40k: Midnight Blade.

Chapter 160 21. Uncertainty about Life and Death
Marius Gage was sent flying—he didn't know what knocked him out, but he could feel a chill as he landed hard.

It came from under the left rib plate and started to spread very fast.The chill was clearly so real, but the wound itself gave him the feeling that he was being burned with promethium flames,
Gage scrambled to his feet after a few seconds, using willpower to suppress the possible effects of the pain.He had no fear, no wavering, not even a little surprise, even though he had just been knocked down from a height of tens of meters.The Master of the First Chapter cut through these things with an otherworldly and terrible determination.

He retrieved the power sword he had dropped not far from where he fell, and began to climb up the cliff.In the process, he picked up another name, a name that welled up from the bottom of his heart-Robert Guilliman.

Some memories came flooding back, his brain was not clear, and his physical senses told Gage that he was having a fever.So he temporarily allowed his memories and let them act.

He slowly began to think back, from the place where the attack first took place, to the collapse of the ground, their fall and Robert Guilliman.

The attack came so fast and so suddenly that they were separated on the way down.Gage wasn't even sure his Primarch was alive at this moment.

He climbed up to the top of the cliff with his bare hands. The dark and fragile light below did not improve. The air was filled with smoke and the horrible screams of the aliens. Gage ignored them and rushed to join the battle.

He held the power sword in both hands, raised it high, turned his wrists, and strode forward, and a deadly dance of swords was staged in the chaos.Death is the ticket, blood is applause, flying heads are applause, and a bloody road to death is born.

Then he continued to move forward, stepping over the primitive corpses of these aliens, panting, feeling as if his lungs were being tightly bound with red-hot wires, preventing him from taking a big breath.

He soon realized the cause - the toxin, the thing had weakened him with a poison capable of harming an Astartes.

He should have noticed this a long time ago, since he was knocked out.Marius Gage sighed lowly, remembering the appearance of the thing that knocked him out and forced him to fall off the cliff, a wave of nausea came to him.

It was taller than the Astartes, and its pale blue skin was layered in disgusting folds.Like the other aliens that popped up, it had eighteen eyes—eighteen eyes per head.Ugly as hell.

And it has many heads, many hands, many legs.It looked like a monster in a nightmare came to reality when it moved. It moved on the ground like a bug, and its seemingly slender and fragile legs could pierce the chest of the power armor with one blow.

Above those densely packed skulls was a huge mouth, with tawny venom bubbling between two separated tentacles.It took Gage half a second to remember what the thing looked like, and he stopped imagining the details, gripped the blade, and started running towards his brothers.

The Ultramarines' battle cries were too obvious in the dark, not to mention Gage knew where they were—he had assembled a squad after the fall, and he was fighting alongside them before being knocked out.

He ran that way, strength that was beginning to falter a little and mercifully did not stop Gage from getting the job done. After 47 seconds, he joins them.The monster that had knocked him out was fighting them. It was huge but agile.

An Ultramarine was firing at it, and heavy bolters hit it, setting off a storm of flesh.The thing wailed, no flesh and blood could resist the power of the heavy bomber, and this thing was no exception, but it showed an astonishing tenacity.

It turned up like a dexterous cat amidst the flying flesh and blood, the huge mouth on its back opened, and the two giant tentacles like lips stirred up, and the yellow-brown venom poured down like that.

The Astartes who was firing immediately retreated. He moved quickly, but his right hand was still stained with a little venom.They quickly began to corrode the power armor, hissing and melting the armor, and then the flesh itself.

In the end, all limbs below the elbow of his right hand had disappeared, and the cloudy liquid kept dripping, but the Astartes didn't even yell.The pain was temporarily blocked, allowing him to make better decisions.

He carried the heavy bomb and retreated immediately.Others began to use firepower to contain the huge monster.It took Gage a few seconds to judge the general situation. He did not join the battle group immediately, but waited quietly in the shadows for a while—until the thing straightened its back again, intending to repeat its tricks, he Finally rushed out.

"Go back to hell!" Marius Gage roared and swung his blade down—no matter how tenacious the life force of the thing was and how terrifying its appearance, there was one thing it couldn't get around.

