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The medic immediately rushed to Groat's side, placed a teleportation beacon, and used the teleported surgical tools and bionic prosthetics to treat his injuries.
Looking at Grote lying unconscious on the ground, Gray was in a daze for a few seconds. He felt that he had tricked Grote.
If he hadn't given him the Gravity Scepter, or if he could have stopped him when he rushed out, Groat would not have been seriously injured.
Gray looked towards the end of the passage, turning from trance to anger, roaring and throwing a beacon.
The beacon flickered in the dimly lit passage, looking like a bullet, and Abaddon immediately reached out to grab the beacon with the hand bearing the Talon of Horus.
The beacon flashes in the Claw of Horus and is connected to the biological processor in Gray's brain. Anywhere within the circular area of 50 meters in diameter of the beacon can be a transmission point.
The next second Gray appeared above Abaddon and swung his chainsword.
Because Gray appeared so suddenly, Abaddon had already seen Gray but was too late to resist the attack. Thorax, who was standing behind him, swung his chain ax and struck Gray.
Gray suddenly disappeared when he was about to be hit by the chain axe, and was teleported behind Thorax again. The moment his body separated from the dimensional space, he drew his sword and cut off Thorax's right shoulder and arm together.
"Bastard!" Thorax was inspired by the Butcher's Nail to fight, and kept swinging the chain ax at Gray, but Gray disappeared into the dimension space again.
"Retreat!" Abaddon kept waving the magic sword. Even though there were no enemies around him, he still attacked, trying to use such a simple and plain method to deal with powerful enemies who could teleport.
Thorax ignored the Warmaster's orders, panting and looking for the enemy, and even wanted to rush to the end of the tunnel to fight with the enemy.
As a member of the original World Eater Legion, Thorax also has the Butcher's Nail on his head. Although the Butcher's Nail has a weak effect on him, it is effective after all.
Thorax's men were also inspired to fight. They knocked away the Black Legion Space Marines at the front and rushed to the end of the passage with explosive bombs.
"Listen to the Warmaster!" Typhons hit Thorax on the head with the scythe handle, which really woke him up a lot.
Thorax roared an order to his men who were rushing forward, ordering them to roll back immediately and retreat.
Abaddon and his party quickly left the passage and rushed to a very vast area.
After the firefight ended, Gray teleported directly and appeared in front of Grote. He scanned his old friend's injuries and confirmed that he would not die.
Grote was also awake, leaning in the arms of Ogryn named Lute. His only remaining arm was in poor condition. Three fingers might have been amputated by bomb fragments. This hand was clutching tightly. Gravity Scepter.
"I shouldn't have given you this scepter." Gray reached out and grabbed the blood-stained scepter. He originally wanted to give Groot a fighting chance against the Space Marines, so that he could at least protect himself in the most critical moment.
However, Grote rushed out before the firefight and took the initiative to attack with the gravity scepter. This was simply suicide.
"Hahaha..." Grote smiled with satisfaction, "Did you see it? I killed six Terminators, six Terminators! Hahaha!"
Gaius on the side stepped forward and pulled Gray aside, whispering: "This friend of yours is not mentally healthy and has self-destructive tendencies."
Gray strongly agreed with this: "How could a mentally healthy person give up his job of repairing logistics machinery and choose to continue to join the army?"
After saying this, Gray felt regretful. He thought that ten years had passed and Groat would at least be different from when he was seeking death on the Tyrone 2. However, it turned out that Groat had not changed much.
Greyfax observed Groat and felt that this guy seemed to be corrupted and was not normal at all.
"Take our captain back to the planet." Gray ordered Grote's guard captain: "Your mission is over."
"I can continue to fight." Grote, who had just changed into a prosthetic body, immediately refused Gray's order.
Gaius turned and looked down at Grote. "If he is your superior, then you should obey him, soldier."
"I agree with letting him stay and continue fighting." Greyfax suddenly expressed his stance.
