Chapter 383: Expedition Road: Aliens and Friends

Captain Sumani looked at the burly Ork. He took a step forward and stepped on an Eldar helmet. The moment his broad thigh with strong muscles stepped on it, the steel helmet gradually twisted and deformed, and finally broke into a flat surface.

The orc stepped on the wreckage of the helmet, holding a bolter in his hand and looking at the people in front of him. He looked at the Eldar who were short to him, and soon moved his eyes to Captain Sumani, who was even more burly and almost as tall as him.

The captain was also looking at him. Sumani had served as a Space Marine for four hundred years, and he had served as a captain for nearly a hundred years, so he had fought with almost all the enemies of the Emperor. During the long years of fighting, Captain Sumani, as a senior officer of the younger generation of the White Scars, fought in various parts of the galaxy.

During his long years of service, the enemy he remembered most clearly was the greenskins, those tall, strong green enemies who created incredible creations. He remembered countless brothers who died at the hands of these alien enemies, and countless worlds destroyed by their green tides.

He had seen cities collapse under the impact of their huge machines, and had seen an entire world tightly covered by the green tide, from a nest to a planet, to an entire galaxy and even a star region.

As a Space Marine, Captain Sumani had fought these enemies millions of times, so that when he just saw this burly Ork, he could smell the unique smell of the greenskins, a unique smell like fungi, as if it had penetrated into the location of an entire fungus community.

Captain Sumani's countless brothers had died at the hands of these greenskins, and his hatred for these greenskins was no less than that for the Eldar behind him, so Captain Sumani almost focused all his attention on the greenskin with fanged lips as soon as the greenskin appeared.

He stared at the other's orange eyes, and the latter also looked at him. Suddenly, the greenskin's huge arm was raised forward, and the muzzle of the thick bolt machine gun was slowly raised and aimed at Captain Sumani. The latter almost immediately slid his right leg back, clenched his fists and prepared for a fighting posture.

But just as Captain Sumani was about to dodge the first shot of the fight, and then went up to fight in close combat, twisting the neck of the greenskin alien, he suddenly found that the greenskin had suddenly moved the muzzle of the gun aimed at him away, and pointed it at the Eldar aliens behind him.

The Eldars suddenly widened their eyes and looked at the greenskin in front of them in disbelief, while the latter suddenly pulled the trigger, roaring and flicking his tongue in the bursts of gunfire, aiming at the Eldar and their mercenaries at the edge of the square, and the dense bombs whizzed over the edge of the square, causing a piece of blood and flesh to fly in the blink of an eye.

Captain Sumani turned his head to look at the broken limbs and smoking corpses on the ground behind him, and the last Eldar standing at the edge of the square, whose entire right half of his body was shot off. The knife in his left hand fell to the ground powerlessly, and he fell forward with a dull look in his eyes.

Sumani watched the Eldar fall to the ground, and the blood gradually spread under his body. He fell on the broken corpses on the ground, and he himself had already turned into another broken corpse under the roaring gun.

The captain turned his head in surprise and looked at the greenskin standing in front of him. He raised the machine gun and raised his hands above his head and roared. He fired at the heavy machine gun above his head, aiming at the sky. The strong recoil made his arms tremble in the air, but they were as stable as a rock.

The greenskins roared into the air, and in an instant, a large number of burly figures rushed out from the smoke on both sides. They rushed past the burning tanks with huge machetes, chainsaws, swords and axes in their hands, and some held high guns of different shapes, styles and sizes, firing randomly into the air while roaring and rushing over.

Sumani looked at the giants rushing past and stepped back and clenched his fists. He faced the roaring orc war group and the ferocious and roaring beast faces. Sumani stared at the first greenskin that rushed up. He clenched his fists and prepared to fight it, but just as Sumani was about to swing his fist and smash the ugly face, the greenskin actually bypassed Sumani.

Sumani was surprised to see the greenskin who bypassed him and rushed past him waving his submachine gun. All the greenskins behind him bypassed Sumani and rushed past him, just like a reef that stood firm in the flood, breaking the wind and waves to both sides of him.

Sumani turned his head in disbelief and looked around at the greenskins on both sides. He looked at the howling faces. The greenskins rushed into the square from both sides of the company commander, waving their crude weapons and shouting. They swarmed towards the Eldar on the field.

He turned his head slowly and looked at the big greenskin standing in front of him with a machine gun. He looked at Sumani chewing his teeth slightly, then turned his head suddenly and roared at Sumani's back, holding the machine gun and firing wildly, while rushing over with a roar.

