The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 299 Thirst for Blood! The Imperial Eagle's Critical Flaw

"Damn it! Is this right? Is this the normal Black Hawk Empire military police?"

"Shut up, run! Don't stand there like an idiot and get bombed!"

As they ran, several Imperial Eagles couldn't help but complain about the current situation.

To be honest, they were genuinely shocked.

They only raided one of the enemy's warehouses, so why were they so ruthless from the start?
Good heavens, in order to deal with what might be a guerrilla force, they actually brought over four infantry guns first. They even saw armored units in the enemy ranks from a distance!
If you didn't know better, you'd think they were preparing to fight an armored company from the Cambrian Empire!

"Captain, could it be that our intelligence has been leaked? Have we unwittingly fallen into the enemy's ambush?"

Hearing his teammates shout, the captain ran while firing his machine gun, shouting back at them:
"Don't overthink it. How could that be? How many people know about the Empire Eagle's plan? And how many know about our movements?"

To be honest, those who know their movements are following them right now.

Besides them, the only other person who knew their whereabouts was General Vorontsov.

If you were to say that General Vorontsov was a spy planted by the Black Hawk Empire, or that he secretly had dealings with the Black Hawk Empire, they would be the first to disbelieve it!
After all, how many Black Hawk Empire troops has Andrei already wiped out by now?
To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Andrei's appearance and his ability to turn the tide, the northern front might have already completely collapsed!

These Imperial Eagles were unaware that the reason they were treated this way by the Black Hawk Army from the start was because the Black Hawk Army had been genuinely terrified of the players' guerrilla forces in recent days.

Those weren't guerrillas! They were clearly a bunch of superhumans!
They have fought for so long, invaded countless countries, and encountered many local guerrilla groups of all sizes.

Of all the guerrilla groups, those formed by players left the deepest impression on the Black Hawk Empire!
Other guerrilla groups lacked food and clothing, had no weapons, and could only fire one shot and move on to another, while also having to be wary of being betrayed by traitors from time to time.

When they arrived in the Cambrian Empire, they encountered a guerrilla force composed of soldiers under Vorontsov, and they truly saw the ironclad nature of the enemy!
Submachine guns, heavy machine guns, flamethrowers, anti-armor rifles, and even mortars—all sorts of miscellaneous weapons were readily available!
When these guys charged out, they were no ordinary guerrillas; their equipment and tactical coordination were comparable to the Empire's Stormstrike Force!

No, even the Empire's Stormtroopers might not be as well-equipped!
These guys have no idea where they got their weapons or supplies from.

Every time they appear, this group of people is like a locust swarm, and they might just loot one of their warehouses.

Often, when they send out a small number of troops to intercept the enemy, they are all swallowed up by the enemy, like throwing meat buns to a dog – a one-way trip!

Faced with this situation, what else can they do?
That's why they mobilized such an exaggerated amount of troops, even bringing in infantry artillery, immediately after hearing news about the enemy guerrillas.

If it weren't for the fact that their mechanics hadn't had time to prepare the other artillery pieces, and that the deployment time for the other artillery pieces wasn't too long, they might have been able to bring over an entire divisional heavy artillery regiment!

The continuous artillery bombardment did suppress the Imperial Eagle squad, but at the same time, the Black Hawk Army also realized that something was wrong with the squad.

The 20mm cannon fire earlier had instantly destroyed the armored vehicle at the front of the column.

Although the cab was covered with steel plates, these plates were no match for the fierce fire of the 20mm cannon.

Upon seeing this, the other Black Hawk soldiers quickly jumped off the vehicles, setting up mortars where needed and heavy machine guns where needed, rapidly forming a combat formation.

"Captain, this won't do! We can't keep firing at them from here. We need to take out their artillery over there first!"

"Their artillery has been constantly bombarding us from the hilltop, putting us on the defensive. We can't even stop!"

One of the Imperial Eagles glanced at the shrapnel marks on the armor and quickly spoke to the captain.

