Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 196 Making a feint to the east and attacking in the west
How much damage can a chaotic attack inflict on someone blessed by the Emperor and noticed?

Moreover, these are just ordinary believers!

Only Tie Hui was providing firepower with his explosive pistol. The others hadn't even fired their guns; they were simply wielding nanoblades, hacking and slashing at the crazed mortals.

Iron Radiance's final bomb sent the Chaos Cultist who was about to charge away. Several Servo Skulls followed immediately, quickly arriving at the scene of the firefight and conducting one-on-one reconnaissance of the fallen Fear Cultists.

To prevent these people from remaining alive!
Several Astartes strode forward and began examining the surroundings and the location. Judging from the scene, it was clearly the Chaos Warband's ammunition depot.

After taking a quick look at the location where the ammunition was stored, he took out a molten metal bomb, stuck it on the site, and then set up booby traps.

Moreover, this was only after Tie Hui hurriedly interrupted and requested it when he saw them setting a timed explosion.

After all, in his view, wasting several bombs just to destroy the enemy's arsenal was really not worth it.

We must take at least a few enemy soldiers with us!

After watching the others finish setting up the traps, the group resumed their battle formation and advanced into the warship.

As they continued their advance into the warship, the original owner of the warship was completely bewildered, staring at the tracks behind him that had once been used to transport ammunition trains.

The agreed time has passed, but the ammunition and supplies they need have still not arrived.

“It seems these blood slaves have become complacent again!” a fully demonized Astartes said in a low voice.

He slowly raised the tattered, mangled explosive gun in his hand, its surface covered in writhing flesh. His bloodshot eyes gleamed with even greater ferocity.

Wang Wang Wang --

Just then, a few barks drifted from the empty but silent corridor, instantly making the two people, who had been in a relaxed atmosphere, realize that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next moment, the sound of fleshy feet stomping on steel rang out rapidly. At the end of the corridor, a bloodthirsty hound covered in deep red scales and with bulging muscles could be seen.

The Astartes, now more demonized, crouched down, and the breathing grille on its helmet, which was originally for breathing, slowly opened like a gaping maw full of sharp teeth.

The flesh-and-blood hound and the chaotic Astartes engaged in a subtle exchange.

"Enemy invasion!" The enormous roar made the flesh and blood on the wall tremble uncontrollably.

"Didn't the enemy invade long ago?" asked Astartes, who was still standing in place and had some basic wool, with a puzzled look. "Weren't they intercepted at the gap in B3?"

"It's a different group! They took a detour and broke in through the pipes on the lower deck of the warship!" the demonized Astartes roared angrily, while the flesh hound in front of him had already turned and started running back the way it came.

The demonized Astartes instantly sprang to its feet and sprinted away. The Chaos Astartes remaining in place was initially taken aback, but then quickly followed, sending messages to its comrades inside the warship.

Meanwhile, Costus Salas, who was preparing to board the ship, had his eyes closed, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

The Chaos Astartes around them, who had been poised to attack, were also extremely excited.

But suddenly, as if sensing something, Costus Salas abruptly opened his eyes. His gaze revealed shock and disbelief, followed by an uncontrollable excitement and joy.

The brothers beside him also sensed the change in their leader and looked over in confusion for a moment.

Meanwhile, in the subspace, the second oldest dinosaur, sitting on his bronze throne, grinned, revealing his blood-red fangs and chuckling.

The demons that were fighting fiercely around him stopped their attacks, staring at their god's dumbfounded expression. Tie Hui crushed the head of a flesh-and-blood hound, blood and flesh smearing his palms and forearms.

The other combat comrades standing behind him also looked on with solemn expressions as they watched this scene.

The appearance of the fleshhounds, and their willingness to attack, meant that their squad had been discovered.

"Retreat! Set up traps!" Tie Hui said to the people behind him, shaking off the bits of flesh and blood from his hands.

The four skulls floating above their heads instantly activated, rapidly advancing to explore various passages and even ventilation ducts, gathering all sorts of information.

The setting of traps is often done very quickly, especially in the hands of war machines like the Astartes, where they are often incredibly ingenious.

After carefully removing the pin from a molten metal grenade, Tie Hui let out a long breath, then got up and led the prepared group to continue their evacuation via a detour.

Meanwhile, the Terminator squads that had been drawing fire at the landing site received the message that Tie Hui had successfully boarded the ship.

Without a word, everyone picked up the magnetic energy cannons they had prepared beforehand and unleashed a barrage of fire at the front line.

A round of firepower shattered the bunkers, and even the Chaos Astartes defending the rear lost 7 or 8 men who managed to dodge in time.

This instantly put the defensive line in grave danger. And taking advantage of the suppressed fire, the Terminator team charged forward, braving the enemy's firepower.

Although these chaotic Astartes already knew that the enemy landing force was a Terminator squad, they had deployed various heavy weapons and more personnel to defend against it.

Even the Khorne Berserkers and Gladiator Champions sent dozens of them here.

Moreover, due to the unique characteristics of the 331 Warriors Battle Group, they were able to fully utilize the resources within the warship to deploy tactics.

But who could have imagined that in the early stages, the battle was evenly matched, with both sides trading blows? Then, just as fire broke out in our own rear, we were considering sending some troops to support them. But instead, you disregarded all sportsmanship and launched a full-scale attack with heavy firepower.

Costus Salas was somewhat annoyed by the situation, but because he had already locked onto the target that the Blood God needed, the effect of the Butcher's Nail on him was temporarily suppressed.

At this moment, he was leading nearly 100 members of the Fear Berserker Horn, Fighter Champion, and Chaos Astartes towards the spot that the Flesh Hounds were marking.

Meanwhile, leading the way for them was a large pack of flesh-and-blood hounds, who were searching throughout the ventilation ducts of the corridor and cabins.

Upon discovery, the dog will first bark, and then launch an attack.

Thus, Costus Salas led his troops to slowly close the distance with Iron Glory and his men, until news of their occasional skirmishes arrived and the battle began.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang——

The heavy bomb gun roared wildly, spewing out blood, flesh, and spent casings that made a disgusting, sticky splattering sound on the ground.

Countless heavy explosive shells flew away, and Tie Hui and the others took the opportunity to pounce and hide behind the surrounding corner walls.

The debris from the bomb attack exploded and splattered onto their nanoarmor.

boom--

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(End of this chapter)