Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 332

  Chapter 332 Rise of the Primarch: The Warmaster Has Arrived

People say that the Astartes are the most powerful weapons the Emperor has ever built. Each of them is unstoppable. Compared with them, mortals are like tiny ants. When you appear on the Astartes As if the ants and cockroaches we walk with would be trampled to death, and the Astartes who crush you won't even notice you die under his feet.

  The residents of Terra don't know what this means. In fact, for the people of Terra, even the low nest gangsters think they are superior to the people in other parts of the empire, ants? Others are ants, they are the emperor's chosen people, born and grown under the emperor's holy light, they are the most noble human group in this galaxy.

Even those low nests, those gang members who lived underground in the largest hive city group in the Terra Empire, and those gang members who had never seen the sun in their entire lives, were even wandering around where the court thought they were aliens, and then directly presented them with a full set of copying and beheading packages. Mutants think so.

Yes, yes, they do all know what an Astartes is. After all, the Imperial Fist's mountain formation monastery fortress is suspended in the orbit of Terra, but after all, the Imperial Fist is number one, and rarely descends to the ground to let Tyra The residents saw it, and even if it was done, the friendly Astartes could not make them truly understand what is the fear of facing the Astartes. Chop you up with a chainsword, won't you?

But now the Sons of Terra in this fortress know, and now they know why, those veterans of the Astra Militarum from other places in the solar system always tell them, if you encounter a traitor Space Marine, turn around and run immediately, even if the Commissar points at gunpoint Even if you tell you to go back, you have to run.

Even facing the guns of the political commissar and the supervising team is better than facing those Astartes demigods, because the laser gun in your hand can save your life when facing the political commissar and the supervising team, you can kill the political commissar The Hedu team ran for their lives, but in the face of those demigods, all you can do is find a good place to pray to the emperor, and then shoot your head off before they arrive.

  Now they understand, understand why those veterans would say such heretical words, because they are all thinking the same question now, running away.

The soldiers of the Guards ran wildly in the corridor. They fired at the rear while running. The laser gun roared and pierced the corridor with red light and hit the huge power armor behind it. The refraction hit the walls on both sides.

They didn't even hurt the demigod's skin, and the latter didn't even bother to hide. The traitor of the Black Legion, Astarte, was walking on the wide warehouse road below the fortress. The fleeing Guardsmen pulled the trigger.

Different from the fire sticks in their hands, the bolt gun in the hands of Astartes shattered the body of the fleeing soldier with a single shot, and the roaring bombs entered from behind him, and his body was like paper. The breastplate was quickly pierced and torn, and as its body exploded and collapsed, it sprayed forward on the ground together with the steaming rotten flesh.

The guards screamed and ran forward. They fired wildly backwards aimlessly as they ran. Those who mustered up the courage to stand still and try to stop the demigods found that they could not even reach the moment when the giants advanced. Unable to delay, the explosive bombs sent from the flickering gun muzzles at the other end of the corridor, the bodies of these soldiers exploded one by one. The only thing they did was to turn their broken bodies into new colors on the wall. .

People always say that the guards use their unnecessary sacrifices to buy that moment for the Lord of Humanity, and their tens of thousands of casualties are just to buy the last second for the Emperor, but the cold fact is that here The guards couldn't hold back for even a second, and they had nothing but slaughter in front of these Astartes.

Walking side by side, the Traitor Astartes, some carrying a bolter, some holding a bolt pistol in one hand and dragging a roaring chainsword in the other hand, walked side by side. Rolling through the corridor like a high wall of death, crushing all mortal warriors trying to resist like a meat grinder.

The traitor in heavy black armor walked through the corridor, and the mortal soldier who fell in front of him after one leg was broken was crawling on the ground with difficulty. He watched the Astartes walking behind him desperately crawling. , but the speed with which he dragged his hands on the ground was completely inferior to the Astartes who was striding forward.

"Emperor! No! I don't ask you anymore!" The guard turned over and looked at the Astartes who came in front of him and screamed. He looked at the huge raised iron feet and screamed and begged, but As I said before, they are like ants, a group of ants that will not be looked at even if people step on them.

The traitor Astarte crushed the guards in front of him as soon as he taught, his entire head and body were crushed and exploded in an instant, and the splattered flesh and blood sprayed around like a crushed water balloon. On the ground, the Astartes of the Black Legion who stepped on him raised their bolt pistols with one hand and fired two shots.

