Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 532 Plague Warrior
"Ugh..."

With a low roar, a shaky figure appeared in the dense forest shrouded in green mist.

That was the first plague walker.

Soon the snipers on the position shot the plague zombies in the head.

"For five hundred worlds!"

Valens heard the excited shouts of the sniper from the next trench, who would be credited with the first shot.

After the first plague zombie fell, the jungle was quiet for a while.

But the people on the position did not relax their vigilance. Instead, they held the laser rifle harder and their breathing became faster.

Then the ground began to tremble, and a large group of plague zombies rushed out of the forest.

Their running posture can even be called enchanting.

Countless walking corpses, countless walking corpses, swept out of the dense forest like a tsunami.

Accompanying them as they rushed towards the position was green mist, but this green mist had been lingering on the position before. The soldiers who had been on the position for a long time were not too worried about the fog.

"For Macragge!"

"For five hundred worlds!"

"..."

Facing the sea of ​​corpses sweeping in, the mortal soldiers on the battlefield always need to shout something to boost their morale before they can continue to pull the trigger motionlessly.

Heavy logging guns, heavy artillery, and hundreds of thousands of laser rifles, these weapons formed a large barrage to kill the plague zombies.

The laser rifles in the hands of the infantry are all as powerful as TNT. When the attack hits a walking zombie, it can instantly penetrate the walking zombie. However, the walking zombies will only be hit by this overly penetrating attack and then continue to move forward. Dash.

The most effective against the walking dead are artillery and explosives.

Shortly after the battle began, Valens and Burroughs were issued a grenade launcher.

With his back to the trench, Valens raised the grenade launcher and pulled the trigger. The drum-type magazine rotated rapidly, and soon all ten grenades were fired, causing ten explosions among the plague zombies.

After emptying the magazine, Valens pulled out the empty magazine and threw it to Burroughs. Burroughs took the magazine with one hand and handed over a magazine full of grenades with the other, and then began to fill the empty magazine with grenades. .

Valens, who was responsible for detonating grenades, could empty the magazine in two seconds with one pull of the trigger. He could blow up the zombies in pieces without having to take aim.

Burroughs, who was responsible for loading the magazine, felt very uncomfortable. Even though he had found the trick to loading grenades, he still couldn't use it for Valens.

Under Valens' loud urging, Burroughs roared and complained: "Do you think I am one of those three-headed and six-armed Mechanicus monks?!"

"My brother is more powerful than the Mechanicus monks!" Valens threw the empty magazine back to Burroughs again, "Quick!"

Burroughs could only continue to bulkhead, pour the grenades out of the ammunition boxes in the trench, and load two magazines with two hands at the same time.

After repeating this cycle for a while, Valens suddenly stopped firing grenades so quickly.

Because Valens saw a different kind of enemy.

Plague Marines.

The renegade Space Marines appeared behind the plague walkers, driving the plague walkers into battle and using their bolters to knock out the fire points as they drew fire.

These plague warriors are covered with lesions, and the exposed skin is either ulcerated or inflamed. Inside the broken armor are swollen pustules and edematous abdomens. In order to accommodate their swollen bodies due to lesions, their armor had to be They grow bigger and fatter.

The Plague Marines suffered unimaginable pain and suffering, but they wore cheerful smiles on their exposed faces and kept telling the people around them about the pain they felt.

While Valens was observing, a Plague Marine's head was suddenly pierced by a laser, and he fell down with a plop. "Did you see that?" the sniper in the next trench shouted.

The sniper was then targeted by another Plague Marine.

The bomb will make three sounds.

They make the first sound as they emerge from the Plague Marine's weapon.

When it penetrates the target, it will make the sound of tearing flesh.

Then there was a third sound as it exploded and blasted anyone nearby.

The sniper's chest was pierced by a blaster, and his entire upper torso was torn off. The blaster then hit the metal plate behind him and exploded, killing three nearby men with flying shells and metal fragments.

Valens watched this scene completely, but his first reaction was not to shrink back in fear, but to realize that as a still alive firepower point, he must continue to provide fire support to friendly forces.

So Valens stood up from the trench, raised his grenade and fired in the direction of the Plague Marines.

Suddenly it started to rain.

Rainwater quickly accumulated ankle deep in the trenches.

Valens, who kept using grenades, felt a very itchy feeling on his back. The itching soon spread from his spine to his neck. He looked back.

Behind the battle lines were only the ruins of the Connaught City.

Valens stretched out his hand and slapped his neck hard, then brought his hand to his eyes and looked carefully.

Through the fogged-up lenses, one could see a fat, dead fly lying on the palm of his hand. It was also a fly that exploded.

Valens wiped his hands on his clothes a few times and continued to focus on the fight.

"All ashes, all ashes, all ashes."

The Plague Marines were closing in, and Valens could already hear the sounds coming from those putrid mouths.

After approaching the position, each of the Plague Marines threw a head. After the heads hit the ground, they exploded like grenades, releasing poisonous gas.

The poison gas entered the masks of several soldiers, causing them to fall to the ground instantly.

Valens didn't know how they were poisoned while wearing masks, but he felt that the masks should be able to filter the virus. Otherwise, he and Burroughs would not be vomiting from the stench of the Plague Warriors, but would be directly poisoned. Death is the right thing to do.

Under the cover of poison gas, the Plague Marines rushed to the position.

"All in ashes."

"you are the first."

A Plague Marine raised his bolter and pointed it at Valens.

While Valens was stunned, Burroughs, wearing a mask of vomit, emerged from the Plague Warrior's armpit and raised his laser rifle to the Plague Warrior's face.

A furious look appeared on the Plague Marine's face, but before he could do anything, Valens pulled the trigger and shot his head through the head.

The two-meter-tall warrior crushed Burrus when he fell. After he died, the rotting flesh seemed to be unable to continue to exist. Things like pus and excrement poured out of the body and poured over Burrus.

When Burroughs was about to drown in filth, Valens immediately stepped forward and dragged his brother out from under the Plague Marine's body.

At this time, Valens could identify his location entirely by relying on his brother's curses, because countless fat flies were beating on his mask. All he could see with his eyes were the flies trying to break the lenses and rush into the mask.

(End of this chapter)