Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

"Do it!"

Titus' shout was instantly drowned out by the sound of gunfire, as hundreds of bullets poured out.

The heavy machine guns spewed out flames, tearing into pieces the vehicles that attempted to break through the defense line.

Even if they reinforced the front armor of the vehicle, they could not stop the gunfire that represented death.

A dozen people used the vehicle as a cover to block the following vehicles, and stray bullets shattered the car windows with clanging sounds.

Those people caught in the middle of the battlefield were unlucky enough to be shot at by each other. Even if they were killed by the first bullet, they would still have to endure the damage of dozens of stray bullets.

The heavy machine gun hissed, and the finger-long bullet penetrated the baffle and shot into the opponent's body. The killer who was still shooting in the previous second had his abdomen burst and split into two in the next second.

The seriously wounded died instantly, while the lightly wounded struggled to stand up and continued shooting. Everyone was sticking to his mission - to kill the other!

The casualties gradually increased, and after a few minutes, only Titus and his five men were left. Seeing that the enemy's firepower was decreasing, the convoy behind stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the roadblock.

Titus and his companions were still thinking about fighting back tenaciously, but they were knocked over and flew out in the next second. Some unlucky ones were crushed by their own vehicles, and their intestines were sprayed out.

Titus felt dizzy and he didn't know how many times he had rolled. He only realized it when he tried to hold up his upper body.

His left arm had been broken into three sections, and only one joint remained between the index and middle fingers of his right hand. He couldn't even pull the trigger.

"F**k you! I've never been so cowardly before!"

As he said this, he pulled the grenade off his chest, supported himself on the ground with his elbows and forehead, and stood up with difficulty but tenaciously, facing the following vehicles and rushing forward towards death.

Unfortunately, he was greeted by blazing bullets. Titus only took two steps before he was carried backwards by the bullets that pierced his body.

"boom!"

Titus was gone, only his lower half remaining, a pathetic piece of meat, just like the first man he had killed.

...

"Old Tai is finished..." Lin Heng told Orwell through the telescope.

"Shit, it must be Zhanxie and Jinggong! Everyone speed up, get out of the gate and counterattack!"

The group sped along, knocking over several cars that were in the way, and finally arrived at the gate to leave Shangchao.

"The Blood Hand Clan leave the upper nest!" Orwell shouted hurriedly.

The guards sent someone up to talk to him, and after checking, they said:

"The number of vehicles doesn't match. There are six motorcycles and three cars missing. You are not allowed to pass! You can leave only after you have gathered all the people you left behind!"

"I *you*!" Orwell cursed.

When the guards heard this, they immediately pointed their guns at the Blood Hand Clan, and the situation immediately became out of control.

"You're looking for death, right? A bunch of bandits left their own people behind to cause trouble, right?

Come and capture him and hand him over to the law enforcement team for processing!" The guard was about to take action at the command.

"Fuck, can we do it?" Lin Heng asked hurriedly.

"Damn it, don't do anything. This is the open force. If you dare to make a move, then forget about returning to the upper nest. As for the dark forces behind, no one will investigate you even if you are chopped into meat paste.

Damn it, the main car is parked at the gate, and the other vehicles are surrounding the main car and shooting directly at the gate! Let's see if he can open the door!"

Orwell directed the vehicles and everyone blocked the gate. Although the open forces could not be killed, one advantage was that the other party could not act rashly.

Although the guards shouted that they wanted to arrest them all, they immediately opened fire when they saw the traffic behind them.

"Come on, Lin Heng, it's up to you now."

"What do you mean?"

"Those people on the opposite side also know that they can't shoot here, so now is the time to engage in combat and get ready to chop people down!" Orwell said as he pulled out a metal rod with a blade.

Then the remaining clan warriors got off the car with cold weapons in hand, sharpening their swords and preparing for action.

Lin Heng didn't expect the change to be so quick. The scene of bullets shooting just now turned into a fight between primitive people.

Even Chief Horton came out with a machete, took off his robe, and revealed his scarred back.

"These scums who use dirty tricks! Kill them!" Horton gave the order and led the way.

Lin Heng reacted at this time, picked up the axe and rushed forward. There were more people in the convoy behind, probably about 30 to 50. But as long as there were no hot weapons, Lin Heng was not afraid of playing with knives.

So a melee began, with the clanging sound of metal touching each other, and Lin Heng wielded the axe like a god of war.

This group of raiders were not mutated like Ogryn, and the bodies of ordinary people could not withstand the sharp axe wielded by Lin Heng.

He chopped down fiercely, with such great force that the opponent could hardly resist, and then kicked him to the ground. Then he struck the axe with a "crack", and the man died.

Lin Heng became more and more courageous as the battle went on. He charged directly into the enemy team. His body was like a spinning top. Weapons from all directions were twisted and bounced away by him. No one who got close to him could return intact.

