Chapter 200 Classic Melee
“This is something that can guide orbital bombing.”
Qin Xia threw a sphere to Hissing Fart.
The fart was extremely happy and lucky to see his friend being released. He quickly caught the beacon that could guide orbital bombing, and then swallowed it in his stomach for storage.
Qin Xia's psychic vision saw that this fart had been transformed into a very mechanized one. There were no organs or stomach bags inside the stomach, only tools and parts.
"Wait until you can see the warlord and mark its location with a beacon. You will know what to do next."
"As long as you do this, there is nothing wrong with our clan letting you live. Because I think you still want to live more than killing like other greenskins."
Qin Xia's voice was calm and majestic, thinking, no matter what, this greenskin named Gusa. It's good for myself. A green-skinned person who is destined to be unable to defeat him, but who will continue to become stronger... Tsk.
Gusa was about to say something when suddenly the first greenskin appeared from the tunnel leading to the crypt.
Qin Xia's giant claw-shaped hands wearing power armor grabbed Gusa's head, and then easily threw the green-skinned man who was the size of a warrior away.
More and more greenskins rushed into the cave. They wanted to swarm Qin Xia just like they did on the ground, but they suddenly saw the headless corpse of their own general lying on the ground.
The beasts found pessimistically that the war general could no longer pose any threat to the green-skinned butcher. Even if the war general carried the lightsaber of the Great Beast King, there was still no threat.
The beasts looked at Gusa again.
Gusa was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back. The green-skinned butcher even grabbed his arm when he punched, and instead used the fist with the armor attached as a weapon to beat Gusa down.
“This tribe has no strong enemy.” Qin Xia stepped over Gu Sa’s body and gradually disappeared from the sight of the beasts.
The greenskins looked at each other.
The technical boss who had previously put Gusa into power armor squeezed over from the end of the herd and stood at the front.
The technical boss wore another set of armor. He glanced at the headless warrior's body without mercy and ordered Hiss: "Go and take off this warrior's armor. It's still useful."
Hiss Fart stood motionless on the spot, as if he didn't hear the order, but his eyes seemed to say that I heard it but I didn't care.
Just when the technical boss was about to give Hissing Fart some color, Gusa, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up, jumped in front of the technical boss and grabbed his head with his free hand. It suddenly penetrated the boss's chest and took out a mechanical heart used to strengthen the body.
The more powerful the green skin is, the taller and stronger it will be, and the technical boss will transform himself to be taller and stronger.
But the body of the taller and stronger inventor was thrown away by Gusa as easily as a child throwing away a rag doll.
"Now...now this tribe belongs to me!" Gusa roared at the beasts, "It belongs to me! All your beasts and all your things belong to me!"
"Big The Beast King will send beasts to take over the tribe!" A boss stepped forward and said.
The boss was slapped into a pulp by Gu Sa in the next second.
After killing an opponent, Gusa rushed to the other bosses. It killed a dozen boys in front of it, plowed a bloody path among the greenskins, and finally knocked the boss it was targeting against the wall. Broken.
Another boss suffered. These elite soldiers were unable to resist in front of Gusa, and they were easily killed by Gusa.
"Big Beast King? That bullshit Big Beast King!" Gusa roared among the greenskins, beating his strong chest muscles crazily as he walked, "This warrior! It can't even stand in front of the Butcher for a second. If you don’t persist, you will lose your head, but I, I can survive despite challenging the butcher over and over again!”
“This tribe belongs to me from now on”
“All of you! It’s all mine!”
Gusa killed another boss.
"Follow the general. Hiss." Hiss fart jumped on Gusa's shoulder and greeted.
Gusa passed through the beasts and headed towards the surface.
The greenskins followed.
Gusa's terrifying style and domineering attitude of killing whoever he catches have conquered most of these green-skinned beasts, but there are still some beasts that are not impressed by Gusa, and are just thinking about when. This is the best opportunity to challenge Gusa.
The greenskins, led by Gusa, went to the crypt of the technical boss's workshop.
Hiss Fart found a helmet and put it on the head of a green boy.
The boy picked at his ears and looked at the helmet with his eyes, not knowing why.
"This was left by the technical boss. It was originally used by Gusa. Hiss." Hiss fart said, "It is used to read the brain, but now this thing belongs to us, hiss, I want to use it in the right place."
After saying that, Hiss Fart looked at the boy.
The boy was wearing a helmet and said dullly the answer to the question set in the helmet: "I don't believe Gusa's story."
Gusa immediately understood that the helmet was a device similar to a lie detector .
And when it realized this, it grabbed the boy and tore him in half.
"All beasts must be tested." Hiss Fart pointed at the bloody helmet and said, "All beasts... Hiss..."
If there are green skins, they will run away on the spot. But was caught and torn apart by Gusa.
The remaining greenskins could only line up in confusion, putting on their helmets one by one, testing whether they believed and obeyed everything Gutha said.
Looking at the obedient fellows in front of him, Gusa fell into thinking.
It felt that maybe it would never be able to kill the green-skinned butcher, or maybe it was just a tool used to replace the newly rising warlord in the eyes of the green-skinned butcher.
But it doesn't matter... I have no intention of fighting Xiami in this star area. Gusa thought so.
"Maybe one day, we will have the opportunity to go back." Gusa suddenly said to himself.
Hiss Fart looked at Gusa: "What? Where to go back? This is our home."
"Go back to our original home and compete with His Majesty Urak who drove us out. Down." Gusa said.
"You are thinking too far...hiss..." Hiss fart looked at his partner, "You are not as tall as it...not as WAAAGH...hiss..."
