My Desperate Journey in 40k

The team's commander, Koster, looked at his only twelve remaining soldiers. He spoke to them and then continued to move towards the mission location. They continued to move forward. Although they did not know whether their mission would be useful to the battle situation, they resolutely went to the mission location, even if it only added a little hope to the battle situation.

"Romney, Akkad, you two lead the way, we'll go through this neighborhood."

The thirteen soldiers moved into a block. Koster looked at the empty block and gave orders to the only two scouts in the team. These were the only scouts left in his team. Most of the other soldiers in his team were recruited from ordinary people. The only veteran was a cook.

"Yes, Sergeant."

Romney and Akkad nodded to Coster, then they split into left and right, using the wreckage of cars and building debris beside the street as cover, and slowly moved forward.

As the two scouts crossed the street, Koster stared at them closely, fearing that a rocket would appear from a corner above the street and blow them to pieces.

The cultists also have a lot of heavy weapons. Although not as many as the imperial troops, the number of heavy weapons they have is still considerable. A large number of imperial troops have been defeated by these heavy weapons.

Fortunately, no rockets suddenly appeared on the street, and the two scouts crossed the street safely. After seeing the two scouts crossing the street, Koster hurriedly led the remaining soldiers across the street. This city was no longer theirs, and staying in the same city for one more second would be chronic suicide.

"We're here. These damn heretics didn't even set up secret sentries. Aren't they afraid of being hit by firepower at such a close distance?"

The thirteen soldiers crossed the block and entered the sewer system. Through the sewer system, they finally succeeded in reaching the heretics' base in Anya, a former hospital. This place for treating and saving lives has now become a disgusting building covered with all kinds of blood and human tissue. This is the place where the heretics sacrificed themselves, and most of the civilians in the city who were not evacuated died here.

"Sergeant..., that's true, but do we still have artillery now? Even if we do, there's no way to contact them."

Romney looked at Coster and said unhappily that they no longer had any support, and their current actions were simply to commit suicide, but they were aware of this and were doing it on their own initiative.

Romney was a young man, only in his twenties, a very talented scout, who had served in PDF before the war broke out. His captain also thought he was the best soldier to join the Astra Militarum, but it didn't matter now, as his captain had been blown into countless pieces by the heretics' artillery fire, and no one would write him a letter of recommendation anymore.

"indeed."

Akkad also nodded, and then said to Coster that he agreed with Romney's statement. Coster looked at Akkad's face full of beard and shook his head helplessly. He did not shake his head because of what the two of them said, but because of Akkad's face full of beard. He was only 29 years old, but he wore a big beard every day. This also led to a lot of jokes when he first saw Akkad, because he thought he was a typical soldier.

"Huh... okay, here's the plan... what the hell, it's a very simple plan. You two and I will each bring some people to find a way to get in there, and then place the explosives we collected inside. Then we can run if we can, and kill as many as we can if we can't. Anyway, we will be worthy of the Emperor of God this way."

Koster looked at the two scouts. He was about to say something about the plan, but after thinking about it, he changed his words. Under this unequal situation, all plans would be of little use. It would be better to let them perform on their own.

"Okay, Sergeant, please check what you promised me..."

Akkad nodded in acceptance, and Romney told Coster about what Coster had promised him before, and he made a pistol gesture with his hand.

"Here you go, you little brat. Here's a laser pistol. Be careful not to break it. I won't be using it in the future anyway. Keep it safe, provided you make it out alive."

Koster looked at Romney's mean face, cursed with a smile, then pulled out a laser pistol from his waist and handed it to Romney. Romney looked at the laser pistol and took it immediately. Laser weapons are rare in Algro, and owning a laser pistol is the dream of many PDFs.

"Hehehe, I'm not very sure either, but it's still very good to use the laser gun before returning to the Golden Throne. I'm leaving, Sergeant."

Romney looked at Coster, who had a painful look on his face. He smiled, then took the laser pistol and left with four soldiers. Akkad also nodded to Coster and left with four soldiers.

Koster looked at the ten soldiers walking towards the hospital, looked at the remaining cook and signalman, and then also walked towards the hospital.

