Chapter 505: Two-legged Sheep in Green Armor (1)

Inside the Fourth Defense Zone transport aircraft.

"We must be careful with our landing site; spread out and devour the aliens in one bite! Furthermore, when eliminating the aliens, take care not to mistakenly harm the survivors. Our primary task is to rescue the survivors; only after the conditions for rescuing the survivors are met should we deal with the aliens."

Huokan, inside the transport aircraft, used the communication channel to explain the tactical arrangements for the coming moments.

After arranging the tasks for his squad members, Huokan looked at Taigehe'er, who was sitting beside him.

"I know. I will not use large-scale psionic spells to attack the aliens unless I am certain there are no human survivors there.

Don't look at me like that; I am also an Angel loyal to the Emperor, and I will not go against the Emperor's will.

Since Lord Vulkan's order is for me to assist you in carrying out the rescue mission, I will certainly not take any excessive actions."

Taigehe'er felt Huokan's gaze upon him and shrugged helplessly, then spoke.

Seeing the other party say exactly what he was about to say, Huokan could only reply briefly.

"For the Emperor."

"Mm, for the Emperor."

As the two transport aircraft arrived above the designated location, the pilot spoke to the Salamanders warriors in the cabin over the broadcast.

"Respected Astartes, we have arrived at the designated area and are opening the transport aircraft cabin doors."

As the broadcast ended, the transport aircraft cabin doors were slowly opening, and powerful air currents blew into the cabin.

Seeing this, Huokan slowly stood up from his seat, walked to the transport aircraft cabin door, looked at the firelight ignited by the aliens below, and spoke in a steady tone over the communication channel.

"According to the previously established plan, begin landing!"

After a pause, a low roar followed Huokan's leap. "Into the fires of battle, unto the Anvil of War!"

The other Salamanders warriors also roared lowly.

"Into the fires of battle, unto the Anvil of War!"

Huokan's Ceramite Battle Boots crushed the concrete ground; before the flying debris could land, the roar of the Bolter had already torn through the silence of the night.

Huokan's precise point-fire blew the head off a Beast Race warrior thirty meters away; before that Beast Race warrior could react, its entire skull had been blown apart, red and white matter splashing everywhere, and the green headless corpse was sent flying by the inertia.

Huokan did not stop and was advancing into the Beast Race Buluo according to the previous plan. Just then, a silver-white figure descended from the sky, smashing a Beast Race Zhenchata to pieces, including the Beast Race Sentinel on top of it.

"This is Ignar; the area is cleared. Found some human survivors, requesting Taigehe'er to perform psionic blocking!"

Ignar's report came through the communicator in Huokan's MK2 Helmet.

After receiving the message, Huokan said to Taigehe'er, who had just walked out of the ruins of the Zhenchata.

"Human survivors have been found; the coordinates have been synchronized to you."

Taigehe'er lifted the Heavenly Punishment Demon-Cleaving Halberd from the ruins and nodded with his angular helmet.

"Understood, I will go now to pur... block the Alien Mark controlling them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Taigehe'er carried the Heavenly Punishment Demon-Cleaving Halberd and ran in a straight line toward the location Huokan had sent him. Along the way, he encountered many Beast Race warriors firing at him, but they were all blocked by Taigehe'er's Psionic Barrier.

The Beast Race warriors closer to Taigehe'er only felt the human in silver-white Armor flash before their eyes, and their perspective began to spin until their heads hit the ground.

Seeing Taigehe'er's situation, Huokan also charged into the Beast Race Buluo camp with his Bolter, the Bolter precisely Harvesting the Beast Race warriors firing at Taigehe'er.

On Ignar's side, after sending the location to Huokan, Ignar handed the task of connecting with the survivors to Taigehe'er over to the Salamanders warrior who had just joined him.

"After Taigehe'er arrives, keep an eye on him. Once he blocks the Alien Mark on the survivors, you take the survivors to the designated extraction point first."

This Salamanders warrior, holding a Chainsword, looked at the survivors who had been tortured beyond recognition and said in a low tone.

"Understood."

Ignar held his Chainsword and continued deeper into the Beast Race Buluo camp. Suddenly, a Beast Race warrior holding a Rune Battle Axe emerged from the shadows, roaring as he hacked at Ignar's head.

Ignar was not surprised by this sudden attack from the Beast Race warrior; his pace did not even change.

The roar of the Chainsword severed the Beast Race warrior's arms, and with an elbow strike from Ignar, the Beast Race warrior's skull was deformed, and the corpse on the ground twitched incessantly.

Ignar did not pay attention to the dead Alien on the ground; nothing could make him stop, unless it was the human survivors imprisoned by the Aliens.

Ignar saw a dozen Aliens not far away, constantly roaring something and firing with the large guns in their hands.

The next second, a tongue of scorching fire engulfed them, and a Salamanders warrior holding a Composite Flamethrower walked out from beside the flames.

"Ignar? Did you find any survivors on your side?"

Ignar nodded and replied.

"Yes, I have already sent the location to Huokan. Charon, what about you?"

"Yes, but they have already become corpses. These damned Aliens!"

Charon's Ceramite Battle Boots stepped on the corpse of a Beast Race warrior that had been burned to charcoal, producing a crisp sound of shattering bones.

Amidst the white-hot pillars of fire rising into the sky, the coughing of human survivors could be vaguely heard.

Charon and Ignar looked at each other and followed the direction of the sound, seeing two shivering human survivors huddled together in a Beast Race tent.

"Huokan, this is Charon, human survivors found! Coordinates sent."

"Understood."

On the other side, after hearing the gunfire from outside the Buluo camp, Geliumeng, whose anger had nowhere to vent, finally found an outlet.

He raised the Biting Battle Axe in his hand and roared.

"Those Two-legged Sheep actually dare to attack my Buluo! Little ones, grab your weapons!"

The Beast Race warriors by the bonfire picked up their weapons one after another, letting out high-pitched roars.

Just as Geliumeng was gathering the Beast Race warriors in the Buluo, he heard a roar from afar.

"For the Emperor! For the Lord of Fire Dragons!"

Geliumeng looked toward the source of the sound and saw a tall human in green Armor raising the Composite Flamethrower in his hand.

The flamethrower sprayed scorching flames, and more than 20 Beast Race warriors instantly turned into screaming torches.

Seeing this scene, Geliumeng's war intuition was screaming in warning.

He grabbed the large gun leaning against the stone throne, only to find the barrel covered in the filth he had previously vomited.

"Damn Two-legged Sheep! You've dirtied my great spear!"

Geliumeng shook some of the vomit off his great spear, his eyes filled with rage.