Mutants transformed into Astartes naturally could not be like normal humans. Some organs failed completely, while others developed excessively.
For instance, the enemies Evan now faced clearly had problems with their first-stage skeletal and muscular enhancement surgeries. Their bodies were abnormally small and thin, and they lacked the Black Carapace. Their visual controls and Leman's Ears, however, were excellent, allowing them to spot Evan's force from much farther away.
In that brief exchange of glances, their superbly enhanced eyes immediately picked out the insignia on our pauldrons.
"Crimson Tide! Kill them!"
They bounded through the corridor, the muscles in their withered arms and skinny thighs twitching. Their leader was slightly stronger, but even with his Power Sword raised high, its tip barely reached Evan's forehead.
Evan was a Big Boss who stood three metres tall without armour.
He glanced down at the teeming mass of enemies. Direct-Fire Missiles were already streaking out from behind him as his warriors greeted the enemy with their fiercest firepower.
A head flew into the air and rolled to the feet of the scarlet armour.
Evan slowly lifted his foot and stepped forward.
Behind him, the Beiwei Army raised their feet and advanced one step in perfect unison.
Boom! Their footfall was deafening, drowning out even the irregular bursts of bolter fire.
That synchronized thunder echoed throughout the Lunar-class Cruiser. The Crimson Tide's finest warriors had announced their arrival.
There was no need to hide. On a battlefield fought face-to-face, the strong disdained concealment. Like vengeful ghosts, like gods of slaughter, they wore the most conspicuous battle robes and made every enemy see them.
They would beat them until they fled at the mere sight!
Evan roared, and the soldiers before him charged into the enemy ranks. Wielding his sword in both hands, he cut