He didn't know if his armor could withstand a direct hit from an infantry gun, but he felt it was highly unlikely.

Continuing to fight like this is not a solution at all.

But after hearing his words, the captain's eyes lit up.

"Hey, you're right, we need to get moving!"

"Guys, follow me! Let's flank them from the side and steal their cannons!"

The captain immediately realized that the best way to unleash the fighting power of their Imperial Eagles was to engage in mobile warfare with the enemy.

They do have armor protection, and such armor protection is sufficient to withstand attacks from the vast majority of enemy individual weapons.

However, their defenses were certainly insufficient against enemy artillery and armored forces.

In this situation, their biggest advantage is actually their speed.

With the speed boost from their power armor, coupled with their own robust physique, they can easily reach speeds faster than ordinary armored vehicles.

With such a speed advantage, they can easily outmaneuver their enemies.

In particular, they had previously studied that General Andrei particularly liked to mobilize his troops during battles.

Even when fighting positional defense battles, he would have his troops constantly move within the position, often using flexible tactics to repeatedly engage in back-and-forth battles with the enemy, and infiltrating from different angles to bleed the enemy dry.

So they're planning to replicate Andrei's old tactics and go straight for the enemy's rear!
Several smoke grenades were thrown out by Imperial Eagle warriors, followed by a burst of gunfire that pushed back the Black Hawk squad that had launched the initial charge.

After several Black Hawk soldiers were hit by 20mm machine gun fire, almost all of them were missing limbs, and it was difficult to leave even a complete corpse.

This terrifying firepower made the other Black Hawk soldiers slightly apprehensive, and even when charging, their movements seemed much slower.

However, under alternating cover, they still managed to rush into the smoke area in front of them, but when they saw the smoke grenades and the empty environment around them, they were stunned.

"Wait a minute, where did they go? Where did they go after they threw out the smoke grenades?"

An officer then caught up, glanced at the footprints on the ground, pointed to them, and said:

"Follow their footprints; they disappeared into the grove on the other side!"

The Black Hawk soldiers quickly followed the footprints around the area, but as they circled around, they realized something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, how fast can these Cambrian Empire soldiers run? Can normal powered armor soldiers run that fast?"

They looked at the direction the footprints were spreading and realized that they hadn't caught up with the enemy after chasing them for so long. They then measured the distance between the footprints.

Upon comparison, they discovered that these footprints were completely different from those of powered armored soldiers they had encountered before, because the distance between these footprints was too great!
"Something's not right. This could be a new type of power armor from the Cambrian Empire. Their previous power armor was definitely not this fast!"

The officer recalled for a moment, and to be honest, he was really having a hard time judging the Cambrian Empire's level of power armor.

Because most of the Cambrian Empire's armies do not value powered armor, they rarely encounter powered armor soldiers on the battlefield. Even when they do, they are mostly private guards of noblemen.

This resulted in a wide disparity in the skill level of Cambrian Empire's powered armored soldiers, and even the quality of their armor varied greatly.

Overall, this was the first time they had ever seen such a highly mobile power armor, even more mobile than their own Black Hawk Dread Knights!
While they were still busy chasing the Imperial Eagle, the squad had already made its way through the forest and arrived at the foot of the high ground.

"Oh no, those tin cans are heading this way!"

"Fire! Fire! Stop them!"

Near this artillery position, the Black Hawk soldiers on guard duty had a drastic change in expression. They quickly operated a heavy machine gun that had been set up there and began firing wildly.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

A barrage of bullets struck the Imperial Eagle's power armor, producing a series of crisp, clear sounds.

However, their firing did nothing to stop the advance of these large tanks; the bullets only slightly scratched the paint on the power armor.

"Hahaha, taste my cannon!"

One of the Imperial Eagle warriors laughed loudly, picked up a recoilless rifle, and started firing.

He was the only heavy gunner in his squad, and the weapon was designed to be used against enemy armored forces.

To be honest, the recoilless gun researched by the Cambrian Empire was actually quite poor.