His precise marksmanship instantly killed the two guards rushing to the explosion-proof barricade at the end. They were about to rush through the armored gates between the barricades, but just as they stretched their hands towards the handle of the heavy gate, they were shot and exploded The flesh and blood of its body sprayed on the gate and the shooting window on one side.

The edge of the shooting window was quickly covered with a layer of steaming rotten meat, and the guard sergeant standing behind screamed. He looked at the guards who ran desperately in the corridor, their faces were all covered with blood. In sheer fear, everyone scrambled to escape the shadows of death coming behind them.

"Fire! Fire now!" The sergeant turned his head and yelled at the laser cannon shooter behind him. The helmeted shooter sitting behind the laser cannon was startled. soldiers.

   "But Sergeant, we still have people out there! They're all in range, and if we fire they'll get shot!"

"If you don't shoot, we will be the ones who get shot! So in the name of the Emperor! Damn fire!" The sergeant turned his head and barked at the shooter. Turning his head to look over, he saw a roaring explosive bomb.

The spinning warhead accurately passed through the narrow shooting window in front of him, whistling directly from the upper side of the laser cannon, and shattered the head of the loader beside the shooter. He died before he could react to anything.

The shooter was startled when he saw the loader plopping down beside him. His instinctive movements immediately replaced his rationality. The shooter slammed the trigger and the machine gun in front of him immediately roared, flashing lasers like a torrential rain. hit the hallway.

The other guards running in it were instantly swept down in pieces, their bodies were torn apart in the fiery red light rainstorm, and one of the guards standing in the middle of the road couldn't fall because of the continuous frontal laser bombardment The soldier's body exploded instantly when he was hit directly.

Amidst the blood and blood fog splashed throughout the corridor, the violent heavy-duty laser beam blasted at the advancing traitor Astartes, and the scorching red light of the laser cannon hit them like pedestrians advancing in a heavy rain. All the black-armored Astartes Tate's front was instantly swallowed by red light.

But those Astartes immediately dodged sideways to the vehicles on both sides of the corridor and behind the armored combat bodies with the same swift movement. The firepower of the laser cannon hit those vehicles, and the roaring and violent bombardment smashed the vehicles to pieces. , the truck behind the Black Legion Astartes carrying a bolter quickly collapsed under the intensive artillery fire.

The side of its car body was splashed with a lot of steel fragments under a series of violent bombardments, and at the end of the corridor, the shooter holding the trigger of the laser cannon in both hands was screaming and shooting wildly. He swept the laser cannon back and forth across the corridor, using that A torrent of laser fire blocked the way forward in the hallway.

They may have thought that they were saved, they successfully blocked the advance of the Astartes, but the fact is that they were too happy, the Astartes that the guards faced were the Black Legion, the traitors who had been fighting for thousands of years Warriors, they are unblockable.

The Black Legion traitor squatting behind the truck nodded to his brother on the other side of the roaring laser barrage, and the sword-wielding traitor squatting behind an untracked Chimera armored vehicle nodded slightly. The chainsword was hanging on his belt, and he found something from behind with his backhand.

  Suddenly, the traitor from the Black Legion on the side of the truck rushed out. He took out a grenade with his backhand and threw it directly in the direction of the laser cannon. The grenade drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell in the direction of the roadblock.

The shooter behind the barricade noticed that thing immediately, he stared at the front with all his attention and noticed the movement almost immediately, he immediately raised the muzzle and pointed it at the grenade, and the roaring laser beam bombarded the grenade, countless The laser beam hit the grenade in an instant, and exploded the thing in midair in an instant.

But that thing was not a grenade, but a flash bomb. When the laser beam blew it up, the flash powder sealed inside spread out. The magnesium powder burned violently under the laser, and the dazzling flash The shooter's field of vision was instantly engulfed, and he, the soldiers and sergeants around him instinctively closed their eyes in the strong light.

And this was the last scene that most of them had seen in their life. While they were closing their eyes, the traitor with a sword squatting behind the Chimera armored vehicle strode out. His tactical helmet ensured that the strong light He has no effect, he can raise his gun and aim normally in that light.

   Take aim with that plasma pistol.

