Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

Facing the company commander's rebuke, the first company commander who stepped forward shook his head vigorously and argued loudly:

"No, this is absolutely not the ending I expected! I just can't bear to see myself and my brothers die in such a cowardly way.

We would rather die in battle, even if it means falling on the road of charge, than be driven by the enemy like a group of helpless sheep and die in the process of fleeing in a panic! "

As he spoke, his eyes never left the chaotic crowd that was being brutally slaughtered by the Judgment Guards. His originally resolute face was now filled with despair and sorrow.

At this moment, the commander, who was organizing the retreat with all his might, noticed the commotion behind him. He was so anxious that he roared at the top of his voice, issuing the latest instructions:

"All officers must remain where they are and do everything they can to stop the fierce attacks of those heretics. The remaining soldiers must quickly evacuate towards the bridge, as more reinforcements are urgently needed there!"

"Yes, sir!" Upon hearing the commander's decisive order, the officers who were originally running desperately towards the rear stopped.

Without hesitation, they turned around and rejoined the battle, launching round after round of fierce attacks on the Inquisition Guards without hesitation.

"Sir, we will stay here and help you stop the attack of those heretics!"

Some soldiers who were fleeing suddenly stopped. They turned around and looked at the officers who were engaged in a fierce firefight with the Inquisition Guards not far behind them. Their eyes were full of determination, and they shouted at the top of their lungs, their voices echoing in the noisy battlefield.

These soldiers were filled with respect for their officers and resentment towards the enemy. They were unwilling to watch their officers fight alone and were determined to stay and fight together against the enemy's attack.

However, facing the soldiers' request, the officers were furious. They glared at the soldiers who wanted to stay and shouted:

"Follow orders, all soldiers, retreat immediately towards the bridge! This is a military order, no disobedience!"

The officers knew that the situation was serious at the moment. Staying would only result in more people dying in vain. Only by preserving the manpower would there be a chance to turn the tide of the battle.

"But... without the cover we provided, how could you possibly survive the frenzied attack of those heretics?"

Some soldiers who were extremely firm in their faith in the Emperor anxiously objected to the officers' orders.

They held their weapons tightly, their bodies trembling slightly, and it was obvious that they were going through a painful struggle in their hearts. These soldiers were ready to die, and would rather die on the battlefield than abandon their superiors and escape alone.

Seeing this, some officers flew into a rage. One officer even rushed forward and kicked a soldier who wanted to stay, knocking him to the ground.

His chest heaved violently, and he gasped and roared again, "I say again, get out of here! Obey the commander's orders! Anyone who dares to disobey will be punished by military law!"

The soldier who was kicked to the ground struggled to get up. He looked at the angry and determined expressions of the officers, and his eyes gradually became moist.

But in the end he gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty, "Yes... yes."

Seeing this, the other soldiers who originally wanted to stay had no choice but to obey the order. They quickly got up from the ground and reluctantly followed the mecha servants to retreat towards the bridge.

"Everyone, attack with all your might! We must not let these heinous heretics, who deserve to be chopped into pieces, easily get past our carefully constructed defenses!

Listen up everyone, we must race against time to buy precious time for the defense line that is being intensively built on the bridge!

Only in this way will those brave soldiers who are retreating have enough chance to reach the bridge safely, and the bridge will be able to withstand the fierce attack launched by this group of extremely hateful heretics! "

The leader's face flushed red, his eyes widened, and he roared loudly.

He tightly grasped the plasma pistol that flashed with blue light with both hands, and kept pulling the trigger at the swarming Judgment Guards.

Each shot was accompanied by a dazzling beam of energy whizzing out and rushing straight towards the Inquisition Guards, but they were easily avoided by the Inquisition Guards.

"Hahahaha! Captain, don't worry! We are not the kind of cowards who can be bullied by anyone!

Even if it costs me my life today, I must hold this vital line of defense with all my might and never let these heartless guys take a single step forward! ……”

A burly officer glared with rage in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn all the Judgment Guards in front of him to ashes.

He held an extremely heavy logging machine gun tightly in both hands, and his fingers pulled the trigger frantically like a storm.

As deafening roars rang out, dense rain of bullets, like a surging metal torrent, shot towards the approaching Judgment Guards.

However, just as the officer was shouting at the top of his lungs, a Ripper bullet suddenly pierced the sky and came at him at lightning speed.

There was only a dull thud, and the fatal bullet hit his upper body with lightning-like accuracy.

In an instant, a horrifying scene occurred - the officer's entire upper body was instantly blown into countless pieces, turning into a cloud of scarlet blood mist that flew all over the sky and lingered in the air for a long time.

"Go to hell! You damn heretics!"

An officer with a ferocious face and bloodshot eyes, like a mad beast, did not hesitate to wrap his body tightly with densely packed hot melt bombs.

He hid behind the cover, staring at the rapidly approaching Inquisition Guards not far away with a look filled with hatred and determination, as if he wanted to see the evil souls behind their cold armor through their cold armor.

Suddenly, the officer let out a deafening roar, like a thunderclap, breaking the tense and silent atmosphere on the battlefield.

He desperately rushed out from behind the cover, rushing straight towards the Inquisition Guards at lightning speed. Every step he took on the ground kicked up a cloud of dust, revealing the surging anger and determination to die in his heart.

However, just as the officer rushed out of the bunker, a dazzling flash of fire suddenly flashed.

With a loud "bang", a high-speed flying bullet hit his body accurately.

In an instant, the powerful impact made him feel as if he was grabbed and torn apart by an invisible giant hand. His originally intact body turned into a blood mist in an instant, filling the air.