Chapter 287

When the enemy appeared behind him, Marcus saw his red eyes, smelled the sweet and greasy aroma, and whispered like a snake.

Between lightning and flint, Marcus gathered his heart and hit each other.

The invisible impact immediately knocked the thing to the ground, and then Marcus inserted the strong acid capsule still firmly held in his left hand into the thing's face and opened them before he retreated.

Then there was an unclean scream, a cry belonging to animals, with a dying struggle.

The smell of burnt flesh filled the corridor, accompanied by the splashing of flesh and blood as the strong acid rushed into the body of things.

Marcus kept up his efforts, gathered his heart energy into a lightning bolt, hurled it into the thing's face, then turned and ran quickly, hugged van Nuel's body and dragged him aside. Instead of pursuing, the enemy staggered away and grasped the broken face.

Then he fell down and trembled, and steam and blisters came out of his head and neck.

Marcus fell to his knees and breathed heavily. Chandler and Malthus rushed over, stared at the twisted body of the enemy, and then looked at Verne.

The veteran coughed and sprayed blood on Marcus's breastplate.

"How bad is it?"

After feeling a little better, Marcus helped Verne up.

"I can't die yet."

The old soldier said in a rough voice.

Although he said so, Marcus felt that the body of the veteran in his arms was extremely heavy. He checked the wound and found that it was deep into his ribs and there were signs of poisoning.

So he poured all his emergency medicine into Verne.

These potions are the characteristics of the trial court. Each of them is extremely precious, but Marcus doesn't care.

He just wants everyone to go out alive.

"Cough... Don't waste too much. There may be a hard battle behind."

"We are about to succeed."

With the help of medicine, the veteran's wound soon stopped bleeding. Malthus came up to sew up his wound simply - the Death Cult assassins are both cruel butchers and excellent surgeons. They know more about the human body than most medical nuns.

Marcus went to examine the body.

At first glance, he found that it was not the devil he imagined, but an entity, a highly mutated human.

Another key point is that on this corpse, Marcus can feel the remnants of psionic power, but this is not the chaotic and violent energy after chaos pollution, but a more familiar and regular power.

If he guessed right, it was just a puppet, and behind it stood a manipulator.

In other words, they may have been found by now.

So he immediately went to the sealed door.

"The plan has changed. Leave quickly!"

He took out a small blasting device, clamped it on the door, energized and retreated.

When the four of them were far away from the door, the blasting device with a sharp and concentrated flash blasted a large uneven hole in the metal.

"We were found."

Marcus said seriously, got up and rushed to the broken entrance, changing his magazine as he moved forward.

"There may be a hard battle."

The four reorganized in the new corridor, and then quickly passed through the dark underground - Marcus took the lead, Verne panted behind him, and the other two were behind the hall.

"A large number of targets have been scanned nearby."

Chandler at the back of the team suddenly opened his mouth and looked at the bird divination instrument.

"Keep going and try to avoid the enemy. We're not far from the exit."

Marcus said calmly. He put on his eyeglasses again and saw the familiar target indicator passing upstream of the display.

Through this corridor is the outlet channel of the drainage system, which directly leads to the river outside. If there is no problem with his watch, Marcus believes it should be late at night in valledo.

Relying on strong perception, Marcus's agent team avoided the enemy concentration area and climbed out of a small drain.

As soon as they appeared from the dirty drain, they crouched among the ruins.

"They launched a general attack..."

It was raining heavily outside at the moment, but the whole East of the river bank was burning, and the fire lit up all around. Heavy smoke rose from the destroyed fortifications.

Marcus thought he was right. Those star armies were very useless and could not support the attack of heresy. Now they couldn't even defend the river bank, so the destruction was overnight.

Unless there is a miracle.

When Marcus looked around, he saw a group of evil believers killing them.

Well, although they worked very hard, they were caught by the enemy.

Screaming bullets and laser beams hit the ground around him, and the enemy forces soon entered their range. Marcus cursed, opened fire and fought back, and his body was close to the edge of the river bank.

"So..."

Verne murmured, raising his rifle and aiming.

"We all have to die here?"

Before Marcus could answer, he heard the rumble of a heavy engine.

On the riverbed about a kilometer to the north, the dust began to spin, and he could even hear the enemy warning each other in panic.

"This is --"

A second later, the heavy figure of the thunder Eagle swept across the sky, rolled up more smoke and blew them around.

At the same time, the guns carried on the wing opened fire, tore up a pile of miscellaneous soldiers on the riverbank and riverbed, and blew up the edge of the chalk.

"Here comes the miracle!"

Marcus almost roared.

Something he never dreamed of happened. An astatic order came!

Although he didn't know the sign of the order, as long as it was the Savior of the Empire, it was his Savior, someone who was closer than his father!

Others were also shocked by the sudden appearance of astat.

Soon, the thunder eagle dropped to a low place, and its belly hammered the ground with heavy thrust. Then the main hatch opened with the hiss of the piston, revealing the red flashing member cabin in it.

A towering giant strided first. He was like a silver God. He carried a huge chain saw halberd in his right hand and scanned the surrounding enemies with firm and sacred eyes.

"Destroy all monsters!"

"Kill!"

When he raised the halberd, eleven fighting brothers also rushed out from behind him, holding explosive guns and all kinds of close combat weapons to ruthlessly kill heretics.

They are so efficient that in half a minute, they turn a hundred meters around the thunder Eagle landing point into a sea of blood.

No body is complete.

The heretics also began to fight back, aiming their fire at the floating thunder eagle.

Their laser beam hit the armor plate and hissed, causing no damage.

The newly raised thunderhawk is like a drunken general swaying, being battered by light fire, and then turning the nose to begin to fire.

This is another bloody rain.

"Rush over!"

Marcus shouted and wanted to meet the star warriors, but some heretics began to attack them and slowed their pace.

The four man team can only rely on the bunker near the drain to fight with the enemy. Marcus hopes the star soldiers can notice the situation here and reach out to pull them.

However, after more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, Marcus suddenly found that the star soldiers were driving away from the East Bank of the river embankment, which made him have a very bad hunch. Under some kind of induction, he raised his head and looked at the dark sky.

At that moment, his eyes seemed to penetrate the clouds, the atmosphere and reach the orbit around the planet.

Then there was a strong flash.

"I'll give you a --"

The bridge of the unbound soul is busier than ever.

All the calibration work was ready, and Lothar swept her hands outward, just as the actor opened the curtain and stepped onto the stage, lifting the security agreement.

Each weapon platform becomes infallible because of the precise guidance and command of a certain existence.

Now he has control.

"Ready for full bombing, 3, 2, 1 -"

Lothar pressed the rune to allow attack.