Chapter 1579 Rumors of ghosts
At this time, outside the defense fortifications at the bridge gate, gunshots were still coming continuously, and more violent explosions were approaching step by step. But at the same moment, chaotic but heavy footsteps also sounded from outside the door.
Even the continuous fierce explosions did not completely cover up these sounds.
There are indeed more enemies approaching. Judging from the footsteps, it is not surprising that more than a hundred trolls are coming.
Marshal Aylwin clearly saw that more than ten lines of fire had entered the room.
The fierce gun battle has entered a fierce stage, and judging from the current situation, even if it turns into fierce hand-to-hand combat, it will only be a slight matter of time.
No...this is already a real problem. Colonel Myron, who had just sent a bearded demon psyker out with an axe, swung his melta knife and cut off several combat robots that were running and leaping through the gate. His figure was like a warrior god showing his domineering power, and he successfully aroused the morale of the surrounding warriors.
But at this time, the long-bearded demon psychic once again took the form of Ah Piao, got through from the upper edge of the armored door, and once again condensed into a human form and rushed over, looking like a desperate man,
For this fierceness, it doesn't look like the style of a long-bearded demon at all, more like a troll.
The collision between the two psykers created a boiling air current, pushing many of the surrounding warriors almost to the point where they could no longer even stand.
As a result, not only robots, but many short intruders also climbed in through the armored door. They were only as tall as an adult man's chest, wearing special power armor, and the simple thrusters on their backs were still smoking.
The captain, who was born as an engineer, was amazed when he saw it and thought the design was quite exquisite. If it weren't for a battle, I would definitely want to discuss the craftsmanship concept with the designer of this mecha.
However, these soldiers, who were only two-thirds of the height of an adult human, showed their weapons and rushed over with shouts, like a group of little devils who had taken too much moon candy.
As a result, the heavily armed crew members also wielded crystal battle axes and power hammers, and headed up under the leadership of the boatswain. Compared with the marines with mechas, these crew members are not professional combatants, and some are not even soldiers. But at this time, it is time for these second formation reserves to go up and fill in the line.
"Razakai people? Kalda goblins? Peihai pig-faced people? Isn't this unscientific?" The captain looked at these short but tough enemies. It was clear that they were no match for humans in terms of size or strength, but they could still With a fierce energy that I don't know where it comes from, I fight with everyone inextricably.
The captain, who has been a veteran seaman for thirty years, said that he has never seen a fighting race with this kind of physique, and of course you have never heard of it.
At this time, he felt that his common sense was being subverted, and he had to be prepared to fight to the end.
He stretched out his hand to weigh the texture of the electromagnetic rifle, knocked on the protective clothing that protected his chest, and asked: "Where are our army's reinforcements? The Blue Princess has three regiments, and our escort fleet also has stormtroopers. Our troop strength should be Dominate! ”
"We are indeed on our way, but there are firefights happening everywhere in the ship!" said the first mate.
The implication is that everyone is working hard to come to the rescue, but when they will arrive is a sad mystery.
"Why do I feel like we're being surrounded for reinforcements?" the captain couldn't help but ask.
"Is this... is this a street fight on the ship? Encircling a point for reinforcements? Is this also okay on the ship?" The first mate felt that the captain's imagination was a bit too rich, but after careful consideration, he found that it still made some sense. , and suddenly fell into a state of confusion.
Marshal Aylwin is in good condition. His current expression is more of doubt than hesitation. The combat effectiveness of these attackers was much stronger than he imagined. They were extremely numerous, fierce in firepower, well-equipped, well-organized in combat, and they also had psykers. This kind of troop organization is enough even if you want to join a gang to seize the empire's dreadnoughts.
Wouldn't it be too extravagant if it was just for a mere President Nishita?
Although this veteran of the Revolutionary War had not been to a battle for some time, his sense of smell had not deteriorated.
"I know that if you want to do something these days, you will offend people, but President Nishita shouldn't be so important, right?" the marshal muttered to himself.
Several officers around him looked at each other, speechless for a moment. They always felt that the old marshal was mocking the president and it was of no use, but it was really hard to think too carefully about this kind of thing.
