Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 50 Green Devil, Part 4
As expected, the Death Guard and their mortal army stayed near the seventh outpost for a long time. They did not dare to cross the number "7" and chose to march straight in.

In fact, this idea may not be wrong. After all, the two most core heroes of the Empire are here. Whether it is Catachan or the "Baron", both of them are enough to shake the morale of the entire Imperial Guard.

If they can be killed, the Empire will surely be defeated. In this way, the concept that the Death Guard has always emphasized that "7" is the most important number is surprisingly correct.

But Taylor was actually thinking about another thing, which was why those Space Marines came here.

This is neither a rich agricultural world with a large population and food resources, nor a poisonous forge world that can help them maintain the perfection of their weaponry.

So, what attracted them?
The thought was like poison, making Taylor curious.

Of course he is also very depressed now.

After all, those outside are some muscular metal guys, and they are genetic supermen blessed by a powerful evil god!

Taylor really can't help but feel depressed!
Now he had to say goodbye to the peaceful life he had expected. Frankly speaking, he had become accustomed to such days. Whenever Taylor thought that such nightmares would disappear after he was discharged from the army, he had endless confidence and desire to survive.

Now he had to contrast the Chaos Space Marines with the most vicious of the xenos, the Zerg.

The good news is that he thinks the bugs are more dangerous. After all, no matter how powerful the Space Marines are, they have their own set of human logic.

The bad news is that the Space Marines know the Zerg better than they know themselves.

He took a deep breath and mentally acknowledged the thought that it was only a matter of time before the Space Marines discovered the outpost.

For the first time, he opened a bottle of Amsett wine from his private collection, a specialty brewed in the empire. The price of this bottle was actually not high, and the quality was just average, but to Taylor it was worth a fortune.

It can make him live a life of drunkenness and dreams, and make him fearless of his enemies, even if it is just to paralyze him and kill his head.

Give his fear-regulating cerebral cortex a break!

Thinking of this, he picked up the thing and tasted it gently, and called a few brothers, even the Catachans.

But for other soldiers, this was a farewell drink given to them by their superiors. Obviously, Taylor had calculated the time when the enemy would approach and prepared an opportunity for them to fight the enemy to the death.

After three rounds of drinks, the soldiers cheered up and prepared to face death.

The Catachans didn't drink much, just using the alcohol to perk up their bodies a bit.

After a day's delay, the Space Marines finally began to walk into Taylor's fortress.

Frankly speaking, they were discovered.

Whether the enemy used physical reconnaissance methods, divination, or just plain luck, Taylor was certain.

The big one is coming...

Finally, the silence of the forest was broken by the roar of bombs, and as a Space Marine opened fire on the Imperial Guard, a local Planetary Guard brother fell to the ground.

The smell of blood filled his nostrils, and Taylor hid in the bunker with ease. The Catachans walked out of the bunker from the back covered with plants, ready to engage in close combat with the Space Marines, which they were best at.

Taylor picked up the laser and fired at the Space Marines, but the lumberjacks and lasers posed almost no threat to the Space Marines, and the heavy bombs were too heavy, so Taylor strictly prohibited their use.

Staying alive is more important!

Corporal Katie said, hiding behind the concrete. "I never imagined I would one day be fighting the Emperor's Angels!"

Taylor replied with a smile. "I thought about it, but I didn't think it would be this soon."

Katie said seriously at this moment. "Boss, we might die. Before that moment, I want to tell you something."

Taylor nodded. "I know it was you and Miss Lightling who stole my snacks."

Katie's cheeks flushed as she said angrily, "That's not it! Forget it!"

As if giving up on herself, she raised her weapon and fought back against the approaching Chaos mortal army, easily smashing the heads of those cultists into pieces.

Most people overlook the fact that the soldiers in Squad 15 are elite because Taylor's performance is usually too eye-catching.

It's no wonder that some members of the Empire think Taylor is a clown who seeks to attract attention.

After all, many of his "bravery" and "cries", such as the iconic battle cry, seem too fake.

Most people don't know that it's all caused by immense fear. Even though Katie's shots were accurate, her bravery wasn't enough to turn the tide of battle. Taylor immediately pulled her back into cover and cursed.

"Have you forgotten what I taught you?"

Katie's pretty cheeks were now brimming with tears as she spoke. "But we're facing an angel..."

Taylor was stunned. He had almost forgotten the admiration and recognition of the Space Marines by the people of the Empire. Now those honors and thoughts became obstacles.

The Space Marine, the undefeated demigod, has now become his own enemy.

How strong-willed a person must be to not be shaken by this?

Probably only the Catachans can do that.

Although no one said it, the feeling did not diminish because of the suppression.

Taylor sighed helplessly at this moment.

He didn't know what to do, after all, he was just a mortal.

Now, the battle line was collapsing, and Taylor was completely desperate. He thought he was going to die.

Then you must die like a hero.

Listening to the footsteps of several Chaos Space Marines approaching the fortress, their dark green armor and roaring chainswords were roaring.

Taylor raised his weapon as he listened to the footsteps.

He silently thought of this in his heart.

You're done for.

At the same time, shouting and screaming, crawling out of the cover when the sound is closest.

"Ahhh!"

At this moment, the entire battlefield was looking at Taylor, and the single-molecule knife in his hand went straight towards the demigod.

Maybe he wanted to look brave before sacrificing himself.

The demigod's chainsaw sword quickly counterattacked, and at that moment, Taylor's desire to survive came to his mind.

He suddenly dodged and crouched so quickly that the Space Marine's blade missed, and the warrior didn't realize what had happened.

Because he only saw a courageous Imperial Guard soldier attacking with great murderous intent, but the next moment, the hero with a resolute face and murderous aura suddenly fell to the ground.

Can I kill people just by relying on the wind of my sword?

Obviously not.

He raised his weapon and was about to give Taylor a quick death.

And now Taylor is regretting why he didn't die quickly just now.

He closed his eyes and prepared to wait for death, but after hearing the roar of a bomb, he couldn't help but sigh.

how……

No pain?

He opened his eyes and saw the Space Marine lying on the ground, with hundreds of women in power armor moving rapidly forward.

A beautiful white-haired woman walked in front of him at this moment, wearing black armor with silver trim, complex patterns and a large power backpack.

The pure and handsome cheeks looked like they were carefully carved by the emperor, but there was blood on the cheeks that did not match the fair skin.

She asked in a gentle voice as she was looking at Taylor.

"Sister Letlina, Chief Sister, is at your service, Mr. Baron."

(End of this chapter)