatal damage!"
"Where are the reinforcements? Didn't they say a large force was coming? Damn, all the remnants are dead!"
"Who the hell closed the door! Open the door! Open the door!"
The Iron Warriors were teleported here, and there is a huge difference between the organized troops and the armed sailors.
In addition, there are cans containing Terminator armor whose weapons and bodies have grown together due to the Annihilator virus.
Combined with the violent demon engine, and with all the cabin systems at its mercy, it would be a direct hit.
The remains of the Blood Orcs and their distorted creations were all blown into pieces by the barrage of heavy bolters.
The yellow and black storm shields carried a warning and advanced forward like rows of insurmountable walls.
With the overwhelming force, the Dark Eldar's defense line was completely torn apart. Soon, almost all the aliens around the blind spot I-7 were killed.
The Iron Warriors and the Word Bearers who rushed over were guarding the gaps. Seeing the Obliterators and Enchanted Warriors quickly gathering, everyone seemed to feel a little comforted.
"Is it all in there?"
As soon as the bodies on the ground were cleared away, the chief dark apostle Erebus arrived at the scene.
"It should be." Hong Suo, holding the two-handed giant axe, said in a low voice.
"Should be? Can't you use every closed-circuit system to see their location?"
"Yes, but they stopped moving 10 minutes ago, and the situation inside I-7 was blocked, so I couldn't see it."
“You can’t see…”
Although Erebas is a rampant person, he is also able to use everyone around him to help him.
Hong Suo is a bastard, but he is also a bastard with full technological capabilities. He said he was blocked, which only means that there are more powerful technical personnel inside.
"There are still such guys in the Imperial Guards?"
"Never mind, let's put those two hell beasts in and see!"
Several Iron Warriors immediately came over pushing a huge cage, and the cursed flesh and blood imprisoned in the living coffin inside kept roaring and colliding.
The Dreadnought that has been eroded by the power of chaos has completely fallen into darkness, its hideous body a constant mixture of flesh, blood and machinery.
A group of Chaos Cans retreated one after another, afraid of this crazy guy, but even more afraid that they would become one of them.
"Puff! Puff!"
"Go in! Go in!"
"RUAAA! RUAAA!"
"hurry up!"
The Hell Beast was furious, and its power claws, which had not activated the decomposition force field, were chiseling glaring holes in the wall.
"Once they are inside, unlock the weapons lock immediately."
“It gives me chills just looking at it, they are powerful warriors, that’s true, but they are also cursed beyond imagination.
Trapped in a rotting box, with no arms or legs, only darkness and blackness, until death comes to find them.
No wonder these poor bastards all go crazy in the end. God, I hope my fate will not be so pitiful."
For the first time, Erebas stopped laughing and watched quietly as everyone pushed the two hell beasts into the corridor.
At this time, a Word Bearer quickly came to Erebus and said hurriedly:
"Chief, the missionary team with the enchanted warriors is gone. No news has been sent back, and the life spell beacon is gone too."
"Together?! When?"
"Just now."
“Boom…Boom…Boom…Boom…Boom…Boom…Boom…”