At this time, the captain was also shouting an order: "Close the door! Do it now! Close the door for me!"
This time, there would be no objection to his orders.
Of course, there are actually many enemies with live ammunition rushing into the bridge, but at least they cannot control the various control terminals, and the firepower in their hands will not cause any structural damage to the metal gate made of heavy gold. Once the door is closed, the enemies rushing into the bridge can be concentrated and annihilated.
This also means that everyone is ready to give up counterattack and prepare to hold on to delay time.
In addition, again, after the Navy Day incident in 830, the bridge defense of the Azure Princess has also been modified in a very user-friendly manner. Even if the door is blocked, it does not mean that there is no other secret passage that can be transferred.
"There is a possibility of losing ground here. Your Excellency, please evacuate immediately. Take the second emergency evacuation route." Marshal Aylwin's temporary adjutant, Major Bruce, issued an asylum request again - the reason why it is "temporary" is Because the marshal is theoretically a retired man, and his position is also that of an advisor. However, this time he accompanied the president on a diplomatic mission and needed an administrative assistant, so he had this capable temporary adjutant.
This time, the old marshal stopped being pretentious, nodded and stood up and walked towards the aft cabin passage on the third floor of the bridge. His adjutant and nearly a squad of soldiers surrounded him as he moved.
The bridge of the Azure Princess is as big as an entire celestial court. Even the nearest battle is still one or two hundred meters away, but this is no longer a safe place.
Although the old marshal was over ninety years old, his pace was not slow. At least it was much crisper than President Nishita who had just retreated. He still held the rifle in his hand with professional movements. He had already made plans to use weapons to protect himself.
This veteran who had experienced the War of Independence was not afraid of death and had the consciousness to die here. However, if he had a chance to escape, he was not prepared to lose his life in such a tortured way.
In fact, since the battle has been staged everywhere in the ship, it is not safe to take the emergency escape route at this time, but it should always be safer than inside the bridge.
"The evacuation passage can go to the third floor, we..." the adjutant reported as he followed the marshal closely.
But then, the attackers' roars, more intense gunshots and explosions, and the people's screams turned into boiling waves and intertwined together, completely covering up his voice.
Before the armored door could be completely raised to close the passage, the giants' beast-like bodies had already appeared in everyone's sight.
"Where is Kes Nishita!" The leader of the troll opened his bloody mouth under the half-helmet and shouted: "Put down your weapons and hand over Kes Nishita, and your lives will be forgiven!" ”
His voice was muffled by the explosion. These were several Marines firing grenades at the troll's big face, but those shells seemed to fall into an invisible network. The power and flash of that string of explosions made those who didn't know it think they were a string of firecrackers. Another psyker, and definitely much more powerful than the bearded demon who was having an inextricable fight with Colonel Myron.
Although Marshal Elwin was not an extraordinary person, he made such a judgment. He knew very well how dangerous a race of giants like the Myshandar Trolls, who were gifted with a strong life spirit, would be after possessing psychic powers.
Fortunately, Colonel Myron had already used the equipment advantage of the heraldry machine to crush the bearded demon's head. He fiddled with the melt sword and shook his finger at the troll through the three-meter-thick door.
The morale of the defenders on the bridge soared, and they all felt as if they had seen the God of War descending to earth. Even the captain felt that although Master Juque and Master Yuchang protected the president and left first, with masters like Colonel Myron by his side, everything would be stable.
What's more, the armored door has now risen more than two meters. Through the gap that was about to close, only the head of the troll psyker could be seen. Even if it were a troll psyker, it would take a lot of time to break open this door that can be used as an armor plate for a battleship.
Probably...
The captain immediately became nervous and prepared to instruct everyone to pile some more furniture at the gate to strengthen the fortifications, so that they could hold on for a while longer.
As for Colonel Myron, he was probably feeling very proud because he had just killed a psyker. He even gave a middle finger to the troll opposite through the gate.
Then, I saw the troll with a body like a mountain, and his body suddenly turned into nothingness, floating over like a ghost, and then condensed into reality again.
