The Emperor’s Angel of Death

As a veteran of the Salamanders, Gonzalo has fought against Chaos heretics many times before entering Deathwatch, and he does not lack relevant combat experience.

The only difference is that the enemy is not a pure Chaos warband, but a group of distorted and cruel perverted murderers and sadists split from the old Eighth Legion. What's more frightening is that they are led by a demon prince.

But the blood feud must be paid. Vasco Gore's crime of massacring an entire Watch Fortress is absolutely intolerable. Even if they have to pay a heavy price, they must annihilate him!

For this reason, Gonzalo made a rigorous plan, and the failed ambush before was just an illusion, because they had already figured out the law of action of this demon.

The seventeen worlds he attacked were all agricultural worlds or hives with strong food production and processing capabilities. Obviously, the purpose of doing so was to disrupt the rear of the expeditionary force, causing food shortages and even famine. After all, the food in the maelstrom was only basic. Self-sufficient, but the balance line is very fragile. Even if the total production is only reduced by 2%, many people may starve to death. As for importing from outside, it will take some time.

During the period when Vasco Gore launched the attack, the benchmark price of grain trade in the Maelstrom area had doubled. If it weren't for the fact that Soshyan had taken some coercive measures beforehand, it might have been far more than that.

Whether it's for the expedition or for blood feud, Gonzalo is determined to kill this beast.

"If there is someone to bear the blood, let me do it."

Gonzalo glanced at the team members, already expressing his attitude, and then looked at the sky, he had already tasted the violence that was permeating the air.

In the dark sky, the roar of predators rumbles.

But after the sound, nothing fell, but the cities of the planet were in chaos. Peasants huddled in their homes and manors, or gathered in churches with torches, while the sirens kept ringing in the cities, and the streets were empty, only panicked guards Stand behind makeshift barricades and barricades with crude weapons.

It seems that everything just now was just a temptation.

"Those cunning **** must be guessing whether there is an ambush."

Duntaye spat on the ground, growling impatiently in his throat.

"And we're using the people of the Empire as bait."

He glanced at Gonzalo, the salamander, and found that the other party was motionless. Obviously, this man who came to Deathwatch was not entirely due to responsibility, and there was obviously some incompatibility between him and his battle group.

Within a few minutes, an even harsher whistling sound suddenly came from the sky, and several flash points appeared at the same time.

Dontaye's eyes widened, and the light gray pupils shrank rapidly.

"coming!"

Gonzalo also issued instructions to the distance at this time.

"Wait until the opponent drops to 2,000 meters before shooting."

Several Hydra anti-aircraft guns slowly drove out from the hidden corner of the capital of Khasatus, Happy City, and then the anti-aircraft guns aimed at the sky, and the machine soul began to measure the shooting parameters, and the missiles on both sides of the anti-aircraft vehicle also pointed diagonally at the sky.

For this ambush, they borrowed professional anti-aircraft weapons from the Astra Militarum.

Five minutes later, when the first drop pod came into range, the Hydra anti-aircraft gun let out its characteristic hissing roar.

Dense lines of fire sprinkled into the sky, and after calculations, they accurately covered the trajectory of the airdrop pod with firepower, and at the same time one plasma missile after another was launched.

Three seconds after the first drop pod exploded in the air, the second also exploded into pieces in the air, followed by the third.

"It's too simple."

Duntaye looked at the small fireballs falling from the sky, feeling a little puzzled.

"Is that how they're done?"

In the next second, a huge fireball rose from the city, and a Hydra anti-aircraft gun was smashed into ruins by the low-flying Thunderhawk.

"No! They found it! Those airdrop pods are bait! There is no one in them!"

In fact, Gonzalo was also very surprised that the Thunderhawk entered the planet so quietly, and then he realized that they might have been exposed long ago. Now all the Hydra anti-aircraft guns were quickly destroyed by the Thunderhawk because of the exposed position, leaving only one Only by crashing through the walls of the houses on the side and hiding in can they avoid being destroyed.

At the same time, with the fire burning in the city, the real disaster star began to descend in the midnight sky.

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A violent shudder shook the assault pod, and Alvarez realized they had entered the atmosphere, and then all the raptors released their restraints themselves, their highly mutated bodies no longer needed such assistance.

They crouched like a group of beasts or climbed on the bulkhead, like distorted statues in the darkness, silently waiting for the night to fall.

Suddenly, a clanging metal crash echoed through the assault pod, and the hatch swung open.

In an instant, the dark cabin became the center of the storm. The strong wind of more than ten levels might blow ordinary people over, but for the raptors, it was just a breeze.

They began to rush towards the hatch, and the jet packs that had been fused with the armor and body began to roar, crawling on the ground and running quickly with their clawed front and rear limbs, as if they were birds with limbs.

"roll!"

With a muffled sound, Kessler roughly shoved an arrogant brother aside and took the spearhead because the first jump was his right!

But before jumping off, he made a strange circle around Alvarez, huge bony claws popped out of his glove, and then turned and jumped down with a strange laugh, his immediate backpack A growl more terrible than his laughter uttered.

Alvarez was very surprised, and then heard a lot of growls in the throat, something was wrong...

Suddenly he became aware that his brothers were watching him expectantly, their claws grinding, their heads tilted to the side, their scarlet eyepieces gleaming with dangerous lust.

Did they think he was afraid of jumping?

It stands to reason that he is not a bird of prey, and there is no need to play this kind of tricks, just follow the assault boat to the ground.

But the current atmosphere made him feel dangerous. The raptors regarded him as a different kind. If they could smell his weakness, then he would be the first prey to be torn apart.

Immediately, Alvarez broke free from the harness and rushed, following Kessler's footsteps, throwing himself into the storm.

He is very clear that in this warband, once they are regarded as weak, death will follow. Eliminating the weak is the unified "culture" of almost all midnight lord warbands.

Soon, Alvarez was caught in the vortex of the wind, and then he opened his arms and let out a howl.

In embracing the wind, he tasted the only peace he knew.

Now no rancid witchcraft, no mutated brothers, just himself—

At this time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a strange idea came to his mind.

If he can't change, can he try to escape, to find the real goal, to find a group of like-minded brothers who follow the teachings of the Primarch?

Although he knew it was delusional, and the claws in the shadows would not allow any betrayal to happen, but once the idea came up, it took root in his mind like a vine.

"well"

With a sigh, realizing he had descended enough, Alvarez reluctantly ignited his jetpack, ending his brief moment of peace.

With the roar of the jetpack, Alvarez folded his arms and swooped down like a knife, heading straight for the burning city. According to the plan, he will take over and destroy the city's energy system, and then the real darkness will cover these weaklings. the imperial people.

And his mutant brethren would hunt the real game—

Those self righteous Deathwatch.

(end of this chapter)