Three teams, from three directions, entered the hospital based on their own abilities, climbing through windows, going through sewers, and using explosives to blow up the walls, while also attracting the enemy's attention for others. After all these operations, Koster's team directly led away a large number of enemies, which gave the other two teams time to quickly deploy explosives.

In the hospital corridor, the dark corridor was empty, with only the damaged ceiling lights flashing continuously. In the darkness of the corridor, broken human bodies were piled together randomly. Romney and his team walked in the corridor full of flesh and blood. They felt the softness on the soles of their military boots. When the flashlight swept across the corridor, they were filled with immense anger.

The people they were stepping on were the very civilians they needed to protect with their lives. They were soldiers, and the greatest insult to a soldier was not losing a battle, but seeing the civilians behind him being wantonly slaughtered by the enemy. A large number of those corpses were even children. They looked at the broken corpses around them, and it was very obvious that they must have suffered tremendous torture before their death. Those heretics were just a bunch of lunatics, a bunch of unreasonable mental patients, and a bunch of beasts who were no longer worthy of being called human beings.

"Everyone calm down. Let's place the explosives on the load-bearing walls first, and then kill as many as we want. As long as we are alive, as long as we have ammunition, as long as we can move, we can kill as many of these beasts as we want. But remember to keep a grenade for yourself, and don't get captured alive."

Romney spoke to his companions around him. Although he asked them to calm down, everyone could hear that Romney's mood was the same as theirs, which was extreme anger. They couldn't wait to fight those heretics right now and turn those heretics who were not worthy of being human into a hornet's nest with automatic gun bullets.

"Zi!"

They were moving fast, but just as they were about to reach the load-bearing wall, Romney suddenly raised his laser pistol and fired a shot at a corner in front of him. The laser beam briefly illuminated the dark space, and its light was even brighter than a flashlight. In the red light, the other four soldiers saw what Romney was attacking. It was a mutant, a kind of scum common among heretics. Those heretics said that these guys were blessed by God, but to them, this was a blasphemy against the God-Emperor.

The laser beam hit the mutant's head. The high temperature of the laser is extremely lethal to organic matter, but the mutant's body is also extremely strong. After being hit by the laser, its head was not penetrated, but it took the laser head-on.

After being hit by the laser, the mutant reacted immediately. It rushed towards the soldiers with a roar. The distorted sound was like a demon from hell. But the soldiers did not fear. They looked at the monster and raised their weapons together. The first step to revenge for people was to start with this monster.

Chapter 328: Artillery Regiment in the Suburbs of Anya City

"Clap clap clap!"

"Zizzizi!"

Automatic guns and laser pistols kept firing, kinetic and energy weapons hit its body together, its flesh and blood were torn to pieces by the metal bullets, and the laser rays only evaporated pieces of flesh and blood, and blood-red mist appeared in the air.

The red light of the laser beam shone on the blood mist, reflecting blood-red rays of light. Under the high-intensity rain of bullets, the monster's body kept shaking, and flesh and blood kept flying in the air.

Wails and roars continued to emerge from its mouth, and eventually, under the powerful fire suppression, the monster's skeleton was finally shattered. White bone fragments flew around, and the twisted and blasphemous creature was turned into a hornet's nest by the fire.

"What a bastard!"

Romney looked at the corpse on the ground, kicked it hard a few times, and then walked towards the load-bearing wall. After they set the explosives, they went deep into the hospital. In fact, they could escape now, but they didn't. They would make those heretics pay the price and avenge the people of the empire.

The sound of gunfire filled the entire hospital, and the bodies of the cultists were scattered throughout the corridors. The soldiers felt happy when they saw the cultists they had killed, but they didn't know that their non-commissioned officer, Kosthelm, had been forced into a front operating room by hundreds of cultists in order to cover their actions. The three of them relied on the heavy weapons and grenades in their hands to delay the enemy's offensive, but as these weapons were consumed, it was only a matter of time before they were killed by the heretics.

"Hahaha, Coster, let's stop here... This is our end."

