Khorne Is Still Chasing Me?!

The door to the Upper-hive has finally opened!

However, quite differently from what many soldiers and civilians had imagined, what they received was not reinforcements, but an overwhelming, tidal wave of Warp Daemon!

It was like opening a floodgate, and the water rushed into Middle Hive one go!

But... misfortune never comes singly. Taking advantage of the chaos and low morale of the Planetary Defense Force, the Cultists from the Underhive completely changed their habit of never fighting at night and surged from the Underhive to the Middle Hive in one fell swoop!

In just a few minutes, the "Maginot Line," meticulously constructed by the Planetary Defense Force, the Riot Control Team, and the Department of Justice, was easily breached by the Cultists!

The Warp Daemon that poured out of Upper-hive were surprisingly Genestealer; instead of targeting the front lines of the Defense Force, they went straight for the rear, attacking the ordinary people who were originally in the protected area!

For a time, screams and wails filled the air.

Under the rampage and slaughter of the Daemon, countless people die every second, and blood flows in almost every street.

The crowd screamed in terror, seemingly out of control, and broke through the defenses set up by the Department of Justice!

If you look at it from a high place...

It was clear that Daemon of demons were herding the terrified, irrational crowd towards the front-line Defense Force, much like herding a flock of sheep!

And what about the Defense Force at the front?

The situation was equally dire. Cultists were breaking through the defenses Second Company, and with the rampaging Warp Daemon in the rear, almost 90 percent of the soldiers had completely lost their will to fight!

"Run! Chaos is coming!"

"Run! Run!"

"No, don't kill me..."

Crowding, trampling, shoving... countless soldiers of the Defense Force completely forgot about battle lines and tactics, their only thought was to retreat!

Let's move to a more secure, rear location!

Looking at the Defense Force was in complete chaos, retreating as if fleeing a disaster, and being easily slaughtered by the Cultists, it was hard to imagine that... this was a well-trained army that had even been able to suppress the Cultists in the battles of the previous few days.

Morale is truly a mysterious thing.

It is invisible and intangible, yet it exists in reality.

With high morale and hope, the Planetary Defense Force were able to hold their ground despite the difficulties, engaging in hand-to-hand combat and fierce fighting with the fanatical Cultists.

However... with morale collapsed and all hope utterly lost, the Planetary Defense Force actually turned their backs on the enemy, pushing, shoving, and trampling on their comrades, turning it into a complete mass exodus!

"Everyone, hold your ground! No retreating!"

Commissar Grey tried his best to stabilize the collapsing morale and defenses, but alas... even the Astra Militarum found it difficult to maintain composure when attacked from both sides.

Not to mention... it's the Planetary Defense Force?

"Get back to the front lines! Get back to the lines!" Commissar Grey kicked over a soldier who was trying to escape, pointed a gun at his head, and roared with bloodshot eyes, "Supervisory team, anyone who dares to retreat a single step, shoot him on the spot!"

However, after the order was issued, no one responded.

Commissar Grey froze for a few seconds, then looked back in disbelief... Besides Alvin, who had a bitter expression on his face, even the communications soldier had run away.

Not just the supervisory teams, the entire front is in a massive rout!

No one obeyed orders anymore. Driven by instinct, everyone fled aimlessly and without direction, like a flock of frightened sheep!

"It's over."

Commissar Grey's eyes were bloodshot with rage, yet he was powerless to do anything. He drew his gun, looked around blankly, and had no idea what to do.

Under such circumstances, no Commissar or commander could regroup these routed soldiers.

Boost morale?

Stop joking. From the moment the gates to Upper-hive were opened and Warp Daemon poured out, all that bullshit about boosting morale became completely useless!

"We... lost..."

Commissar Grey looked on with bitterness and despair at the completely routed army, which was being chased around like pigs and dogs by Cultists and Daemon. His eyes were filled with disappointment.

If it were the Astra Militarum, perhaps they could turn the tide!

However, these Planetary Defense Force are not the warriors of the Emperor. To be more precise, they should be the private army of the Planetary Governor, lacking both pure faith and superb skills.

That's why.

Grey went to great lengths to conceal the situation at the Upper-hive, fearing it would lead to a collapse in morale, but now... it's all meaningless; all that awaits them is slaughter by Chaos!

Just then, shouts of "Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!" came from all directions.

It's Khorne!

"Commissar, we must retreat now!" Alvin glanced at the biological map, which was covered with dense red heat sources, clearly indicating that they were surrounded!

"Good."

Although Commissar Grey was very unwilling, he had no other choice but to retreat.

The fortifications surrounding the command post were extremely sturdy. Even though the Cultists had a numerical advantage, it wouldn't be easy for them to take down this tough nut in a short time.

This, in turn, bought Alvin crucial time!

"The 3rd Company of the 185th Regiment, with all 47 men, is assembled!"

Diz wiped the blood from his face and revealed a simple, honest smile.

Behind him were the remaining 47 men of the 3rd Company, almost all of them bearing some kind of injury, looking extremely pitiful. But the only difference was... in the eyes of each of them, there was an indomitable fighting spirit!

"Company Commander, give the order! Let's fight those bastards!"

"That's right, give the order, Company Commander! We're not afraid to die!"

Looking at the 3rd Company, their morale soaring, Alvin took a deep breath, somewhat moved, his eyes slightly reddening, and shouted, "Everyone, follow me and the Commissar, we're retreating!"

Not all the Defense Force are in retreat!

A very small number of people, according to their own circumstances, are tenaciously and resolutely resisting Chaos and Cultists!

The 3rd Company of the 185th Regiment was one of them!

Although not everyone could understand the order, the Company Commander was the Company Commander, and they still decided to obey!

"You're a born commander!" Even Commissar Grey was amazed as she looked at the 3rd Company soldiers who miraculously possessed the will to fight and did not doubt their orders in the slightest.

Keep in mind, this wasn't done by any supervisory team; it came purely from the heart. There's only one possibility... that is, Alvin, who has extremely high prestige in this company!

In just a few days, he managed to gain such high prestige within the company through his parachuting in.

Grey had seen people like that before.

Without exception, those people eventually became renowned "heroes" of the Astra Militarum and even the Imperium!

In Alvin... Grey saw hope.

But, just as everyone was retreating...

Suddenly, the sturdy defensive fortifications were shattered by an overwhelming force. The terrifying aftershocks and visible shockwaves sent them all flying!

As Alvin landed on the ground, a sense of foreboding washed over him. An immense fear swept over him, and endless slaughter and bloodshed, accompanied by terrifying gales, rushed towards him!

"Ah... Alvin!!!"

Yes, it's Emerich's voice!

This time, Alvin finally heard it clearly, and he was certain it was Emerich!

With a single axe strike, the Chosen of the Gods of Khorne shattered the fortified defenses. Stepping over the collapsed ruins, clad in the blasphemous armor of the Blood God, he appeared as an invincible war god.

His bloodshot eyes locked onto Alvin's direction, and he roared deafeningly, "Coward—come and fight!!!"

Damn it, Khorne is still chasing me?!

Alvin was so angry he was cursing. Last time, he barely managed to escape thanks to the cover of heavy artillery. What was he going to do this time?

I couldn't help but search for information about post-hemorrhoid surgery... and it made me even more scared.