Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 126 The Chase with Time

How long can it last for six breaths?

With the powerful lung function of the Astartes, it will probably take more than 50 seconds.

Just as Augustine reached the sixth breath down the corridor, the opportunity he had been waiting for appeared:

In the warhead guidance department of the virus bomb, the mechanical slaves made mistakes in the routine mechanical decryption procedure.

The huge engineering pliers fell to the floor due to a wrong operation. In addition to the two slave laborers who were crushed to death on the spot, there was also a technician whose upper body was exposed and moaned.

The eyes of the two Astartes warriors were drawn to the loud sound, and the wailing and cries for help of the casualties made them gloat and laugh out loud.

"The opportunity is now!"

Augustine's hands tightly held the cold steel support under the corridor, pulling his body upwards.

Under his terrifying strength, the tall body leaps forward at a speed that violates the common sense of human gravity.

The reason for choosing this as the climbing fulcrum is that its material does not have any elasticity, so there will be no low-frequency resonance sound that will be transmitted to the ears of the enemies above.

Among the many supports in the corridor, this is a rigid structure with an extremely rare proportion, and it needs to be carefully found.

In 5 seconds, Augustine had already reached the edge of the corridor, and the screams below had just reached their climax.

In 8 seconds, Augustine turned around and found the blind spots of the two Astartes, and launched a silent charge.

In 14 seconds, Augustine, who only wore soft carapace inner boots on his feet, crossed a distance of 180 meters and reached the vicinity of the two Astartes. At this time, his position was less than 20 meters away from them.

In 16 seconds, the malicious fighters who finally noticed the strangeness tried to turn around, but Augustine, who was already close to him, didn't give them any chance.

Taking advantage of the situation, the monomolecular dagger was drawn from the waist of No.1 Astartes, and in the next moment, it pierced into the neck of No.2 Astartes along the gap of the armor.

The other hand that was free did not forget to push the owner of the dagger, and the sudden force on the shoulder made his supposedly nimble turning around turn into a funny stagger.

When pulling the dagger from the victim's neck, Augustine did not forget to twist it, and the air that rushed into the lungs and heart instantly made the victim die thoroughly.

And until now, the owner of the dagger that killed his comrade had just stabilized his figure.

Augustine once again bullied him, and the arched and protruding knee once again destroyed the opponent's balance, and the hand that embraced the opponent's shoulder was as gentle as stroking his own bride.

But the other hand holding the dagger sent death into the opponent's heart with a silent cruelty.

Within 2 seconds of the rabbit rising and falling, a unilateral murder came to an end.

Someone in the battle group once said that Augustine's combat style is very similar to those of the Raven Guard who were active in the 31K era.

Elegance and night have always been his favorite combat labels, it was so before, and it is still the same now.

It has been said more than once that he is a very different style from the Chapter, but he doesn't want to change.He is proud of it, and it marks the difference between him and other company champions.

20 seconds is exactly the cycle of two breaths, which is also in line with his usual level.Augustine, who had calmed down, looked down at the ignorant mortals with satisfaction.

The night is still long, he and they have plenty of time.

The battle of the Gray Knights is still going on, and the two teams located in the engine and weapon arrays also show a completely different combat style under the increase of group will.

Different from Augustine’s silence and elegance, the Holy Shield Terminator power armor equipped by all members of the Gray Knights illustrates another possibility of silence—when you are strong enough, silence can also be violent.

March silently, break doors silently, deploy formation silently, pour firepower on the enemy silently.

The malicious warriors felt that they were not facing a group of Astartes, and all the actions of the other party were carried out in silence.

No communication, no battle cry, no order.

There are only accurate and ruthless siren-shaped armor-piercing explosive shells fired head-on, and the Nemesis weapon that makes ordinary power armor as useless as paper.

Melee combat is not good, the strength of these Gray Knights is definitely not something that ordinary Astartes can resist under the boost of the Terminator.

After their life-threatening attacks were lightly resisted by the Terminator, they received a ruthless and fatal blow from the opponent.

Regardless of the severity of the injury, as long as there is a wound, a psionic weapon can instantly destroy the soul of the victim.

They were not good at long range, and their weapon parameters were well known by the opponent. The handover and rotation of firepower barely lasted for two rounds, and they broke down under the deliberate suppression of the opponent's fearlessness.

There is no chance of winning against each other, and the super high defense of the Terminator Armor made the gray knights not afraid of facing each other.

The firepower of the double-mounted storm bolt guns is not something that their ordinary models can resist.

What's more, with the precise cooperation, the gray knights who rotate positions have not even overloaded the spiritual shields on their shoulders.