"A week ago, I wasn't as tall as I am now. I was just a boy who was ordered around by the boss." Gusa said, "We all have to have dreams. What's the difference between an greenskin without a dream and a shitgug beast?" ?" Hissing Fart thought about it and felt that although his partner's intelligence was not as good as his improved intelligence, it had the advantage of natural intelligence - it could conceive of an invisible and intangible goal and pursue it. effort.
"First kill the war generals of the nearby tribes... hiss... Then you will be qualified to meet the warlords... hiss."
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In the fortress.
When Qin Xia walked out of the portal, he found that this place was still facing continuous attacks, and the attacks became more and more fierce.
The greenskins kept sweeping over the fortress like waves in a tsunami.
The fleet that has completely taken control of the galaxy is constantly bombarding the greenskins, and under this situation, the greenskins can still replenish a large number of troops.
Their technology has become a little more advanced.
"A big green guy has entered the fortress. Run, guys."
Brown walked over in a calm tone and said to Kahn and others who were following him.
Qin Xia was not in the mood to argue. He walked past Brown and thought of something. He stopped and asked, "Where are Vulcan and Angron? Why didn't I see them fighting on the city wall?"< br>
Saying that, Qin Xia looked at Kahn: "They and you should all fight on the city wall to show the greenskins how powerful you are. This will be of great benefit to you. There is nothing worthy of discussion in the command chief about defensive warfare."< br>
"You have to go to the command headquarters and have a look." Kahn saluted, "There is one thing that the Primarchs have to discuss carefully in the command headquarters."
Qin Xia nodded and went straight to the command headquarters Go away.
Brown and Kahn went to support the defensive wall where the situation was more critical.
After quickly teleporting into the headquarters, Qin Xia walked out of the snow and looked at the two original bodies squatting on the ground.
"What did you find?"
Hearing Qin Xia's question, Angron and Vulkan turned back at the same time.
The expressions of the two could not be more serious. They stood up at the same time, leaving a gap for Qin Xia's eyes to "pass through".
An Eldar corpse lay on the ground.
There were tragic lacerations on this corpse, proving that it did not die at the hands of humans, but at the hands of the greenskins.
"How is this possible?" Qin Xia knelt down to inspect the bodies of the Spirits. "How could there be aliens from the Spirits in this ghost place? I know that wars of this level often turn into multi-racial melees, but is this the way the Spirits participate in the war? It’s a bit abrupt.”
Angron spread his hands: “I think so too, but they just appeared, and members of the Nineteenth Legion led by Farr witnessed them when they carried out the assassination mission against the green-skinned general. To the Eldar aliens."
"The Eldar aliens suddenly appear, just like the NPCs that are refreshed regularly in the game to promote the progress of the plot."
As he spoke, Angron looked at Vulkan. , explained: "NPC, refresh, that kind of setting that would appear in ancient games. I don't know if there are games on Nocturne. Can you understand..."
Vulkan just nodded silently.
The Fire Dragon Lord stared at the Eldar corpse.
Like Angron, Vulkan is hostile to the Eldar xenos.
Unlike Angron, Vulkan has a great hatred for the Dark Eldar.
Because on the planet named Nocturne where Vulkan landed, the locals were always robbed by the Dark Eldar, and then the robbed people became slaves of the Dark Eldar.
Being a slave of the Dark Eldar is a life-or-death struggle.
"You haven't tried to sense it?" Qin Xia raised his head and looked at Angron.
Angron shook his head: "It was already dead when it came. It was the body sent back by Farr. I can't sense a dead thing."
Qin Xia nodded, Place your hand on the head of the Eldar corpse.
“We must have a better way to obtain memories than eating brains.” Vulkan said, “I know that Space Marines can obtain memories by eating brains, but I personally think this will make the warriors bloodthirsty. ."
"I don't want to eat my brain." Qin Xia said and closed her eyes.
The corpse's past, not its future, appears in Qin Xia's psychic vision.
An Eldar warrior walked out of the webway gate. Neither it nor its brethren carried any equipment that could identify their origins.
The Eldar and the Greenskins are at war with each other.
After clearing a clearing, a type of professional logistics personnel called Bonesingers walked out of the webway gate and began to control the spiritual bones to build necessary facilities and build a defense base.
Others lifted out a shadow shield, which can keep a large open area in shadow and cannot be sensed or noticed.
But Fal and his guards of the Nineteenth Legion happened to observe the battle and took the opportunity to snatch an Eldar corpse away.
When Farr looked back, he saw a war machine similar to a knight mecha walking out of the webway door. It was the Nether Knight of the Eldar Tribe.
The Ghost Knight wears something that can be used to identify himself.
“Thuntar Arkworld.” Qin Xia opened his eyes, “The Thuntar Arkworld was cheated by you and annihilated the entire fleet before.”
“It’s them again ?" Angron only felt helpless, "It's really terrible. If they couldn't find their Arkworld, I would have to take people to blow up their mothership."
"It should have exploded long ago." Qin Xia stared at the alien corpse, "They have a webway gate. Maybe we can find a way to go with them to where they came from..."
Angron was silent I started thinking about it, wondering if there was a way to directly locate the Ark, but then I felt that it was not difficult to directly locate the Ark, but the Arkworld was not a planet, it could run.
"Father." Kil walked into the command room, saluted and reported, "The Lord of the Fourth Legion has arrived, and the fleet has just jumped into the galaxy."
Angron turned around, as if he were facing a huge enemy. enemy.
(End of this chapter)