Gers had it even worse. First, he had been carrying his brother, and then he had jumped down from the pit. With the weight of two Astartes—nearly two tons—the impact was tremendous.
As a result, the entire pipe nearly collapsed under them.
Fortunately, the pipe was directly supported by a structure of packed earth and bricks beneath it. Even so, the pipe had still been badly deformed.
The sewage splashed up by their landing completely engulfed Gers and the brother he was carrying.
Even some chunks of flesh and bone swept up by the wastewater somehow washed over the grease and grime caked on top of the sewage pipe, piling it directly onto Gers's helmet.
At a glance, it almost seemed as if Gers's flowing long hair had returned!
None of the Astartes before or behind him noticed the change.
All they knew was that Gers later changed helmets—and thereafter always kept his head completely shaved!
As the Blood Angels emerged from the pipe one after another, they gazed dazedly at the lush green mountains. Quan Tiehua felt as if he had arrived in Papa Nurgle's backyard.
He looked back at the pipe. He had not expected this base to have extended its sewage system so deep.
"Oh, Emperor, I need to find a water source and thoroughly clean my Power Armour." Dullens's first words upon woodenly emerging from the pipe proved his devotion to the Emperor. "And I'll need incense and priests to fumigate and pray over this precious, premium Imperial Creed Codex, as well as perform the daily burning of incense and ritual ablution!" As he spoke, he once again raised the Imperial Creed Codex—Premium Edition, which had not been touched by a single trace of filth, yet seemed faintly to exude some indescribable odor.
Quan Tiehua was speechless. He looked at everyone who had emerged, their spirits utterly drained as they sat, lay, or leaned against whatever was nearby.
Japan, just you wait!
By this point, Quan Tiehua was beginning to wonder whether he was really an Astartes at all. Damn it, a group of ordinary humans had forced them to crawl through a sewage pipe!
But circumstances were stronger than people. All he could do was accept it!
Their current fighting style could basically only rely on close combat. If the Japanese government sent out a mass of people who did not care about human lives to hold them back—
Then followed up with missile and nuclear attacks, oh, hell!
The entire company would be wiped out!
Right now, he was gambling—completely like a gambler. He was betting that China would cooperate with him, because from beginning to end, he had not received a single message from China.
But relying on his understanding, as a Chinese person in his previous life, of the spiritual core of Chinese civilization, combined with their desperate situation, he could only take the gamble!
Of course, there was another option: the entire company could return immediately.
But even after returning, that world would still be under attack by demons. The Blood Angels had even been ordered by their commander to leave the system and seek reinforcements. Returning would accomplish nothing. Perhaps they could still take a gamble in this world!
"We..."
Bang bang bang bang bang bang—
The roar of firearm grenades suddenly exploded around them. Some even struck Quan Tiehua precisely in the center of his helmet. The resulting blast left his mind momentarily dazed, and his ears rang.
His muscle memory reacted instinctively, instantly pinpointing the source of the attack.
The negative effects caused by those brief moments vanished almost instantly under his powerful physiology.
The next second, more attacks from heavy weapons came rushing at them from all directions.
Heavy machine-gun rounds clanged against their plasteel armor. Quan Tiehua looked over and even saw men operating already-emplaced rocket launchers and aiming them in their direction.
He quickly drew his plasma pistol and aimed it there, firing a plasma bolt that instantly reduced the position to ashes.
The other brothers had already raised their weapons and charged toward the firing positions the moment they came under attack!
But just as they reached the halfway point, the fire being directed at them abruptly ceased.
Although they were somewhat puzzled, they did not slow down at all. Gunfire was still erupting from the area where the attacks had originated.
Quan Tiehua ran straight toward it with his Power Sword in hand, leaving it inactive.
At that moment, around the firing positions, a group of people dressed in ordinary civilian clothing but armed with various automatic light weapons and wearing light body armor were coordinating in three-man teams to launch a surprise attack on the elite little Japanese soldiers lying in ambush.
Although they achieved significant results in an instant and inflicted heavy damage on the little Japanese soldiers concealed there, their weapons and numbers were major weaknesses. Once the little Japanese soldiers recovered, they too began suffering casualties.
Some heavy machine guns even swung around and furiously swept the cover where they were hiding! After only a few seconds of machine-gun fire, the strange rocks shattered, sending earth and stones flying.
But in the next moment, a bullet fired from afar blew the heavy machine gunner's head apart.
"There's a sniper!" one of the little Japanese soldiers shouted, but immediately afterward, his head was blown apart as well.
Those two gunshots were enough for the remaining little Japanese soldiers to identify the sniper's position. The automatic grenade launchers already emplaced within the defensive fortifications also began turning their barrels. They pulled the triggers directly at the conspicuous sniper position marked by the spotter through his smart telescope.
The sniper was extremely vigilant as well. After firing two shots, he immediately rolled away and vanished without a trace. But the next second, several grenades exploded violently within a dozen meters of his position!
However, the grenade barrage lasted only two or three seconds before the sound of something heavy stomping the earth came from their flank.
Several little Japanese soldiers froze in surprise. Then, their faces filled with panic as they tried to turn their weapons around. Suddenly, with a thunderous crash, a massive figure like a tank racing across a battlefield smashed through the defensive fortifications made of sandbags and temporary bulletproof walls.
An iron giant reeking of filth, covered in scraps of flesh and still-wet blood, charged over and swung up a Chainsword with a gaping mouth and sharp teeth, as if it were about to devour someone.
The Chainsword was not even activated. Relying solely on its monomolecular teeth, it hacked the grenade launcher and the fully armed little Japanese soldiers into a bloody mess.
Several Astartes charging toward the heavy weapons positions ended the entire battle in less than half a minute. Nearly half that time had been spent running.
After the Astartes finished off the little Japanese soldiers, however, they drew their boltguns and took cover behind various obstacles, aiming their muzzles at the people dressed in civilian clothing.
The people in civilian clothes also took cover behind various obstacles.
Then one of them shouted in English, "I need to speak with your leader! We're not from this country. We can cooperate with you!"
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