Warhammer 40K: Veterans Surge Like a Torrent, Heretics Beg for the End Chapter 106 106: Business? What kind of business requires we

The fortress was brightly lit.

The surviving soldiers of the Omiya group directly took over command of the Astra Militarum in the fortress.

At this mont, a large number of troops were frantically setting up defensive lines and equipping ammunition.

A large amount of heavy weaponry, originally placed at external firing points, was moved directly into the narrow fortress, preparing to rely on the internal terrain of the fortress for defense.

At the front of the fortress were the defenders, firing frantically outwards, and the gate, which had been corroded wide open.

At this very mont, at the gate, the corpses of the Tyranid Swarm were piled up like mountains, but no matter how many the defenders killed, more of the Tyranid Swarm would endlessly crowd in from behind.

Even that mountain of Tyranid corpses would occasionally collapse backward, clearing the gate that was about to be completely blocked by bodies.

That was the Tyranid Swarm constantly transporting the corpses to the rear digestion pools, preparing to re-incubate them into new Tyranid Swarm units.

Inside the fortress at this mont.

A large number of wounded soldiers were stumbling and helping each other retreat to the rear lines, but the number of people refilling the front lines was far fewer.

And what was even more desperate was that as the Tyranids determined that there was a large amount of biomass inside the fortress, the number of the Tyranid Swarm units transferred here increased, and even on the top of the fortress, with the rubble constantly trembling, scattered holes had begun to appear in the thick walls overhead.

Another piece of rubble fell suddenly, scaring several soldiers below into falling to the ground, and before they could stand up, an ugly, screeching Tyranid head suddenly poked out from above.

The soldiers fell to the ground in terror, kicking their legs as they retreated, while the surrounding Omiya soldiers, under the command of a Black Watch, quickly raised their weapons, and a large amount of laser fire was directed straight at it.

Even with the protection of its thick chitinous carapace, under such firepower, this creature could only collapse to the ground with its head completely blown apart, and before the people below could catch their breath, a Tyranid followed closely behind.

Dense firepower continued to cover the area, and beside this firefight, Sith walked past, observing the wounded soldiers on both sides of the fortress corridor, while Fanros followed closely behind.

Most of the soldiers were missing arms or legs, or their entire faces had been burned away by corrosive acid.

After all, if they were not truly unable to fight, these wounded soldiers would not have been allowed to retreat to the rear.

And at this mont, these soldiers, who had just been hiding and were now being pulled to fill the lines, looked at Sith walking past them, their eyes still filled with great expectation.

After all, relative to their injuries, they still hoped that this strange Commander, who had hacked through the Tyranid Swarm and even had an Inquisitor as a follower, could lead them to survive.

"A sign of weakness!"

Fanros snorted coldly. If it weren't for Sith's explicit orders, Fanros would have executed all these wounded soldiers once it was clear they had no combat capability.

As punishnt for their unwillingness to fight for the Empire until the very last mont!

After all, as an Inquisitor, apart from Sith, no one could make Fanros so kind, sincere, and polite.

In the eyes of other Mortals, Fanros was a vicious bureaucrat who, once he set his sights on you, ant you were not far from death.

And the people around, watching the Inquisitor who was so harsh to them but couldn't wait to plaster a smile on his face when turning to look at Sith, could only mutter a few words in their hearts and then pretend not to see.

Sith withdrew his gaze from these wounded soldiers and walked to the command post, where gravel was constantly falling.

Davi Luo had been waiting, and seeing Sith arrive, he pointed directly to the few senior Astra Militarum officers standing to the side.

"I've asked clearly. Their information only lasts up to three months ago. Three months ago, the eastern hemisphere fell completely. The Adeptus chanicus Fabricator-General directly withdrew the Skitarii, leaving these Astra Militarum trapped in the fortress behind."

Davi Luo explained. Sith looked directly at the map that had just been updated. On the huge map covering the entire Ustalii, almost the entire planet had fallen into a battlefield for the greenskins and the Tyranids, while humans were forced to the North Pole, resisting desperately by relying on the fortresses at the North Pole and reinforcents continuously poured in from other star systems.

And the fortress where Sith was now was separated from the Imperial controlled area by almost half the planet!

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