Because they placed too much emphasis on the propellant charge, although this recoilless gun was very powerful, it was too heavy for ordinary soldiers to carry!
In addition, this thing has a limited production capacity, and there are some key components that they have not yet been able to fully mass-produce, so only a very small number of troops will be equipped with it.

Clearly, the Imperial Eagles are one of the very few units that meet the equipment requirements.

In particular, the powerful physiques of these modified warriors allow them to easily carry such heavy artillery.

This made this weapon a standard issue for the Imperial Eagle squads, and even when they were conducting simulations in the laboratory, some officers considered whether to add extra heavy gunners to their squads.

A single shell fired instantly wiped out the machine gun emplacement made of sandbags.

However, in that short time, the infantry guns mounted on the hillside adjusted their muzzle directions and aimed at them again.

"Idiots, what are your power armors for? Just charge in at a time like this!"

The captain couldn't help but want to curse. These soldiers weren't used to powered armor soldiers before, so they weren't very accustomed to this kind of combat.

Despite being equipped with power armor and possessing extremely high mobility, they should have simply charged in and cut down all the enemies on the position!
If we just go head-to-head with them like this, wouldn't that be a poor strategy?
Even as he roared, he had already charged into the enemy ranks ahead, wielding two chainsaw axes.

With a deafening roar, the two Black Hawk soldiers blocking their way were instantly torn to shreds.

The other Black Hawk soldiers watched in horror as their comrade was torn apart by the chainsaw weapon, with bits of flesh and blood splattering everywhere.

One soldier, trembling, took a grenade from his waist, seemingly preparing to use the cluster grenade to take the enemy down with him.

Before he could even tie the grenades together, the heavy axe was already in front of him, slicing him into four pieces with a horizontal and vertical slash.

The other Imperial Eagles followed suit and charged towards the enemy.

They simply put away their heavy machine guns or recoilless rifles and went straight to the most traditional, but also the bloodiest, close combat, wreaking havoc on this artillery position.

When the Black Hawk artillerymen witnessed the speed at which these giant tanks moved, they were stunned, because such a speed made it impossible for them to aim.

"Your Majesty, how can this monster run so fast?"

No sooner had an artilleryman finished speaking than the terrifying black armored canister rushed in front of him.

The captain grinned menacingly, grabbed the guy's head with his bare hands, and then squeezed hard.

With a snapping sound, the guy's head was crushed like a rotten watermelon.

"What the hell! What garbage!"

The entire infantry artillery company was almost completely wiped out by the charging Imperial Eagles.

The powerful modified warriors proved with their actions that ordinary soldiers were no match for them.

They didn't tinker with the cannons on the hillside because they didn't know how to operate them.

In that short time, the other Black Hawk soldiers had already located their position again.

"You damned bastards, our artillerymen!"

Seeing a perfectly good infantry artillery company wiped out by the enemy, the major in charge almost vomited blood.

In these days, they have lost a lot of artillery, to the point that the army is even experiencing a shortage of artillery!

But then, he suddenly realized with horror: where did these guys come from?
How could they have covered such a long distance and gotten right to the artillery position?

Without a second thought, he quickly ordered his troops to attack. Two Dauntless mechs with bayonets charged forward, firing their cannons as they charged.

boom!
A high-explosive bomb struck the high ground, causing an Imperial Eagle warrior to fall to the ground.

Although the high-explosive shell did not penetrate his power armor directly, the close proximity of the explosion caused serious damage to it, with several shrapnel fragments piercing through his armor.

But the soldier simply rolled over and got back up from the ground.

Feeling the intense pain in his chest, he let out a beastly howl and then began firing his machine gun forward.

The shrapnel failed to damage his vital organs, such as his chest and abdomen, which were impaled by incredibly strong and well-developed muscles, which acted like bulletproof fibers, blocking the shrapnel.

But as the blood flowed and the pain intensified, he felt as if he were gradually losing his reason.

"Idiot, get out of here! Go around to the back of the high ground!"