  The sergeant opened his eyes that were painfully illuminated by the strong light and looked forward. He saw the plasma gun with his eyes wet with tears, and he stared at the lighted muzzle with wide eyes.

Plasma plasma was shot out from the muzzle of the plasma gun, and the whizzing blue plasma body shot into the barricade. After a violent explosion happened instantly, the general was thrown out, and he fell heavily on the ground. cursed at his aching shoulder, but his eyes widened in horror when he looked up and saw his own body.

"Ah!!" The sergeant screamed. He watched his lower body disappear and screamed heart-piercingly. While screaming, he looked around for someone who could save him. He quickly saw the explosion from one side. A soldier staggered out of the smoke and dust.

  The man was disheveled, his body was covered in dust from the explosion, and the gun had fallen somewhere, but he was obviously still moving, and he was able to pull himself away.

"You! Pull me away! Before they come up!" The sergeant yelled at the man, but the man just raised his head to look in the direction of the sergeant when he turned his head because of the sound of heavy footsteps. He pointed at something behind him, and was pierced by the chainsaw sword that suddenly shot out from the smoke.

The guard was stuck on the chainsaw sword. Another traitor from the Black Legion who came from the smoke on the other side of the corridor stepped into the sight of the sergeant. He grabbed the guard who was stuck on his sword and directly threw It was torn off, and his entire body was instantly torn off, and the huge palm tore him off the side of the chain saw.

  The sergeant looked at the new traitor from the Black Legion, he stared wide-eyed at the other traitors coming out of the smoke behind him, and then the sergeant heard new footsteps coming from in front of him.

He turned his head to look in front of him, and saw the traitor of the Black Legion who had already come from the direction of the wreckage of the laser cannon explosion. He led his men out of the smoke, and he led the way to the sergeant, holding a His bolter hung at his side.

"Go to hell, traitor! Long live the Emperor!" The sergeant is a brave man, he did not scream for mercy in the desperate situation, he grabbed the laser pistol that fell by his side and fired at the traitor, with his last dignity Face the traitor with courage.

  And his dignity may have impressed the traitor, the Black Legion traitor did not stomp him like an ant, but raised the bolter and smashed the sergeant's head.

The sergeant's body collapsed on the ground, and the traitor Astartes walked past his body. He and the leader of the newly-appeared Black Legion squad nodded to each other, and then led their respective squads to the end of the corridor .

   "Fire!"

Standing on the heavy artillery mount with bare arms, the sweaty strong artilleryman roared loudly. With his roar, the main body of the railgun located in the basement below the core bunker of the fortress exploded with a roar, and the huge heavy artillery Immediately pushing back ejected a huge air pressure.

The hydraulic rails erected on both sides of the heavy gun quickly start, and the coaxial crawler removes the impact force of the gun body of the ground-based macro gun under the high-strength recoil, and the gun body, which is as tall as several floors, is re-launched under the pull of the hydraulic rod and the rail. Return slowly.

As the huge gun body returned to the ready position, the naked gunner standing on the side bracket supported the armrest and shouted loudly at the artillerymen below. His voice was quite loud, even if there was no gunfire It is still as huge as artillery instinct.

"Reload! Reload immediately!" The artilleryman shouted. He looked at the gantry crane behind him, the gantry crane fixed on the ceiling of the bunker. On the shells, they yelled at the operator on one side, waving their arms.

The operator sitting in the control room of the gantry crane nodded immediately. He quickly operated the instrument in front of him, and the huge gantry crane quickly stretched his rope. The ground was lifted up, and the huge shell left the ground under the drag of the gantry crane, and was then drawn close to the barrel of the giant gun.

Standing on the ground, the political commissar wearing a black military coat and the iconic red belt tied around his waist looked at the loaded shells. Countless artillerymen worked together to push the ten-ton shells into the barrels. The soldiers and the machines worked together. Collaborate to push the shells.

The political commissar looked at them quite satisfied, and soon the huge macro cannon was ready to fire another shot. He witnessed the thick cannonball being slowly pushed into the barrel, but the other group of people might not satisfy the political commissar .

The political commissar wearing a military coat and the gendarmes behind him turned their heads to look at the hasty guards rushing into the artillery bunker. Most of them panicked, and many of them literally threw away their helmets and armor, and their weapons were thrown away. , the breastplate and the steel helmet are either missing one or all of them.

