Chapter 248 Beheading
"The Dreadnought Battlegroup, which was established during the first founding of the Empire, is one of the first start-up battlegroups of the Empire. It was born out of the Jedi Lion Legion of the Empire. The Dreadnought Battlegroup perfectly inherited the fighting style and legion culture of the Jedi Lion Legion. They think that they are a proud lion, and it is impossible to have such a weak emotion of fear, so their battle group is named the Dreadnought Battle Group, which symbolizes fearless courage. The fearless battle group performed extremely well on the battlefield. Brave, daring to fight and kill, they often stand at the forefront of the charge line, using their own powerful combat power to open up new fighters for the frontline troops and break through the enemy's defense line. The blue lion head is the symbol of their shoulder armor, and the silver-white one Power armor coatings are their emblem."

———— "Imperial Warband Archives"

"Senior!! You damn bastard!!!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU DAMN!!!"

"I'm going to kill you alive!!!"

When the one-armed dreadnought mech was torn apart by the monster, it seemed that the surrounding time stood still, and everyone couldn't help but stop, staring blankly at the dismantled mess that was even bleeding. Dreadnought Mecha.

The surrounding rebels and hidden aliens wanted to take advantage of this time to attack, but due to their master's breath and instructions, they could not offend their master without their own hands.

"The old man saw the holy Primarch with his own eyes back then, and the old man was also an old soldier who fought with the Primarch..."

"The biggest wish of this old man in this life is to see the true face of the Emperor. I have been fighting for seven or eighty years, and I have never seen the Emperor, and even the portrait of the Emperor has only been seen dozens of times."

"Is this how you idiots hold your swords? And the angle and strength of the slash, an experienced fighter can knock you over in two strokes, just like the old man!"

The voice of the senior in the dreadnought still echoed in everyone's ears.

The predecessor of this Dreadnought Mecha is very old, and has been fighting for 83 years. In the end, he was seriously injured in a battle and was paraplegic at a high position. In order to use his remaining heat, he buried his remnant body in the Dreadnought Mech. , join the First Company of the Chapter, mentor newly minted warriors, and serve the Empire on the front lines.

Almost the entire Crimson Hand battle group, all the fighters he met had been instructed by him, and the old man did not fall into a deep sleep like his good brothers. He would wake up from time to time, walk around, and meet emotional He also laughs at the things he is interested in, and he likes to brag about the battles he has experienced with the new fighters and give pointers to the fighters during training.

But now looking at the Dreadnought Mecha that has turned into a pool of ruins with electric sparks, everyone's heart feels like being firmly grasped and crushed by a claw.

This is an old-timer who has fought with them for more than ten years, taught them, talked and laughed with them, and had fun with them happily! ! ! !It is their friend, their teacher, their comrade-in-arms, and even their family!
Hoo hoo...

Everyone's eyes were red, and they were panting heavily. The sound of panting echoed between their communication network and helmets. Their hearts were beating suddenly, as if they were about to jump out of their chests. Blood rushes straight to their brains.

The more superhuman fighters like them, the longer they live on the battlefield, the more they will value their comrades and seniors, and their emotions and sustenance will be stronger. Ten years of fighting and getting along was completely cut off and shattered at this moment, who can accept it?
Some veterans suppressed their emotions in an instant, but their beating hearts and red eyes still reflected the anger in their hearts, and those recruits, especially the few recruits who had been with the old seniors for the longest time, both With red eyes, he immediately roared like a beast, swung his melting long sword and rushed towards the monster.

"Kill this monster, for the emperor, for the Crimson Lord!!! For our brothers!!!"

Under the roar of the company commander, all the Red Hand fighters went crazy. Those who were close immediately took out their melee weapons, and began to look for opportunities to find a place to give the monster a fatal blow. Picking up his standard bolt gun, the powerful bombs immediately tore apart the growing flesh and skin on the monster's body.

Even at such a juncture, these soldiers still showed their extremely high military literacy. While targeting the monsters, they assigned ten soldiers to guard their surroundings.

Although they don't know why those rebels and aliens are far away from them, they can't relax their vigilance.

The other dreadnought mecha that avoided the monster's attack also seemed to be crazy. The red light in the iron coffin was shining brightly, and the heavy wheel shells were constantly tearing the monster's muscles and bones. The flame jet on the other hand The weapon burned the monster's body, and the newly grown flesh and skin quickly charred and carbonized, further damaging the internal structure.

In a state of rage, the political commissar of the old Song picked up the heavy hammer in his hand, and struck heavily on the monster's calf. Immediately, there was the sound of bones breaking, and the entire calf was broken by the hammer. The company commander took the opportunity to go up and strike It pierced along the bone marrow inside the bone, a huge amount of heat was input into the bone marrow, and the monster's calf immediately made a frightening sound of hissing.

The monster let out a scream, but he had no time to care about his legs now, because several soldiers rushed all the way to the nearby upstairs, jumped up quickly, and inserted a sword into his shattered skull.

The monster howled and roared, but there was nothing to be done. The bodies of these warriors seemed to grow on it. When piercing, that damned guy was able to dodge flexibly, but hurt himself again.

The Wang brothers turned on the high-energy flamethrower in their hands, and the powerful flames, which were exactly the same as the Dreadnought Mech, burned the monster's body, but even under such a turbulent attack, the monster still maintained its strong vitality. The body's self-healing didn't stop for a moment. Overall, he was entering death, but it took a long time to enter death.

At this moment, several green triangles were suddenly marked on the monster's body, and the company commander shouted after seeing it: "Jump off the monster quickly, the fighter jets and gunboats are under the heavy bombs and missiles, you will be killed!" accidental injury!"

The Crimson Hand warriors who were raising their melted long swords to slash at the monster immediately obeyed the company commander's order and jumped off the monster. After jumping off, they rolled on the spot and quickly stood up and left the monster.

The sound of fighter jets and gunboats gliding sounded from the sky, and then, the belt of heavy explosive shells swept across the monster's body in an instant.

The purple blood all over the sky is like a crystal clear crystal, but now everyone is not in the mood to look at the mysterious purple blood, they only hope that the monster will die quickly.

The fighter jet and the gunboat passed by in one go, and when they turned around, the Avenger missiles loaded underneath had been activated, and the high-explosive missiles filled with high-energy explosives immediately bombarded the monster, a huge blood hole immediately exploded, and there was even an explosion. A missile blew off the monster's spine.

In the successive rounds of strafing and bombing, the monster fell to the ground in an unwilling wail, and the eyes of the surrounding aliens suddenly lost their highlights. They closed their eyes, and fell to the ground motionless like a robot whose power had been cut off. , those infected rebels cried out one by one, as if they had lost their will, they began to flee and scream crazily, and finally they all committed suicide in extreme collapse and panic.

(End of this chapter)

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