Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 44: It's Like Arriving at a Loving Father's Soup Pot
Gels fared even worse. First, he had to carry his brother on his back, and when he jumped down from the pit, the weight of the two Astartes was nearly two tons.

As a result, they almost destroyed the entire pipeline.

Fortunately, the pipe was placed directly on a mud brick and stone structure. Even so, the pipe was deformed.

The splashing sewage from the fall engulfed Gers and his brother, who was carrying him on his back.

Even some bits of flesh and bones washed up by the sewage happened to be washed onto some grease and grime at the top of the sewage pipe and piled up directly on Gers' helmet.

If you look closely, it's as if Gers's flowing long hair has returned!
This change went unnoticed by all the Astartes before and after it.

All we know is that Gers later changed his helmet and remained bald forever!
As all the seraphim emerged from the pipes one by one, Quan Tiehua gazed upon the lush green mountains in a daze. He felt as if he had entered the back garden of the merciful Father Nurgle.

Looking back at the pipes, I was surprised to find that the base had extended the sewage pipes so deep.

"Oh my god, I need to find a water source to properly clean my power armor." The first words that Derens uttered as he walked out of the pipes in a daze proved his faith in the Emperor. "I also need incense and the priests to perform incense prayers and daily incense baths on this precious, exquisite copy of the Emperor's Holy Word!" As he spoke, he once again raised the Emperor's Holy Word, exquisite copy, which was spotless yet seemed to faintly exude some indescribable scent!
Quan Tiehua was speechless at this moment, looking at all the people who had come out, who were sitting, lying or leaning around him, looking dejected.

You just wait and see!

At this point, Quan Tiehua was starting to doubt whether he was really Astartes. Damn it, he was being forced into crawling through a sewage pipe by a bunch of mortals!
But circumstances are beyond our control, so we can only accept our fate!
Their current fighting style is basically limited to close combat. If a government like the "Little Days" government sends a bunch of people who don't care about human life to slow them down, they'll be in trouble.

Then attack with missiles and nuclear weapons, oh ho!
The entire team will be wiped out here!
He's gambling now, completely like a gambler. He's betting that China will cooperate with him, because he hasn't received a single message from China from beginning to end.

However, based on his past life as a Chinese person and his understanding of the core spirit of Chinese civilization, coupled with his current predicament, he had no choice but to take a gamble!

Of course, there is another way, which is for the whole group to go back immediately.

But upon returning, that world was still plagued by demons. Even the Crimson Angel ship had to be evacuated from the system to seek reinforcements, ordered by the captain. Returning would be futile; perhaps there was still a chance to gamble in this world!
"us……"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang——

The sounds of gunfire and grenades exploding around them instantly filled the air, some even hitting Quan Tiehua squarely on the head. The explosions stunned him for a moment; his ears were ringing!
His subconscious muscle memory allowed him to instantly pinpoint the source of the attack.

These negative effects, which occurred only momentarily, subsided instantly thanks to the body's powerful physiological functions.

The next second, more heavy weapons attacked them from all directions.

The heavy machine guns clanged and clattered against their terracotta armor. Quan Tiehua even saw those men operating the rocket launchers that had already been set up and aiming them in their direction.

He quickly drew his plasma pistol, aimed it at the spot, and fired a plasma shot, instantly turning the area into ashes.

The other brothers, the moment they were attacked, grabbed their weapons and rushed toward the firing positions!
But they had only gone halfway when the firepower attacking them abruptly stopped. Although somewhat puzzled, they didn't slow down at all, because the gunfire was still raging from the direction the attack was originating.

Quan Tiehua, carrying his power sword, didn't activate it but instead charged straight ahead.

Meanwhile, at those firing positions, a group of people dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, but carrying various automatic light weapons and wearing light body armor, were coordinating in groups of three to launch a surprise attack on the elite guerrillas lying in ambush.

Although they achieved a significant victory in an instant, inflicting heavy damage on the ambushing bastards, their inferior weaponry and numerical disadvantage led to casualties among the bastards as they reacted.

Some heavy machine guns even turned their guns around and opened fire on the cover they were hiding in! The strange rocks crumbled and scattered earth and stones in just a few seconds under the heavy machine gun fire.

But the next moment, a bullet fired from a distance blew the machine gunner's head open.

"There's a sniper!" one of the kids shouted, but immediately afterward, his head was split open.

Those two gunshots were enough for the remaining snipers to pinpoint the sniper's location. The automatic grenade launchers, already set up in the defensive fortifications, turned their muzzles and pulled the triggers directly at the sniper's position, clearly marked in the smart binoculars by the communicator.

The sniper was extremely vigilant; after firing two shots, he rolled away and disappeared. But the next second, several grenades exploded within a radius of several meters around him!

But the grenade had only been fired for two or three seconds when a heavy thud came from their side.

The young thugs were stunned at first, then panicked and tried to turn their guns around, but suddenly there was a loud bang. A burly figure, like a tank speeding across the battlefield, smashed through the defensive fortification made of sandbags and a makeshift bulletproof wall.

A stench-inducing steel giant, covered in bits of flesh and fresh, undried blood, charged forward, brandishing a chainsaw sword with a gaping maw and sharp teeth, as if it were about to devour its prey.

The chainsaw sword wasn't even opened; its single-molecule chainsaw blade alone was enough to hack the grenade launcher and the heavily armed bastards to shreds.

Several Astartes who rushed towards the heavy firing point ended the entire battle in just half a minute. A significant portion of that time was spent running.

After the Astartes finished dealing with these little bastards, they drew their explosive pistols, hid behind some cover, and aimed their guns at the people dressed in civilian clothes.

Those dressed in civilian clothes also hid behind various bunkers.

I heard one of them shout in English, "I need to talk to your leader! We're not from this country, but we can work with you!"

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(End of this chapter)