Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 77 The Long Night, Part 3
This wasn't the first time, and he knew it wouldn't be the last.

Taylor was convinced of this; trouble and difficulty were always so close to him.

At this moment, he was finally helpless in the face of the current situation, while the Wolf Brothers and the Ultramarines Sergeant were still fighting with Corsolax.

He had to buy time, help them win, Taylor shouted now boldly to the Space Marines under the Master Chief's command.

"You two, come and help us, we have to hold this place!"

Then they were each given an engineer shovel, a one-handed thing for mortals to use, which in the eyes of Space Marines might not be as good as the toy a child uses to build sand castles.

They shook their heads, and at the same time bent down and quickly dug two half-body trenches with their hands for the Lightling girl and Taylor to use.

The Space Marines were loosening the soil, which made Taylor smile bitterly. After all, such treatment was rare.

When he is buried, he will definitely be a heroic spirit.

Half mockingly, half jokingly, Taylor walked into the mound that might become his grave.

In order to keep his equipment light, he didn't even bring a plasma gun. Frankly speaking, killing as many enemies as possible became his top priority.

The laser pistol shot at the enemy's head again and again, and he hid behind the bunker, facing his miserable life in fear.

When the cultists came with those damn machetes and engineer shovels, Taylor raised his lictor and forced himself to cheat his fate with close combat.

He shouted loudly, and the loud voice made the cultists afraid to come closer. They looked at each other, as if asking, who dares to go up?
After all, they had seen Taylor repel Kosolax twice. Although he looked very embarrassed, he was a Space Marine!

It was inevitable that they would feel worried. After all, their combat effectiveness was far inferior to that of the Space Marines. In addition, with the shooting ability that Taylor had just demonstrated, he actually managed to control a large group of people by himself.

But Taylor just felt that the opponent was stupid and rushed towards him. He could not defeat him with two fists, but the opponent actually started hiding behind the cover and shooting at the same time as him.

Who taught those guys these tactics? If it were in the Empire, such performance would be enough to get the teacher shot!

Taylor smiled bitterly. He had to admit that he was indeed lucky. The guys he met along the way were so ridiculous.

But would he be so lucky next time? What if they encountered a powerful Eldar or an unknown alien?

Pessimism crept up his spine again, and as Taylor sighed, the bullets in his hand had finally run out.

Taylor said to the girl next to him, "I didn't expect that you would be the one to die with me..."

The girl from Lightling puffed up her cheeks and asked, "Boss, who were you thinking of originally?"

Taylor answered calmly. "Gu Heng Tiao Ye."

The girl from Lightling tilted her head and asked, "Who is that?"

Taylor replied. "That's a story from before the dark age of technology, but I didn't get the chance to answer it. Being able to bravely die with my comrades is a good ending!"

The Lightling girl was silent.

Taylor also lowered his head and retreated into the shelter, looking at the gray sky of Armageddon. A moment later, a bright red moon appeared in the distant clouds.

Great, it’s not bad to be able to enjoy the full moon when the clouds are parting when you are about to die!
But when Taylor looked carefully, he realized that the thing was not the moon, but the red-helmeted skull of the Ultramarines Master Chief.

It glows and looks like a moon at night.

Taylor watched in amazement as the Wolf and the Master Chief simultaneously picked up their weapons and shot at those guys. The Master Chief used Kosolax's explosive bombs, and the Wolf used Kosolax's chainsaw axe.

The two people highlighted and used whatever they saw, and after clearing a certain space, they said with a smile.

"Well done, Mr. Taylor."

"Good job, bro!" Taylor asked. "Where's Corsolax!?"

The Master Chief said regretfully. "He got away, completely defeated. He just had the advantage in weapons. Next time I go stealth, I'll definitely have to bring explosives..."

Brother Wolf replied. "I nearly bit his dick off!"

"I also want to taste what the Chaos Lord's cock tastes like!"

The Sergeant punched him in the face. The wolf, who usually didn't wear a helmet, was blinded by the blow, but he didn't get angry or blame him. He just said, "Good punch! Better than that traitor's!"

The Master Chief said, "Of course! But how are we supposed to get out of here?" He looked at the Chaos Cultists that were all over the mountain. They weren't going to let them go.

Taylor's will to survive resurfaced, and he quickly said, "I actually have a plan."

"Look, the tracks of this Bane Blade are actually intact. If we just push it down the hillside, it will become an indestructible super-heavy shield, enough to support us in breaking through most of the camp!"

The Master Chief asked uncertainly. "How do you know it won't tip over or collapse under its foundation, trapping us there?"

Taylor replied. "I think so!"

The wolf laughed. "Isn't that interesting? We have magnetic boots that allow us to go up quickly, and the mortals use belts to keep them on the outside."

"By the way, if you survive, I'll treat you to a drink!"

This guy from Fenris sounded as happy as if he were on a roller coaster.

The Master Chief sighed and looked at Taylor. "I thought you were more conservative in your tactics."

Taylor was blunt. "I just want to survive, man."

He nodded and ordered the other Space Marines to start pushing the vehicle. The super-heavy tank began to move forward slowly under the power of the five Space Marines.

Taylor sat on the turret, strapped to the side to prevent himself from falling, and listened to the hissing sounds of the armor on the Space Marines' bodies collapsing from the excessive force.

It turns out that even superheroes have their limits...

He watched the enemies nearby gradually overcome their fear of the Space Marines and approach, hoping that they would come faster.

After a roar from the wolf, the next moment, the entire poisonous blade began to move down the hillside at a very fast speed.

Along the way, the most common sound Taylor heard was the crunching of bones.

Then there were the sounds of various shelters and obstacles being blown to pieces. The Space Marines climbed onto the vehicle the moment the hull fell down, stood at the front of the vehicle and controlled the enemy with explosive bombs.

In an instant, they were like emperors descending to earth, passing through the most dangerous areas of the camp at an extremely fast speed.

The wolf quickly cut the belts off Taylor and Lightling with his dagger, then laughed and said, "This is so waaagh!"

The Master Chief replied angrily. "Don't let me hear that word, or I'll make you eat only energy bars for dinner."

Taylor laughed at this moment. He seemed to see Tychus and himself, but they were not as powerful.

Looking at Taylor's smile, the Master Chief said a little embarrassedly, "Anyway, I need to thank you again this time, brother."

"When this battle is over, I would like to invite you to Macragge."

"May I?"

(End of this chapter)