Chapter 1230 The Machine God Vanguard (Part 2)
The automatic reaction lenses of the Rangers had automatically darkened before the plasma light burst out, but those angry roars told Alpha G67M that the aliens were not so lucky. .
In combat, a few minutes can be an eternity.
As if to prove the painful truth, a beam of plasma pierced one of the Genestealers as it scaled the parapet, reducing the beast to a slag of bones.
The Greedy Eagle-type mechs released a devastating plasma torrent in a self-destructive manner, instantly blasting away a large blank area from the alien encirclement.
[We are the fangs of the Almighty Mechanical God]
When the light gradually faded away and darkness returned, Alpha G67M announced in a calm code.
[Initiate Joint Decontamination Protocol]
Across the team, the Rangers fired in perfect synchronization, shooting lasers and blinding plasma into the darkness, tearing the vermin into pieces. Pieces of pieces.
A collapsed barricade exploded into a flaming cloud under a bombardment of grenades, incinerating the aliens lurking within.
One of them staggered towards the reconnaissance team, but the criss-crossing torrent instantly threw it back into the melting fire.
[War is our sacrament]
Alfa G67M sang, using the codec to amplify the hymn like white noise, passing the current of loyalty among the team.
He was shaped by the Sage himself, stripped from death and reassembled from fragments into a perfect warrior, and his mission is to fulfill all the long-cherished wishes of the God of Machines.
【Without it, we are empty vessels, waiting for the sacred promethium of resentment】
The Rangers responded with a chorus of hoarse voices and gear static, singing praises to the God of All Machines as they washed away the alien stain.
Although the tactics were appropriate, they still could not make up for the numerical gap. The reconnaissance team lost two teammates. They were torn out of the queue while moving and fell into a tangle of claws and teeth.
But the team kept moving forward, as ruthless as the will of the God of All Machines.
Leaving the ruins of the warship, the reconnaissance team entered deeper into the ruins where no one had ever reached before.
Through the markings on the ship, the Alpha G67M system analyzed that this was an Astartes strike cruiser, belonging to the Dark Angels Chapter, but the specific model could not be analyzed.
It was calm at first as they passed through the passage, but when they entered the ruins of the broken bridge, the darkness boiled again.
Alfa G67M signaled the team members to form a line, and they fired continuously, creating a passage in the sea of fanatical aliens.
Just outside those jumping figures, he could see two other huge figures striding forward.
[Priority target: Zerg leader, weapon energy switch: plasma mode]
After a moment, 9 plasma rifles adjusted their shooting modes and screamed in unison.
The Stealer leader staggered as a blast of plasma shot into its chest.
Then it became enraged and lunged forward, only to collapse moments later screaming - black bile and steam spurting from its open jaws.
The other giant beast immediately broke out into a mad dash, and in its eagerness to close the distance, it knocked away the dense team of its smaller relatives.
[Within optimal range, Alpha]
[Confirmed, Conqueror Protocol is being implemented]
Alpha G67M hung up the rifle, walked forward, and took off the curved hammer from his belt.
With a snap of his wrist, the weapon was activated, energy crackling around the club, feeling his combat nodes tremble in mercy as the weapon connected with him. When the Alpha G67M began to trot, the ferocious machine soul in the Arc Warhammer let out an urgent static pulse roar - it longed for war, just like a master longs to become stronger, and is always greedy.
The Alpha G67M knows this feeling well and welcomes the opportunity to indulge it.
Metal is far superior to flesh, this is a lesson these swarm consciousnesses have yet to learn, but if the God of All Machines wills, He will teach it today.
The Arc Hammer was swung by the Alpha G67M in a tight circle around it, the Arc Generator hissing in the air as the giant chitinous beast approached.
But before the actual contact, the poor creature was already stumbling, and black blood foam was dripping from its chin. Even the killing machine bred by the terrifying alien could not be spared. The scorching death breath of the Mechanicus.
For Alpha G67M, the enemy's status is not much different. The sooner this node creature is brought down, the faster the other bugs will disperse, and the faster the team members can complete their mission.
The next moment, he dodged the first sweep of two of the four arms and smashed the war hammer against its exposed elbow joint.
Electricity continued to surge in the limbs, and the surrounding gene stealers howled in pain like phantom pain.
Alpha G67M took a step back, narrowly avoiding the claw tip of the second attack. When the aiming array aimed at a weak spot on the monster's carapace, a smile appeared on the face hidden under the helmet.
This creature has exposed too many flaws.
In the blink of an eye, Alpha G67M lunged forward, slamming its knees, elbows, and finally its chin with its war hammer, shattering each piece in turn in a burst of crackling blue lightning. A piece of bone.
When he stepped back, the alien had collapsed.
The beast gasped and tried to stand up, but before it could stand up, the Alpha G67M had pressed the barrel against its broad skull and pulled the trigger.
As the creature fell, there was a commotion among the alien swarm, and then the creatures began to retreat.
Alfa G67M knew that this was only a temporary relief and they would soon leave and come back, so he signaled them to walk towards a closed door.
Go through here and walk through another passage, and they may be able to reach the core of the target -
Mechanical Ark, Blood Red.
Before it opened, the heavy metal door, which was five meters high and two meters thick, was torn open by huge force, revealing four extremely huge claws in the darkness, Alpha G67M The sensors all over the body also started flashing crazily——
[Contact: Genestealer Hive Master, Threat Level: High]
Alfa G67M is transmitting the last data.
[The coordinates are as follows——]
His service to the God of All Machines may end here, but the alien filth will also be purified.
"Report! The fifth reconnaissance team lost contact!"
On the Meteorite, after hearing the news, Deejay Katona's frown turned into a mess.
All five reconnaissance teams were wiped out. The fastest one lost all contact three minutes after landing. The last one lasted for more than forty-three minutes. He had already placed high hopes on them. , believing that under the blessing of the God of Machines, he could reach the area of Mechanical Ark.
Unexpectedly, they failed to reach their target in the end.
The loss of fifty elite rangers and five chief alphas made even Deejay Katona, who has a big business, feel heartache. These are not cannon fodder, but require a lot of expenditure. Elites that can only be created by resources and a certain amount of luck. If converted into cold value, each of them is no less expensive than a fully armed Astartes.
In the end, they all ended up in this damn hulk with nothing!
(End of this chapter)