Chapter 112

Alvin was miserable.

E, if you don't manifest, you will lose a loyal subject. The K next door is shameless and can't afford to lose, actually throwing a "bomb"!

It's outrageous!

Who the hell throws a bomb at the beginning of a landlord game?

He was at most a "pair of threes," but the K opposite couldn't afford to lose and threw a "king bomb" directly. Is this reasonable?!

Your chosen one doesn't go to trouble the Astartes, doesn't go to the Imperial Guard, doesn't go to the E chosen one, but stares at him, this lower hive scavenger. Is there a bubble in his brain?

Isn't it just that last time, when I abused your blessed believer, I was a little bit mouthy and scolded a few "cowards"? Is it necessary to let the "chosen one" stare at him alone like a mad dog!

"Damn, if there is a chance in the future... puff, puff!" Alvin was full of resentment, chased by the "mad dog" behind him, out of breath, secretly complaining in his heart: "I must get a speaker for the Emperor!"

Isn't this purely bullying people?

"Commissar! Commissar!"

Alvin ran wildly, saw Commissar Gray, who was confused, from a distance, and shouted happily: "Quick, save me... I am Alvin, the company commander you personally promoted, for the sake of the Empire, pull your brother!"

"God Emperor above, am I dazzled?!"

Gray rubbed his eyes hard, for fear that he had seen it wrong, but when he saw the "creature" chasing Alvin clearly, his mouth was like a watermelon, and his pupils gradually shrank.

This thing... he is a bit familiar.

As for why he is familiar, that has to be mentioned when he was a member of the assault army at the Cadian Fortress. Such a big gap was torn, and this thing could be seen every day. How could he not be familiar?!

If this were Cadia, Gray wouldn't be surprised.

But he was just curious, Loser, this broken place, is just a remote star system, and there is a big rift next to it. Where did these monsters come from!

The next second.

This Commissar who commanded the Defense Force turned his head without hesitation and issued a roar mixed with a trace of despair in his tragic voice with an almost hoarse voice: "Artillery position, two hundred meters ahead... dense firepower coverage!!!"

Thanks to the Commissar's loud voice, Alvin, two hundred meters away, heard it clearly, and his whole person was confused.

Buddy, are you sure you didn't hear it wrong?

It's asking you to pull your brother, not to push your brother!

"Commissar, but..."

The soldiers next to him seemed a little confused. You know, two hundred meters ahead, there were their own personnel stationed. If there was dense firepower coverage, it might cause damage to their own personnel.

"Get out of here, fire for me quickly!!!"

Gray kicked the soldier over, glared at the signalman, and roared at the top of his lungs: "Did you hear that? Dense firepower coverage, don't stop without my order! Don't stop! Don't stop!"

Repeated the order three times.

On the battlefield, this means an extremely dangerous situation. No matter how incredible the order looks, it must be resolutely executed!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

After a moment of silence, the dome of the entire hive was echoing with piercing whistles. Alvin looked up and could see countless shells dragging scorching tail flames.

It was like the angry fire from the Emperor!

Sprinkled on the sky, falling towards their position like a pouring rainstorm!

Being able to see dense firepower coverage from this perspective, not to mention unprecedented, at least it is currently unique, especially as a member of the "friendly forces."

For a time, Alvin had countless profanities held in his heart.

If it weren't for the K chosen one chasing him like a mad dog and scolding "coward" behind his butt, he would have given the Commissar a hard shot!

But things have come to this, can't wait to die, right?

Alvin had a flash of inspiration and hurriedly called the navigator to travel to the alien world before the dense artillery fire fell.

Rumble!!!

Under Gray's forced requirement of firepower coverage at all costs, shells like raindrops fell one after another on that area!

The terrifying explosion instantly raised a mushroom cloud with a diameter of tens of meters above the ruins.

The rolling air wave was like substance, directly lifting the surrounding ruins and rubble tens of feet high. In the center of the smoke and dust like a curtain, the air temperature was ignited by artillery fire, reaching an astonishing tens of thousands of degrees!

Ten thousand guns roared, destroying the world!

The entire battlefield seemed to be shaking, and countless smoke and dust covered the firepower coverage area, and no one could be seen at all!

"Com... Commissar?"

The signalman seemed to be shocked.

After all, the previous artillery support was basically scattered in various battlefield areas. It was difficult to really see hundreds or thousands of shells falling in one area at the same time!

This scene... looks too shocking!

"Artillery asked... should we continue?" The signalman swallowed his saliva and felt sad for the person just now. This treatment... how many people can encounter it?

"Did I say stop?"

Gray glared at the signalman and turned to look at the battlefield with worry. If he could be given a melta... he wouldn't be so passive.

Thinking of this, he was angry. Damn upper hive nobles, a group of trash who are afraid of death, do they think they will be safe if they hide?

Once the heretics completely occupy the hive, no one can run away!

But scolding is scolding, a round of heavy artillery washing the ground, although a command talent was sacrificed, Gray thought it was very cost-effective. If he could trade for a "chosen one," it would be even more cost-effective!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Another round of heavy artillery washing the ground!

Re-enacting the earth-shaking scene, the hot explosion air wave rolled with smoke, ruins, and rubble, as if shells were wrapped and surged in all directions!

Many unlucky ones had their heads smashed by rubble.

So the question is... can the heavy artillery deployed by the Planetary Defense Force rely on numerical advantage to smash a "chosen one" blessed by K?

In terms of probability, it cannot be said that it does not exist.

But... it is almost equal to zero.

In the complex smoke screen, bloody fishy wind swept, and the visible violent air wave directly shredded the dust, revealing the armor covered with twisted flesh and hideous spikes, full of blasphemous chaos witchcraft!

Facts have proved... the artillery of the Planetary Defense Force simply cannot kill a "chosen one" blessed by Khorne!

Its whole body was entwined with thick blood-red light. Obviously, that was psychic power from the Warp, blocking the bombardment from the artillery fire for it!

"Coward!!!"

Looking at Alvin who had completely disappeared around, the Khorne "chosen one" let out an angry roar, pouring all his anger into that blood-red axe.

In an instant, thick blood light, like a rushing flood!

That is the "demon weapon" bestowed by Khorne!

Forged in the depths of the Warp, gathering countless blood and innocent souls, it erupted with earth-shattering destructive power with just one swing. The substantial psychic power split the earth, and its aftermath destroyed the entire defensive line!

However, just as it was about to continue moving forward, completely destroy this defensive line, and lead its followers to break through in one go and capture the middle hive, the "chosen one" stopped in place for a long time for some reason, and finally scanned the surroundings fiercely.

Confirming that Alvin's trail could not be found, it dragged the terrifying demon giant axe and turned to leave slowly.

And the crazy heretical believers inexplicably paused their offensive at the same time and retreated back to the lower hive like a tide.

"Is it over?"

Gray was a little confused. He didn't understand why the heretics would suddenly retreat, and why the demon "chosen one" gave up killing into the position. Everything seemed to be full of mysteries.

Just then...

He suddenly discovered that in a ruin, the kid who was bombarded by heavy artillery just now had miraculously survived!

No... are you also a "chosen one"?!