Warhammer 40K in a box

Chapter 459 Combat
Figsin's sharp gaze swept over her squad members, her commands clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the communicator built into her helmet: "Sisters Sura! Suppress the heretics! Purify them with holy flames! Draw fire!"

"Yes, Captain!" Sura's voice responded instantly through the power armor's built-in communicator. She immediately led her two sisters to the flank, their hands firmly gripping the heavy flamethrowers, fuel tanks humming behind them!
At the same time, the other two combat nuns quickly took up advantageous firing positions, and the explosive guns in their hands roared deafeningly!

The dense barrage of scorching bullets, like a metal storm, slammed into the corner where the psionicist was hiding!

Just as the bomb gun suppressed the target, Sula and the two flamethrower nuns pulled the trigger at the same time!

Three surging promethium flames, like the wrath of an emperor, roared as they scorched the air, bursting forth from the mouths of three flamethrowers!

Deadly flames licked precisely at the cover, instantly turning the area where the psionicist was hiding into a sea of ​​inferno!
The deep, resounding chants of hymns began to emanate from the external speakers of their power armor, intertwining with the continuous, furious roars of the flamethrowers, purifying all evil!
This devastating storm of holy flames has the target firmly pinned down!
The distorted spiritual energy fluctuated violently and evaporated under the scorching heat!
The psionicist let out a painful scream, his main energy forced to fight off the fiery storm that was about to physically incinerate him!
The dense barrage of explosives, the scorching mental shock, and the raging flames collided violently, causing the air to buzz and the high temperature to distort vision, while the smell of burning filled the air.

Sura's squad, relying on the mobility of their power armor and their battlefield instincts, quickly dodged and withstood the aftershocks of psionic shocks and fragments from exploding bombs in a confined space, each dodge fraught with danger.

The three men, armed with flamethrowers, advanced steadily, maintaining continuous suppression of the flames.

Just as Sura's squad reached the peak of their devastating barrage of bombs and promethium flames, the hymns were chanted at their loudest, and the psionicists were struggling desperately to cope with the scorching flames—

Several mutants roared and charged toward the pipe opening that the old limp had pointed to.

They used their strong arms, the tools at hand, and even their entire bodies to recklessly ram, tear, and drag away the debris blocking the entrance!

They quickly cleared away the rusted metal plates and discarded parts with astonishing brute force!

The moment Figesin saw the passage open, the deep hum of the power armor joint instantly became rapid!

She suddenly ducked down, her heavy terracotta body bursting with astonishing speed, precisely drilling into the narrow, deep maintenance pipe that had just been cleared!

The armor scraped against the rusted pipe walls, the ear-piercing metallic scraping sound and sparks flying wildly inside the pipes.

"No—Eternal God!" The red-robed leader watched as Figshin disappeared into the pipe, squeezing out a desperate scream.

The fear of death drove him completely insane. He recklessly lunged at the nearest promethium jar, trying to smash it open with his body!

But it's too late!

Figshin's figure, who had circled around through the pipes, suddenly burst out from the pipe breach behind the psionicist!

The hastily formed, chaotic psionic shield shattered under her high-speed impact!

Several pieces of rusty iron flew in with a clang and slammed into the heavy shoulder armor of the power armor, sparks flying, before bouncing away.

The powerful burst of speed provided by her power armor allowed her to close the distance instantly! Before the momentum of her charge had even dissipated, Figuesin suddenly raised both arms! Her left hand gripped the Rose Bomb Gun, and her right hand gripped the Fiona Bomb Gun, both radiating a suffocating aura of destruction, locking onto two targets at extremely close range!

The cold muzzle of the "Rose" gun was aimed at the head whose blood vessels had burst and whose face was distorted due to excessive spellcasting!

The heavy muzzle of the "Fiona" gun was firmly pointed at the chest of the red-robed cult leader!

"boom--!!!"

"boom--!!!"

Two muffled, almost overlapping, loud bangs tore through the air!
The psionicist's head exploded violently under the muzzle of the Rose Bomb Gun, spraying out blood mist, bone fragments, and grayish-white liquid!

At the same time, the explosive bullet fired by "Fiona" pierced the cult leader's chest with tremendous force!

The powerful munition exploded violently inside his body, instantly tearing apart flesh and internal organs, blasting a horrifying hole in his chest!

The red-robed leader's body suddenly arched backward, the madness in his eyes instantly replaced by incredulous astonishment and deathly stillness, before he collapsed to the ground like an empty bag of garbage.

The smoke from Figueir's double-gun volley had not yet cleared, and she didn't even look at the devastation she had caused.

Almost simultaneously, the promethium canister next to the cult leader, which had already been pierced by stray bullets from Sula's team, experienced a complete imbalance in internal pressure due to the high temperature, and exploded with a deafening roar!
A fireball, far more ferocious and dazzling than the previous flamethrower, suddenly expanded!
The shockwave, hot enough to warp metal, slammed in all directions like an invisible giant fist!
The closest remains of the cultists were instantly vaporized and torn apart! The rusted pipes were ripped and twisted by the shockwave, emitting a sharp, piercing metallic groan!

Deadly metal shrapnel, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, swept across the entire area amidst scorching smoke and heat waves hot enough to burn the lungs!

The deafening roar of the explosion echoed repeatedly in the enclosed space!
"Cover the mutants! Find cover!" Figgshin's urgent voice pierced through the helmet's built-in communicator, sounding exceptionally clear amidst the roar of the explosion, yet it couldn't completely drown out the devastating blast!

Just as the devastating shockwave of the explosion was raging—

Several mutants were following the old cripple's hoarse commands, using their huge, muscular arms to carefully but exceptionally efficiently lift the seriously wounded members of the bailiff squad and move them to a corner relatively far from the explosion's epicenter!
Their robust bodies became a vulnerable shield for the wounded.

However, the deadly metal storm and scorching heat wave from the explosion were relentlessly sweeping towards the area where they and the wounded were!

Sura and the nearest combat nun reacted extremely quickly!
Almost at the same time Figesin gave the order, they saw a thick, rusty metal plate leaning against the ground next to them!
The two unleashed the power enhanced by their power armor, roaring as they worked together to lift and stand the heavy metal plate upright!
"boom!"

The metal plates were slammed down between the mutants and the direction from which the explosion was coming, forming a simple but sturdy physical barrier!
"boom--!"

The raging flames and scorching heat slammed into the metal plate!

A deafening roar and the groaning of metal bearing the strain erupted simultaneously!
(End of this chapter)