When the captain saw that the guy was still standing there stupidly firing back with his machine gun, he couldn't help but curse.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly led his teammates to retreat.

One of the Dauntless mechs tried to chase after the high ground, but just as it got there, the recoilless cannon blasted it hard.

The sudden artillery barrage caught the Dauntless mech completely off guard. The powerful armor-piercing rounds instantly tore through its frontal armor, causing the Dauntless mech to fall down amidst black smoke.

But at the same time, a Fearless mech on the other side launched an encirclement from the opposite direction.

"Blood sacrifice to the goddess!"

But with a roar, a warrior who had been hiding behind the breakthrough jumped up just as the Fearless Mech came over, and slammed two huge chainsaw axes into the mech.

With a sharp clang, the Black Hawk pilot inside the mech was startled, but the two armored soldiers immediately spun the mech around, trying to throw off the enemy hanging outside.

However, the Imperial Eagle's strength was extremely resilient, and even after being flung like that, it did not fly away.

As he activated his chainsaw weapon, accompanied by a tooth-grinding metallic tearing sound, his chainsaw axe slashed a crack deep into the side of the mech!
"This is impossible! What the hell is this thing?"

As shards of broken metal, like flying shrapnel, grazed his cheek, an armored soldier inside the Dauntless mech couldn't help but utter a horrified question.

However, his questioning went unanswered; all he received was the Cambrian soldier's sinister sneer.

As a smoking grenade was shoved through the breach, the Imperial Eagle warrior jumped off his mech and ran away as fast as he could.

With a loud bang, the other Dauntless mech slowly collapsed and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Monster, what kind of monster is this? Are these enemy guerrillas?"

Seeing the two Dauntless mechs fall to the hands of the big can, the major who led the team was slightly afraid.

He's starting to hesitate now, unsure how to deal with these guys.
Unfortunately, while he hesitated, the Cambrian soldiers did not give him a chance to hesitate.

After eliminating the enemy mechs, the ten giant canisters stormed out, firing machine guns as they launched a rapid assault on the infantry positions on his side.

Several Black Hawk soldiers were caught off guard and were immediately hit by machine gun fire, their bodies blown in two.

The other Black Hawk soldiers tried to retaliate, but they had no idea how to deal with this enemy.

These large cans were running faster than horses. The anti-tank soldiers tried to aim their anti-tank guns at them, but failed to hit them after several shots.

"Useless trash, give me your gun, let me handle this!"

Seeing that the anti-tank soldier next to him kept missing, the major was furious. He pushed the soldier aside, lay down on the ground, and set up his anti-tank rifle.

With a loud bang, the immense recoil made him feel as if his shoulder was about to be broken.

Without a doubt, his shoulder must be covered in bruises right now.

But at the same time, as he had estimated the lead time in advance, an armor-piercing shell hit an Imperial Eagle that was charging forward.

Seeing his comrade fall, the captain shouted to him with some concern:
"Yakov, are you alright?"

He shouted twice, but Yakov remained silent, which made his heart sink. "Damn Black Hawk devils, you all better die!"

He picked up the machine gun and roared as he fired it at the enemy in front of him. The armored vehicles that were being used as cover in front of him were immediately riddled with holes.

But just then, another armor-piercing bullet suddenly shot out and pierced through the captain's shoulder armor with a bang.

The intense pain made him grit his teeth, but what terrified the captain was that he suddenly discovered that in addition to the pain, he was also experiencing another emotion!
"Blood, I need blood...! No, what's wrong with me?"

The captain suddenly realized that he had a strange craving for the smell of blood on his shoulder.

If it weren't for the inappropriate situation, he probably would have already taken off his power armor and started licking the blood off his shoulder!
What the hell is this? Why would he suddenly want to drink blood?

Before he could think it through, he suddenly heard a noise behind him.

"Yakov, you..."

Hearing the heavy, rapid footsteps behind him, he turned around and saw that Yakov, who had been lying on the ground, lifeless and unsure of what was happening, had actually stood up again and was running towards him.