"Go back immediately." Gray insisted on letting Grote leave, and even raised the shotgun laser on his arm to aim at him. "I order you to leave. You know the consequences of disobeying orders."
Grote looked at Gray indifferently, leaned against the wall slowly, and took a deep breath: "Just beat me to death."
Seeing that he couldn't scare Grote, Gray put his hand down and said in a pleading tone: "Get out of here, please."
Grote shook his head slowly: "They are all dead."
"What?" Gray frowned slightly.
"The 44th Regiment was reorganized before the attack on Tailong No. ten years ago, and it is gone again today, ten years later."
Grote murmured as if in a daze, clutching his hair in pain with both hands, looking very painful.
"I thought the battle on Cadia was already the most intense, but the battle on the Celestial Engine refreshed my understanding."
"We teleported out, and as the body gradually took shape, I saw the Titan on the opposite side firing at the Glory of Agrippina. The volcano cannon roared, and the sound when it fired was really like a volcano erupting."
"The Titan was hit when it fired, its body tilted, and the volcano cannon hit our side..."
After hearing this, Gray realized that Grote was talking about the almost complete destruction of the 44th Regiment.
Because they were hit by stray bullets during the Titan battle, only the guards and the regiment leader were left in the 44th regiment, and even more than half of the guards were dead.
Gray also realizes that this incident has brought Groat to the edge of collapse.
"This is the real war." Gaius said as he recalled, "Your equipment is very sophisticated, but it is meaningless in a high-intensity war. In the war ten thousand years ago, my brothers and I were like this Soldiers are just casualties that increase with the passage of time in a war. The difference between us and ordinary people is that we die more or less in one second."
Gaius paused and continued: "A warrior as powerful as the original body cannot deal with the Titans alone, and war machines like the Titans will still be annihilated in a more intense war. Hasn't anyone told you? Titan Graveyard story?”
After speaking, Gaius stretched out his hand to lift Grote up and patted his shoulder: "If you are not ready to sacrifice, then you should find a weapons factory to hammer screws instead of commanding a regiment. "
"He has been prepared to sacrifice for a long time." Gray did not want Gaius to think that Grote was a coward, so he reminded him.
In Gray's eyes, Grote is a twisted and contradictory person.
Grote likes fighting and killing, and is always ready to die with his enemies, but he is also a sentimental and gentle person.
During the Underhive War in Tyron's Hive, Groat was the Praetorian Guard who responded to the most requests for help.
Gray still remembered that every time he and he responded to the call for help and ended the battle, Grote would stand on the battlefield and look at the corpse blankly, saying: "If I can come here faster and kill all the enemies faster, he will You can leave the nest and return to your family after the war, instead of lying in a bomb crater with missing arms and legs."
The Ogryn named Lute has a very good relationship with Grote. Being able to gain the trust of the Ogryns shows that he is not a cold and cruel guy.
"I just want to end it quickly. I'm tired." Grote limped toward the end of the passage.
"End of what?" Gray asked.
"Everything," Grote responded. He gradually adapted to the new prosthetic leg and no longer limped.
Gray was a little angry and helpless, and finally stopped stopping Grote and took him with him to chase the enemy.
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Abaddon did not escape at all. He came to an empty metal space, let himself and Typhons and Thorax's men set up defenses, and then waited quietly.
In Abaddon's opinion, this area was far more bizarre than any other place on the Iron Planet.
This should be a giant warehouse with two platforms two kilometers apart.
The iron planet seems to be absorbing minerals from other planets in the Cadia system so that it can be used to repair another severely damaged iron planet.
When a large amount of ore is transported in along the pipeline on the left side of the warehouse, the distance between the platforms will suddenly shorten to the connecting distance, and then a huge number of transport drones will appear on the opposite platform, flying over to transport the ore Go to the platform opposite.
When the ore was transported, the platform on the opposite side moved away, and the distance became two kilometers again.
It's as if someone keeps taking away and putting back the two-kilometer gap, and the entire space has been modified.
