Chapter 154, Death of a Space Marine
Space Marines, of course, have strengths and weaknesses.
In addition to the different configurations of hardware models such as weapons and power armor models, individual strength cannot be ignored.
It's not a big problem for veterans to fight two or three recruits; the company champion is the strongest among a hundred soldiers.
Martins and Schneider are both.
Of course, in theory, the strongest person in a Chapter should be the Chapter Champion or Chapter Leader, but Martins was promoted temporarily after the Chapter was almost destroyed. His true strength is the level of a company champion.
But even so, there is a chance that his level could compete with an orc warrior.
If a general controlled an entire planet, it might be difficult; but right now, this one is far from that level.
Moreover, his armor looks fierce, but it should not be equivalent to the Terminator-type armor among Space Marines, and it can fight.
The problem now is to create an opportunity for duel.
It's difficult, but not impossible.
A lot of greenskins poured in at once, and the entrance became very crowded. Including the mechanically modified armor, the Orc Warlord was only a little smaller than the murder can, and it was very crowded in the underground entrance passage. In front of him and behind him, there were murder jars coming in.
The Space Marines and Stormtroopers were already firing with all their might.
Don't worry too much about whether you can hit or miss. The entrance is blocked by greenskins. Even a blind man can accurately hit the enemy with a gun and fire in the direction of their howling.
However, after such consumption, many greenskins died, but their ammunition was also consumed quickly.
Especially, after the green boy at the front was almost dead, they faced the murder canister that was almost completely blocked at the entrance and had to bend its mechanical knees to move forward slowly and clumsily.
If the murder jar is to come in, it will be a pure hard squeeze. Their size is only slightly smaller than the height and width of the entrance. They can get in, but they can't use their hands and feet at all.
Especially since there are many green-skinned boys following it. If it raises the multi-barrel machine cannon in its hand and fires forward, it is hard to say how many human soldiers it can kill. Anyway, there are probably not many green-skinned ones standing in front of it. Can survive.
But...are greenskins the race that cares about such things?
The one who fired first was not even the crowded murder cans, but the torn flesh. He struggled to find a gap behind the murder jar, inserted the big gun, and then fired forward.
The murder jar was uncomfortable being squeezed and hit by the bolt gun. It was so stimulated that it went crazy, and the multi-barreled muskets followed suit.
Under the tyrannical firepower, both the Space Marines and the elite Stormtroopers were beaten to the point where they were unable to stand out.
It was too close. Even if the helmet of the power armor was hit continuously by a large-caliber machine cannon at a distance of twenty or thirty meters, it would still be headshot.
They can only shrink back.
Fortunately, the bunker made of various metal scraps, rubble and rubble was not so easily broken.
But despite this, they finally chose to abandon their position here.
The murder jar struggled to reach the location where they were before, and pushed away some obstacles with force, which gave them some room to move.
However, the next moment, a violent explosion occurred on the spot!
Intense red fire light came, and the murder jar could no longer move.
Of course, ordinary explosives cannot easily destroy a murder canister. But if it's the melta bomb commonly used by Space Marines, that's a different matter.
The metal body of the murder can was blown into two pieces by the melta bomb mounted next to the obstacle and hidden from view.
Even the armor metal could not withstand the extremely high temperature in an instant. In an instant, the armor plates began to melt and break.
If the melt bomb were bigger, it would not be impossible to melt this murder can into molten iron.
Of course, that would be a bit too much power. The current level is enough to cause its destruction. Not only did the armored body lose the ability to continue fighting, but the grunt inside, with its hands and feet cut off and its brain connected to a tube, had long since been scalded to death.
This miniature melt bomb is one of the battle group's only remaining supplies. There are some similar disposable equipment, but the more they are used, the less they are, and there is no way to replenish them in this damn place like Raging Owl Star.
However, the Space Marines ignored the heartache.
This is when high-value equipment comes into play.