Before he could even show a hint of surprise, he saw Yakov walk past him and then run like a madman toward the Black Hawk soldiers in front of him.

"Come back! Yakov, what are you doing?"

He shouted to his teammates, trying to get him back into battle formation.

As a veteran, he knew that being alone on the battlefield was terrifying.

Even the most experienced veteran, if separated from his unit on the battlefield, could be killed by a bullet fired from behind.

However, even when he shouted loudly, Yakov ignored him completely and charged forward without paying any attention.

boom!
Another sharp crack rang out, and the enemy's anti-tank rifle opened fire again.

Yakov was clearly shot; he staggered, and his left arm hung limply at his side, but he became even more frantic at this moment.

His running speed suddenly increased, and he let out a beast-like roar. Then, to the horrified gaze of several Black Hawk soldiers, this crazed tin can plunged headfirst into their ranks.

With a blood-curdling scream, an unfortunate Black Hawk soldier was pounced on by the tin can and fell to the ground like a hungry tiger, his bones broken in countless places.

Before he could struggle, a pair of strong, powerful steel hands grabbed him tightly.

Then, amidst a heart-wrenching wail, those hands ripped open his entire abdominal cavity, revealing his still slightly trembling internal organs!
As the stench of blood filled the air, Yakov seemed to have gone completely mad.

He ripped off his square helmet and, like a beast devouring its prey, shoved his head into the Black Hawk soldier's belly.

Judging from his current appearance, he has no rationality whatsoever.

The other Black Hawk soldiers were stunned by this horrific scene. Before Yakov could react, they turned and ran without hesitation, none of them wanting to stay and continue fighting.

That's terrifying! What kind of monster is that?
Asking them to fight against such a monster is asking too much of them.

Meanwhile, the other Imperial Eagle squads were also startled by their comrades' actions.

In their minds, Yakov was clearly an upright and forthright man. Although he was somewhat lecherous, they had never heard of him having any strange or perverted hobbies!

At this moment, if they didn't know these were their teammates, they would have thought that the legendary ghouls had appeared!

"What happened? How did Yakov become like this?"

One of the Imperial Eagles warriors tried to approach, but the captain grabbed him.

"Don't be impulsive, come back quickly! Something must be wrong with our modification surgery!"

"Damn it, we've been tricked! There's definitely something wrong with this modification surgery. We seem to have a strong craving for the smell of blood now!"

Recalling the longing that had arisen in his heart when he was injured, the captain was also shocked.

Upon hearing this, the other soldiers recalled what had happened, and some of them changed their expressions drastically.

They could accept dying in battle, and they could accept that the augmentation surgery wasn't powerful enough, but they couldn't accept that the augmentation surgery had such a fatal flaw.

The thought of themselves becoming such monsters because of the modification surgery sent chills down their spines.

Just then, the player had already grabbed enough medicine and packed it all into the car, also seizing several guns from the enemies.

Players may look down on these guns, but the militia in the base still need them.

But as soon as they came out, they saw the bloody scene in the distance.

To be honest, even with the mosaic filter enabled, some players still felt like they were about to vomit.

"What the heck? What's going on? They said it was the Black Templar Chapter, how did it become the Holy Blood Angels?"

"Damn it, they've gone ravenous! Everyone, retreat!"

Upon seeing the Imperial Eagle warrior going berserk in the distance, the player immediately thought of the Blood Angels Legion's classic genetic defect.

Before the arrival of Saint Gilles, the Primarch of the Blood Angels, this legion was once called the Ghoul Legion, referring to their bloodthirsty brutality on the battlefield and their thirst for blood.

It's no exaggeration to say that when faced with reinforcements from a ghoul band, those receiving the reinforcements should first think about how to die a quick and painless death.

Otherwise, before completing their support mission, the enemy might become thirsty and kill all the people they are supporting, drinking all their blood!
"What should we do? How can we help Yakov now?"

One of the soldiers asked the captain a question, but he was also at a loss for words.

