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

Chapter 324: Blood Cannon 5 Elite Soldiers

"Fire! Fire! Don't spare your bullets, keep those damned creatures out of the line!

All the anti-aircraft guns have been built, half hidden and half deployed, don't let those super heavy bombers wipe them out in one swoop!

The heavy machine gun teams and automatic gun teams should prepare for fire suppression and aim at those large targets."

The Astra Militarum is really miserable, pure 40k World War II

Commander Tas yelled into the walkie-talkie. Under normal circumstances, the enemies that were several kilometers long and coming like a tide would definitely make him feel unable to resist.

But the steady appearance of the angels on the hilltop really gave him a backbone. At least he had someone to rely on.

At this time, Lin Heng, one of the backbones, was silently feeling a certain feeling that had passed by in a flash before.

When that stinky can came forward to challenge, he clearly sensed the abnormalities in the psychic energy. That kind of feeling of peeling off the silk threads from the onion would be impossible to detect without a keen sense of smell for psychic energy.

The reason why he was able to surpass the priests and think tanks of the same level as him in this aspect was mostly because his body bones were replaced with the spirit bones of the elves.

He thought at the time that it was because of the panic of the crowd that caused his own psychic power to react, just like what he had experienced before.

But when the stinky can book lit up, hundreds of people were connected at the same time in an instant, and Lin Heng realized that the feeling was a more hidden psychic influence.

It really is like some kind of plague, a catastrophe caused by a virus so tiny that it is invisible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, the Red Scorpion's champion warrior quickly stopped the opponent, otherwise the damage caused would be small, but more chaos would be caused.

"Psychic connection...Soul connection...Plague...Connection...Hive Mind..."

Lin Heng thought for a moment, and recalled the conversation he had with the priest before the war - 'Psychic power is the process of using your imagination. The more rigid your thinking is, the weaker your psychic power feedback will be.'

This is very similar to what the priest said on the prison planet. It seems that there are always smart people who can understand it.

"Reverend, think tank, I have an idea. Although it is a little unrealistic, you said to use your imagination."

'you say.'

"Since the three of us can merge our psychic energies, why can't we connect the others as well? Even if we can't transmit energy to each other, at least we can ensure that we can detect when we are infected by certain psychic plagues!"

The think tank and the pastor looked at each other, then turned around and shook their heads:

"impossible."

'Not too possible.'

“You and I can connect perfectly because we all have no distractions and don’t consider other things. We all understand that the consequences of overusing psychic energy are extremely serious.

And those mortals don't understand that just knowing too much about the term "subspace" may lead them to fall into endless illusions, which I think you should understand."

'The power of the subspace is never a gentle gift. The more powerful the existence, the more it needs to resist the possibility of being infected. Of course, there are pros and cons. It all depends on how you choose..

Even I often hear illusory whispers, which require a tenacious spirit to fight against the infection, so mortals should not understand these things, which may easily open a door to disaster for them.

Moreover, even if you really connect with tens of thousands of minds, can you withstand their inner questions? Those are irresistible whispers, even more dangerous than the side effects of ordinary psychic powers.'

Lin Heng laughed bitterly at this. If he had not experienced the Dark Elf race, he really would not be able to get involved in this aspect. He didn't even dare to think about this situation.

But he had been through more dangerous ones, so this was still relatively peaceful compared to the tormented soul.

"If... I mean, if we were united as before and focused all our energy on one point, wouldn't the success rate be much higher?"

There have been many cases before, such as the more ancient Hive Will, the psychic power of Chief Bag connected thousands of subordinates, and now the Plague Wind connects the crowd.

Lin Heng still wanted to give it a try. After all, the Death Guard in front of him was really different from other forces. They killed people invisibly and infected people silently.

If it succeeds, it would be like building a psychic version of AI, with him being the brain, and the situation on the battlefield would be clearer.

"I believe in you.. Although I have never seen you, you should be able to create miracles. After all, you have your own way."

"Ah."

Lin Heng laughed in silence. He didn't expect that this pastor had such a big heart. The bigger the better. It's much better to have someone helping him wholeheartedly than someone who always blocks him.

"Pastor, I always feel familiar with you..."

"Hurry and strike the area covered by smoke. The enemy is using corrupted matter to construct some kind of weapon!"