And to put it bluntly, the most precious thing among the Phoenix Chapter now is the lives of the soldiers.
They kept thinking about time in their hearts.
The extremely high temperature brought by the melta bomb will not last long. Under the rapid decay, the Space Marines were fully aware that after 6.72 seconds, the temperature would no longer be able to pass through the power armor on their bodies, causing any harm.
And this is the moment for them to take action.
Five space warriors attacked at the same time.
The three stood still, and the bolt guns in their hands had been changed from the precise single-shot mode to the full-speed shooting mode in advance. The last fully loaded magazine that was replaced in advance poured out countless explosive bombs in a very short period of time.
Almost all of these bombs passed over the blown-up murder tank and hit the orc warrior behind.
In addition to the three of them, Schneider was in front and Martins was a little behind. The two former company champions of the Phoenix Chapter and now the strongest individual combatants in the Chapter rushed towards the orc. War general.
Their speed exploded to extremely high speed in an instant, following closely behind the explosive bomb, they charged towards the orc war general.
Almost all the explosive bombs hit the orc warrior.
Even the Space Marine's bolter could not penetrate the extremely heavy armor on his body, causing direct damage to the orc boss behind him. However, after all, these are dozens or even hundreds of explosive bombs. When these diamond warheads jingle and hit the body extremely densely, it can still feel the obvious impact.
Not to mention, these bombs will explode a second time, causing additional damage.
After nearly a hundred micro-explosions, no matter how fiercely you tear the flesh and how thick the armor is, you will inevitably feel dizzy and even lose control of your body and step back.
But during this process, its body, which is much stronger than that of ordinary space warriors, can still launch a counterattack at the most critical moment.
He reluctantly raised the big gun in his hand and fired forward without aiming.
In a moment, about ten rounds of large-caliber bullets were fired.
The caliber of this thing is here, and its power is no worse than the bolt guns in the hands of Space Marines.
More importantly, even if he didn't take aim, this narrow terrain was fair to everyone. The space warriors are not small in size.
Two-thirds of these bullets still hit the target.
Schneider took four shots, and three of them were deflected by the thick, curved shoulder armor, but one still penetrated through the junction of the shoulder armor and breastplate.
Of course there is armor there, but it is relatively weak, and the angle at which the bullets hit is good. This shot injured Schneider.
But his footsteps only paused, and then he continued to rush forward without losing any speed.
Behind the two of them, there was the most unlucky battle brother, who was shot twice in the helmet.
He groaned and fell to the ground. The three or four Storm Teams behind tried to pull the fallen warrior back, but failed.
Even if it has been strengthened to the T3 level, and its physical strength is much higher than that of ordinary people, there are still only three or four people who can't drag the fully armed space warriors.
At this moment, Martins and Schneider in front rushed in front of the meat-tearing boss.
Schneider jumped slightly, raised his shooting position, and stabbed the combat knife accurately into a gap at the junction of the orc general's armor.
Pricked through.
Schneider could hear the orc war general let out a deep roar, obviously feeling pain, and even his body was brought down to the ground by Schneider's sudden thrust.
But this only aroused his ferocity.
His alloy-wrapped arm bent inward, and the muzzle of the machine gun mounted on his wrist was pointed at Schneider.
As long as he pulls the trigger again, the stormy machine cannon will fire countless projectiles in an instant, hitting Schneider's body completely. When the time comes, no matter how thick the power armor is, serious injuries will inevitably occur.
But now, Martins arrived.
The chain sword in his hand found a weak joint on his arm from the other side and slashed it off. The power of the chain saw was turned to maximum, and flames flew. He felt huge resistance, but he gritted his teeth and pressed the chain sword down desperately.
A moment later, the hand holding the barrel was severed.
Schneider was a little dissatisfied.
Martins did save him, but in his opinion, it was a wasted opportunity. If Martins had chosen a more lethal position, it would have been possible to directly kill this powerful enemy. Although he would pay the price of serious injury or even death, based on the calculation of his cold fighting will, it was still worth it.