It was difficult for Abaddon to describe the abstract scene he saw in words. He looked ten kilometers above the sky, where a luminous device was hanging from the metal ceiling.
When the distance between the two platforms is shortened, the device will glow, and when the distance between the platforms is restored, the device will dim.
"Their space technology eliminates the trouble of building roads. Gee, it's really eye-opening." Thorax analyzed.
Upon hearing this analysis, Abaddon first looked at Typhons, and then looked at Thorax in surprise, realizing that the speaker was the leader of the Oathbreaker warband.
"Are you wearing the Butcher's Nails or the Scholar's Nails in your head?" Abaddon asked.
"This has nothing to do with the nails." Thorax raised his hand and pointed to his head. "The Butcher's Nail is just a tool. The wise control it, and the fool is controlled by it."
"Ha." Abaddon smiled disdainfully and turned his head to continue staring in the direction where the enemy might appear.
Abaddon felt that Thorax was talking nonsense. The Butcher's Nail would replace brain tissue. No matter whether a wise man or a fool, he would have the same virtue as long as he had it.
But Thorax also had the Butcher's Nail, so why he wasn't controlled by the Nail is indeed a question.
"They are coming." Typhons reminded everyone, holding the scythe tightly.
Abaddon looked at the platform opposite. A group of ancient space warriors, an inquisitor, a praetorian guard, and a group of mortal soldiers walked onto the platform.
The device overhead has not yet lit up, the platform has not yet been docked, and the two sides are two kilometers apart.
Thorax's breathing became rapid and heavy, and he held the chain ax tightly with one hand.
The Butcher's Nail in his head was activated, and Thorax was very motivated to fight. His subordinates reacted more violently than him. They scratched their heads and scratched their heads anxiously because they had not received the battle order, and kept chopping the ground with their axes to vent their anger. meaning.
One of Thorax's men was armed with a bolter. He immediately opened fire on the opposite side, but after the bolt penetrated the chamber, it continued to fly between the two platforms until the fuel propelling the bolt was exhausted. It didn't fly even a hundred meters.
It is obvious that the space between the two platforms is unstable. The overhead device not only intermittently shortens the space, but also makes the space confusing and easy to modify.
Abaddon did not order a battle, but turned around and ordered his adjutant: "Place the beacon."
The reason why he chose to start the battle on a vast platform was not because Abaddon happened to run here, but because he wanted to gather more troops here.
This is why Thorax did not rush forward, he was waiting for Abaddon to execute his strategy.
After the beacon was placed, lights appeared one after another behind Abaddon, and more than 540 Space Marines were transmitted one after another, and then the mortal servants of the Oathbreaker warband.
These mortal servants have mutated axe-like arms and are known to the Empire as Flesh Tearers.
"Prepare for war!" Abaddon shouted loudly, raising his magic sword with both hands.
The Chaos Space Marines and mortal servants behind Abaddon roared with war cries, eager to fight.
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"We need reinforcements." Greyfax said, staring at the enemy opposite.
Gray immediately established communication and asked for help from Creed on Cadia, asking him to help arrange some Space Marines to come over.
Gray didn't want Iron Man coming, considering the presence of the Inquisitor.
Creed sent a request to all Space Marine Chapters and received responses quickly.
"The Weeper Chapter is already preparing to teleport, and the Space Wolves are also preparing to teleport." Creed said, "But the other chapters are unwilling to use Talon's teleportation technology, but they are willing to support and have already gone over in a strike cruiser. "
Gray awkwardly relayed Creed's response to the others.
"It doesn't make sense?" Captain Gaius was very confused. "The teleportation technology you use looks very scientific, how come they don't use it?"
"I won't use teleportation technology with unknown paths. If something goes wrong, the whole group will be wiped out and no bones will be left." Greyfax said.
"Unknown origin? How can there be teleportation technology with unknown origin? Why has this more advanced science and technology not been promoted and applied?" Gaius was even more confused.
Gray couldn't help it anymore. He looked at Gaius and said, "Times have changed..."