Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 127 Great Disaster and Easy Death
Taylor's misfortunes always make him miserable, but the clues interspersed among those misfortunes have allowed him to survive to this day.

As he crawled out of the ruins made up of countless marble and wood chips, he heard the sound of countless things flapping their wings.

He looked up and saw clouds covering the gray sky, but when he looked closely, he realized that they were not clouds but densely packed gargoyles.

The swarm...

He smiled bitterly. Of course it was a bug. What else could it be?
Several huge biological warships now stand outside the atmosphere, and can be barely seen clearly with a telescope. Countless biomass airdrop chambers are dropping knife worms and gun worms.

Those cute little foods that looked like medium-sized dogs were starving, tearing into the bodies of dead traitors on the roadside and swallowing the bodies of the planetary defense team members they had just killed.

Then Taylor sat down first and collected the wooden boards, preparing to make a shelter or camouflage board, but when he heard the sporadic footsteps of the Space Marines, he immediately rolled and crawled towards the place outside the ruins of the tower.

By the way, Taylor once complained that Ferenstein was not humane enough in small places. After all, the level of light industry in the empire cannot be said to be stretched, it can only be said to be almost non-existent.

Now, he missed that humming engine so much, because it always gave him a sense of security and reliability...

Taylor walked out bravely, but he didn't move forward blindly. He planned to find a high place to see what was happening nearby. Even if this place was hell, it was better than dying in ignorance.

It must be said that Taylor is indeed experienced in dealing with such chaotic situations.

He saw the battle between the newly descended Zerg and the Emperor's Children.

Basically, the Emperor's Children are one-sided against those things, so most of the Zerg will wait and gather in a group.

The scene was like a stream of water, with countless swarms of insects charging towards the Imperial Angels continuously.

Then killed by Noise Marines or Guardsmen empowered by Fabius's Stimulants.

The sound of a large number of insect shells breaking, the sound of gunfire, and the sound of the Skyfire system ejecting projectiles formed cover for Taylor's advance.

He followed a path through the fortress area's layers of defenses and roadblocks, even climbing up the watchtower at a considerable speed.

He smashed the guard's head with a laser pistol, then used a telescope to observe the situation.

Then he regretted it.

The world is burning, countless insects are constantly falling, and on the battlefield in the distance, huge heretic dreadnoughts and Terminator teams are fighting with the Zerg Tyrant or Whiplash.

The Space Marines continued to fire at countless Zerg swarms.

This world lacked the ability to engage in a war of attrition, and the Emperor's Children's transport and strategic vessels had probably been destroyed by the Zerg.

Even if Taylor was not good at tactics, he could tell with his ass that the Emperor's Children were now a dying candle in the wind.

But if this continues, Cardia will not be able to be saved.

This world is a source of food for Cadia, and if it falls, Cadia will also become a target of the zerg swarm.

If the Eye of Terror's defenses are weakened, Abaddon will take advantage...

Taylor actually didn't know whether his butterfly effect led to the current situation, but he understood one thing.

The empire is about to end!
But now he has a lot of questions to think about, such as how to survive next and what he should do...

He spotted the outpost's makeshift communicator and walked over to connect it to the power source. He had been trained as an Imperial infantryman and had often read radio manuals.

Although I initially just wanted to find some local programs among the chaotic radio waves, I could only receive various commander radio stations every time.

But this time he really needed the movements of the Imperial Guard to clarify where he should go...

Taylor muttered. "Grandma always said that those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future, but why do I feel like I'm always unlucky..."

He kept flipping the station switch, trying several common radio channels in the empire.

Soon, he began to hear voices.

"This is 12 o'clock indulgence. Welcome to listen to our reading. Next, we will bring you the personal history of eroticism written by the Marquis de Sade."

A beautiful female voice was heard, and then she began to read aloud with great emotion.

"That fair body was lying on the velvet bed, lowering its head and sucking my cock..."

Taylor sighed, reluctantly changed the channel, and finally heard the familiar and happy voice of old Tychus.

"Charge at 12 o'clock! Show those bugs the power of the Imperial Guard!"

"Sir, we are stuck in a quagmire!" "Report your coordinates!"

“d3f…”

Before his comrades could mark the coordinates, a whistling and tearing sound of wind was heard. The next moment, a sky wizard fell after its wings were hit, and its huge body smashed onto the outpost.

The tower made of concrete and wood was cut in half, and Taylor fell on the huge body of the Sky Witch, and the carapace on his body was twisted and deformed by the impact.

Even with the armor cushioning the injury, he was still injured, but the injury didn't hit his bones, which was a blessing in disguise.

The struggling monster saw Taylor and immediately started swinging its sickle legs angrily and madly.

Taylor could only take out his saber in fear and insert it into its central nervous system. He lay on the monster, and they depended on each other like a couple, as if they had just made love.

The insect is still twitching, but will die soon, just like a satisfied girlfriend falling asleep, only a little more "stubborn".

Then Taylor marveled at his luck again.

But in fact, Taylor is now more familiar with the body structure of insects than many genetic sages who can only read about them in books...

He sat powerlessly beside the pile of rotten chitinous flesh, breathing in the air that had survived the catastrophe, even though the air was filled with the smell of blood and the damn fertilizer of the empire.

Taylor couldn't help but mutter that the last breath of his life was so unpleasant.

And that crazy sky wizard actually proved the hatred of this insect swarm towards him.

Taylor struggled to get up, trembling as he prepared to leave, determined to get out of the fortress at all costs.

But there was a lot of noise here, and the Space Marines who came to deal with the Sky Witch had already seen him.

When several violent bullets were aimed at his body, Taylor had to raise his arms and mutter to himself.

"Unlucky..."

About ten minutes later, he was brought to Fabius. Now the old man was standing next to a dead tyrant worm and using his multiple mechanical arms to dismantle the indestructible chitin.

The huge monster smashed through the wall and crushed a house, but its armor was completely unscathed except for the parts that were festered by heavy artillery fire.

This intrigued Fabius.

But when he saw Taylor, he stopped and said in a slightly mocking tone, "Look, we caught a little hamster."

He looked down at the blood on Taylor's body again.

"Interesting. It seems that hamsters' claws aren't that safe. I'd like to recommend her a new pet, but a persistent woman would probably refuse me."

Taylor wanted to protest, but he was indeed being held like a hamster by the Space Marines.

He muttered to himself for a few moments before mustering up the courage to speak. "Hey, Fabius, I know you want to study insect ecology. How about we collaborate..."

"Return this world to the Empire, and you'll get a Swarm to test."

Taylor was nervous, not sure if he could convince this old monster.

But Fabius just laughed softly. "Cooperation? Are you as naive as those Titanium? Or so."

He thought a lot, such as why this man said this to him, and whether he had already realized that his interests had nothing to do with Abaddon's.

Finally, he nodded slightly. "Let this man go."

The Emperor's Children asked uncertainly. "What about the wizards?"

Fabius said nonchalantly, "Leave her alone."

"If you want a pet, tell her to get a different one."

"Because we were all mistaken. This man is not a hamster."

"He's a little beast." Fabius sneered softly, like a curse.

Taylor frowned. "Just think of it as a compliment..."

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