These panicked soldiers screamed and fled into the bunker. The political commissar watched as these panicked soldiers strode forward and grabbed a man by the collar. He grabbed the soldier and pushed him back among his panicked comrades. , He bumped into a guard holding a laser gun behind him.

The two collided with each other and fell to the ground at the same time, but the fleeing guards behind them also stopped. They huddled together and looked at the political commissar in front of them and the military police behind him pointing guns at them, angrily. The political commissar looked at the disheveled soldiers in front of them, throwing away their helmets and armor and fleeing for their lives.

"Stand at attention! Look at how decent you are! Those who have thrown away their armor are like a group of deserters!" The political commissar looked at the guards who fell on the ground and cursed angrily. The latter struggled to get up from the ground. His clothes were messy, and there were still a lot of dried blood on them, although he didn't know if it was his own or someone else's.

   "The commissar has lost the fortress! There are traitor space warriors everywhere! Our weapons hit them like fire sticks! Many people died and only we managed to escape!"

The panicked soldier climbed up. He looked at the political commissar in front of him whose eyes were bloodshot with fear. The other deserters behind him were similar. They all looked at the political commissar in horror. Fear occupied all their thoughts. Few people are still trembling now.

The political commissar looked at the deserter in front of him and frowned suddenly, while the deserter continued to shout, and the completely irrational shout echoed in the entire bunker, "Let's run! Take advantage of those traitors Astartes Run before you arrive! Otherwise we will all die here!"

  The deserter looked around at the surrounding artillerymen and shouted. All the artillerymen stopped their work and looked down at the shouting guards. All the artillerymen with bare upper body and arms looked at each other and raised their foreheads.

The guard, who was completely panicked, was still yelling, but he had just turned his head to look at the political commissar before he could say anything before he was shot through the head, and with a gunshot, his face was shot There was a burning hole, the bullet hole that the laser gun pierced through the head, the light bullet from the laser gun in the hands of the political commissar.

The political commissar shouted while holding the laser gun with a little smoke from the muzzle in his hand. He looked around and looked at the artillerymen below, and all the soldiers around shouted, "Bewitching the army! These deserters are looking for The reason for running away! They just encountered an enemy with slightly stronger firepower, and because they panicked, they regarded the opponent as a space soldier! Find a plausible excuse for their cowardly behavior!"

   "What they met was just a group of ordinary Chaos enemies! Mutants! Just bigger mutants! In the name of the emperor, we will meet and hold the position, no one can shake the morale of the army and be a deserter!"

The political commissar yelled and raised his gun to point at the deserters gathered in front of him, and the military police behind him also raised their guns to aim at these deserters. They faced the laser gun muzzle and panicked, but none of them turned around and went back to the corridor. , their bodies were frozen due to extreme fear.

The political commissar looked at them and roared angrily. He waved the laser gun in his hand, "Rush back! You bastards! Cowards! Remember the light of the emperor, and he will bless you invincible, no matter what you face What is it!"

"Oh? Really? Can he bless you to defeat me?" Something behind the political commissar said. The political commissar looked at the guards whose expressions were distorted by infinite fear in front of him, and he slowly turned his head to look at the things behind him. To the behemoth that suddenly appeared behind him.

It was a black steel mountain. Standing behind the political commissar, he suddenly raised his lightning claws. The whistling lightning claws instantly tore the political commissar's body. His black military coat and red belt were covered with His flesh and blood were cut apart in an instant.

The moment the black giant killed the political commissar, he swung his claws backhand. The military police wearing a sky eagle hanging plate on his neck raised his laser gun and pointed it at the giant's head. His actions were correct. It is the only place on the giant's body that is not wearing armor, and those who are not wearing helmets are exposed to the shooting range of the muzzle.

That was the best chance for the military police. After all, Astarte's head is also made of meat. The **** laser gun in his hand can hit the head of the traitor wearing heavy armor. However, the premise is that he can shoot that shot.

The brave gendarme loyal to the emperor raised his laser gun to aim at the giant, but just as he raised the gun, the moment the giant was about to buckle his fingers, the giant swung his backhand, and the roaring lightning claws cut off the gendarme in an instant. The laser gun in his hand, he looked at the broken laser gun in his hand, and his own hand.

