Chapter 145 Beheading (Part 1)
After clearing the greenskins on the street, the Astral Knights quickly passed through the huge metal crane and entered a closed corridor leading to the main energy node.
Everywhere they went, among the piles of rubble and debris, there were green-skinned corpses that were still radiating heat - both strong and thin, as well as some even thinner types.
The diffuse light yellow dust covered the alien's purple pool of blood that had not yet solidified.
The closed corridors connected many control rooms, and Soshyan ordered the team to split up.
The mechanics who were still busy were at a loss when they heard the sound behind them, followed by the roar of bolter fire.
Often one gun will fire first, and other weapons will soon join in, pouring bullets on a specific target. Behind the thunderous low roar, there is also the unique roar of some kind of metal grinding.
Most of these green-skinned "technicians" died before they could react, while their short grunt followers were either trampled to death or huddled in the corner holding their heads.
The Space Marines have no intention of wasting any energy or bullets on them.
While moving, Soshyan heard something thicker and louder.
It was the rumbling cry of cities on the verge of collapse and crumbling buildings, and it was like a death knell that reverberated across the sky.
"Soshyan."
Saul suddenly walked to his side and whispered:
"Losa just sent news that the fleet was attacked by a new force. The greenskin fleet made a sneak attack and lost several transport ships. Now the squadron can only use half of its strength to fight."
At this time, Soshyan suddenly realized that the impact just now was obviously a fallen transport ship. caused.
"That is to say, we don't have much time."
After saying that, Soshyan involuntarily accelerated his pace and ended the lives of the greenskins he encountered at a faster speed.
Star-like sparks were flying and dancing in the dirty air. He stepped out from the shadow of the ceiling of a corridor and stood in the extremely bright factory.
The blazing firelight shone on him, casting a long shadow on the stone-tiled ground.
Most of the internal facilities of this building have been torn apart. I don’t know if it is the effect of the bombing or if it is this way.
The metal surfaces of many walls and ceilings were peeled off in large swaths, and the exposed inner layers of machinery were like the tissue under human skin. The metal veins were tangled together and coiled around the heavy metal base plate.
Their structure looks quite complicated, with metal circuits and pistons staggered, and cables and screws tangled.
The broken pipes hanging on the ground flowed out streams of scorching energy, while other cracked pipes dripped unknown liquids.
Soshiyang looked up and saw huge metal nests rising up around him, as if they were still dreaming of projecting their power into the sky.
Higher in the sky, weapon trajectories interweave a bright grid in the atmosphere.
The Navy's Lightning fighter jets passed rapidly overhead, and the weapons they were equipped with plowed scorch marks of destruction in the sky. Ork aircraft touched by this violent energy would immediately melt into the glaring wall of light.
In response, swarms of rockets swarmed in like meteor showers, their fiery trails the only clue to their existence.
On the left, level with the roof, Soshyan could see two Warhound Titans crossing the battlefield from a distance, leading a large number of Imperial Army soldiers to attack a fortress.
The impact of tiny clouds of ammunition enveloped their extremely huge bodies, just like fireflies flying in groups at dusk.
Then, he once again heard the deep roar of the city that was about to collapse, which seemed to be a rumbling bell coming from the center of the planet.
It is still resisting, resisting desperately, as if it knows that new reinforcements are coming from the outer space.
Suddenly, a sharper voice sounded.
Then, a shock wave came.
A heavy fighter formation was trying to drop a bomb here, but one of the planes was hit by ground fire, and then exploded into a ball of flames and wreckage of staggering scale.
Two of them were forced to deviate from their target in order to avoid collision with each other, and their heavily loaded engines howled in protest. The other one was affected by the tremor of the void shield's renewed power, and the engine on one side was seriously damaged.
It trembled, and thick black smoke spurted out from the port engine. Although it kept trying to raise the nose of the plane, it finally hit a certain energy tower.
The thick fighter was suddenly torn apart by the violent impact and peeled off as easily as a can lid.
As the main body of the fighter plane completely dissociated, the engines also exploded.
But its explosion also destroyed a tall tower.
The green-skinned technician responsible for maintenance on the tower was thrown out, tumbling helplessly towards the courtyard below.
Some of them were dead, others were screaming before they hit the ground.
They rained down on roofs, terraces, corridors and yards, bounced off sloping walls, and experienced several more impacts before tumbling to a halt.
The burning wreckage came together.
Soshiyang raised his head and saw one of the corpses rushing towards him, so he swung his long sword in his hand.
The body that had been cut into two pieces slammed onto the floor tiles, making a loud noise like breaking an egg or breaking celery.
Soshiyang lowered his head and found that he was poured all over by the alien's blood.
Another corpse fell a few meters to his right, like an exploding blood bag.
“Keep moving.”
After confirming that there was no more danger of collapse, Soshyan led the team straight into the main hall of the energy node.
Here, in addition to a row of huge steaming machines, there is also a group of greenskins who have received reports of the intrusion and are on standby. Even the mechanics picked up their guns and stared at the door.
As long as anything non-green appears outside the gate, they will kill it to pieces.
Boom——————!
With a loud noise, the wall on the side of the hall exploded, tearing two nearby mechanics and a dozen unlucky farts into pieces.
“For the Emperor!”
The Space Marines poured in from unexpected places, and the greenskins who had been guarding the gate were suddenly killed, and a large area was swept away within seconds of the battle.
Waaaagh! !
Although they were attacked and thrown into chaos, the greenskins were not such vulnerable creatures - especially when their leader was still present.
As the most powerful and numerous of all alien threats that humanity has ever faced, they have evolved so perfectly into violent machines that Imperial scholars have come up with a crazy hypothesis—this species Probably deliberately bred for war.
Fearless, incredibly strong, and frighteningly warlike, it's all baked into their genes.
So after experiencing the initial chaos, they quickly organized a counterattack.
"Death!"
Soshiyang, who was in the lead, slammed his old fist downwards and hit the monster's plate-shaped forehead hard, shattering the bones below it.
But it still didn't die. It roared back, and its almost ridiculously large jaws snapped together, twisting one of his wrists.
Another blow, Soshyan pounded the ground harder, pushing his armor's power system to its limits.
A third blow knocked the mighty beast to the ground, sliding down the inner wall of the hall.
"Boys! Follow me! Fuck the canned shrimp!!!!"
A high-pitched roar suddenly exploded, and then in the diffuse orange smoke, a man three meters tall appeared Many big guys pounced on Soshyan.
(End of this chapter)