The cramped cab was stuffy and the rubber protective suit gave off a disgusting smell as it was soaked with sweat.
The sound of the tracks moving forward echoed in the long and narrow corridor, with unusual clicking noises coming from time to time. Which alien skeleton had the Hellhound run over again
[Keep moving forward, there are four enemy elite units ahead.]
[Shooting direction 100, high concentration reload. ]
The commander's voice echoed along the metal pipe. She silently felt the texture of the trigger and searched for prey in the scope of the autonomous gun.
They were travelling on an alien ship, a giant ship being captured by the Death Guards. Thick green venom was spreading through its capillaries, and the giant was about to meet its end.
As a temporary mobile team, they consisted of a Cerberus and seven Death Guards.
Screams and gunshots rang out in the distance. Countless groups like theirs were fighting in other branches, and similar scenes were happening all the time.
She heard the sound of the Death Guards reloading their ammunition next to the Hellhounds, and the clanging of sickles scraping against the wall. In the protective suit that was like a high-temperature purgatory, hearing was her only extension.
She heard it—the panting of the hateful alien.
[emission!]
Thick, lush green instantly filled the entire corridor area. The narrow terrain instantly doubled the effect of the Hellhound's poisonous fog attack, and screams and bone-gnawing hisses rang out together.
The moment the poisonous fog spread, the Death Guards beside the Cerberus Hounds instantly rushed into the poisonous fog, using the first-mover advantage of the terrain to provide them with precious opportunities to attack.
The poisonous fog would corrode the armor and flesh of the Randan people, and would also blind them temporarily, but the time was very short, only three seconds.
Sparks lit up in the thick fog, and the Randan shouted something angrily, but they were answered only by silence. The Death Guard never shouted a battle cry.
She silently recited the names of the Lord of Death and the King of the Underworld in her heart, nervously waiting for the next order from the commander. Previous combat experience told the Hades dogs that they should not get too close to the Randan people.
Load, aim, fire, fire, fire!
The lush green poisonous fog rolled here, forming a substantial barrier wall.
A sudden roar broke out, a scream that seemed to penetrate everything, hoarse, sobbing, and her mind suddenly went blank—
Wish. Ming.
The monster broke out of the fog, its broken limbs splattering with blood. It struggled wildly and tried to climb onto the Hellhound, throwing mucus and pieces of tissue onto it.
The car body shook violently and squeaked, but the hellhounds in the car stopped as if sleepwalking and no one responded.
A sickle stretched out from the fog and slashed directly into the monster's flesh. Ran Dan, who was struggling before death, roared desperately and climbed forward, but was still dragged into the fog like a dying fish.
The blood left a desperate trail on the ground.
The screaming continued.
+Attack! Attack!!! Shooting direction 700!!!+
The offensive loader slowly cooled the transport pipe, the command hand was still silent, she was trembling, no no.
+ATTACK! FIRE!!! FIRE!!!+
The engine and the driver's roar came together, "Wake up! Wake up!!" The Hellhound suddenly retreated, and the driver wanted to move the vehicle into the blind spot of the shooting.
The loader remained silent, staring at her straight, and her finger on the trigger was as firm as a dead tree, unmoved.
No. No. She still couldn't control her body. The loader leaned over and held her trigger hand.
"In the name of the god of death and Hades, wake up!!!"
Pluto
She was shocked.
A nauseous feeling suddenly surged up from her cramping stomach, and the suppressed pain and sensation spread along the growth of her esophagus. She shook off the loader's hand and pushed him away.
A dull thumping sound was heard, and she decisively pulled out her gun, holding down the loader with one hand and hitting the loader's head with the gun handle with the other hand.
"In the name of Hades!!! Wake up!!!"
Words have magical power. She felt the title changing its tone in her throat, like a cry coming from a distant sea of fog, hazy and distorted.
[People's thoughts determine the direction of their water flow. Water flow can converge into the sea and give them strength. Strong torrents can also change the direction of nearby water flow. ]
[This is the law of the Supreme Heaven.]
[But what if the water chooses to jump into the void? ]
[Hades blinked, a faint feeling passed away in an instant, and he quickly forgot about this insignificant matter.]
