"Report to the ground command center! We have occupied the position, no survivors are found, and there are no corpses. The dark creatures' defensive power is not very strong. We have killed thirty-three werewolfs, fifty-one dark knights, and more than two hundred high-level dark warriors. That's it."

While Su Hao was speaking, he replied to the battle report to the command center, bent down, picked up a piece of power armor fragment from the ground, and compared the armor on his arm.

It was a piece of white armor fragment, only the size of a palm. From the appearance, it should be the part of the left chest of the armor, with an arrow unique to the dark creatures inserted in the middle. This arrow is made of special metal and has extremely strong armor-piercing ability. Of course, the most important thing is that during the creation of the arrow, a trace hormone in the dark creature was added. This special casting technology is widely used in various weapons in the dark world, and it is also the basis for them to deal with the human army.

...

Corporal Chinook stuffed the last piece of high-heat cookie into his mouth, and while chewing, he asked vaguely to the Sergeant Kusclat sitting next to him: "Sir, how long will we stay here?"

Kuskrat smiled bitterly on his dusty face.

He also wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible and return to his original troops as soon as possible. Since he finally escaped from the palm of the dark creature four days ago, three surviving legion warriors, a mechanical priest, and two ape men have been hiding in a broken barge found by the lake. The ship is too worn, and God knows what it is for? But no matter what, the rags and old wooden boards on the surface of the hull have become the best cover to cover up the survivors. The barge has been attacked before, leaving only the broken wreckage. But it still maintains its most basic floating ability, moving slowly downstream along the drainage channel of the artificial lake.

Kusclat knew very well that the direction was exactly the opposite of the command center of his legion, and he went further and further. However, the personnel carrier had already sunk to the bottom of the lake, and could not find any machinery to transport, and the shore could be in danger at any time. Kusclat had to let everyone live on the barge for a while. However, this decision seemed to be a blessing now. In the past few days, they saw countless dark troops on the shore and drove to the front line. If he had left the barge and walked from land at that time, he would probably not even have any residue left. Thanks to his disguised as wreckage and drifting on the river, the dark creatures did not notice this, and never thought that there would be living people on this rotten ship.

"When we reach a place without enemies, we will go ashore immediately."

Kuscrat thought for a moment and announced: "After getting ashore, everyone should be ready for battle at any time. This place is full of dark cubs, and the chances of our dangers are far greater than when we meet our own people."

That's what everyone said, but everyone, including the Ape Man, knew very well that if they accidentally encountered the Dark Legion, they would probably never get the kind of luck they had last time again.

There are too few people on my side, and there is not much ammunition left.

Two more days passed, and the last few biscuits were left in the food in the military backpack. Fortunately, since noon yesterday, there were no traces of dark creatures on the shore. This place seemed to be far away from the combat area and was not within the sphere of influence of dark creatures.

Due to his injuries, Corporal Chinook kept paying attention to the situation on the shore through the wooden boards and rags on the barge. Suddenly, he reached out and pulled the arm of the Sergeant Kuskrat and whispered: "Sir, look at that place. It seems that there has just been a battle here, and there has been a fire on both sides."

Yes, there were smoke coming from several places on the shore, and various corpses were everywhere, and there was a disgusting smell in the air. It was just that the barge was too far from the shore, so it was difficult for the naked eye to see the specific situation. However, the flames and thick smoke were obvious.

Kusclat picked up the tactical telescope in confusion and said to himself: "It's really strange. This place should not be within the normal combat range. When the team leader explained the mission, I looked at the electronic map. There were no people in this area, nor were they the resource areas that were mainly controlled. Why would there be..."

As he said that, Kuskrat suddenly froze.

Through the telescope, he saw the wreckage of a strange-shaped chariot. On the side of the car, there was a black emblem of an octagonal star.

That is a special mark of the Chaos Legion.

The Chaos Legion is a special title for the rebels of the human empire.

Every Gene Primarch of the Emperor is an excellent legion commander. They are the emperor's most loyal servants and the best warriors in commanding each legion. They have experienced countless wars, explored, and conquered space fields, making the empire a foundation for strength and expansion. The foundation that constitutes the legion is the legion commander, that is, the warriors transformed by the Gene Primarch. Every Gene Primarch from the emperor's pure blood has grown into a superhuman existence. However, like ordinary people, they cannot transcend suspicion, resentment and vanity.

Chaos is the general term for creatures in the space field by the Holy See. When they were unknown, they slowly corroded the commander of the "Son of the Emperor" and made him the first and most powerful infected person. This infection is not a change on the surface of the body, but comes from the heart and spirit. Even the infected person himself did not discover that he was gradually falling into darkness. It was not until the day when it really broke out that people suddenly realized that things began to become clearer, and rebellion was more serious than anyone could have expected.