The captain looked at the greenskins rushing by. After he rushed into the square, he grabbed a machine gun and immediately killed an Eldar behind a stone pier. The entire stone pier was shattered by the bombs, and the body behind it was also shattered by the bombs, with broken limbs and torn rotten flesh flying everywhere.

"Emperor, am I crazy?" "No, you are still sane, Captain."

Sumani asked in complete disbelief, but suddenly someone answered him from behind in a unique standard Gothic. Captain Sumani slowly turned his head in surprise and looked at the man from behind. The figure walking on the bustling street was a short figure, at least compared to the greenskins around him.

He walked up slowly, his hands hanging by his side and he walked up easily. Sumani looked at the person walking with a surprised expression, "Mortal?"

"I prefer to call myself a judge or a marshal, but for now, you can call me the judge." He smiled and stood a few steps away from Sumani, who was looking at him and just thought After saying something, he stopped instantly. He stared at the burly figure that appeared behind the judge with wide eyes and subconsciously took a step back.

Heavy steps like a chariot stepped behind the judge. It was an extremely tall body. A huge shadow covered the judge's side. The company commander slowly raised his head and looked at the top of the huge body, looking at The burly orc wearing a huge armor made of industrial metal.

That orc really deserves the word "huge". He is so tall that after putting on the armor, he is much larger than the surrounding orcs. When he stands in front of Sumani, he is like a giant. The elephant overlooks a small hound.

The giant beast stood behind the judge, with a huge power glove on its right arm. The hydraulic metal rod and transmission strap were tightened on the outside of its huge earth-yellow glove. The hydraulic rod was accompanied by the movement of its palm. It moved slightly, and there was a whirring sound from one side.

The end of the iron fist was the impact surface made of a whole piece of tank front armor, which was roughly painted with the Orc logo. The entire surface was painted red, as if stained with blood, and the impact His face hung behind the judge and swayed slightly, almost bumping into him several times.

But the iron fist did not strike in the end. Sumani looked at the giant beast standing calmly behind the judge in amazement. His head was raised high and covered in the armor around his neck, with orange-red His eyes looked down at the company commander in front of him.

"Hello, company commander." The judge said standing in front of the orcs. He looked at the company commander in front of him with a smile, and behind him, a whole row of orcs walked out from behind the huge beast. Those strong Europeans The Orcs stood behind the Inquisitor dragging chainswords or holding bolt guns, like a group of loyal guards.

Sumani looked at these orcs in surprise. They were obviously impatient. Everyone was gearing up and their bodies were constantly moving in place, as if they were about to rush out, but they didn't. They seemed to be waiting for some order. Like, an order from the judge.

This makes this Inquisitor look very "different", and the reason couldn't be simpler. Other Inquisitors are armed with Stormtrooper Guards, but he is armed with an Orc Guard.

The company commander looked at them, looking at each of the fully armed orcs with vigilance. He found a petite figure among the orcs. She stood behind the judge, her hood covering her face, standing silently among the tall men. Among the orcs, this made her look quite inconspicuous, but Sumani still spotted her at a glance with her keen observation.

He stared at the little girl among them. Although inconspicuous, she was different in a sense. Sumani believed that it was a girl. She was wearing a dark windbreaker. The company commander was very curious. How did the girl end up standing among a group of greenskins?

But the company commander also knew that this was not an issue of immediate concern at the moment. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the man who claimed to be the judge standing in front of the orcs.

The company commander inquired about him vigilantly, about the smiling but seemingly enigmatic man in front of him, "Tell me, are you the judge?"

"Yes, the Alien Tribunal, Grand Inquisitor Vito Constantine is at your service." He smiled and picked up the iron chain hanging on one side from his waist, and the iron chain was lifted with his fingers. The blood-red letter I was displayed in front of the company commander, who frowned at the logo of the Tribunal.

He looked warily at Judge Vito in front of him, his eyes full of suspicion, "You claim to be an alien judge, but you have a whole group of aliens behind you, which is suspicious."

Vito said and put down the symbol he was dragging in his hand. He turned around and glanced at the burly orc behind him, and then tapped his gloves with his fingers. "We, the Alien Tribunal, are not moving just to kill the aliens." Crazy minds, we also know how to adapt, this is not the first time we have cooperated with green skins or other aliens."