It is a flesh and blood creature, and any flesh and blood creature is absolutely impossible to resist the power sword.

Under Gage's furious blow, the monster's dozens of hind legs, which relied on straightening up, were cut off in an instant.It wailed and fell to the ground, countless densely packed heads began to turn, and hundreds, or thousands of eyes began to blink at Gage.

He sneered fearlessly, and needless to say, the Ultramarines squad didn't waste the opportunity.The long-awaited heavy fireman rushed forward and activated the flamethrower, and the deadly destructive power of promethium began to appear.

The monster screamed and scrambled to its feet, trying to escape, but the Ultramarines would never give it another chance.Half a minute later, its battered body fell to the ground, burning blazingly.And so did Gage, his cheeks twitching as he collapsed between a rock.

"Pharmacist!" shouted a man in the dark. "Come here! Chapter Leader needs help! Others be alert!"

Gage raised his hand, trying to speak, but his limbs and lips were beginning to fail.The face inside his helmet began to twitch continuously, and the rushing pharmacist Misia grabbed him, laid him flat, pulled off the damaged helmet, and began to perform inspections.

Two shots of antidote and one shot of stimulant were slowly injected, and after 2 minutes, Gage was finally able to speak.

"Where's the Primarch? Has the communication been restored?" He asked very fast, and he had to confirm these things.

"We still haven't found the whereabouts of the Primarch, Chapter Master. Communications have been partially restored, but the situation on the ground is not optimistic, they are everywhere. Our men are performing emergency repairs."

Gage looked at the man who answered him: "Your name?"

"Fladie Arndt, sir, sergeant of [-]rd Company."

"Very good, Sergeant." Gage turned his head and gestured to the pharmacist to examine the soldier who had lost his right hand.

After doing that, he looked back at the sergeant: "How many people can we get in touch with now?"

"It is still uncertain. Only more than 600 people responded to the communication we sent. The ground situation is slightly better, and our bombers have been dispatched."

"Bomber?" Gage felt his numb lips and shook his head.

"Yes." Vladimir Arndt nodded and began to explain.

"The city of the Harkosus was also attacked, and their civilians were dying, and the interim government official who replaced the merchant, one of the leaders of the Chamber of Commerce, sent us a distress signal. The civilians of the Harkosus also have Half an hour to evacuate from the bombing zone or find a safe place to hide."

Gage thought hard about it, now that it was very difficult for him to do this organized thing.Fortunately, he hadn't lost the most basic tactical literacy, and he quickly realized what it meant.

"This is an all-out attack—" said the First Chapter Master weakly. "—these things have been planned for a long time, Sergeant. We must pass the news back to the Macragge's Glory, so that they can inform our cousins. Harkosus is a federation, and it has three planets."

"Understood, sir," said the sergeant. "What do we do next?"

Robert Guilliman.

Gage's lips quivered, and he reached out, allowing the sergeant to pull him up.His once strong legs were shaking now, and the toxin was contained, but it still had some effect on him.

But Gage didn't care about whether it would affect him in the future for the time being. He stood up straight and thought for a while.Then, he felt a pang of fear.

Not the fear of death, nor the fear that the toxins might cripple him. He thought he would never feel it again. Genetic modification and long-term training made every Astartes fear infused. Human beings have extraordinary resistance to extreme emotions.

However, he is now in a cold sweat.

Robert Guilliman.

Gage's right hand began to tremble, not from the toxin.

"Sir?" Vladj Arndt looked at him, waiting for the next order, with hidden anxiety in his eyes.Gage didn't answer right away, he looked around and found that everyone in the team was staring at him,

Robert Guilliman.

is he deadWe fell from the surface, and I saw a lot of bodies along the way-will he survive?Is he fighting?They asked silently.

Gage's thoughts were chaotic like tangled threads, he was silent, silent for a long time, and finally gave an answer.

"...we keep fighting," he said. "Until we win, or kill all these things."

He didn't mention Robert Guilliman, not a word.

　There are two more chapters, [-] today, to make up for what was owed yesterday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)