Chapter 802 Iron Skull. McLane

"Is it done?" Wittmann stared at the magnetic levitation tank that was emitting black smoke and had lost its combat capability. He felt a little relieved, but his eyes were still full of vigilance.

After confirming that the target had been destroyed, he carefully crawled out of the hatch of the tank he was in.

At this time, other soldiers around also gathered together.

Everyone had a look of shock on their face. It was obvious that the sudden attack by the elves was completely unexpected.

"Everyone, pay attention, retreat towards the hive city immediately! Our reinforcements will soon rush out of the webway to meet us!" Wittmann gave the order loudly, then swiftly got into the tank again.

After hearing the order, the soldiers of the 101st Heavy Armored Battalion did not dare to hesitate and quickly returned to their armored vehicles.

Following the officer's order, the team began to evacuate to the rear in an orderly manner.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard. "Assault!" With this loud shout, dozens of Eldar warriors in white armor quickly shuttled through the narrow alley like ghosts.

Because they moved extremely fast, the white armor seemed to turn into erratic white ghosts in the interweaving of light and shadow.

In the blink of an eye, these Eldar warriors rushed into the Astra Militarum's position like a whirlwind.

"Swish!" A horrifying sound suddenly rang out. The first Astra Militarum soldier didn't even have time to react before he was instantly struck by a flash of cold light.

The extremely sharp blade easily cut the soldier in half from head to chest like cutting tofu. In an instant, scarlet blood splattered everywhere, and his head and upper body instantly turned into a thick blood mist, floating in the air.

On one side, several Astra Militarum soldiers suddenly noticed that Eldar warriors had suddenly attacked their position.

However, just as they were about to turn their guns around and prepare to fight back, the Eldar warrior's swift attack came down like a thunderbolt.

In an instant, several nameless and headless corpses appeared on the originally peaceful battlefield.

Blood gushed out from the broken neck, dyeing the surrounding land scarlet, and the air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood.

"For the Emperor!" Along with this roar, a soldier hiding in the air-raid shelter suddenly jumped up.

He held an extremely sharp bayonet tightly in both hands and stabbed at the Eldar warrior recklessly, his eyes burning with rage and determination to die.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and the metal bayonet hit the Eldar warrior's iron-hard armor hard, sending out sparks.

However, this fierce attack failed to cause any harm to the Eldar warrior, but instead caused the soldier to be dismembered in an instant.

At this time, the leading Eldar warrior slowly took off his helmet, revealing a cold and disdainful face.

His eyes, which were shining with faint blue light, stared coldly at the human fortress in the distance that was caught in the flames of war. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said contemptuously: "Look at these humble and tiny humans who are like ants. They are so ignorant of their own life and death that they rush towards us like moths to a flame..." His words were full of contempt and ridicule for human beings.

However, at this critical moment, a voice full of sarcasm and self-mockery suddenly came from the side: "What a great irony! Look at our current situation. We have to hide in the space created by humans to seek shelter."

As the words fell, a petite but distinguished Eldar prophet slowly walked onto the smoke-filled battlefield.

Her beautiful and deep eyes sparkled with wisdom, as if she could see through the ever-changing situation on the battlefield.

At her side, several strong and fully armed Eldar warriors were guarding her closely, holding sharp weapons, looking around vigilantly, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

"Hmph! In my opinion, these so-called humans may have stolen technology from some other ancient civilization, and then after a little research, they dared to claim that it was the result of their own independent research and development. Isn't this kind of petty theft what these low-level creatures are best at doing?" Arthas said with a sneer of disdain on his face.

He casually grabbed the lifeless head of a human soldier beside him, and shook it in the air as if throwing away garbage, then kicked it hard and flew away.

The poor head was like a cannonball, smashing straight into the distance and instantly disappearing in the billowing smoke and dust.

"Okay, stop wasting time complaining! Next we must speed up and continue to advance into the city. According to my speculation, the enemy's reinforcements should be here soon. So everyone should move quickly and make sure to win the battle quickly to avoid any more trouble." The Eldar prophet raised his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the fighter planes of both sides that were crisscrossing and fiercely confronting in the sky, and gave orders to the Eldar warriors around him with a serious expression.

"Did you hear that? Let's go."

Several Eldar warriors followed Arthas' footsteps into the city, and at this moment more Eldar were heading towards the entrance of the Webway.

"Damn it! These pointy-eared creatures are really annoying me!" Space Wolves Captain Ironskull McLane roared angrily while wielding the shining, sharp-toothed chainsword in his hand, and slashed at the two Eldar warriors who were gradually approaching him with a thunderous force.

In an instant, a horrifying sound of metal tearing was heard, accompanied by flying flesh and blood and scarlet blood mist. The two unfortunate Eldar warriors were completely torn apart in the blink of an eye, turning into a pile of lifeless wreckage scattered on the ground.

"For Fenris!" McLennan roared with his eyes wide open and a ferocious face. Then he jumped up without hesitation like a ferocious beast and rushed straight into the group of Eldar warriors in front.

At this moment, an Eldar warrior saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly stepped forward to try to stop McLen's advance.

However, before he could react, McLennan rushed forward and hit the other person hard with his iron-hard head.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and the poor Eldar warrior was thrown out like a cannonball. After drawing a long arc in the air, he fell heavily to the ground in the distance, and his life or death was unknown.

"Hahahaha! Guess why I'm called Tieskull? You little bastards think you can block my way? That's just wishful thinking!" McLennan laughed wildly, his face full of disdain and contempt.

At the same time, his movements did not pause at all. He quickly stretched out a strong and powerful hand and easily grabbed another Eldar warrior who tried to sneak up on him like an eagle catching a chick.

Then, as his arm muscles suddenly tightened, a crisp "crack" sound was heard, and the whole body of the Eldar warrior instantly exploded like a crushed watermelon, and blood and internal organs splattered everywhere. The scene was so bloody that it was unbearable to watch.

"That's all? I can fight you all day long." McLennan said disdainfully.

At this time, a strange light began to flash in the webway, and all the elves on the battlefield felt this power.