The gendarme's hands were cut off neatly, and the blood in the main artery sprayed into the air, like blood snowflakes rolling in the air. At the same time, the gendarme scraper on his chest was also broken, which was "kindly" called by the soldiers. The scraper of the dog chain split instantly, and the gendarme was also sent flying as the scraper broke.

His dismembered body hit the gantry crane control room on one side, and the body smashed the glass window. The blood splashed on the window, which shocked the operator behind him. The man screamed from the control room. Zhong escaped, but was shot to pieces just after running a few steps.

The huddled deserters turned their heads in horror to the source of the gunshot that shattered the operator. It was the Black Legion commando who had just slaughtered them in the corridor. They walked in through the gate on the side of the bunker, holding Bolters and chainsaws quickly began mowing down the number of survivors around them.

The roaring bombs smashed the artillerymen on the macro gun bracket into flying pieces of flesh. Their bodies were torn apart under the bombardment of the bombs. His head exploded, and then he was shattered and driven away by the next explosive bomb. The remains of his body along with the fragments of his bones were sprayed directly on the macro cannon behind him.

The corpses of the artillerymen fell from the support, and their appearance was completely invisible. The deserters looked at the corpses that fell to the ground in horror, and then they were instantly attracted by the sudden sound of footsteps and looked forward. They saw a burly giant standing before them.

He stood in front of the deserters, his scarlet eyes stared at the unlucky ones in front of him, and the blood dripping from his paws was also scarlet. In the blink of an eye, he had killed all the gendarmes. The chained military police all fell behind him, like a group of rotten meat sprayed from a meat grinder.

Behind him are other tall giants, black giants in Terminator power armor and helmets equipped with huge mammoth tusks. Those upright killing giants have killed the rest. Everyone, the entire bunker is littered with dismembered bodies.

Now only the deserters are left alive. They stand in front of the scarlet-eyed giant. They look at the terrifying Lord of Destruction and are so frightened that their legs can hardly stand. The deserters look at the giant in front of them. , He didn't wear a helmet, and all the deserters at the scene could grab the guns in their hands and rush up to blow his head off.

They may be killed many people in an instant, but the remaining people can also rely on the number. Before being killed, the intensive laser beam smashed the monster's head, even if they will be killed by the surrounding traitors later , but they still have a chance to eliminate the great enemy of the Emperor in front of them.

   And believe me, if the life of a dozen guards can replace the guy with the sky braid in front of him, it will definitely be a blood profit, the kind of blood profit that can cover the entire Terra with the smoke from the ancestral grave.

But they didn't, none of the deserters bravely raised their guns, everyone stood trembling in front of him, their hands were limp as if the weapons in their hands weighed a thousand catties, and the gestures of the giant in front of them could scare them to suffocation .

   A pair of staring eyes looked at the monster in front of him, he raised his scarlet eyes and looked at the deserters in front of him, "Run, little rabbits of the false emperor, run."

He said so, but none of the deserters moved. They stood in front of him with weak legs, their pupils trembling in fear, looking at the giant in front of them. It seemed that they did not understand what he said, and the giant raised his hand He raised his sharp claws and roared at the door behind him.

   "Run! Bring the news of my arrival to Vito Constantine! Tell him! Tell him that he has landed on the land of Terra! I, will win!"

   "I let you run!" roared the giant, he suddenly raised a leg and stepped on the deserters in front of him, and they ran away like wind-up toys.

They ran away from both sides of the destroying giant in front of them, and only a dozen or so people left screamed and ran between the terminators. They ran at the fastest speed in their lives, not even daring to look The giant glanced.

  The sky-braided giant turned around, looked at the direction of the fleeing crowd, raised his power claw and clenched it in front of him, "Run! Bring the fear back to the palace! The whole of Terra trembles under my feet!"

   "Tell them, tell the Emperor, the Warmaster is back, and I will level the palace and end the long war!"

"Long live the Warmaster! Long live the Legion!" shouted a Terminator behind the giant, raised his claws, and the Terminator around him and the veterans of the Black Legion in ordinary power armor all raised their hands. The weapons roared, bolters and chainswords raised high, thunderous roars echoing through the bunker.

   The deserters fled the bunker with deafening roars, and behind them, the Destruction Warmaster named Abaddon in the center raised his power claws high.

   "Set Terra on fire!"

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