God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Boom——!

The heavy metal gate was knocked open in this way, and a giant with a strong smell of blood broke into Loken's temporary command post.

He entered the gate in a calm manner, the black eyepiece reflected a vicious wave, and blood dripped from the tomahawk held tightly by the right hand from time to time. He was looking for a target.

Then, appearing before his eyes are two combat robots that have already been prepared.

da da da ————!

Without waiting for him to react, the rain of bullets hiding the sky and covering the earth enveloped him, and the hot metal hit his armor, beating him stunned and standing. Unstable.

"Damn it!"

World Eater screamed angrily and stabilized his footsteps. Although the bullets were still impacting him, they were not enough to penetrate his vital parts.

"I want to tear it--"

When he was stimulated by the butcher’s nail, he was ready to charge desperately, using the serrations on the battle axe to knock that damn machine When the disciples were torn into pieces, several high-heat cutting lasers swept from both sides and above the gate.

World Eater, caught off guard, was swept across his shoulders and legs by the laser, and fell to the ground at once-one of his arms and thighs were neatly cut off.

While he continued to struggle, two combat robots stepped forward, still touching his chest and head with smoking muzzles.

"No--"

The next second, his roar was submerged in the rumbling sound of the gun.

"Huh..."

Looking breathed out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, seeing that the big guy only had the ability to twitch on the ground.

Fortunately, out of personal safety considerations, he secretly deployed a large number of defensive weapons in his den, which finally played a key role.

Fortunately, this guy is too arrogant, as if he is standing outside the door and shooting a shot, Loken feels that he has a high probability that he has gone to see Omsenia now.

"What's the situation now."

After solving the enemy in front of him, Loken hid for a while. After confirming that no other guy came to him, he finally got out from under the chair. ,

However, when he was about to go up and take a look at the "dead" Space Marine, the guy suddenly violent, with dripping blood, suddenly left his arm with the technical priest.

"hmph hum Ahhhhhhh ahhhh!"

Loken immediately screamed like a stomped toe, but before he was caught, a heavy hammer It struck like a meteor, slamming on the back of the bloody and chaotic Space Marine's head.

The other party staggered, fell to the ground, before getting up, it was another hammer.

Hey——!

The hammer directly slammed half of the opponent's head into the ground, and then the combat robot also stepped up to fill up the gun frantically, almost smashing the opponent's body before stopping.

Loken lifts the head dazedly, but saw a brawny man with a silver-gray apron and a high hat on his head.

"Is it dead?"

The brawny man rubbed his bald head and wiped the blood splashed on it. There was a piece from the root of his ear on his tough square face. The scar that extends to the chin, the thick neck looks unusually red and greasy under the light, and the thick arms look almost no worse than a Space Marine.

Seeing his outfit, somehow Loken thought of just two words.

Chef.

"Where is your kitchen? Or a place to store food."

The brawny man stared at Loken and asked in a very "sincere" tone.

However, considering the heavy hammer dripping with blood in his hand, Loken felt that he had no reason to refuse, so he pointed to the door and said:

" Turn five hundred meters, see a staircase, go up, and turn left for one hundred meters."

"Thank you, my name is Rozim Premki, I'm secretly driving the shuttle The machine sneaked in just to replenish some goods, so don’t tell me anything."

"Oh...oh!"

Immediately, Loken was still in a dream, and it was not until the sound of the alarm penetrated his eardrums that he remembered that he was in an invasion.

He hurriedly walked to the console and connected the mechanical appendages to the monitoring system of the track station.

As a result, he startedled. At this point when he was entangled by that big guy, the traitors had already approached Star Harbor.

They found a temporary maintenance channel, Loken can control most of the area, but this area is not often used, so there is no monitoring system connected to the rail station.

Now, there are not many means he can drive. Starport has assembled a defensive force of thousands of people, but it is still unknown whether he can do anything.

Loken is pessimistic about this report.

He is already considering whether to start the self-destruction program of the orbital station. As the highest representative of the mechanical teaching on the orbital station, he has this authority.

Once he does this, he will let tens of thousands of people be buried with a few traitors. Of course he has a way to slip away, but after slipping away, he may not be able to return to the planet.

After all, such a huge loss, someone has to take the blame.

Depending on the situation, Sola’s idiot has probably died, so whoever is the best candidate to hold back.

Loken is in a dilemma. At this time, he is really willing to exchange anything for a team of escorts or loyal Astarte, anything—

Didi——

The communicator rang suddenly, and Loken was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this was not a signal from the ground, but from the void.

Then he pressed the connect button.

"Hello, how are you?"

"Hello, citizen of Imperium, I am the Chapter Chief of Astral Knight Chapter, Soshian, we have received a distress signal."

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Loken immediately, grabbed the gear on his chest and kissed fiercely.

Praise Omsenia!

"Yes, yes! I am Loken Priest, the technical priest of the Ma'kande 2 orbital defensive station! The signal was sent by me, and we were attacked by a group of Imperium traitors!"

"We have confirmed the identities of the attackers, where are they now? How many are they."

"My lord, there are 9 traitors in total, and they have been Solved one. Their goal is a sword-class frigate that has been overhauled, the Honor Sabre. They have broken through the central control room and are heading to Xinggang."

"Understand, we will arrive directly Starport, by then I hope you can cooperate with us to eliminate these traitors."

"Starport has assembled a part of the defense forces and is always ready for your dispatch, my lord."

"Very good , I need a structural diagram of Starport, and I hope you can arrange for the defenders to make the following deployment..."

"I am waiting for your dispatch, my lord."

This At that time, Loken suddenly remembered that the name Astral Knight Chapter was a bit familiar.

"My lord, did you come here with your fleet to supply a batch of equipment and supplies?"

He finally remembered that his instructor used to have a team with the Astral Knight regiment. He promised to provide two hundred years of equipment supplies for this Chapter. The last batch should have started long ago, but the other party asked not to ship first.

Loken was still weird at the time, and on the ground, he always asked to ship goods quickly to free up valuable warehouse space, but since it was Astarte's request, he agreed.

Didn't expect an unintentional act, and finally became the key to saving oneself.

"Yes, are those supplies still safe."

"Very safe! I put them in the safest warehouse without any looting or destruction."

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"Thank you very much for your move, Loken Priest."

After knowing that the supplies are all safe, the original blunt tone on the other side softened a bit.

"Our Thunder Eagle will arrive at Star Harbor soon, you arrange this..."