And the power of the Kraken-type armor-piercing explosive bombs is even more unbearable for malicious fighters.

Except for the shoulder armor, which can barely withstand two shots because of the double-layer chimeric structure, the other parts are broken at the touch of a touch.Those who have died have already explained all this with the hideous cuts on their bodies.

This is a massacre, a massacre that has been planned for a long time!

Except for deliberate attacks, who would use such an expensive but single-purpose armor-piercing projectile in a normal battle;

Apart from deliberate planning, who would know them so well, even counting the dead angle of the shoulder armor turning around.

For a moment, the malicious warriors thought they were meeting the Custodians hiding in the Throne Court.

Only they would spend years training and preparing for battle using the Astartes as their imaginary enemy.

The fact is not far from it. The gray knight they are facing, in terms of blood, it is really hard to say who is closer.

The malicious fighters shouted this fact that was only discovered until now, and the shouts and roars in the channel came and went, making Uttas, who was rushing to the bridge, stunned.

"What's going on here? Who's attacking me? Who am I resisting?"

From jumping gang strikes to the first gunshot, from confrontation to charge and melee.The collapse of the malicious fighters happened in just a dozen seconds.

Of course, Utas is the same here. From the first "enemy attack" from the veteran warning on the porthole, to the news that the bridge guard lost contact, the engine room fell, and the weapons array room suffered heavy casualties. Within ten seconds.

Among them, he didn't even have time to hear a "Grey Knight" that marked the other party's identity, a word with only three syllables in these two Gothic languages. (Forget Gothic as English, I'm really too lazy to round up for GW. 2333)

Of course, this is not to say that the Malicious Warrior Chapter, as a standard Codex Astartes Chapter, is really so weak.

It can only be said that when an opponent who is equal to or stronger than you has the opportunity to deliberately strike you, the damage it brings is pain that you are absolutely unwilling to bear.

In less than a minute, on the data terminal of the Terminator power armor Uttas was wearing, more than half of the malicious fighter units scattered throughout the ship had fallen into a dim gray.

Uttas knew exactly what this meant.

His blood pressure was racing against the pump of both hearts, and the corners of his eyes were cracking with anger at the casualties these grays represented.

"How to do how to do!"

His chest gave out a deep echo in the violent panting, and he needed to come up with a plan in the shortest possible time to save his company that was about to be exhausted!
In fact, the best solution is to escape.It's not about honor, it's about the best qualities you can have as a calm warrior and leader.

After all, when you are obviously caught in the enemy's trap, how to stop the loss is the top priority for him as the company commander when there is no mission requirement.

He could have run to the flight deck right now, whichever he wanted.As long as he can find an assault boat, there will be a bright future for him to pay his revenge.

But he couldn't, at least not here.

The attack he led on the ground of Feldman 4 left him nowhere to go in such a vast territory of the empire. (Whether Deathwatch accepts renegade fighters, I really don't know. But he definitely doesn't want to go.)
As long as he dared to escape today, the Inquisition, which was eager to find the "blame-blaming person", would naturally label him a "renegade".Then it was to exhaust the strength of the court, chasing and resisting from the ends of the earth, until the last breath of his life.

He can be tyrannical, he can be despicable; he can commit himself to the Inquisition in humiliation, or he can die in battle with honor.

But the only thing he couldn't accept was the banner of the company he had taken over from his predecessors, so he was marked as rebellious and trampled underfoot by other compatriots.

"There must be a way, there must be a way..."

He strode forward aimlessly, and the details of the entire battle flowed in his mind at high speed.

"Judge! Yes! It's him!"

The massive secretion of adrenaline finally gave the soldier a chance to survive. He understood that the worst ending of everything right now was just the end of the punishment of him and the judge.

As long as the judge is still there, in order to shut him up and maintain the dignity of the trial court, someone will protect the basic justice of this operation.

And under this, the reputation of his battle group was naturally preserved.

There is a high probability that Yutas will be secretly executed in an unknown corner, but the seeds of the company's survival have been preserved anyway.

Moreover, after this battle, the common destiny of this company and the Inquisition Chamber has also withstood a test.

Maybe the Inquisition doesn't trust them completely anymore, but who cares?
At any rate, after most of them were damaged, they were rebuild by the Tribunal, so they can barely be regarded as half of their own people...

That's all I can think of, there are not many opportunities left for Uttas.

"Keep him! Be sure to save his life!"

Uttas, who had made up his mind, quickened his pace and rushed towards the bridge that was not far away.

Youtas, who had already predicted his own fate and was determined to die, was running in great strides while muttering in his mouth:

"Erlanti, you must live until I come!"

　Can't sleep, one watch, ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)