Although Lin Heng had not received professional weapons training, his high physical fitness and reaction speed became the key to his victory over his opponent.

"Damn it! Don't die here! If you want to roll over, go get beaten down below!" the guard cursed and opened the gate.

The metal doors slowly opened, and Orwell and his men carried the injured Horton and retreated. A dozen people formed a circle and retreated quickly with swords in hand, while the attackers also pressed forward with axes and clubs in hand.

Lin Heng and his companions didn't even have time to get into the car. They simply abandoned the car, passed through the gate, and ran towards the lift platform.

"Push them down!"

The attackers knew that this was the last chance, so more than thirty people launched a sudden attack. From a height of more than ten meters, even if they didn't die, they would be half-crippled. They could then go down and finish them off.

So they raised their weapons to resist the attacks and kept pushing the Blood Hand Clan towards the edge of the cliff.

"Stop them! Stop them!" Orwell shouted.

At this time, the platform that had been waiting for a long time finally rose slowly. To everyone's surprise, there was a very eye-catching armored vehicle parked on the platform. There was a striking logo on the door of the vehicle, a poisonous snake coiled on a skull.

Just as the vehicle slowly rose up, everyone present who saw it, whether they were from the Blood Hand Clan or the raiders, all froze in place. Those who didn't know what was happening looked back with their mouths wide open.

"The damn Supervisory Council's riot squad! Drive out!"

I don't know who shouted, but everyone stopped fighting. The crowd immediately scattered like birds and beasts, running even faster than before.

They all ran towards the car, not caring who was driving, just to get out of here first.

"You have violated the regulations of the planetary governor! Severe punishment awaits you!

Anyone who escapes will be punished twice as much!" the loudspeaker warned.

Then several fully armed riot guards jumped out of the car. They were wearing bulletproof vests made of composite materials and metal.

The shoulders, knees and other vulnerable parts were even covered with sturdy metal splints. The whole body was wrapped tightly, which made the clan's better half-body armor pale in comparison.

Take Necromunda's marshals as an example, this is the richest local law enforcement department in the hive world.

The riot shield held in the left hand can cover the whole body as long as he lowers his head slightly. The large-caliber riot grenade in the right hand, although it is a rubber bullet, can still break bones when it hits the body.

Seeing that everyone was preparing to escape, they aimed a shot at the person who had not yet boarded the car. The drum magazine turned, and the bullet shot out and hit the fugitive's calf accurately, knocking him down with a "bang".

The six riot guards kept pulling the trigger, and each bullet fired was able to knock down a person.

Even those who were already in the car, with the wheels turning, had their windows shattered by a shot, hitting the driver in the head.

The unconscious driver banged his head against the horn, and the beeping sound echoed everywhere.

"Surrender immediately, kneel down, put your hands on your head, and stay away from weapons."

Some of them wisely dropped their weapons and surrendered when they saw the guards pointing their guns at them, while others who had not yet realized the situation and showed their strength were also hit by bullets, and their mouths full of broken teeth immediately realized their weight.

"Lin Heng, run! These people are fucking scumbags!"

"Three warnings! Any attempt to escape will be severely punished!"

Lin Heng looked at Orwell who was escorting Horton into the car, then turned to look at the guard who was walking over, and made up his mind.

Lin Heng leaped forward, raised the sharp axe high, and chopped down at the right moment. The axe blade hit the shot bullet, splitting it into two.

The guard raised the explosion-proof shield to block Lin Heng's attack. With a "bang", the huge force even made him squat.

Example 2

"I will cover your escape! Don't worry about me!" Lin Heng looked at Orwell, but the other party had already started the car, leaving behind two red lights of the taillights.

"..."

The two men engaged in close combat, and the guard immediately dropped his grenade launcher and reached out from behind to pull out a metal stick with square edges.

"The suspect's crime is more serious. Suppress him immediately!" the guard said as he swung out a metal stick.

Lin Heng also swung his axe to block, but the opponent's attacks were continuous, like a tireless machine.

The collision of the weapons made Lin Heng's palms hurt, and now he regretted not absorbing more attributes. At this time, he was also a little overwhelmed.

Just as Lin Heng blocked a heavy blow, the stick in the guard's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling electric current. The next second, Lin Heng was knocked to the ground, and the whole person lay on the ground twitching continuously.

"Fuck...Fuck...Fuck...No martial ethics...Fuck..."

As Lin Heng fell, the battle ended. Countless knocked-down gang members were lying on the ground. The riot guards who appeared later also pushed everyone into the armored vehicles.

Lin Heng was no exception, but there was good news. Those who had successfully escaped drove directly down the platform. Although it was not known whether they would die from the fall, they had saved time for the guards coming up from below.

"The dead prisoners will stay where they are. People from the Corpse Guild will come to collect them, and others will transport the prisoners to the prison!"