Discomfort

As they reached the end of the corridor, the Astartes following behind surged forward, immediately engaging the monsters still swarming towards them.

The area had expanded, allowing them to fight with their full strength.

Quilstein's eyes lit up upon seeing the laboratory. Glancing at his brothers diligently fighting around him, he stealthily approached an experimental table. He looked into a specimen jar containing the remains of a monster and a viscous, almost blue blood sample.

Nodding in satisfaction, he then reached for a vacuum-sealed glass bottle wrapped in a steel frame.

No one was around!

He directly filled two large jars with the blood and hung them from his waist.

At this moment! B-52 bombers had arrived overhead the base and dropped all their aerial bombs onto the mountain.

Instantly, the entire mountain, including the underground biological base, began to shake.

The deafening explosions even caused cracks to appear in the walls at the edges of the base, spitting out dust and dirt.

Tylert briefly scanned the interior of the base, accurately locating the main power switch. He didn't turn it on immediately, as activating the circuits during the bombing could easily cause short circuits.

However, he had already seen the interior layout and structure of the base. He shook his head, somewhat dissatisfied. But with his experience and expertise, withstanding this wave of bombing was more than enough. He suspected, however, that the base's exits would likely be completely blocked by the debris from the bombing.

After clearing out the monsters in this section of the base, the Blood Angels, along with the Apothecary and Tech-Sergeants, began searching the area.

Tylert had already started repairing some of the short-circuited areas after the bombing ended.

In just a moment, with a hum of power, the entire dark base was instantly illuminated!

Tylert, however, was not idle. After resolving the power issues, he began to consider possible escape routes based on the base's structure and layout.

He had checked the exits after the bombing and confirmed they were indeed blocked.

He used his chainsword to clear a passage large enough for an Astartes to advance, but after clearing about two meters, he gave up.

Considering the length of the exit tunnel when they entered, combined with the debris and collapse caused by the bombing, the length was likely a hundred meters.

If all the brothers worked together to dig, they could definitely get out. But the time it would take would be enough for those traitorous Imperial citizens outside to gather various armed forces and set up traps waiting for them.

Based on the memories in those Imperial citizens' minds, they would likely deploy all sorts of missile attacks, even nuclear bombs!

Then none of them would be able to escape!

So, this plan was immediately abandoned. As he continued searching and analyzing, he finally discovered an entrance/exit!

Furthermore, the size of this entrance/exit was quite suitable for an Astartes' stature!

But...

When all the brothers stood at the entrance/exit, they glanced at it, then silently looked at Tylert, who was standing there, explaining volubly.

He had led them to the sewage disposal area!

Although the ground was still covered by various alloy plates and cement, the tunnels and collection pools below still existed!

After all, this was a biological surgery laboratory. The daily waste from personnel's eating, drinking, and excreting, as well as the water and biological waste generated during experiments, was staggering.

Therefore, although their sewage pipes were filled with various screens and mixers, their area was extremely spacious. The wire mesh and other obstacles inside were like child's play to the Astartes.

Tylert used the plasma pistol borrowed from Quan Tiehua to blast several holes in the floor, large enough for an Astartes to pass through.

However, the stench emanating from the holes, even though the Astartes were wearing helmets, could still be "smelled"!

"Brother! Is there no other way?" At this moment, Dullens, whose Power Armour was inscribed with the Emperor's words and adorned with purity seals, took off his helmet and approached Tylert with a look of a pilgrim.

"I don't want the Emperor's words and purity seals on my armor..." He then, as if performing magic, produced a copy of the Imperial Creed Codex from somewhere, clasped his hands across his chest, and pleaded, "And this Imperial Creed Codex to be so desecrated! This is a masterpiece born beneath the Emperor's Throne on Terra! There are only a few like it in the entire galaxy!"

Quan Tiehua looked at the scene, unsure what to say, but truthfully, he also didn't want to go down there.

Whoosh--

"Hey!" Dullens' voice was somewhat angry. He held the Imperial Creed high to prevent it from being soiled.

However, a brother behind him, moving too vigorously forward, caused some splashes of filth to nearly fly onto the Imperial Creed.

This made him unable to resist letting out a yelp at the other.

"Oh, sorry, Dullens! I didn't mean to, I just didn't expect there to be bones here. You should have warned me, because you were walking in front of me!"

Lorenz didn't want to argue and could only continue to protect the Imperial Creed with both hands, walking forward cautiously.

To be honest, as an Astartes, he had never been so careful since becoming one.

Slowly lifting his foot, sweeping left and right in the path cleared by the brother in front, checking for any danger of stepping on something or encountering other bones.

The two brothers clearing the path ahead were Quan Tiehua and Tylert. And at this moment, Tylert's entire Power Armour was covered in filth.

Because when they decided to take this passage, the question of who would go down first became critical!

And Tylert, having come up with this terrible idea, wanted to wait until last to descend.

How could they let him have his way? Several brothers, taking him by surprise, directly pushed him into the sewage pipeline that resembled a septic tank.

He fell into the water with his limbs splayed, his entire Power Armour almost submerged in the murky liquid.

And Tylert, who had a certain degree of cleanliness, couldn't stand his Power Armour being dirty and such unsanitary behavior.

Therefore, at this moment, he appeared somewhat withdrawn.

The worst off were the Chapter Master and Gers, who had fallen into a coma.

Although their injuries were stable and they had begun to recover, neither had woken up yet.

Therefore, two additional brothers were needed to carry them forward. But when they jumped down from the cave entrance, these two were extremely, extremely lucky.

First of all, the Chapter Master's shoulder guard—wasn't that given to Quan Tiehua to use?

So when these fluids splattered, they unexpectedly adhered to the gaps and flowed into the Power Armour!

Combined with the burnt flesh inside the Power Armour and the ointment applied... hmm...

He was high!