Dedicated Loyal Skulls to the Marvel Universe

somewhere in the middle east

An extended version of the large truck was driving in a large direction. On the cargo box hanging on the back of the large truck, five fallen angels were standing ready for battle.

Yes, that's right, today is another day to punish rape and eliminate evil.

Their destination was a large fortress not far away.

According to the information provided by the employer and their own investigation, it has been determined that the owner of this fortress, Milan Badler, is nominally the warlord here, but is actually a large-scale human trafficking center, with a human trading center underground.

For such a goal, Raul Nava, the original soul of the Fallen Angels, decided to personally lead a team to raze this place.

In fact, this was already a big deal out of a molehill, but out of compassion for life and Richard's teaching that they cherish life, Raul Nava decided to personally kill those beasts and liberate the suffering people here.

"who?"

"Stop! Stop! Stop!!!"

"shooting!!!"

"Kill them!"

Milan Badler set up two heavy machine guns outside, and also arranged two tower sentries and four guards to guard the outside.

Da da da da da da da…

Seeing that the truck showed no intention of stopping, two heavy machine guns opened fire immediately.

Countless bullets scratched sparks on the truck, but these bullets only left a few white marks and did not cause any damage to this specially made truck.

"What are they from?!"

A guard guarding the gate raised his head and said to the sentry standing high up: "Did you see any special standards? What is the background of the other party?"

At this time, the sentry standing high up was trembling all over. The moment he picked up the telescope, he didn't expect the winged skull logo to come into view.

The sentry was already stunned.

The reputation of the mythical mercenaries has long been well known, and they have even seen many videos of fallen angels attacking other evil forces.

But when the fallen angels came to them, their mood was not so pretty.

After being stunned for nearly a minute, the sentry turned on the loudspeaker and shouted at the top of his lungs to the entire fort.

"Fallen Angel!!! The Fallen Angel Legion is coming!!!"

Suddenly the whole fortress was ringing loudly, and countless soldiers took up their weapons and took cover. Heavy firepower, portable rocket launchers, and even a modified hand-pushed machine gun were also being prepared.

Ta da da da da……

The two heavy machine guns outside the door did not stop the truck at all, and the truck crashed into it.

The truck slowly stopped after hitting the iron gate with one end.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and then gradually disappeared.

The entire fortress has three floors, and on each floor there are many soldiers hiding behind load-bearing columns ready to shoot.

The six people at the door also moved their heavy machine guns, preparing to attack from behind.

Little did they know that in the eyes of the fallen angels, their actions were like lights in the dark night, and their souls had nothing to hide.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang…

Deafening gunshots rang out, and the six people who were preparing for a sneak attack at the door were directly beaten into blood mist by bolt guns.

The six souls were absorbed by the soul storage devices on the armor of the two Astartes warriors who had just taken action.

The dust that had just been stirred up gradually dissipated, and five tall figures gradually emerged from the dust.

All purple Astartes battle armor, with a Necron bolter in his hand and a dagger hanging on his waist. The leader, Raul Nava, wore a purple cloak and held a long sword in his right hand and a dagger in his left hand. Bolt pistol.

"Heretics, I bring you the judgment from the Head of State!"

Raul Nava muttered: "Let them return to the arms of death!"

The fallen angels took the lead, and the bolt guns in their hands roared angrily. Many soldiers who had just poked their heads out to shoot had their heads blown off, or were beaten into blood mist.

Even if someone was lucky enough not to be hit, the scattered bullets did not break through the armor of the Astartes warriors.

In the end, he could only be judged by the Astartes warriors in despair.

"devil!!!"

"hateful!"

"Come on!!!"

Nearly half of them died in one encounter, and after a struggle, the remaining half died. These soldiers were frightened out of their courage, and ran away crying one by one, and some even killed themselves The comrades grabbed him and pushed him back.

It was hoped that the footsteps of those people would slow down the footsteps of the warriors of the Astartes.

"Please, spare me, I surrender!"

A soldier who was pushed back had a pale face, his legs were already unsteady, and a fishy yellow liquid flowed from his crotch.

Raul Nava turned a blind eye to this, holding the bolt pistol against the soldier's forehead.

"We, under the orders of the head of state, have committed three crimes: drug trafficking, human trafficking, and rape, die!"

boom!

After the gunfire, the figure begging for mercy was no longer there. Only the two legs on the ground and the blood on the wall witnessed what had just happened.

Boom boom boom boom......

bang bang bang ......

The footsteps of the Astartes warriors sounded, accompanied by the constant sound of gunfire, and people were constantly hit and turned into broken corpses.

Corridors, passages, alleys, toilets, rooms, dormitories.

Under the powerful soul power of the Astartes warriors, no matter where those scum are hiding, they can always find them accurately and turn them into corpses.

"Keep going."

Raul Nava stood at the end holding a bolt pistol, firing one by one at the people who were about to outflank from behind.

Suddenly, he raised the long sword in his right hand high, and with a whirling slash, he cut off the head of a dead soldier who was holding explosives and preparing to die together from behind.

"The tactics of the weak."

The powerful soul master picked up the high explosives that fell on the ground, and a black and purple necromantic aura enveloped it.

After a while, the red explosive turned into a smear of fly ash.

Astartes warriors have been fooled by such suicide attacks before. Of course, there are still many Astartes warriors who care about food but not fighting. They still fall for it.

Although there was no big problem, it was unbearable for him to make himself miserable.

Wheel wheel wheel wheel wheel wheel...

At the place where the Astartes warriors must pass, four soldiers slowly rolled out a hand-pushed machine cannon.

Now they are waiting for the fallen angels to come into range.

As for the soldiers who were still fighting and retreating.

Sorry, they also want to live. If they don't kill the fallen angels here, their lives will be in trouble.

Boom boom boom boom......

The heavy footsteps knocked on the psychological defenses of these people.

There were a few more people standing next to the machine guns carrying rocket launchers.

Drops of cold sweat wet their clothes, and their fingers kept rubbing the trigger.

Everyone is waiting for the fallen angels to appear.