Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

"Da da da!"

"Boom!"

Fierce gunfire and deafening artillery fire, like violent thunder, continuously exploded in the bottomless underground buildings of the Dokla Forging World.

The defensive positions carefully constructed by the Mechanicus were like candles in the wind, collapsing one after another under the overwhelming attack of the Stellar Army.

Those defenses that were once indestructible in the eyes of the Mechanicus have now turned into ruins, and none of the Mechanicus members hiding there were spared and were completely wiped out.

A combat team consisting of five Star Space Marines shuttled like ghosts through the intricate underground buildings of the Dokra Forge World.

The weapons in their hands spewed out deadly flames, mercilessly attacking every member of the Mechanicus within sight.

However, for those who had not undergone mechanical transformation, still maintained normal human form and were willing to surrender, the Space Marines showed rare tolerance and kindness, allowing them to survive this brutal war.

"Drip!"

Just as this team of Star Warriors were rapidly traveling through the dark and deep underground buildings, the radar scanning system in their helmets suddenly issued a series of rapid and piercing danger alarms.

The five people instantly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. They stopped suddenly in unison, sticking close to the cold and hard wall, and stared intently at the radar scan, which transmitted clear images in real time.

At the end of the corridor corner not far ahead, there stood another heavily guarded Mechanicus defense position.

Behind this solid position, there lies a giant iron gate that is tens of meters high and gleams with a cold metallic luster.

The battle team leader whispered in the communication channel: "Another weapons and equipment production workshop."

The other four Space Marines looked at their leader and whispered, "Attack! Destroy all these damned Mechanicus and free those who are suffering from endless oppression!"

"Okay." The combat team leader waved his hand without hesitation and issued combat orders.

The five suicide hounds following behind the Space Marines shot out like arrows, rushing towards the tightly closed iron door and the Mechanicus defense forces waiting behind it with an unstoppable momentum.

"Da da da!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The suicide hounds were like a pack of crazy wolves. As soon as they suddenly rushed out from the dark and narrow corridor, they were immediately noticed by the members of the Crusader Army stationed in the front defense position.

In an instant, the entire defensive position was like a volcanic eruption, and all kinds of powerful firepower gushed out.

Melta cannons spewed out blazing flames, like fire dragons raging through the air. Heavy bolter machine guns let out a deafening roar, and countless bullets formed an impenetrable barrage, sweeping towards the aggressive suicide hounds like an overwhelming force.

The suicide hounds displayed extraordinary agility and nimble reflexes. They dodged left and right amidst the dense hail of bullets, like streaks of lightning streaking across the night sky, darting back and forth at jaw-dropping speeds.

Although the Crusaders' attacks were extremely fierce, the suicide hounds still pounced on their defensive positions without fear.

The Star Marines who had been hiding behind the wall seized the opportunity and, while the suicide hounds had successfully attracted most of the attention of the Skitarii, suddenly shot out from behind the wall.

They were seen holding various weapons and quickly launching a fierce attack on the positions of the Crusader Army.

"Bang bang bang!"

One after another, extremely thick bullets whizzed out from the black muzzle of the Ripper rifle, carrying unparalleled impact force, and instantly pierced through the bodies of the Crusader members one by one.

"Stop!" A light green Gaussian energy ray cut through the void and accurately hit a melta cannon. These decomposition rays containing huge energy easily decomposed the heavy weapons in the Crusader Army's position into light green sand on the ground.

There was only a deafening sound: "Boom!" It was an energy bomb fired from the blaster, which fell straight into the position of the Crusader Army like a meteor burning with anger.

A torrent of hot and violent energy erupted, forming a thrilling explosion.

Along with the earth-shaking explosion, dozens of members of the Crusaders and the mechanical servants who were praying to their weapons were completely torn to pieces by the enormous energy explosion before they could even react.

At this moment, their bodies, equipment and everything around them were caught in the vortex of destruction.

The once solid position was now in ruins, with broken limbs and metal parts scattered everywhere.

Even the heavy bolt machine guns in the position, this kind of war weapon with astonishing weight, could not withstand such a terrifying impact.

In the face of the huge shock wave, they were like grass swaying in the wind, being blown into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, making a series of heart-pounding crashes.

At the moment when the guards' position fell into chaos, five nimble suicide hounds rushed in like ghosts.

They shuttled through the crowd at astonishing speed, opened their bloody mouths, revealing their sharp fangs, and stretched out their claws sharp enough to tear steel towards the panicked guards.

Their claws flashed cold rays in the air, waving continuously among the Crusaders and the mechanical servants.

Each swing brought a trail of blood and screams. One after another, Skitarii members fell in pools of blood under this fierce attack, groaning in pain.

Faced with these ferocious suicide hounds, some powerful members of the Skitarii did not retreat. They gripped their weapons tightly and launched a counterattack against the suicide hounds without fear.

However, the movements of these suicide hounds were so agile and flexible that they easily dodged the fierce attacks of the Crusaders by just moving sideways.

Not only that, while dodging, they would quickly swing their sharp claws and pounce on the members of the Crusaders.

Although the bodies of the Skitarii have undergone a certain degree of mechanical modification, they still appear vulnerable in front of the indestructible claws of the suicide hounds.

Only crisp breaking sounds were heard throughout the entire battlefield, and the mechanical limbs that the Crusaders were proud of were easily torn into pieces all over the ground, scattered on the bloody mud.