Like Arriving in Grandfather's Stew Pot

Gers, however, was in an even worse state. First, he was carrying his brother on his back. When they jumped down from the pit, the combined weight of the two Astartes was nearly two tons.

As a result, the entire pipe was almost crushed under their weight.

Fortunately, the pipe was directly supported by brick and stone structures underneath. Even so, the pipe was deformed.

The sewage splashed up by their jump completely drenched Gers and the brother he was carrying.

Some shredded meat and bones, stirred up by the sewage, even happened to wash up onto the grease and grime accumulated at the top of the sewage pipe, piling directly onto Gers' helmet.

If one were to look, it would seem as if Gers' flowing long hair had returned!

This change went unnoticed by all the Astartes behind them.

All they knew was that later, Gers changed his helmet and would forever remain bald!

As all the Blood Angels emerged from the pipe one by one, they looked out at the lush green mountainside. Quan Tiehua felt as if he had arrived in Grandfather Nurgle's backyard.

He glanced back at the pipe, surprised at how deep the base had extended the sewage pipe.

"Oh, heavens, I need to find a water source to thoroughly cleanse my Power Armour," Drenth's first words as he numbly walked out of the pipe proved his faith in the Emperor. "And I need incense and divine personnel to fumigate and perform daily cleansing rituals for this precious, exquisite Imperial Creed Codex!" As he spoke, he once again raised the Imperial Creed Codex - Exquisite Edition, which, though unstained, seemed to emanate an indescribable aura.

Quan Tiehua was speechless at this moment, looking at everyone who had now emerged. They were either sitting, lying, or leaning against each other, their spirits depleted.

Japan, you better wait for me!

At this point, Quan Tiehua even doubted if he was truly an Astartes. He was being forced by a group of Imperial citizens to crawl through a sewage pipe!

But circumstances were beyond his control, so he had to accept his fate!

Their current combat style was basically limited to close combat. If, like the Japanese government, they sent out a horde of people who didn't care about human lives to slow them down, and then attacked with missiles and nuclear bombs, oh boy!

The entire Chapter would be wiped out!

He was gambling now, like a true gambler. He was betting that Huaxia would cooperate with him, because from beginning to end, he hadn't received a single message from Huaxia.

However, based on his understanding of the spiritual core of Huaxia civilization from his past life as a Huaxian, coupled with his current predicament, he could only gamble!

Of course, there was another option: the entire Chapter could return immediately.

But if they returned, that world would still be plagued by demons. Even the Blood Angels' ship had been ordered by the Chapter Master to withdraw from this star system to seek reinforcements. Returning would be futile; perhaps there was still a chance to gamble in this world!

"We..."

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG--

The sound of gunfire and grenades erupted around them instantly. Some even landed precisely in the center above Quan Tiehua's head, causing an explosion that dazed him, his ears ringing!

His subconscious muscle memory allowed him to instantly pinpoint the source of the attack.

The negative effects caused in just a moment vanished instantly due to his formidable physiological functions.

The next second, more heavy weapon fire rained down on them from all directions.

The heavy machine guns pinged and clanged against their Plasteel armor. Quan Tiehua's gaze shifted, and he even saw the enemy operating rocket launchers that had been set up and aiming at them.

He quickly drew his plasma pistol and fired a plasma bolt at them, instantly turning them to ash.

His other brothers, the moment they came under attack, had already charged towards the firing positions with their weapons!

But halfway through their charge, the enemy fire abruptly ceased.

Although they were puzzled, their speed did not decrease. The sounds of gunfire still raged from the locations where the attacks originated.

Quan Tiehua, holding his Power Sword but not activating it, charged straight ahead.

Meanwhile, at the firing positions, a group of people dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, but wielding various automatic light weapons and wearing light body armor, were coordinating in a three-man fire team formation, launching surprise attacks on the ambushing elite little idiots.

Although they achieved significant results in an instant, inflicting the greatest damage on the ambushing little idiots, due to the power of their weapons and their numerical disadvantage, once these little idiots reacted, casualties began to mount among them.

Some heavy machine gun fire even swung around, sweeping towards the cover the civilians were hiding behind! Rocks and stones shattered under the barrage of heavy machine gun fire within seconds, sending dirt and debris flying.

But the next moment, a bullet fired from a distance struck a heavy machine gunner directly in the head.

"Sniper!" one of the little idiots shouted, but immediately after, his head was also blown open.

These two gunshots were enough for the remaining little idiots to pinpoint the sniper's position. The automatic grenade launcher, already set up in defensive positions, also swiveled its muzzle and fired at the sniper, who had been clearly marked by the spotter in the smart scope.

The sniper was extremely vigilant, rolling after firing two shots and then disappearing. But the next second, several grenades detonated violently within a dozen meters of his position!

However, the grenade barrage lasted only two or three seconds before the sound of a heavy object crushing the ground came from their flank.

Several little idiots were stunned at first, then their faces filled with panic as they tried to turn their weapons. But suddenly, with a loud BOOM, a hulking figure, like a tank racing on a battlefield, smashed through the defensive position made of sandbags and temporary bulletproof walls.

A steel giant, reeking of filth and adorned with various pieces of flesh and dried blood, charged forward. It casually swung its Chainsword, which had a gaping maw filled with sharp teeth, as if ready to devour its prey.

The Chainsword was not activated. The monomolecular chain blade alone sliced through the grenade launcher and the heavily armed little idiots, reducing them to shreds.

The few Astartes who had charged towards the heavy firing positions ended the battle within half a minute, with a significant portion of that time spent running.

After the Astartes finished dealing with the little idiots, they drew their Bolters and took cover behind some obstacles, aiming their weapons at the civilians.

The group of people in civilian clothes also took cover behind various obstacles.

Then, one of them shouted in English, "I need to talk to your leader! We are not from this country, and we can cooperate with you!"