Her thoughts became weak, but she was no longer confused. If she wanted to gain consciousness, she would lose her strength. She gritted her teeth, blood flowed from her mouth, and she called out to Pluto desperately.
During her almost self-abuse attack, the loader fainted. She decisively tied him up with a rope and stuffed him into the gaps in the pipes.
She yelled the truth she had just discovered and banged on the pipe with a wrench.
She didn't know why the Death God couldn't respond to their cries. Perhaps it was because that lord was in charge of the Space Marines and couldn't grant power to mortals
But no matter what, since Hades responded to her, she would become His believer.
"It's Hades! He can save us from psychic attacks!"
"Ah, you're awake! Otherwise it would be troublesome. I can't imagine that the main gunner was also controlled."
"Can we still fight?" The commander, the old man's weak voice came over.
"Okay! RD is unconscious, but I can fill and cool the transport tube for him! Wait, it's Pluto! Do you know what I'm talking about?!"
"Stop making noise! How do you think we woke up?!" the driver shouted angrily.
"Oh, I'm not thinking about them. Believe in the Imperial Truth, ma'am, sir. It's time to keep fighting."
The commander interrupted them in time, and the two men recovered from the ecstasy and trembling of just getting rid of mind control. The engine started again, and they moved along the corridor again.
The battle was over, a Death Guard had fallen here forever, with brutal scars on his helmet and life flowing out of it.
The captain retrieved his equipment and left a beacon, signaling the team to move on.
A pharmacist will come to recover the gene seeds later.
Go forward, keep going forward, they need to create a landing opportunity for [subsequent plans].
Even though she would never know what the [subsequent plan] would be, she just had to follow orders. The adults in charge of the Death Guard would make the decision.
Next they encountered several more teams of Randan and lost the life of a Death Guard, but they still moved forward under the decision of the captain.
They walked along the long and narrow corridor for a long time, so long that she felt like they were almost walking from one end of the ship to the other.
Finally, the captain reached out and signaled them to stop. His hoarse voice rang out over the general channel.
[We found it, now we start to retreat.]
[Attention, all interference channels are turned up to maximum, and retreat begins now—the sooner the better.]
The hellhound at the end of the team began to reverse rapidly, and the driver skillfully made the hound run backwards.
The other Death Guards also began to retreat. There were more dangerous beings lurking in the darkness.
The explosion sounded!
The corridor behind the Cerberus was blown open, and the ceiling collapsed, pressing directly on the rear end of the car. The Cerberus almost jumped up.
There was a teeth-grinding squeak, and she could feel the front of the car even tilting upward.
The alarm sounded. The huge explosion damaged the poison box. The pressure inside was dropping rapidly and poison mist hissed out of the box.
The secondary weapons hanging on the side of the Cerberus had long run out of ammunition, she thought in despair.
Heavy footsteps were heard, and countless alien figures emerged from the fog. They were obviously more powerful than those they had experienced before.
Behind the alien army was a figure that was large enough to fill an entire corridor.
The evil whisper sounded in my ears, almost tearing my eardrums.
She kept chanting the name of Hades in her mind. No, they should have taught her some prayers. Apart from a weak plea for help, she could not chant anything else to the Hades in her heart.
Hades, if it were you, what would you ask us to say? Your followers need your guidance.
But she felt nothing except weakness and exhaustion. She desperately looked out through the eyepiece to observe the battle situation.
The Death Guard tried to attack, but she could see that their attacks were clearly becoming sluggish, and in front of the largest monster, they were just toys in the hands of children, being thrown roughly against the wall.
Lord Randan seemed very anxious. After simply clearing out the Death Guards and throwing them against the wall, he turned around and left again, leaving only two Randan warriors to finish off the enemy.
Some Space Marines were killed on the spot, while others were still struggling and trying to attack, which slowed down the attack of the Randan warriors - but death was only a matter of time.
“We need to do something!”
She rummaged through the extravehicular ammunition box and finally found two thermal bombs of sufficient power.
Based on experience, she believed that the two melta bombs were enough to kill the two monsters.
She suddenly turned her head and cautiously called the driver and commander twice - no response.
