Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 30 Leave no one behind

As a fanatical imperialist, Mantou Lümao was raised under the tutelage of his grandfather, who had participated in the war against China.

It can be said that they harbored great malice, envy, and jealousy towards the people of that land! How could such a useless group of people occupy such a large piece of land?

As a superior race, they are forced to live in this cramped space.

This was a disgrace to them, but it also proved that Amaterasu was testing them.

As an adult, he joined the Self-Defense Forces with unwavering faith in that cause. Through his fervent passion for imperialism and rigorous training, he eventually rose to become an officer.

Under his command is an elite squad of more than 40 people.

His men underwent rigorous training, and were eventually selected by their superiors as an elite squad. This rigorous training was all for the purpose of one day reigniting the great war he envisioned.

Looking at his home, reduced to ruins, a burning rage raged within him. Their empire already had scarce land, and the habitable area was even more pitifully small.

But now, on this only remaining fertile land, there has once again emerged a piece of land that will be uninhabitable for nearly a century to come.

This made him instantly hate those armored men and demons.

At the same time, they hated the Chinese people who occupied the vast and fertile land even more.

"Sooner or later, I will kill everyone on that land."

Quan Tiehua clearly heard Mantou Lümao's words. Although he couldn't understand Japanese, that was only in the context of an ordinary person. Now that he had become an Astartes, and given that Japanese is the simplest language, it could be said that he had completely learned it in just over ten minutes.

Quan Tiehua, who understood the meaning, remained calm and composed, slowly removing his helmet to reveal a face that was indistinguishable from that of a Chinese person.

While it's true that sometimes it's easy to confuse foreigners with Chinese people, that only applies to foreigners.

For Chinese people, it's really easy to tell the little bastard apart from their compatriots at a glance. Even if they can't tell them apart at a glance, they can tell them apart with just a little observation; they're usually pretty much the same.

After all, the temperament cultivated by one's life habits from childhood cannot be imitated.

Quan Tiehua felt he should be chosen by Khorne. After all, sometimes, when faced with certain problems, Khorne's methods are indeed the best solution.

"Your Majesty, we are sorry! But we promise this will only happen this once," Quan Tiehua silently murmured to himself.

But if the Emperor could actually hear that, he would definitely complain, "**There are only zero times and countless times!**"

Holding the chainsaw sword, he slowly walked out of the ruins, exposing himself to this group of elite special forces.

Although the shoulder armor and the flesh beneath it on the left shoulder were shaved off, exposing the bone, Astartes' powerful healing abilities have completely stopped the bleeding, and some muscle tissue has even begun to grow and slowly cover the area.

Quan Tiehua slowly placed the helmet on the ruins beside him. He then used his fingernail to wipe away the dust from the eagle emblem he had illegally added.

He stood up and looked at the little rascals who were staring at him warily.

Recalling the words just spoken, and the scene that occurred in the Yasukuni Shrine, Papatirna.

For some reason, the muscles on both sides of his face twitched suddenly, revealing a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.

"Come on! You little devils! Let me, in the name of martyrs, crush you!"

Familiar, rough Chinese came from his mouth. This startled the group of young idiots. When they first met, all of them had seen Quan Tiehua's Asian face. Upon closer observation, they discovered his gentle, calm yet resolute and broad-minded demeanor.

They had only seen this kind of temperament in one ethnic group.

Those are the Chinese!

As elite members of the squad, in order to better participate in the holy war in the future, and deeply understanding the principle that "knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory," they also diligently studied Chinese culture.

Therefore, everyone could understand Quan Tiehua's Chinese. "Baka yarou!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang——

A person they consider an inferior race set off a nuclear bomb in their country, causing such devastation.

And most importantly, they were incredibly powerful. Their technology was far ahead of its time. He felt a sense of fear.

This severely damaged their self-esteem and pride. Especially when they saw his terrifying height and the chainsaw sword in his hand that seemed to devour people, the faint fear that welled up in their hearts instantly turned into anger.

With a vengeful grin, he pulled the trigger, yelling, "Die! You..."

But what shocked and terrified them the next second happened: Quan Tiehua turned sideways, covering half of his face with his right shoulder armor, and slowly walked towards them.

The bullets hit him but didn't even scratch the paint; they all went to the side.

But none of them retreated; instead, they fired desperately, and some even threw grenades.

With an explosion, shrapnel struck the terracotta armor, and then... it was completely useless.

As the towering giant approached them step by step, their fear and despair grew stronger for some reason.

Even their usually unerring marksmanship, as elite soldiers, became somewhat chaotic at this moment.

呲——

The chainsaw sword was switched on, and a loud roar erupted.

He took two quick steps forward, and with a swing of his sword, three little bastards were snapped in half at the waist, their internal organs splattering on the ground in a riot of colors, like a dye vat in a fabric workshop.

The other little bastards, witnessing this scene, trembled with terror, their eyes filled with despair.

Upon seeing this scene, Mantou Lümao immediately removed his helmet! He raised his bayonet-equipped spear and shouted, "Tiannao Black Card, Banzai!"

He shouted and rushed forward, clutching several grenades with their pins removed in one hand.

Quan Tiehua had just chopped a little bastard in half when he saw a little bastard who was the leader rushing towards him.

He grabbed his head and squeezed it back, making it dart around like a chick, then forcefully shoved his throat into a protruding steel bar in the nearby rubble! He then slid it to the side, ripping off half of his neck. Next, he sliced ​​off the entire neck along the edge of the broken stone slab.

His head rolled to the side like a ball! At the same time, the grenades in his hand rolled to Quan Tiehua's feet.

Upon seeing this, Quan Tiehua kicked him into Xiao Baga's group without hesitation. Don't forget Astartes' reaction speed; he could have kicked him away before the grenade exploded.

Rumble—

Several explosions rang out in quick succession, instantly killing half of the more than 40 children. The remaining dozen or so were devastated, abandoning their prey and screaming as they tried to escape.

Quan Tiehua followed leisurely, instinctively wanting to draw the explosive pistol from his waist, but suddenly remembered the amount of ammunition he had.

They then picked out a relatively intact automatic rifle from the pile of corpses, but due to his physique, he could only grip the handle with two or three fingers.

Then a dozen or so gunshots rang out, and those little bastards who had escaped disappeared from the world forever.

"All personnel, issue the latest combat orders! Once everyone is assembled, begin the evacuation towards the southwest! Leave no one alive, including anyone you encounter along the way!"

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(End of this chapter)