Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 22 Arrangement
Captain Afus and his brothers once again repelled the enemy's attack. This marked the seventh day they had held out since landing on this planet.

It's been a week already.

The Empire's reinforcements are said to arrive in half a month, but given their efficiency, it could easily take a month.

Three days have passed since they withdrew from their original positions and came here to hold their ground.

In the past three days, apart from occasionally shouting a few words in the communications, there has been no further news from Quan Tiehua.

Meanwhile, in space outside the planet, the Fiery Angel had already been ordered by him to deliver the last wave of supplies before leaving the star system.

Preserve the last embers of their battle group.

Looking at the more than 60 combat brothers who were sitting on the ground, some replenishing their ammunition, others silently lost in thought, their bodies covered in wounds.

Captain Aphros felt a deep sorrow in his heart, and at the same time, he couldn't help but pray that the Emperor sitting on the golden throne would protect the Fiery Angel and ensure its safe departure from the star system, so that a spark could be preserved for their warband.

"Commander, commander, can you hear me?"

The sudden electronic noise shattered the heavy atmosphere within the battle group. Quan Tiehua's slightly tired and panting voice echoed throughout the combat communications.

For a moment, all the surviving brothers felt a glimmer of hope in their hearts, for reasons unknown.

"what's up?"

"Commander, can our technical sergeant modify our power backpacks into nuclear bombs?"

The captain, Afus, who was initially slightly excited, was completely taken aback by this one sentence just as he was about to ask another question.

At the same time, when the other brothers in the battle group heard this, the somewhat lively atmosphere instantly fell silent, and they all looked at the seven remaining technical soldiers in the battle group.

For some reason, the seven technical sergeants instinctively formed a circle back to back. Looking at the eager gazes from their comrades around them, they silently swallowed under their visors.

After a long while, when the commander, Afus, tried to speak, he found his lips were so dry they were stuck together. "But... uh, let me ask."

He wasn't sure either, and could only look at his own technical sergeant with a puzzled expression.

The seven technical sergeants still looked at their comrades with some wariness. After seeing the commander's questioning gaze, they exchanged glances and then nodded, saying, "Let's give it a try."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Quan Tiehua said without hesitation, "My power backpack is damaged. I need to find a spare to replace it."

Commander Afus merely glanced at the corpses of several fallen comrades lying dead on the ground, then answered without hesitation, "Come over immediately. I'll have the technical sergeant start preparing right now."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head. The seven technical sergeants immediately understood and nodded in unison. They began to disassemble the power backpack of their fallen comrade.

"Commander, cover! There's a large enemy force behind me."

In an instant, all the brothers jumped up and went to their respective fighting positions, aiming their weapons at the outside of the fortifications and waiting for the enemy to come.

As expected, it took less than ten minutes.

The sound of power boots stomping heavily on the steel floor grew louder and louder as they approached.

At the same time, the sounds of various weapons firing and chainsaws clanging echoed one after another.

Before long, an Astartes dressed entirely in fiery red with gold trim rushed over.

"Fire!" Quan Tiehua shouted loudly over the comms.

And this Astartes was none other than Quan Tiehua, who was shouting in the communications.

The firepower on the defensive line began to gush forth like a dam bursting. The enemies pursuing them were instantly routed. These demons and Chaos Astartes were not unaware that the area had been occupied and fortified by the Seraphim.

However, their main task at the time was to hunt down Quan Tiehua with all their might. Even the summoned warp demon Papatil voluntarily shrank in size, wanting to enter and pursue him.

However, the Genetic Cult charging in that area managed to hold off most of the Khorne demons, Chaos Astartes, and Papatir at the defensive line.

Even there, because of its proximity to the hive, the Sorceress demons on the wastelands outside the hive also swarmed into the hive through various passages.

The four warp gods were already at odds with each other, and often fought each other to the death.

Moreover, since the four gods are all vying for the same goal, it's natural that they'd be extremely hostile to each other.

Ignoring everything else, I immediately grabbed a knife and began to cut.

This directly gave the Seraphim precious buffer time and reduced the pressure on their battle lines.

Quan Tiehua leaped and pounced into the defensive line. The already prepared technical sergeants, carrying power backpacks and various tools, quickly moved forward and began to replace Quan Tiehua, who was still lying on the ground.

The damaged power backpack was immediately dragged behind the defensive line the moment it was removed, and then disassembly and modification began.

The outer casing was removed, the wiring harness was pulled out, and the removed explosive warhead and propellant were added. The loading and connection process then began carefully.

As his power armor regained power, Quan Tiehua hurriedly replenished his dwindling weapons and ammunition at the nearby ammunition pile.

However, due to the incompatibility of the power backpack used by the power armor, some functions of his current Mark X power armor cannot be fully restored.

But that's enough.

He knelt in front of the ammunition box and focused on hanging hot explosives and grenades all over his body.

"Commander!" Quan Tiehua turned around and shouted.

"Hold the line. Delay as much time as possible." Commander Aphros didn't turn around, but instead fired one bomb after another, sending the demon back into the warp.

Seeing this, Quan Tiehua didn't say anything more. Instead, he went directly to the ammunition supply point, loaded all kinds of bombs into boxes, and then quickly carried one to each side to the corpses of his combat brothers who had already had their gene seeds extracted.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the chainsaw sword and sliced ​​the power armor off the brothers' corpses into pieces.

He didn't even care about the force he used; sometimes, when he used too much force, he would cut open his brother's corpse, exposing his internal organs.

Quan Tiehua ignored the corpses of his comrades-in-arms, picked up the shattered power armor, pulled out various cables from the damaged parts, and then separated them one by one to extract the thinnest wires.

After pulling out a large handful, he carried the box full of bombs and ran quickly towards the rooms behind the church.

Regardless of whether the technique is old or not, just tell me if it works or not.

When he arrived at the technical sergeants who were modifying the power backpacks, he threw out a small bundle of wires without saying a word and said, "Modify it to have a delayed explosion after triggering."

He then hurriedly ran to the other rooms, began opening the boxes, and started arranging them one by one.

The wires were twisted together, connected to various pieces of furniture, threaded through the pull ring of the bomb, and then the grenade was secured.

This method of setting up traps was learned from war movies in my past life. Although I only have a superficial understanding of it.

However, in a world where weapons like the Warhammer 40k are incredibly powerful, they are extremely useful.

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(End of this chapter)