Chapter 805: McLane: I don’t want to go into Fearless

The blade, flashing with cold light, pierced through the air as fast as lightning and went straight through McLen's thick and solid armor with the force of thunder.

At the same time, the Eldar blade held tightly in White Fang's other hand mercilessly stabbed into McLennan's body from behind. His movements were smooth and seamless, so fast that McLennan had no time to make any effective reaction.

"Alien!" McLennan shouted angrily and tried to fight back.

However, it was obvious that White Fang's speed was far beyond his imagination.

In the blink of an eye, a cold light flashed, and a part of McLen's arm was cut off.

In an instant, scarlet blood gushed out from the hideous wound like a flood, splashing in the air to form a bloody mist.

Despite suffering such a severe blow, McLennan still gritted his teeth and refused to give in easily.

He endured the severe pain, gathered all his strength into his right fist, and then smashed it hard at White Fang.

However, White Fang's rich combat experience accumulated from thousands of years of baptism of war enabled him to easily dodge to the side and cleverly avoid this seemingly fierce attack.

There was a sharp sound of metal friction and the sound of a blade cutting into flesh, and the extremely sharp blade ruthlessly pierced McLennan's chest.

Yellow fat, white nutrient solution and bright red blood mixed together and flowed out from the deep wound on his chest, staining the ground beneath him red.

"Barbarian monkey..." White Fang glanced coldly at the dying McLennan, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful sneer.

Then, he just stretched out his hand and pushed lightly, and McLennan's huge body fell straight back like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell heavily into the ruins full of broken walls.

The raised dust spread out, as if putting a tragic end to this bloody and cruel battle.

"For the Emperor!" With this roar, a dozen Space Marines from the Space Wolves Legion rushed to the center of the battlefield like tigers.

Their burly figures, wrapped in cold metal armor, exude a chilling aura.

When they saw the White Fang who had just successfully killed McLennan, their eyes burned with rage. Without hesitation, they drew the grenade launchers at their waists and shot wildly at the White Fang.

There was a sharp and piercing whistling sound, and a dozen sparking bombs rushed towards White Fang like meteors at an astonishing supersonic speed.

These bombs contain enormous energy and will cause devastating damage once they hit the target.

However, facing such a fierce attack, White Fang appeared unusually calm and composed.

He just gently waved the extremely sharp long sword in his hand, a cold light flashed, and those fierce bombs exploded in the air, turning into a group of gorgeous fireballs.

"For the Emperor!" At this moment, a company adjutant holding a power axe suddenly rushed out from one side.

Unlike other Space Marines, his eyes were not fixed on White Fang, but on McLane who was lying on the ground not far away.

It turned out that this experienced adjutant had detected McLane's extremely weak breath of life through his keen perception.

Although McLennan was seriously injured at the moment, his life might be saved as long as his body could be buried in the Dreadnought in time.

After clarifying the next action target, the adjutant quickly issued an order: let a dozen Space Marines confront White Fang head-on and do their best to attract the opponent's attention; while he himself should take this opportunity to approach McLane's body and take it back.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!" The deafening sound of bombs exploded like thunder in the center of the battlefield, echoing wave after wave.

Amid the smoke, a dozen Space Marines were seen holding their bolters and firing from behind cover. Their figures firmly restrained White Fang's sharp gaze.

At the same time, the adjutant, with his agility and courage, successfully avoided the enemy's heavy defenses and quietly approached the seriously injured McLennan.

"I'll take you back to Fenris! McLen!" The adjutant bent down without hesitation and used all his strength to carry McLen's huge body weighing several tons on his shoulders.

However, this huge weight suddenly pressed down on the adjutant's strong body, and then he watched the adjutant easily carry McLennan and shuttle through the battlefield.

"Provide fire cover!" With the order given, the returning Star Army soldiers quickly poured into the battlefield like a tide.

Among them, two well-trained infantry companies took the lead and were the first to be thrown into the fierce battle.

In an instant, countless ruby-colored beams of light crisscrossed the battlefield, weaving into an impenetrable light net, effectively suppressing the enemy's attack.

"Quick! Take him away!" Seeing that the situation had eased a little, several Space Marines quickly rushed to the adjutant's side, worked together to take over McLennan's heavy body from the adjutant, and then carefully retreated slowly to the rear.

At this moment, White Fang, who was behind the bunker, was looking around anxiously, trying to find a gap to break through the encirclement.

However, several Leman Russ tanks not far away had already pointed their guns steadily at his position. The black gun barrels were like the eyes of the god of death, emitting a terrifying aura.

Although White Fang possessed extraordinary strength and could easily kill those Space Marines and even withstand the damage caused by the explosive bombs, when faced with powerful armor-piercing shells, he knew that no matter how sharp the blade in his hand was, it would never be able to cut through the indestructible steel armor.

After all, he wasn't stupid enough to go head-on with a knife and dozens of armor-piercing bullets.

"boom!"

At this moment, a psychic lightning struck from the distance of the battlefield, and a Leman Russ tank was instantly turned into a ball of black scrap metal.

"5 o'clock!"

Just as the officers gave the order, their bodies were instantly ignited. Blue flames burned on their bodies, and with painful roars, these soldiers turned to ashes in an instant.

"White Fang, you can't do it anymore..."

An Eldar wizard in a red robe walked out from the smoke and dust. It was obvious that everything those soldiers had just suffered was her doing.

"These filthy monkeys have no honor at all."

White Fang sheathed his blade, then looked at the adjutant who was retreating with McLennan on his back in the distance, and then chased after him.

"Take him home, leave this to me."

Charles stood between White Fang and his adjutant. He drew the cavalry sword from his waist that flashed with the power of decomposition, then turned around and spoke to the adjutant behind him.