The think tank's communication channel suddenly exploded, and then the image of a killing warrior's helmet was projected by the priest.

In the foggy area, the previously hardened land has now turned into a corrupt swamp, with overgrown vegetation in the central area.

The image was not clear, but it could be seen that a huge cannon-shaped weapon was slowly rising, and the rotting corpses and rusted vehicles were constantly being crushed and fused by the flesh tentacles.

The diameter of the ever-expanding barrel alone was estimated to be 2 to 30 meters wide. Although it was unclear what its ammunition was, it would be difficult for them to block it even with corpse balls.

"Damn it, we've been discovered. Find a way to blow up the artillery!"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of bombs exploding rang out. Under the exploding flames were hideous and bizarre Death Guards, which gradually rushed towards the killing teams under the cover of fog.

The picture flashed again and again, the scene gradually became more and more chaotic, and the camera was no longer aimed at the gradually rising artillery position.

Lin Heng hurriedly inquired about the situation of the position, and Commander Tasi said that there were less than two kilometers left before the battle.

"This short distance is only a matter of seconds. How long can the front line hold out?"

"About 6 hours..."

"Six hours, and this is when the enemy did not deploy Space Marines or send out heavy bombers."

Tas bit his lip. To be honest, they might not even be able to hold out for 6 hours, let alone 3 hours. Without the cover of heavy firepower, the position could not last long.

If we keep fighting like this, it’s only a matter of time before we all die. Moreover, the enemy has prepared a large, unknown turret, which further compresses our survival time.

"Think Tank, is there no way to have the battlecruiser conduct a ground attack?"

Green shook his head, indicating that those light cruisers would be here soon, and only with their cooperation would they dare to give it a try, and the price of this attempt would be total destruction.

"Then can we use the alien weapons we seized earlier? At least we can use some firepower to suppress them!"

"Of course, we can, but our Raven Black Star cannot be equipped with those weapons. At most, we can use some photon grenades or rapid-fire cannons."

"Isn't Panacea also an AI? Can we use it to connect and modify it?"

"STC is too precious, we can't take risks with it..."

"No!"

Just as Lin Heng and the think tank were talking endlessly, the commander of the Tass Army interrupted them. He wiped his sweat and looked directly at Lin Heng and said:

“Your Excellency Angel, we have seen your efforts, and we will always remember your selfless help.

Now that the empire's territory is being infested by abominations, I think we should also contribute a bit, a bit of strength that can really help you."

"Captain Tars, what are you talking about?"

Lin Heng looked at the man who was full of determination with confusion.

"The fighter planes and tanks are almost gone, and all kinds of missiles have been completely used up. Now the soldiers are basically fighting with laser guns and a small amount of heavy weapons.

As an incompetent legion commander, I cannot just watch this unit being destroyed.

My Lord Angel, I know the panacea is precious, but if he is contaminated then everything is over.

I want ten thousand of them. If each person eats two, there will be five thousand people in total. I will lead them to kill them directly through the underground tunnel!

Use those melta, plastic, and shard grenades to blow up that damn turret. The other angels are too valuable for us to care about."

Lin Heng remained silent. Although he wanted to say that there were other possibilities, the think tank's eyes told him that this was the best decision.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency Angel. The first second you appeared in front of me, I was sure that the Emperor really had not given up on us.

Whether it is true or false, there is no need to mention it anymore. The most important thing now is to kill those inhuman creatures.

Lin Heng! Let me go! "

With each breath, Tas's chest rose and fell, and Lin Heng seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heartbeat, but what he heard more was actually the resolute voice in his heart.

"Your Excellency Angel, you are a good soldier and a good friend, but you are not a good general. There are too many things you cannot let go of. Let me teach you a game!"

Without waiting for Lin Heng's reply, Tas turned around and mobilized five thousand elite soldiers. The 21st Army of the Far East Star Army, the 1st, 9th and 20th Regiments responded immediately, and all the officers arrived at the scene.

In addition to their own equipment, each person received an additional gas mask, four standard explosive packs, and two panaceas. They prepared their military uniforms and walked towards the flooded underground tunnel.

Everyone knew that this was a one-way trip and they had no way to retreat. In the tunnel, there was no other sound except the "crackling" sound of stepping on water.