"You are working with aliens? I have never heard of it." The company commander asked in surprise and vigilance, while the latter smiled and shrugged, standing in front of the green skin with one hand on his hip.

"Because it's a secret, an Inquisition secret, but yes, we don't mind working with the xenos or anyone if it serves the interests of the Empire."

Captain Suman stared at the inquisitor in front of him, and after sizing him up, he said expressionlessly and seriously, "Why do you appear here? Inquisitor, I have never seen you among the prisoners, and you don't look like you. Not like a prisoner."

He really didn't look like him at all. The guy in front of him was wearing a neat white shirt with a neat and clean collar. His body was spotless, even if he had just walked from a large dusty ruined street. , and that is almost a condensed portrayal of him.

Everything on his body was flawless, with no pollution, no scars left by torture, and not even a trace of fatigue. He stood there with a calm expression on his face, as if he had come here for a walk.

Vito looked at the suspicious company commander and smiled. He raised his head slightly and looked at the white-scarred company commander in front of him. "Your vigilance is commendable, company commander. I am here for a secret, the secret of the Tribunal. I can't tell you, but beyond that I can assure you that you and I are loyal to the Emperor."

"Why should I believe you? Judge." Suman said, clasping his hands on his chest. He looked at the slightly bulging square object on the jacket on Vito's chest, and looked at the suspicious guy in front of him with an expressionless expression. But the latter smiled calmly and put his hands behind his back.

"You have no choice, don't you?" Vito smiled and glanced at the exhausted warriors on the street with his peripheral vision. The warriors with white scars were covered in dust, and the once white armor was already dirty and damaged. Just like the power armor on the company commander.

The White Scars warriors stepped forward and pulled up their brothers who fell on the ground. Others began to order and organize the remaining mortals to move forward. Astra Militarum soldiers and naval soldiers wearing tattered uniforms stood on the burning streets. On the ruins, waving arms shouted for the refugees to come out.

Most of the refugees who came out of the ruins were exhausted, their faces were full of exhaustion, and their eyes were flashing with unspeakable fear. The women and children were twitching and crying, and the men were hysterical like frightened birds, holding hands in their hands. Holding any weapons they can find, such as drills or steel rods, they are hostile to everyone, even those soldiers who try to help them.

Suman looked at them, while Vito in front of him slowly turned his head, "We all need to get out of this damn place, you, me and these guys. Although they may be more concerned about where to fight, in short, for the time being, We are on the same side.”

Vito said and pointed to the gate standing on the square in the distance. It was a tall arch building located at the very edge of the entire base. The wide walls on both sides extended out to block the end of the entire square, and because of this A wide square was created in front of the door.

That was the star port, the only way to leave here. Sumani looked in that direction and also looked at the greenskins who were fighting with the Eldar in the square and fell silent for a while. Vito looked at the star with its back to him. Soldier, he was standing there silently, as if thinking about something.

But after a moment, Sumani let out a long sigh. After struggling for a while, he rubbed his head and slowly turned around, looking at Vito, who was standing behind him in front of the orcs, "Okay, I Agree to move forward and fight side by side with these allies.”

Saying these words to the green skin, as the emperor's angel of death, especially as the high-ranking captain of the Space Marines, all of this made Sumani feel extremely weird and even shameful, and he was struggling in his heart. Warn him that this is an act of absolute heresy, disrespect, and something very close to treason.

But as a rational senior officer, Sumani also understands that as a company commander, he often has to do things that he is unwilling to do, for the sake of the empire, the emperor, and the war group and brothers. They, he has to do those things.

When he returns to the Empire in the future, he will use his power sword and bolter to confess to the Emperor and seek his forgiveness and forgiveness, but now, he must make the right choice.

"Very well, big guy, give him a sword." Vito smiled and turned to the greenskin next to him and shouted. The latter was stunned for a moment, then looked at the chainsword in his hand and sighed in frustration. But he still strode forward with his sword in hand and came to Sumani.

"I heard from Mao Zedong, here." He said and handed the sword in his hand to Sumani. The latter took the "chain sword" very strangely and looked up at Vito in surprise.

"Prophet Mao?" "This is a complicated and long story. Maybe I will tell you when we leave here."

Vito smiled, and Sumani stared at him suspiciously and remained silent for a while. Of course, he didn't trust this "Judge". He only cooperated with him now because he had no choice.

But then again, this is a chain sword in his hand. Sumani prefers to call it a collection of garbage. This is not an adjective, but a description of objective facts.