The cook looked at the corpses of the heretics in the corridor outside the door in front of him. He pulled out the magazine of his automatic rifle and inserted a brand new magazine. He turned to look at Koster beside him and spoke to him with a big laugh.

"What's wrong? Old man, are you a little regretful? Hahaha."

Koster looked at the cook beside him and smiled. Koster was very familiar with this cook. He was an old man and a veteran, but he was just a veteran who had been living a life of idleness and waiting to die in PDF. This time, he was unusually not afraid.

"No, I just regret that I didn't bring a copy of the 'Emperor's Words'. But the Emperor probably wouldn't care that much. He is kind and generous."

The cook shook his head at Coster, took off the Anglican-style necklace around his neck, and answered Coster that he did not regret coming here to fight. He was afraid of death, but Algro was in this state, so how could he be so afraid of death?

Those young men all rushed forward one after another. How could he, a PDF officer who considered himself a veteran, not go? It was a pity that he couldn't see the birth of his grandson.

"Hehehe, I'm different from you guys. I have a son and a grandson. It doesn't matter if I die, but it would be a pity for you guys..."

The cook spoke to Coster, then picked up the kettle at hand and took a big gulp.

"Before you die in battle, don't drink yourself to death, old man, medical alcohol mixed with water..."

Koster smelled the pungent smell of alcohol coming from the cook's kettle and spoke to him unhappily, then he picked up his own kettle and took a sip. Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well drink more to make himself forget the fear of death.

"What the hell..., old man, you are just a piece of shit, not even as good as the second best!"

Koster just took a sip and then vomited. The extremely terrible taste of medical alcohol was simply outrageous. How could he believe this drunkard and drink such stuff?

"Forehead…"

The signalman beside them was speechless when he saw these two guys constantly giving themselves fake wine to drink. They really dared to drink alcohol mixed with water.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as the two were playing the last joke of their lives on each other, a strange sound of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor full of corpses in front of them. It was a sound like metal hitting the concrete floor, as if there was a huge metal giant walking in the corridor.

"Sergeant, they're coming again."

After hearing the sound, the signalman immediately alerted the two men, who responded immediately. Two automatic rifles and a logging gun snatched from the cultists immediately opened fire forward.

The fire illuminated the corridor, and the rain of bullets turned into countless points of light, all hitting a giant in the corridor. The three people used the gun flames to see what that thing was. It was an armored giant wearing blood-red armor decorated with human bones, and was walking towards them step by step under the firepower.

"What is that?"

Koster looked at the giant who was advancing under fire in front of him. He asked the cook beside him. Although this old guy was a slacker in the army, he was still knowledgeable about some things.

"Angel..., damn..., why does this monster look so much like an angel..."

The cook ignored Koster. He stared blankly at the giant in front of him and just pulled the trigger mechanically. He recognized that thing. It was the iconic building on the square in front of the Anglican Church. It was the Emperor's Angel of Death. But why was this angel in the heretic's team? Why were there all those blasphemous symbols on its body?

"Angel…?!"

Koster looked at the giant in front of him. For a moment, he felt that his brain was not enough. How could there be an angel? How could this thing be an angel? Shouldn't the angel save them?

"This guy is not an angel, he is a heretic in the guise of an angel, he is a monster that blasphemes the Emperor!"

The signalman looked at the two confused officers and spoke to them quickly, then put down his lumberjack gun and picked up the rocket launcher beside him. This was also the heavy weapon they carried. There was still one rocket, which was just enough to deal with the heretic disguised as an angel in front.

"Yes! Raise your guns! The Emperor will not protect the cowardly! For the Emperor!!"

Koster reacted, he slapped the cook on the head, then grabbed the logging gun beside him and fired a volley of bullets at the giant in front of him. The recoil of the logging gun that was not fixed was very strong, and it shook Koster's shoulder as if it was broken, but Koster did not stop shooting, he did not dare to let go of the trigger.

"Let the bullets penetrate its armor and kill it!"

