Chapter 3317 Amara’s Storm (5)
"Children, follow me!"
A man covered in tattoos, with a fleshy face, and a gray beard, with his right hand below the wrist replaced by a sharp iron hook, shouted loudly, and formed a surging flow of people behind him with the gang members wearing spiked carapace who were shouting and howling. Emerging from pipes, shafts, and many ruins that should have been empty of people, thousands of people gathered in an instant, rushing towards the flanks of the Necron, or brandishing war hammers made of iron pipes, or He held up various homemade firearms.
Leading them is Riley Harvey, the most famous "Death Hook" in the Lower Hive of New Wasburg. He is also a man who has long been at the top of the wanted list of the Hive City Legal Department. He is known for his brutality and murderousness, and his gang has a monopoly on many weapons. , casinos and illegal drug business.
But when the aliens invaded, he did not choose to escape like some gang leaders, but stubbornly stayed to protect his territory.
There are not a few people like him. The huge population and complex terrain of the hive city determine that unless the Necrons invest overwhelming forces, or directly destroy most of the structures, or the defenders collapse on their own, it will be difficult for them to survive. Conquer them in a short time, and as long as the command structure and regular troops are still there, the hive people will soon realize after a brief panic that the invaders are not that scary and not that numerous, and they will gain the courage to resist. .
"Kill these tough guys to death!!!"
The gang members may not be disciplined, but they relied on their brute force to survive a round of volleys launched by the Necron warriors. Then the two sides collided, and the shaking low-level Necron infantry was trampled to the ground and injected. The people who had taken the stimulant drug howled and brandished the weapons in their hands, smashing their heads or joints into pieces.
This charge allowed the gang members to overthrow many enemies, but the density of the opponent's formation was too high, and the momentum of the charge soon weakened.
Then the blades with green light swung from all directions, stabbing the unprotected belly or slashing the fragile neck. For a while, screams continued to sound, and blood was splashed on the cold metal shell.
"Don't be afraid! Kill them! There are not many of them left!"
Relying on his brute force, Riley Harvey swung his arm and directly used a hook to drag a Necron warrior into the air, then smashed it to the ground, and then stepped on the opponent's neck with one foot.
Then he turned his head and saw a slowly lowering ghost ship. It had a black skeleton, just like the ship of death carrying the souls of the dead in ghost stories. Then, people jumped out of its black ribs and became taller. Tall, holding a double-barreled gauss, the will-o'-the-wisp in his skull is as bright as a searchlight. One of them is particularly conspicuous, with a metal tassel-like cape behind it and a towering tube-like decoration behind it.
For gang bosses who have been fighting on the streets for decades, identifying the opponent's head is a very important ability. In the dark and chaotic streets of the bottom of the street, killing the opponent's head is the fastest way to win.
Riley Harvey stared at this guy at a glance. This must be a head. If he gets rid of it, maybe these skeletons will break up.
"Follow me!!!"
The gang boss raised the double-barreled shotgun in his hand and pulled the trigger forward. The huge impact directly knocked down a staggering undead warrior. A dozen of his most trusted bodyguards and killers followed him, heading towards Kill that "alien boss".
The Necron warlord also noticed the "primitive creature" rushing toward him. It did not regard it as a threat, but for the senior warriors of the Menak Dynasty, since the other party had launched a challenge, it Will accept, this is ancient war etiquette.
This is also a very different place between the Menak Dynasty and other dynasties. They will not be "disrespectful" because of the "primitiveness" of their opponents. No matter how insignificant the enemy is, as long as they have the courage to launch a challenge, they will definitely accept it happily. .
The Immortals lined up and waited, and the gauss blasters in their hands fired a devastating volley, instantly vaporizing a large number of gang members who rushed into the array, as well as Riley Harvey's entourage.
But he had no retreat, roaring through the jungle of metal bones, throwing away the shotgun and pulling out the chain sword that had been with him for many years - this was a military weapon that represented the soldier he had been. identity. "For the Emperor!!!!"
Death Hook used all his strength to slash the roaring chain sword towards the enemy. However, this undead was much faster than other undead, much faster than humans. He easily pushed away his weapon, and then turned the muzzle of the gun with his backhand. The lower blade cut into Riley Harvey's shoulder.
Riley Harvey's bones were shattered and he lost control of his body due to the severe pain. When he hit the cold, wet ground, he clearly felt that his arm was broken.
The Overseer looked at his fallen opponent and felt a little disappointed.
These low-level creatures are really difficult to call opponents. They are just pests that need to be trampled to death in a waste of time.
"Fuck your mother's metal frame."
There was a painful spasm in the body. Riley Harvey injected the fatal combat stimulant into the body, and then violently exploded. The iron hook slammed into the opponent's head. Before the warlord could react, he carved a scar on the opponent's forehead. Then he hugged the other person with his remaining arms.
"Fuck me to death!!!"
He hooked the opponent's body with a hook and pushed forward hard, red dots flashing on his belt.
When the immortals around him turned around and slashed his body with weapons, he laughed loudly, and then hammered his head hard against the Overseer who was holding his throat.
Boom——
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A loud noise blew several immortals away.
When the smoke cleared, the undead warlord slowly took out a blood-stained eyeball from his own eye socket, then gently crushed it, then touched the crack on his forehead, and then smeared the opponent's blood on it with his fingers.
He earned its respect.
But the battle will continue. It must complete the mission assigned by the lord and destroy the enemy.
When the silent signal spread in all directions, the immortal phalanx moved, and at the same time, a more devastating shadow shrouded the battlefield.
At this time, the defenders who seemed to have just gained the upper hand realized that the storm of death had surrounded them. Under the dense Gauss rays, their bodies were completely decomposed, and the air was filled with ash, smoke and bitterness.
Immediately afterwards, the earth shook, and several Tomb Blades passed by the human rear positions at extremely fast speeds, using their twin Gauss blasters to wildly ravage the human artillery and tank positions. Faced with this kind of speed and attack that defied physical common sense, The defenders had no way to deal with the enemy's mobility and high-speed movement. The only Hydra anti-aircraft guns could only try in vain to track the enemy's trajectory, but could not prevent the Leman Russes and Chimeras from turning into burning ruins.
(End of chapter)