The blade of the chain sword was made from the remains of an armored vehicle or an aerial vehicle. It was roughly polished and spliced ​​and then attached together. The hilt at the end was made of a large It was made by forcing a water pipe into it. To be honest, Sumani didn't even know why this thing didn't fall apart.

And the core "chain saw" part, if that part can really be called that, is made of long iron chains, with serrated blades forcibly inserted into the gaps on it, and is disguised as armor. There was something underneath that was constantly spewing black smoke, and it was driven by an engine that looked like it might explode at any time.

Sumani looked at the "weapon" in his hand and hesitated for a while before slowly raising his head and looking at Vito in front of him, who shrugged with a wry smile, "Okay, I know this thing doesn't look like it. It’s very beautiful, but trust me, it’s inexplicably easy to use. As long as you believe it won’t explode, it won’t explode.”

"Mr. Inquisitor, are you sure that humans can also use the unknown psychic power of the orcs?" Sumani looked at the chainsaw sword in his hand with concern, listening to the "chainsaw sword" that made a clacking sound and looked unsafe in all senses, while Vito just smiled and shrugged.

"Indeed, no one has tried it, so congratulations, you are the first batch, I will record it well, and then enter it into the database of the Inquisition after leaving, which can be regarded as another gain of this journey."

"Do we have any other choice?" Sumani asked, moving the sword far away, and Vito in front of him walked up with a smile and gently patted the arm armor of Captain Sumani with the back of his hand.

"No." He said with great certainty, and then he took out the pocket watch when he walked past Sumani. He looked at the golden dial and put it in his arms. The other hand pressed on the hilt hanging on his waist and slowly pulled it out of the scabbard.

"The bus to leave here is coming soon, so if we're late, we have to hurry up. Come on, guys." Vito said, turning his wrist and raising the Phoenix Sword. He laid it flat beside him and walked slowly to the square in front.

"Boys, leave them your weapons and follow us, for Brother Mao and for the Emperor." He smiled and walked into the square where the battle was going on. The tall orc boss behind him nodded to the technical boy who walked up to the side. The latter took off the backpack on his back after a positive gesture and put it on the ground. The weapons filled in it shook as the backpack collided with the ground.

Sumani looked at the various green-skinned weapons in the backpack, and looked up at the white scar warriors who came from the ruined streets. They walked up in dusty armor, followed by a group of mortal soldiers.

The orc leader raised his head slightly, glanced at them with contempt, then raised his iron fist, looked around at the orcs and roared, then led the way and rushed past Sumani. When the burly orc in heavy armor ran past the company commander, the whole land was shaking.

The company commander turned his head and watched the burly orc rush into the square. He roared and rushed forward and punched a fast-moving hovercraft. The rider on it was thrown to the ground and raised his head. Looking at the burly orc in front of him, he quickly pulled out the pistol on his waist. He aimed at the orc leader in front of him, but the latter stepped on him and crushed him into a pulp.

The orc boss grabbed the hovercraft on the ground with one fist. He raised it high in the chaos around him and roared. The roar was like the howl of war, which instantly attracted the response of the surrounding orcs. The orcs standing on the street rushed up with their weapons waving.

They rushed to the square from both sides of the company commander. Sumani turned her head and looked at the petite girl, who was wearing a black windbreaker that was bigger than her and holding a rifle that was almost as tall as her. She walked past the company commander and followed the greenskins into the square.

The company commander looked at her, followed her figure and turned around to look at the chaotic square. In the center of the square, the company commander saw a golden lightning, which suddenly appeared and jumped all over the square.

The captain looked at the lightning and slowly turned his head, looking at the group of white scarred warriors standing in front of him. He looked at his brothers and then stared at the chainsaw sword in his hand. The captain looked at the sword and was silent for a moment before pressing the trigger on the hilt with his finger. The whole seemingly broken chainsaw actually started to work.

Sumani looked at the soldiers in front of him and raised the chainsaw sword in his hand, roaring with great enthusiasm, "Take up weapons! For the Khan and the Emperor!"

As if inspired by the captain, the soldiers who were still hesitating about the basket of "weapons" in front of them resolutely pulled out weapons from the metal backpacks, and the bolts were pulled and loaded, and the roar of the chainsaw sounded one after another.

The soldiers wearing the power armor of the Imperial Space Marines and holding green weapons shouted the loud battle cry of the Empire amid the green waaaaaaagh.

"For the Emperor!"