Chapter 544 Time is running out
Standard tactical timing: 00.19.11
There was something moving in the far corner illuminated by the light of Mark's armor, and he resisted the urge to fire.
The soldier beside him, the motor of the assault gun in his hand roared like a wild beast ready to pounce, looking forward to a clear target.
Sensors showed that there were more than twenty monsters in the dark tunnel ahead, and they briefly circled to find other paths to the Astral Knights - an effort that apparently ultimately failed.
For a moment, the corridor was empty.
But in the blink of an eye, a group of blue and purple bodies rushed down the channel toward Mark like a flood pouring from a hole in a dam.
He opened fire, and the soldiers around him also opened fire. The barrel of the assault gun reached the firing speed in just one heartbeat. In the next heartbeat, a torrent of bullets roared through. corridor.
Mark's automatic sense activated the audio buffer the moment he pressed the trigger.
Even with the huge ceramite surrounding his body, the Terminator still felt a powerful shock wave filling the room.
Six or seven monsters were beaten to pieces in two seconds, their bodies evaporated by the fierce shooting.
The warrior holding the assault gun paused for a moment to allow the barrel and motor to cool before firing again.
Each devastating shot blasts everything in the Terminator's way.
Mark was also shooting with the storm bolter, but he was not immersed in the carnage. His attention was always locked on the sensor, and soon he discovered that there was a set of signals running parallel to the passage he was defending. corridor moves.
He began to move away from the entrance to buy himself more shooting time.
But it's still too slow.
With the sound of tearing metal and falling to the ground, the Genestealer smashed through a door on the corner ahead.
In less than a second, they were in the same room as the Terminators.
"Death!"
Mark roared, and the storm bolter fired a long burst of fire.
A fan-shaped sweep cut down the first row of attackers, but more enemies quickly came up.
Pulling the trigger, Mark quickly loaded the gun and sprayed the hot bullets on the second wave of enemies.
At the same time, a soldier holding a plasma cannon next to him continued to project hot blue plasma balls into the area where the aliens gathered. Every shot would bring double-digit deaths.
For a time, flames, pus, blood, and debris from broken walls filled the corridor.
Boom——!
Suddenly, there was an explosion behind him.
Mark turned around and saw that a soldier threw a high-explosive grenade directly into the passage, which was crowded with gene stealers.
In an instant, white-hot metal struck into the flesh like a sickle, and the broken bulkhead was filled with steaming alloy fragments.
Although this killed a large number of aliens, the huge breach created by the explosion also allowed more aliens to pass through.
Close combat breaks out as the beasts flood through the chamber, claw-like limbs digging into the Terminator's armor.
Genestealers have two huge mysteries. One is their psychic network, and the other is their claws with supernatural power. No matter how big or small, it seems that the claws of genestealers have the ability to tear through all metals— —The Terminator is no exception.
"It's time to prove yourself worthy of this armor, my brothers!"
Mark raised his power sword and storm shield and shouted.
“Block them!”
Standard tactical timing: 00.19.30
At the beginning of the first attack, Soshyan's team also broke through the siege of the aliens and arrived at a bottleneck ahead - the twisted passage closed into an independent room.
The room is less than fifteen meters wide, and the walls are covered with deep pits and huge cracks.
This should have been some kind of pumping station in the past. Broken pipes protruded from the corners and ceilings. Thick liquid hung in spherical shapes on the edges of the broken pipes, dripping from time to time into the water gathered under the wall. In a big greasy pit.
The ceiling is littered with rusty remnants of ancient valves and wheel hubs.
Soshyan stood facing the open door. Opposite was the location where the enemy was expected to appear, with the loaded storm bomb ready to fire at any time. Rick took up position beside him, ready to move forward and strike if any enemy appeared.
Not long after, the first Genestealer jumped from the pipe in the ceiling of the corridor in front.
It immediately stood up and started running, its elastically connected legs twitching as it rushed towards the Terminator, its sharp claws scraping ravines from the floor tiles under its feet.
In the dim yellow light emitted by the ancient lighting system, the strange-shaped glasses emitted a strong light. There was no emotion in the eyes, but only the deadly intention of the predator.
"Perhaps all this is not as illogical as I first thought."
At this time, Dietrian, who was under the protection of the team, suddenly spoke.
"What do you mean?"
Dietrian's reply was interrupted by a Genestealer sprinting along the ceiling of the corridor and leaping over the doorway.
It twisted in the air at an incredible speed to avoid bullets, and before landing, it stepped on Harry who was holding a flamethrower, and its sword-like claws scraped off pieces of ceramic steel from the Terminator's breastplate. fragments.
Harry staggered back under the impact, the artificial muscles of his armor straining but holding firm.
Soshyan took a step back and smashed the Sheng Yan Sword into the monster's back.
The force field exploded into a blue flash when it hit the target. In an instant, the spine was shattered, the carapace was broken, and the genestealer fell to the ground awkwardly like a fish caught on the ground.
At this time, another Genestealer rushed into the side corridor before Soshyan opened fire, but the one behind it was not so lucky. The burst of storm bombs knocked it out. Exploded to pieces.
After checking the sensor, Soshyan found that the enemy was becoming more and more cautious in their approach.
They gather into small groups out of sight and attack in short waves.
Although the Genestealers displayed greater intelligence than the suicidal charge in the initial stages of the battle, this tactic was still crude and easily countered.
Soshyan recalled the last large-scale invasion by Genestealers in the underground mines, and he suppressed his uneasiness for a moment.
Back then they gathered in hundreds, tearing apart and leaping over the fallen of their kind, overwhelming the squads of Astral Knights with overwhelming numbers.
Only a small number of the enemies have awakened so far, but Soshiyan knows that as the number of aliens awakening from hibernation increases, the attacks will become more deadly.
Ammo was also an issue, with Harry reporting that the Spitfire's fuel tank was only half empty, and the rest of the team only had a few magazines left.
Soshyan understands that the pressure on Mark's team, which is in the rear defensive position, will only be greater, and they must win quickly.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting, speed up."
Soshiyang's calm and standard voice sounded, although there were countless decisions pulling his attention.
At this time Dietrian also continued his answer just now.
“The signal of the reconnaissance robot is unstable and the information upload is interrupted, but I guess it is already in the data cabin.”
"What was the last known position?"
"Somewhere on the T line, directly in front of your bearings, transmitting frequency signals to the sensor network."
With the updated Arrival, images flickered and superimposed on Soshyan's vision.
A red haze flashed fifty meters away from his current position on the map. This automated unit that was transported to the center of the space hulk for depth detection and reconnaissance was obviously malfunctioning or damaged.
“That’s it.”
Soshyan said and moved to the front of the team.
“Let’s go.”
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(End of this chapter)