...Co-author All of you can become ghosts, right?
Fortunately, this troll psyker who had turned from a ghost into a physical entity seemed to have quite a bit of martial virtue. He did not take advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned to make a sneak attack. Instead, he shouted: "For your lives, put down your weapons and surrender! This is Last warning! ”
What a very polite warrior!
However, after the warning was completed, he said nothing and rushed forward to fight with Colonel Myron.
On the other side, Marshal Aylwin still paid attention to these changes, and his steps even became faster. We have now taken everyone into the rear cabin of the bridge and safely entered the emergency access elevator. The upgrade system of this channel uses additional power. Even if the terminal of the bridge is captured, the operation will not be affected.
"Enter the cargo hold at the bottom from the emergency access elevator, and then transfer to the rescue cabin." Marshal Aylwin said.
Major Bruce suddenly realized it and sighed in his heart that the marshal was the marshal. He was still so decisive at such an old age. The key was to be able to think of the optimal retreat route with just a little thought, and he quickly started to operate.
As the elevator door closed, the adjutant breathed a sigh of relief. He also wanted to contact other departments of the fleet, especially to confirm the safety of Mr. President, but he heard the marshal say: "They are not predators!"
The major was not surprised when he heard this. He is also an officer. Although he has never fought against real predators face to face, he has read the battle reports. He has never seen such well-equipped predators and acted in such an orderly manner. He had already begun to doubt the other party's true identity.
In other words, it stands to reason that all organized plunderers should have died in the New World.
"They are not the Alliance Space Fleet either." Marshal Elwin said again.
Major Bruce's mood remains stable. From the beginning, he did not believe that the attacker just now was the alliance's space fleet, and must be an enemy pretending to be one.
How else to explain the current situation? The Alliance Space Fleet and the Predators colluded to harm President Nishita?
"So, is it really an assassin paid by the empire?" Major Bruce asked.
"...Is this the result of your judgment?" Marshal Elwin's expression was calm, but he seemed to be sighing silently.
The major felt that he should have been ridiculed by the Marshal, but he did not dare to have any dissatisfaction, but he still asked doubtfully: "So, what do you mean..."
"Speaking of which, the technique of turning into a ghost is a bit standardized, isn't it?"
Major Bruce couldn't answer either. Although he is powerful, he is still just an ordinary person and does not understand mysticism. What's more, his common sense told him that psychic energy had nothing to do with standardization.
"Speaking of which, I had some rumors during the War of Independence. I heard that there was such a troop of extraordinary beings active on the hidden battlefield..." the marshal said to himself.
Major Bruce immediately became interested.
"Forget it, it's just a rumor after all."
"..." The major was very sad and angry, but he was Marshal Elwin after all. Even if he became the Riddler, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
The conversation between the two was interrupted. At this time, the elevator they were in made a sharp sound, and after a burst of vibration and friction that made it difficult to stand upright, it stopped with difficulty.
Marshal Aylwin felt that his internal organs were almost turned upside down. He felt that this face was indeed too unfriendly to a poor old man. Fortunately, he finally did not fall and was supported by the guards. Then he heard the conversation between Major Bruce and other officers.
"We've stopped at the third floor! It's an automatic emergency measure for the evacuation elevator!"
"There was an explosion in the cargo hold on the bottom floor? Was there a fight there too?"
In any case, this rickety elevator is not a place to stay for long. Everyone struggled to open the door manually. The next thing that came into view at the crossroads in front of the passage was a battle between the enemy and ourselves.
Earth stormtroopers in standard mechas and attackers in miscellaneous green-skin styles fight together, making it difficult to tell the difference between you and me. Occasionally, there are combat robots beating in the rain of bullets and white blades, constantly creating more dead.
Then, a robot that looked like a wolfdog jumped out from the battle group, turned its head and aimed its two Vulcan cannons at the elevator door that had just opened, releasing a boiling rain of bullets.
It's not the only robot switching targets.
Obviously, these combat machines that invaded the Blue Princess have a clear attack sequence.