Just ahead Jinhai occasionally walked up to a dismembered corpse face down to stare then move on. They examined periodically as Jurgen moved about then one walked up with a bottom half from nearby. The armor blown in half like the body still in it a red pool appearing as the black robe placed it down on the ground face up. Leathery gloves pressed the two halves together with a noisy slurch of organs and intestines. It examined, turned, then left. Wet noise continued with every step closer of the two men like one had wet boots if not for the problem that it didn't stop when they did. The vox echoed to Cain from nearby going off in the man's head like it were maximum possible volume which was what woke him back up.
The top half of the split man pressed itself up by one arm to respond, "Nearby, sir. Will convene as soon as possibAAAGH!"
Communication stopped ending the echo of a scream that didn't as the top half forcibly torqued as if the man's intestines had yanked him the right way 'round. Otto long since got used to it though given how much punishment he could take and not go unconscious. Couldn't sleep either and didn't seem to need to. The pain had long since began to fade quickly given how fast he put himself together. The corporal looked at the oncoming footsteps as his face tensed to attempt a salute. It didn't work so well and with a suppressed scream collapsed back to the pavement. The armor around his midsection creaked and expanded as his clothes and skin re-knit over the top of a restored spine. In one cut you could still see his liver growing back
Otto struggled to maintain composure as his legs started moving, "Hng.... Cpl. Otto Hannig, Sir. When the robes rekindle some of us pop out perpetuals. I'll be... HNNNG... with you as soon as my tendons are back, Sir. The Emperor protects."
Astonished he mutters idly, "Though it seems a chaos sorcerer melting my armor and skin off is less a mission problem than artillery-class munitions."
Head away he yelled, "Shotgun, heel!"
It took less effort than thinking at its part of his mind given the pain.
A metal snake crawled out of the wreckage nearby then with a squeal of ferroplasm plates moved to reorganize into a heavy autoshotgun. The sheer size of it something one would normally issue to space marines.