Koster thought so, but contrary to his wishes, the lumberjack spear failed to penetrate the giant's armor. The large-caliber ammunition that hit the armor kept being bounced off and flew around in the corridor. They hit the walls and the corpses. In an instant, the corridor was filled with blood-red mist and gray dust.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Koster heard a loud noise. He looked around and saw the signalman throwing down the rocket launcher that had been fired and rushing to the ground. Koster's reaction speed was also fast. He quickly threw down the logging gun and lay on the ground. The same happened to the cook. They all understood the power of a rocket exploding in a confined space.

"Snapped!!!"

There was a loud explosion, followed by a shock wave like an earthquake. Everything in the operating room was moving, and the things scattered on the ground flew into the air due to the vibration of the shock wave.

"solved?"

After the aftermath of the explosion ended, the cook got up from the ground. He looked at the messy and smoke-filled corridor in front of him with an automatic rifle and spoke to himself.

But the next second after he said this, there was a roar of a chainsaw suddenly coming from the smoke, followed by a loud sound of footsteps and a huge figure. The cook hurriedly shot at the figure, but it was too late. The figure instantly appeared in front of the operating room, wielding a huge chainsaw axe and directly chopped off the cook's head.

Blood was flying in the air. Koster, who was just about to stand up, stared blankly at the headless corpse lying on the ground and twitching. He understood something in an instant. This was their end. They had to return to the Golden Throne.

"what!!"

Koster looked at the headless corpse. Although he was almost in despair, he did not sit there and wait for death. He kicked the confused signalman away, and then pulled the ring of the grenade on his body.

Koster quickly got up and hugged the giant. He had more than one grenade on him. He had strung the pull rings of the grenades together before. The pull just now had pulled all the pull rings of the grenades on his body open.

"puff!"

The giant looked at the mortal who was hugging it, laughing at his stupidity and weakness, and then smashed the mortal's head like breaking an eggshell. At the moment it smashed the mortal's head, a flash of light suddenly appeared on the mortal's body, and a huge explosion occurred on the giant's body. Grenade fragments flew all over the operating room, and one of the fragments even pierced the signalman's thigh. The pain made the signalman wail.

"You mortal!"

The Chaos Space Marine looked at its power armour that had been blown apart and the wounds on its body and roared in anger. It was a Space Marine, a being blessed by the Blood God, yet it had been tricked by a mortal. It even felt the Blood God's scorn for it.

"Zizizizi... This is the remnant of the First Artillery Regiment. Can the friendly troops nearby hear us? We are near Anya now. Can any friendly troops hear us?"

The signalman was wailing as he looked at the wound on his thigh. Suddenly, he heard a series of intermittent calls full of noise. He instantly held back his wailing and immediately took out the radio receiver. Their radio station had been thrown away before, but they still left a radio receiver. Although it was not as easy to use as the radio station, it was enough to contact friendly forces.

"I'm Ates, number 020125, a communications soldier from the first company of Anya's second regiment. Lock on to the location where my radio is coming from and blow this place up. This is the base camp of the heretics!"

The signalman turned on the radio, yelled at it a few times, and then put down the radio receiver. Regardless of whether they could hear him or not, he had already made all his efforts. He looked at the giant walking towards him and grinned.

“Hahahaha…, mortals, hahahaha…, go to hell with heretics, your blasphemous gods won’t be able to protect you for long, just wait to be blown to pieces by the wrath of the Emperor of Gods! Hahahaha…”

Aites looked at the Chaos Space Marine walking towards him. He laughed and spoke to it, then tremblingly raised his automatic rifle and his finger was on the trigger. However, the burst of bullets did not fail to fire. The Chaos Space Marine killed him quickly the moment he pulled the trigger. Aites' head flew up, and the mortal who dared to laugh and scold the demigod was killed.

"Uh uh uh!!!"

The Chaos Space Marine did not feel any joy after killing Aites. It even wanted to kill these three mortals again because the Blood God no longer blessed it with these three mortals. It could feel that the Blood God's gaze had been withdrawn and the Blood God had abandoned it. How could it not be angry?

The view turns to the suburbs of Anya City, where the remnants of an artillery unit are temporarily stationed. In a tent, the communications soldier in front of the radio station picked up the communication files and stood up from his seat. He quickly ran out of the tent and went to where the commander was.

"This position... Well, let the boys fire. The heretics must be eliminated."