[Not long after, your tactical team once again encountered a Dark Eldar raiding party.]
[This group of alien races who take pleasure in humiliating any living creature and can only survive by absorbing the souls of others are carrying out a brutal capture operation against a human settlement, leaving no grass behind. ]
[Everyone in your tactical team quickly prepared for battle under Asmodai's crazy laughter.]
[The heavy bomb from above the attack motorcycle sidecar instantly exploded with a deafening roar. ]
[A raider anti-gravity sailboat that had no time to dodge was immediately enveloped by the explosion and then crashed to the ground.]
[At the same time, the Plasma Storm Cannon of the Land Revenge also started the rapid burst mode, launching a continuous and merciless bombardment at the jumping Dark Eldar.]
[You drove your attack motorcycle, like a dark green lightning, and rushed into the human settlement covered with rubble.]
[The broad power sword that you had held in your palm in advance also slashed through the dark armor of several dark Eldar warriors, splitting their tall, tough and slender bodies.]
[At this moment, a Dark Eldar Pleasure Hunter holding a Poison Crystal Pistol and a Painer Power Whip jumps towards you like a bouncing ball.]
[You slammed the brakes on the attack bike, the thick rubber tires emitting a pungent smell, and you took out the grenade launcher from your waist and fired at the opponent's narrow helmet.]
[However, a silk grenade thrown from nowhere exploded behind your power backpack, and countless soft, snow-white silk threads quickly expanded and entangled the back of the attack motorcycle and your body.]
[Although the Dark Eldar's silk grenade has no harm or effect on living creatures, the attack motorcycle you are driving is completely destroyed, and even your power armor seems to have a special state of temporary failure. ]
[You suddenly raised a ceramic palm and slapped the side of the power backpack hard.]
[Your power armor actually resumed normal operation instantly. ]
[You and the Dark Angel veteran in the sidecar jumped off the attack motorcycle in perfect harmony. The other party bombarded the surrounding Dark Eldar warriors with a grenade launcher. You held a broad power sword and faced the Dark Eldar pleasure seeker who rushed forward.]
[Crackle——]
[Accompanied by the harsh sound of the decomposition force fields stimulating each other. ]
[You just raised the broad power sword and quickly blocked the opponent's swung pain of the power whip, but the soft whip tip hit your heavy shoulder armor that was already covered with traces of broken marks. ]
[While the power whip shattered the ceramic steel shell, it almost penetrated into the power armor and touched your flesh and blood body.]
[An extreme pain that seems to penetrate deep into your bones quickly attacks your shoulder area. ]
[You suddenly opened your eyes wide and couldn't help but let out a roar.]
["roar--"]
[You endured the pain that surged like a tide, raised the grenade launcher in your other hand, pressed it against the black breastplate of the pleasure seeker, and pulled the trigger hard.]
[Boom boom boom——]
[The opponent's pitch-black armor was completely unable to withstand the terrifying power of the grenade launcher's close-range shooting. The entire chest, including the solid spine, was completely blasted into a bloody mud that spurted outward by the explosive bullet.]
[You also swung the broad power sword and chopped off the pleasure seeker's narrow helmet.]
[However, just when you were about to join forces with the Dark Angel veteran to continue clearing out the Dark Eldar deep in the streets of the human settlement. ]
["All Dark Angels, gather at me! This is the highest order of the team!"]
[A command from the communication channel temporarily stopped you from moving forward.]
[You take a deep breath. ]
[You stare through the eyepiece at the human civilians who are being treated horribly, and clench the broad power sword in your palm.]
[While enduring the pain and burning sensation in your shoulder that has not yet subsided, you try hard to suppress the anger that keeps rising in your heart.]
[You lean over and pick up the Poison Crystal Pistol and the Painer Power Whip, and put them behind your waist.]
[You choose to fight and retreat with the Dark Angel veteran beside you, and run towards the Rand Revenge Boat.]
[After you successfully arrived there, you saw a middle-aged man dressed like the manager of the human settlement, the village chief, sitting on the ground in shock.]
[At the same time, the other Dark Angels also evacuated the current battlefield and were exchanging important information with each other.]
["Sergeant! Why did you order us to retreat? If we don't take the opportunity to kill these pointy-eared monsters, how many innocent civilians will suffer?" You shouted at the veteran sergeant in a stiff tone.]
["New recruit! Watch your attitude! We just received important information about the suspected presence of a 'fallen angel'. This is the only duty we Dark Angels are born with! Therefore, this is a very necessary and difficult choice!" The veteran sergeant slightly turned his dark green helmet, stared at your direction and said in a deep voice.]
["Hmm? Are you just going to ignore these human civilians and the rampaging aliens?" You tightly gripped the broad power sword in your palm and shouted loudly.]
["Our duty as Astartes is to fight to the death for humanity and the Emperor!"]
["But this is the Dark Angels! New recruit! If you refuse to perform your sole duty, you will be marked as a shameful deserter by the Chapter, or even... In short, you will suffer a horrific punishment that is simply unbearable!"]
[The Dark Angel veteran who cooperated with you well immediately stepped forward.]
[He raised a ceramic steel hand and placed it on your broken shoulder armor, trying to calm your excitement.]
[However, at this moment, the pain from your injured shoulder, like a maggot on your tarsal bone, and the anger in your chest, like magma, almost made you lose your remaining sanity.]
["Deserter? How could an Astartes who performed his duties faithfully be judged as a deserter?"]
["What a ridiculous dark angel, what a hateful Ryan Johnson!"]
["If the oldest First Legion is made up of this kind of filthy stuff, then I won't stay in this regiment!"]
["One day sooner or later I will grab Ryan's head and ask him in person why his offspring has fallen to such a pathetic state!"]
[Your crazy words that bordered on heresy caused all the dark angels present to fall into a strange silence, as if they were completely shocked by your audacity.]
["How dare you! How dare you insult the Primarch of the First Legion! You must be a damned heretic! Tell me! Are you involved with the 'Fallen Angels'? Perhaps you are a 'Fallen Angel' who has infiltrated the Chapter!"]
[A sharp shout from Asmodai instantly broke the solemn atmosphere among the crowd.]
[The next moment, a number of power swords with alien blood on their blades were unsheathed, and the only target chosen by the people holding their weapons was you, whose breathing rhythm was getting heavier.]
["Repent! Fallen angel! Tomorrow is the day of your death!"]
[The crazy Asmodai shouted to you in ecstasy. ]
Thank you for your support!
(End of this chapter)