Everyone looked solemn and not afraid of any danger. Moreover, they had tasted the panacea and now felt full of strength.

Lin Heng wished he could charge forward like the champion warrior who was still fighting.

...

The Chaos Cult, mixed with a large number of zombies and plague bearers, charged forward, laughing heartily in the flickering laser beams.

The old and dilapidated chariots roared across the hills, and the banging shells passed over the front line and exploded towards the positions.

Mortal Auxiliary Army Chaos Version

And underground, listening to the rumbling sound of artillery fire, the commander of the Tass Legion was not feeling fear, but incomparable envy.

He picked up the walkie-talkie, wiped his face, and sneered:

"If I had 200 guns per kilometer of my front, I would not report engagement or ask where to go next. I would report results achieved and ask for further instructions.

It's a pity that we have nothing. All we can fight for is our lives! Soldiers, you are all clear about your mission.

Take one before going up, but you certainly won't be able to hold on for too long in the miasma. When you can't hold on any longer, take the second one. There's nothing else to do but get close to the turret and cause as much damage as you can.

The political commissars of each company and I will go up first, followed by the lieutenants. You will arrive later. Don't worry, soldiers. The great emperor has prepared the best drinks for us!

For the Empire of Man!"

20 minutes later, Commander Tas came out of the ground wielding a chainsword and stepped into the muddy swamp, along with dozens of political commissars and lieutenants from the companies.

"For the Empire!"

Hundreds of people relied on the panacea to block the erosion of the plague swamp, but their shoes began to rot and their clothes melted under the entanglement of the fog.

The Plague Bearers fumbled with the rips in their bellies, gnawing at the leg bones of the Tau warriors.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Suddenly, explosions were heard everywhere. Those who carried the plague immediately became alert and ran towards the explosions.

Time waits for no one. Legion Commander Tas gasped and struggled as he waded through the pus. The soldiers around him quickly followed and moved towards the shadow in the clouds.

A group of five people ran forward with explosive packs in their arms, crossing the twisted vines they had never seen before, stepping over the weird tentacles that were still wriggling, and saw the terrifying existence with three cracked mouths...

"It's a can of shit! Run away in different directions!"

Tas shouted, then pulled out the fragmentation grenade hanging on his chest and threw it out quickly. Although the can looked extremely bloated, its speed was extremely fast.

It is no easier for a stinky can to pass the review than for Slaanesh

There was a whirring sound of wind, and in the mist, the two warriors were pierced by his pus-covered sword.

"Huhu..."

"Huhu..."

Tas held the chainsword tightly, and the roaring chain added a bit of courage, but the wind blew past, taking away not only his life but also his ability to think.

"I *you*!"

"Qiang!"

"Buzz!"

"when!"

Having fought for decades, Tas's reaction was very quick. In a state of selflessness, he actually blocked the attack of the Space Marine.

But it was still him who flew backwards.

"Plop...crash..."

"Hahaha, mortal, you should be proud of yourself for being able to take on the sword of the captain of the 7th Squad of the rd Pus and Blood Brigade of the Plague Company, the Poisonous Plague Howler, but that's all!"

Stinky Can said this as he walked towards the other party. Tas moved his body backwards. When he had no way to retreat, he could only touch the hot melt bomb behind him.

But the other party seemed to see through his thoughts, slowly bowed and said with a smile:

"Hot melt? Hahaha, let's try it. Is your hand faster or my sword faster?"

Amid the rumbling sound of the explosion, Tas swallowed his saliva again, looked at the other party's vicious smile, and quickly reached for the explosives.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the sword blade almost pierced his head, but the next instant the bomb exploded in the air, shattering the enemy's abdominal cavity.

"Ahhh! Damn it!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Come out...cough cough cough...ah!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"cough..."

"Bang bang bang!"

Tas sat down on the ground, gasping for breath while frantically looking for the person who offered a helping hand.

In a few seconds, a killing warrior came out with the power armor on the left front of his chest melted, the lower half of his mouth torn apart, and rotten bones exposed on his entire left shoulder. Despite being so seriously injured, he looked harmless.

"Heaven...Angel..."

"The Red Scorpion salutes you, great warrior. Now go and complete our mission."