"For the great Emperor!"
An Ecclesiarchy fanatic, his body covered in bombs, roared as he charged at the Defense Force soldiers attacking a position along the second line of defense.
He continued to roar, "Great Emperor, Your loyal servant is about to return to Your Golden Throne, to continue following You and destroy all enemies of the Imperium."
His eyes were filled with fanaticism and resolve, as though he had already cast life and death aside.
His strides were firm and powerful, every step seeming to bring him closer to death. There was only one belief in his heart: fight for the Emperor, fight for his faith.
The Defense Force soldiers advancing slowly behind their force shields watched the fanatic charge over and simply raised their weapons, shooting him dead.
After the bomb-laden fanatic was killed, the bombs on his body entered their final countdown.
With a thunderous boom, a massive explosion erupted, hurling dust into the sky.
Like a violent tornado, the dust swept across the entire battlefield on a wave of heat, shrouding everything nearby in a hazy blur.
The heavy machine guns opened fire again, countless dense bullets raining down upon the advancing Defense Force soldiers.
The bullets carved deadly arcs through the air with piercing shrieks that sent chills down the spine.
Boom! Boom!
Heavy machine-gun rounds slammed into the force shields with tremendous crashes. The deafening sound was like thunder, making hearts tremble.
"Quick! Take out that machine gunner!" the squad leader holding the force shield shouted at his comrades behind him.
His voice was filled with urgency and tension. They had to eliminate the threat quickly; otherwise, once the force shield was overloaded by the heavy machine gun, the comrades following behind him could be wounded or killed.
Although the force shield possessed formidable