This is no longer because of the pollution of a few people, or the corrosion of several combat teams. There are as many as several rebel legions, and even the powerful "Titan" legion raised the rebellious flag high because it desecrated the emperor. It was from that time that all infected legions were collectively called the "Chaos Legion".

Private Anfour came over and asked, "How could they appear here for these dirty and dirty things?"

Kuskrat did not put down the telescope in his hand and said lightly: "The Chaos Legion is born to be incompatible with the Dark World. Dark creatures don't seem to welcome these things very much. However, judging from the current situation, the Dark creatures seem to beat the Chaos Legion up. This is a good thing for us."

Corporal Chinook interjected: "It seems that the ones who were defeated should be the dark creatures? They are just numerous and have poor combat power. Especially when there is no leader of the high-ranking nobles, the dark creatures have almost never won."

“This is not necessarily.”

Sergeant Chief Kusclat shook his head slowly. He vaguely felt that the Chaos Legion did not seem as simple as taking advantage of the chaos to make some sacrifices dedicated to the evil gods. Although every time they appeared, they were accompanied by death and cleaning. Kusclat tried hard to distinguish the legion marks on the wreckage, but it was very vague and unclear.

There are burning chariots, which means that the defeated side should be the Chaos Army? But things may also be the other way around. After all, no one witnessed the actual battle with his own eyes.

Private Anfour said: "The Chaos Legion may have been busy rushing to the road and was suddenly attacked by dark creatures. It may also be that the number of the other party is too large, just like we did a few days ago."

The telescope moved slowly, and suddenly, Kusclat was stunned.

"What's wrong with you?" Corporal Chinook felt the changes in the sergeant's chief.

Kuskrat slowly lowered his telescope and raised his hand to point to the wreckage of the chariot in the distance: "Look at that mark, it's... they, the son of the crummy."

The Son of Thousands, the cunning demons in the Chaos Legion who have always been known for their strict planning and tricks, will be defeated by a surprise attack by the dark creature? I am afraid that only a brainless fool will believe this kind of thing.

The barge was surprisingly quiet, and everyone remained silent. In this place where blood had just been fought and filled with blood, such blood seemed particularly terrifying.

"Quick! Everyone should hide, cover themselves with the canvas on the boat, and lie down and don't move."

Sergeant Chief Kuskrat gave a low and rapid order. He didn't know why this thought suddenly appeared in his mind? But he believed in his intuition and would better take everyone to keep the status quo and drift quietly through this area.

More than ten minutes later, the barge wreckage floated across the curved part of the river.

Just as the bow of the boat passed the obstacle in front, Kuskrat felt his body tremble.

He saw them.

Dirt, evil, horror... No matter what kind of terrible words, they cannot describe the scene on the shore.

A large number of Chaos Warriors gathered on the bank of the river on the side. In the middle of the dense crowd, a building with a strange appearance is gradually growing.

Yes, it is growing up. Just like babies grow into teenagers and young people become adults.

This is also a rule in the space domain, a way for energy to be converted. In the process of fighting with Chaos Legion and Space creatures, the Holy See discovered that space creatures often build certain buildings in the fixed space domain in advance, and then use them as the core to transfer space in the form of energy. Just like a car, transferring from point A to point B, consumes only gasoline, but the vehicle itself does not cause any loss. The use of the device is similar to a space converter, the difference is that only the polluted Chaos Warrior, that is, the original Legion Warrior, can use this evil mutant energy.

There are as many as tens of thousands of corpses of dark creatures like hills on the river bank. These dead bodies are sent into the building continuously. Every time one enters, the size of the building will increase slightly. This is also a kind of energy use. Whether humans or dark creatures, the body is composed of energy. The Chaos Legion is good at converting energy, and they call this method of converting the dead bodies "blood sacrifice". Of course, from the perspective of outsiders, blood sacrifice is terrifying, and it is no exaggeration to use deceased conscience. But if it is simply in terms of energy use, it is extremely ordinary, which is equivalent to adding firewood to the stove to make the flames burn more vigorously.

Kuskrat almost smelled the stench of the rotting flesh and blood. He saw twisted black smoke coming out from the top of the building. On the other side of the river was a strange group of black pillars rising and falling constantly. A group of cultists with the equivalent of the Imperial mechanical slave labor were busy among these pillars. Accompanied by the huge roar of machinery, a bridge that could not be seen directly was taking shape.

The barge had no power and was floating entirely on the current of water. Kuskrat found that they were being pushed by the current of water, getting closer and closer to the Demon Bridge in the distance.

Once in contact, it means you have a high chance of being infected.