However, Schneider didn't say anything about it. Not because his life was saved, but because this was a battle, and a slight change in the lightning was the difference between life and death.
The orc warrior only had a broken arm and was not dead yet.
Instead of the big gun, the guy still had a huge chopping knife welded to his left hand.
The big knife suddenly slashed towards Schneider, and Schneider freed one hand to grab his arm and wrestle with it. At the same time, his other hand tightly grasped the short knife inserted into the armor and pulled it outwards with the force. To enlarge the wound, it is best to reach important organs.
At the same time, Martins, who cut off one of the orc war general's hands, raised the chain saw again with his helmet full of blood. This time, Martins' chosen target was the flesh-ripping neck. There is a gap between the heavy helmet he is wearing and the breastplate, which is the best entry point.
However, although the entire battle process was extremely fast, it was somewhat delayed.
When the orc warlord's huge body fell down, the enemy who was originally blocked behind had a shot to attack the two of them.
The crude firearms in the hands of some orc boys can be ignored for the time being. Although green-skinned firearms are generally very powerful, it is unrealistic to injure a Space Marine with just a few shots.
However, the weapons in the hands of Killing Jar are different.
Multiple machine guns opened fire.
Schneider was shot several times, which affected his ability to choke the greenskin warlord's arms. The broadsword slashed hard from behind to his lower back.
The pieces of ceramic armor were shattered and blood spattered.
Tear Meat planned to take out the big knife and use it again to completely cut the canned shrimp in half.
But at this moment, the chain sword in Martins' hand arrived.
The Phoenix Chapter Leader's rage was all unleashed under this sword.
As the fire broke out, the chain saw cut open the gap between the helmet and the breastplate, and a huge amount of blood flowed out like a fountain due to the movement of the chain saw.
Just like cutting off the forearm that was tearing flesh before, Martins also cut off the opponent's head this time.
Immediately afterwards, Martins did not bother to check Schneider's situation, drew his chain sword, and rushed forward despite the firepower of the murder tank machine cannon.
The murder canister looks slightly larger than the Orc Warrior, and it also has quite terrifying-looking melee weapons, but in fact, the armor strength and power output are not comparable to those of a serious Orc Warrior. , coupled with the fact that it cannot be used here at all, the combat effectiveness is further reduced.
The furious Martins was actually injured by the machine gun, but he still demolished the orc walking mecha with three strokes.
At the same time, two other Space Marines also rushed out, and the three began to frantically slaughter the Orc boys who lacked the cover of heavy equipment. In the narrow area, the three of them were like three efficient killing machines. The green-skinned boys were helpless under the chainswords and combat blades.
The elite soldiers of the storm team behind wanted to help, but when they picked up their guns, they found that it was unnecessary. The greenskins they aimed at would often be hacked to death the next moment.
Several people looked at each other and finally put down their weapons.
Pull it down to avoid accidental injury.
But in fact, the Space Marines didn't kill many greenskins at the door.
After about twenty more orcs died, all the remaining orcs were gone.
Orcs do not always have unlimited morale, especially after their boss dies. They will also collapse in morale and flee.
The retreating greenskin ran, shouting some kind of language. Although I couldn't quite understand it, I could probably guess that it was saying that their boss was dead.
Martins gasped and rushed out without anyone.
He was angry, but still rational.
Here, they can rely on the terrain to kill countless greenskins. When they got outside, in the open area, they couldn't carry dozens of murder canisters and armed trucks to annihilate thousands of greenskins.
They could only retreat, dragging Schneider and the Space Marine who had been shot in the head to safety.
At this moment, there were noisy sounds outside.
After losing their strongest boss, the Green Skins naturally showed off their traditional skills and began to fight among themselves.
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There is one more chapter to be posted tonight.
(End of chapter)