The violent explosion just now made them all faint.
Now she is the only one left.
No. No, death is not scary. What’s important is to give meaning to death.
If she believes in the god of death and Hades, she should not be afraid of death!
She shook her head randomly to shake off the mist on her goggles, then ordered herself to keep her eyes on the battlefield. Now only the captain was left confronting the two aliens.
His armor was badly damaged, and the wounds were exposed to the poisonous mist, taking on a sickly luster.
The captain could hardly hold on any longer. The two soldiers seemed to be teasing him but were reluctant to kill him.
She turned on the channel tremblingly and spoke as clearly and quickly as possible.
[My Lord, I have two melta bombs here, with enough dosage.]
[I'm going to your side now, Hellhound, can you get close to Ran Dan for two seconds? ]
Two seconds is the minimum time it takes for a melta bomb to detonate.
[Yes, sir, I can.]
[Okay, give me a bomb then.]
Her voice was inadvertently tinged with sobs, but she still held the two bombs firmly and crawled through the pipes in the Cerberus. She carefully opened the hatch and left the Cerberus in the darkness.
Because she was so short and inconspicuous, the two Randan people did not notice her. She crawled carefully among the pile of broken ceiling fragments, waiting.
According to the technical sergeant who often stayed with them, the average survival time of a Cerberus soldier after leaving the Cerberus tank on the battlefield was forty-six minutes.
It seemed that she was going to lower the average duration. She dipped her finger in the venom flowing on the ground and wrote [Hades] on the hot melt bomb.
[I'm coming over.]
[Yes, sir.]
[In the name of Hades.]
She read softly.
The Death Guard struggled to deal with Ran Dan's teasing, as if he couldn't stand it anymore. He began to retreat, and the two fools followed him without any worries.
Just as the captain stepped onto the remains of the Cerberus—
"For Hades!"
The huge shout was deafening and filled the entire space.
She rushed out, throwing a bomb at the captain and another one to the chest, she jumped over and nailed her arm to the monster with a dagger.
She could feel the scorching heat of the bomb, exploding in her chest—
At the critical moment, huge sparks exploded from the other end of the corridor, the whole ship was shaking, and a solemnity descended that was enough to make any living creature's eyes go black.
The electronic control radio waves came together, and the indicator light of the hot melt bomb flashed and then went out.
Two shots, and the lives of two Ran Dans were gone.
Her consciousness was on the verge of collapse. She struggled to push away the corpse on top of her. The wound on her arm quickly festered in the poisonous mist. At the other end of the dark corridor, a miracle had already arrived.
Only a dim silhouette was visible in the smoke, but she knew what it was.
Hades stood there, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood of the alien races at his feet.
The gun in his hand was pointed here, and the light after charging had just faded.
The scarlet red light of his left eye pierced through the darkness and fog, staring at them, His believers.
God hears the believers’ response.
She fainted.
Hades stood there silently, and the sound of the hellhound just now seemed to still fill the corridor.
The courage to sacrifice is worthy of praise.
But wait, he never taught them to yell these weird things
To be honest, I feel a little ashamed, although I am also moved.
But Hades, who rushed out with his name shouted, seemed to know why Mortarion didn't allow the Death Guard to shout the battle cry.
This kind of thing, combined with what Alpha said before, if Mortarion didn't believe him, it would easily be treated as a usurpation of power, right
Could she be Ah Fa
Even if it was prayed by the Oil Man, Hades knew it was probably because of the Star God fragments, but why did the Cerberus dogs also start
Apart from teaching them how to drive and fight, Hades doesn't remember doing anything else
Hades' mind was full of question marks, but the war was urgent, so he had to ask the pharmacists to come first and then rush to the next battlefield.
Ordinary Death Guards are still too much of a challenge to deal with Lord Randan and these highly psychic creatures.
Well... I've been trying to find the rhythm. The pace was indeed slow in the beginning. I apologize and reflect on it. I may speed up next time. Of course, there may be more updates. If you don't like it, I'm very sorry. If you have any suggestions, please mention them here.
Next up—[Made In Heaven]!!!
I have a lot of homework to catch up on today, so there will be no second update.
(End of this chapter)