"Cinuk, grab the rudder of the stern, and turn right and lean towards the shore." The distance was too close, Kuskrat lowered his body and said in a voice that he could hardly hear.

Corporal Chinook's face was full of fear. He reached out to grab the rudder as the sergeant said. The wreckage of the barge began to slowly turn to the right, and the turbulent water flowed towards the hull, continuing to approach the bridge in the distance and the river bank.

The enemy is so close. It feels like you are lurking deep in the grass, wandering with dozens of hungry lions. The reason they have not discovered your existence is simply that the wind is wrong and the smell of sweat from your body is blown into the lion's nostrils. But this kind of luck cannot be maintained forever. You can only pray in the silence of fear, unable to speak, and have no knife or gun in your hand.

Cusclat pursed his lips tightly, and he heard his saliva slipping down his throat, making a sound in his body. Although high-heat biscuits can supplement nutrition, they cannot satisfy their physiological hunger. Cusclat suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten seriously for several days. Fried chicken nuggets, butter peas, chicken, mushrooms and mashed potatoes... Hell, when is this now? Why do I think of this in my mind? Could it be that my mind has become the same as those dark creatures and the evil members of the Chaos Legion? But then again, fear may be the catalytic medicine for hunger. Otherwise, it is really impossible to explain why this dangerous situation makes me so appetizing?

The bridge in the distance was getting closer and closer, and everyone lying in the cabin saw the huge bridge pier wrapped in energy. Obviously, it was definitely not a happy thing to hit the wreckage of this barge. Although I don’t know what the result will be, Kusclat definitely doesn’t want to try it.

He continued in a low voice: "Cinuk, push the rudder a little bigger and stay away from that damn bridge."

Chinook is closest to the rudder. Although his fear is no less than that of Kusclat, he must obey the command of the sergeant. This is not only because he is a soldier himself, but more because everyone is on the same boat.

The barge swayed slowly towards the shore. If someone had been paying attention to the wreckage of the barge, he would have found that the trajectory of the wreckage was very strange, not simply moving under the thrust of the water. In any case, it was no longer like a wreckage floating downstream from the upstream. But for the survivors lurking in the ship, there was no longer so much. Kusclat and his soldiers were all so arrogant that they dared not come out. Private Anfour was even praying with a very low voice.

The bridge piers are less than fifty meters away.

Kusclat felt unprecedented tension, and all the blood seemed to be concentrated on his head. He clamped the penis tightly, and the thick joints highlighted from under his skin. The chief sergeant stared at the group of working cultists on the shore. The distance was so close that it was the first time that Kusclat observed them from this distance. The snorkel on the back of the cultists walked around his neck and inserted it into the chest in front. Like the mechanical slave workers, they were all workers transformed by biotechnology. Through the large amount of consciousness and technology infused by machinery, they became the best super technicians in the world. However, unlike the mechanical slave workers in the human empire, cultists were equipped with weak paralysis lasers as weapons. When attacked, they could also use the engineering machinery in their hands to temporarily act as weapons. The mechanical slave workers did not have such a sense of resistance. Even if they died, they would not resist at all.

Life has always been a multiple-choice question in a dilemma.

Just like now, the sergeant chief Kusclat hated these traitors among humans very much. However, at this moment he was extremely eager to get closer to the cultists. Because only in this way can he stay away from the piers on the river. The barge is too old and once it collides into it, it will be divided immediately. At that time, even if he wants to fight back, the people who fall in the water will not be able to make corresponding actions.

Two Chaos Warriors who were guarding the cult work walked towards the river bank. The armor styles on their bodies were different from those of the Legion Warriors. They were all black and had no helmets. The skin on their faces was pale, and the cheeks were covered with potholes, which looked like smallpox patients after recovery. This was the most obvious difference between Chaos Warriors and normal humans. They were both infected, and from their bodies to their souls, they already belonged to demons and no longer belonged to the emperor.

Both Chaos Warriors were watching the wreckage of the barge in the river, watching the rather weird floating material flowing towards them. Kuscrat did not dare to show his energy, but just prayed silently that the two mutant bastards had read it wrong, and then quickly turned their terrifying glasses to another place. However, Kuscrat was finally disappointed.

In addition to these two Chaos warriors, some other people on the river bank have noticed the unusual wreckage of drifting traces. The barge is very close to the river bank, and a Chaos warrior hesitated to half-pick up the gun. It can be seen that he is not sure whether his judgment is correct? But at this time, it should be a good choice to fire a few bullets at the suspicious target.

At this moment, Kuskrat felt his body tremble suddenly forward. The bottom of the ship hit the river bank and ran aground.
Chapter completed!