Just then, Yakov, who seemed to have almost finished draining the blood from the corpse on the ground and was in a state of madness, suddenly turned his head to look at them!
The once tall, strong, and handsome young man's face was now covered in blood and filth, making him unrecognizable.

A row of sharp teeth protruded from his mouth, with two severed blood vessels hanging from them, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with madness.

Yakov yelled and lunged at his companions; judging from his posture, he clearly wasn't there to reunite with them.

But just then, before the captain could make a choice, a brave player suddenly roared and rushed forward, holding a spiked grenade in his hand!
"Do not--!"

Seeing this, the captain tried to stop the Cambrian soldier who was also going berserk, but his hand was too slow.

The soldier had already rushed forward and slammed the spiked grenade hard into Yakov's chest.

With a massive explosion, he and the crazed Imperial Eagle warrior in front of him were blasted into the air together, a scene of extreme gore.

"Damn it, why...?"

The captain looked at the other soldiers in disbelief, completely unable to comprehend what had just happened.

"Brother, please accept my condolences. He's clearly gone mad, and there's nothing we can do to save him."

"What if he charges into our ranks and starts a massacre?"

The player patted the captain on the shoulder, but at the same time became wary of these big, untrained guys.

These guys seem to have a very serious genetic defect, which is not a good thing.

Yakov was already beyond saving, because they witnessed that guy suddenly turn from a teammate into a red dot symbolizing an enemy on the map!
If it weren't for this, no player would have suddenly rushed up and killed that guy.

The captain nodded, but his eyes were still filled with shock.

That's not what he meant!

What he wanted to ask was, were all of Andrei's soldiers crazy?
Where did that lightning bolt come from?
Do they carry these things with them all the time, attaching armor-piercing projectiles to their spears, ready to die together with the enemy at the slightest provocation?
In the player chat area, Veteran10086 couldn't help but criticize that player.

"I say, did you really have to use spiked grenades right from the start? Bayonets would have been enough, why did you have to fight to the death?"

The player who rushed in and self-destructed replied while searching for a respawn point:

"I was in a hurry, and I didn't know whether Astartes should be considered infantry or vehicles. The situation was really urgent, so I just grabbed a spike mine and used that weapon."

Okay, this weapon is indeed useful.

But to be honest, they seemed to have left a bad impression on their teammates, to the point that the other Imperial Eagle warriors looked at them as if they were lunatics.

After driving for a while, Imperial Eagle and the player abandoned their vehicle, then carried the large crates of medicine on their shoulders and quickly entered the forest ahead.

After traveling an unknown distance, the Imperial Eagle warriors suddenly saw that a small village of considerable size had been built in the woods in the distance!

One after another, wooden buildings are half-buried underground, almost blending into the surrounding forest, and many plants have been planted on their roofs.

When the player suddenly shouts the code "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger", the village, which originally seemed to be uninhabited, suddenly comes to life.

"Black Hawk is a complete idiot!"

Antonov, who was in charge of the village militia, suddenly pushed open a cover and emerged from a bush.

"Thank you so much, my friends, you've come to our aid again! I don't know how to thank you enough..."

But halfway through his speech, when he saw these large cans of Imperial Eagles and was faced with these guys in black Templar paint, he was stunned.

Upon seeing this, the player quickly introduced them to him, explaining that these people were allies, and only then did a smile appear on his face.

Next came the dinner party.

With the players having seized several warehouses of the Black Hawk Empire and brought in large quantities of food, the villagers here now have enough food to better entertain the players.

Of course, players don't care about food at all; they have no interest in these things.

However, the Imperial Eagles joined in the eating, and soon after, they shocked all the villagers with their astonishing appetite.

"Goddess above, my goodness!"

When Antonov saw his captain finish the seventh bowl of soup, he couldn't help but ask as he ladled out another bowl of the mushy soup mixed with bread:
"Dude, can your stomach hold all this stuff? You're not going to die from overeating, are you?"

After calculating, he felt that the captain had eaten at least 20 kilograms of food, a terrifying amount that reminded him of livestock!
"One more bowl, I'm still really hungry!"

