Chapter 226: Exhausted to Reinforce
Armin's team fought hard. They gradually retreated into the arch of the temple, relying on temporary bunkers to resist the tide of aliens.
The relatively narrow arch limits the number of enemies, but they have to face at least hundreds of aliens at a time.
In this case, Armin had to consider another issue.
They may have to find a way out.
But before that, he had to stop the enemy's attack. His eyes fell on the huge statue behind him.
"Tara!"
At this time of the attack, the main force has gradually turned into second-generation hybrids. These monsters with some human characteristics can use the simplest weapons.
"Get ready to blast!"
A small wave of human imitations gradually swarmed towards them, waving anything they could find that could be used as a weapon - a small caliber as the first wave of greetings The bullet had hit the ground.
"No problem, sir."
Tala looked around with a plasma gun in hand. He also carried the only melta bomb in the team.
"Where exactly?"
"On the base of the statue, facing the enemy."
"Roger that."
After Tara finished speaking, he shot a ball of plasma at the approaching and howling aliens. His weapon would then enter a long cooling period, so he took out the bolt pistol on his thigh.
"There are more and more enemies."
He said, placing the melta bomb in front of the statue's base, and then set the time for the explosion.
"Installation completed! Detonate in one minute!"
"Retreat."
Armin gave the order, and the team immediately abandoned the arch, stepped over the corpses on the ground, and retreated to the short path between the statue and the arch.
During this process, they continued to shoot, tiring the piled corpses at the entrance of the passage, making it look like a wound that was about to heal, and the following aliens stepped on the corpses of their fallen companions step by step Moving forward, the distance to the Astartes is getting closer and closer.
Armin was always at the forefront of the team, waving his sword and assuming a standard defensive posture, constantly crushing the bones and internal organs of the enemy - but this did not stop them.
While killing with melee weapons, he also kept pulling the trigger of the bolt pistol, letting bullets shoot into a face twisted with anger and hatred.
Their The gender could not be identified because of howling, and the head exploded like a balloon filled with blood clots.
"Fuel out!"
At this time, the flamethrower in the team first declared misfire. Wall, who was using it, hung the flamethrower back on his waist, and then adjusted his bolter to full automatic. He fired fiercely at the attackers who rushed towards him.
However, more aliens followed, showing no signs of retreating. His attacks did not really block them.
"Retreat behind the statue! Rebuild the defense line!"
Just as Armin commanded the team to retreat all the way, a high-pitched roar suddenly exploded, and then a huge beast tore open the road. The same kind rushed towards the team.
Its body is even larger than that of the Astartes, its body is wrapped in a thick carapace, and the hooks on its four arms are as sharp and terrifying as scythes.
More importantly, its speed is completely inconsistent with its size, it is incredibly fast.
Armin almost didn't have time to raise his sword, but his fighting instinct saved him, allowing him to barely block a sharp claw heading towards his head.
Then he swung his sword towards the thing's neck.
The decomposition stance buzzed and howled, tearing violently, and the thing's wound immediately burst out with thick slurry accompanied by a strong stench. The monster stepped back, its extremely ugly face showing the same confused expression as humans.
Obviously, it did not expect to be so seriously injured. It howled in a low voice and retreated, and the muscles and chitin on its body tightened.
Armin then used a pistol to shoot continuously at its head and body. However, the monster's intelligence was obviously higher than that of its kind, and he immediately hid behind the cannon fodder, allowing the explosive bombs to kill only a few of them. important goals.
If there is a grenade now, Armin is confident that he can severely damage it.
But as early as ten minutes ago, all the grenades were used up.
The team rebuilt their defenses behind the statue. Wave after wave of aliens came before them, and the Astartes could only rely on rapid fire to repel them.
However, once the ammunition is exhausted, they will be overwhelmed by the aliens within seconds, and they will not even be able to wait for any reinforcements-the only theory may be Soshyan and Thor.
"Half a minute left!"
"The bullets are out, sir."
As soon as a soldier finished speaking, his gun went off.
"Okay...that's what I mean."
The enemy rushed over before the soldier had time to reload.
He smoothly and quickly turned the weapon, aimed it at the forehead of a nearby alien, and smashed it down.
The next second, the sound of cracking cartilage and wailing followed.
Before the thing fell, a hybrid that looked like a woman suddenly crawled over, grabbed the soldier's ankles, and pulled hard, trying to make him lose his balance.
Seeing that his comrades were surrounded, Armin rushed over and cut off the female alien's hand with a sword, preventing the soldier from being surrounded by the surrounding monsters.
Although they can still kill their enemies, there is no doubt that their situation is extremely desperate.
Even though thousands of their kind have been killed, the gene stealers are still rushing toward Armin's team in a steady stream.
In the long run, sooner or later they will swamp these god warriors with their numbers.
Perhaps the Astartes could stall for a few more minutes with swords and chainsaws, but as soon as one fell, the others would immediately be attacked from both sides.
The huge alien was still patrolling around, observing the Astartes team under the protection of layers of cannon fodder servants - this reminded Armin of an evil cat entrenched next to the mouse hole.
Their current firepower makes it dare not take a step further, but once the ammunition is exhausted, it will rush forward without hesitation.
However, it is destined to be disappointed this time.
"Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five!"
A countdown echoed in the communication channel, and the team members began to run backwards in an orderly manner, staying as far away from the statue as possible.
"...Three! Two! One! Get down!!"
Boom——————————————————————!
Amidst the earth-shattering, the erupting halo broke through the dome of the temple, and the bright light even temporarily blinded most of the creatures present.
The explosion caused by the melt bomb turned an area fifty meters in size into a dazzling mist of particles. All organic matter within the range was instantly carbonized, while inorganic matter turned into a splashing fluid.
The aliens didn't even have time to scream, the metal and flesh disappeared without a trace under the torrent of energy, and even the huge beast turned into a human under the hot impact. Balls of steam.
Armin, who was lying on the ground, wanted to raise his head, but all his senses were overwhelmed by the roar and high temperature...
(End of this chapter)