The captain took the bowl of soup without any hesitation and then gulped it down.

In just one minute, he drank the entire bowl of soup in one gulp.

The other Imperial Eagle warriors were the same; each of them had become a terrifying glutton.

It's unclear how much they ate, but they must have eaten enough food to feed 100 villagers for a day before they finally stopped.

"I'm saying, you guys usually eat such big meals, don't you have any high-energy foods to eat?"

Veteran10086 nudged the captain and asked incredulously.

The captain was dressed very simply at the moment. Apart from a loincloth to cover his body, he was basically wearing nothing. The power armor that had covered him had been thrown aside and was being inspected by the mechanics.

"What high-energy food? We've always eaten whatever's available, basically the same food as regular soldiers."

Hearing this, the captain said with some puzzlement.

Clearly, he didn't seem to understand much about calories and energy expenditure.

However, after the player explained it in simple terms, he immediately understood.

"Ah, I see. Indeed, you need to eat more to exert more strength, and you must eat more to be strong."

"But what else can we eat? We don't think we have anything else to eat."

Clearly, the Cambrian Empire has not yet developed a special ration for the Astartes.

It's unclear whether these soldiers are deficient in trace elements or other nutrients, since if Astartes doesn't replenish minerals in time, they could suffer from osteoporosis and other ailments.

Of course, the Astartes are also very adaptable. When they don't have special rations, they can pick up ore from the ground and eat it whole. These guys have an extremely abnormal digestive ability due to their acidic saliva and stomach.

Players didn't know what to say either, since they didn't really understand this thing either.

"Wait a minute, speaking of which, your soldier who suddenly went crazy earlier, was it because he was starving?"

Just then, a player couldn't help but start to have doubts.

These Astartes clones clearly have significant flaws. Their sudden appearance of thirst-like symptoms on the battlefield could be due to malnutrition.
Upon hearing this, the captain pondered for a moment and then shook his head.

"I don't think so. There must be something wrong with us somewhere else. When I was injured before, I smelled blood and then I had an urge to suck blood!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the red-stained bandage on his shoulder.

"In fact, I still have this impulse now, but I have gradually calmed it down and it is not so serious anymore."

The reason he ate so much before was largely to quell his bloodlust.

He didn't know what would happen if he let himself have this impulse, but it was clear that a normal person would never think of drinking blood!

"Uh... could it really be thirst for blood?"

Veteran 10086 muttered something, then turned and said:

"You two should go back and get checked out right away. I have a feeling something's wrong with you!"

Several Imperial Eagle warriors nodded in agreement, preparing to hurry back as well.

However, they still have to test their marching in harsh environments. Fortunately, if they want to leave this base, they will have to crawl through this forest to get out.

Next, they parted ways with the player and received a simple map drawn by the player, preparing to circle back to Volkhov through the forest.

After they left, Veteran10086 waved to the other players and said:
"I think you guys better follow them. I'm afraid these guys might go crazy again and accidentally eat the villagers in the other base areas!"

"Honestly, rather than calling them a copy of Astartes, their instability is more like that of the Thunder Warriors, which is really a bit scary!"

The other players nodded and quickly followed quietly.

The villagers here will have a significant impact on their future performance evaluations and the rewards they receive.

If those guys go crazy and end up destroying their base, then they'll be in big trouble.

Meanwhile, the Black Hawk soldiers who had previously fled returned to the battlefield to collect the bodies of their fallen comrades.

However, in addition to the corpse transport team, several Black Hawk officers also arrived here.

One of the intelligence officers sketched quickly and, based on the soldiers' descriptions, roughly recreated the appearance of these Imperial Eagle warriors.

"Interesting! A brand new unit combining modified soldiers and power armor! Could this be the rumored Imperial Eagle Project?"

When this intelligence was quickly sent back to the Northern Army Headquarters, Field Marshal Little von Schweigen, who was serving as the Commander-in-Chief of the Northern Army, suddenly developed a strong interest in this unit.

(End of this chapter)