An imperial construction engineer once commented that a good city should be a loyal city, but how to evaluate loyalty depends only on whether it can help you when you need it most.
Judging from this requirement, the hive of Gondvar VI is not only loyal, but also pious, when the irritating and abnormal designs of its streets extending in all directions are like a maze that blocks the progress of the green skins.
She was loyal when the hive gangs who traveled through her pipes attacked the greenskins with their weapons, and when the green-skinned smart boy walked for a long time and found that it turned out to be a dead end.
Especially now, especially now, the size of the square and the smallness of the roads have turned this place into a feng shui treasure land that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. After the fourth row of soldiers cut this place, they used exploding bombs and bombs to destroy the square in batches. The entrenched green skin.
The stationed Astra Militarum company also cleared out the remaining soldiers who were surrounded by four platoons, and blocked the narrow hive road with firepower.
After the almost brilliant sacrifice of the first row of the first company, not a single green-skinned mecha was left. Even the large orcs at the boss level could hardly support the roar of heavy explosive bombs in turn. The firepower of the Astra Militarum was overwhelming. Block the narrow road and turn it into a terrifying meat grinder.
Therefore, One-Eye also lacked support. His boys kept dying, and only a few special operations boys could still keep up with his killings.
Karu City also used its own methods to show its loyalty, as did the Astra Militarum, the hive gangs, and the civilians. When the fourth row of divine soldiers descended from the sky and cut off the largest greenskin area, One-Eye became slightly angry.
He fell into a trap, and it was a complete and simple plan, without a lot of calculations, just finding a few people to lie down in the pipe, but he stepped on it impartially, and now he fell to the ground with a bloody head.
One-eye is not angry. The reason is simple. He can feel that Xiami cannot kill him.
And how many projectiles do they have? When the mecha troops in the distance gather together, the powerful fear cans will kill everything and occupy the city.
Of course, the staff knew, Alan Bair knew, and Arda also knew that the current Karu City was a terrible hurricane that was overwhelming the sky, and the tranquility they had here was only because they were in the eye of the hurricane and beside the war leader.
Just like a constantly rotating propeller, you only need to clamp its core hard, and the strong wind and sharp blades will stop.
But those who stop the wind need to pay the price of their arms and even their bodies. Entering the eye of the wind also requires courage, luck, courage and wisdom.
Now that they have arrived, they are about to use their own flesh, blood, and bones to block the core point of the orc storm, so that this continuous hurricane will stop, extinguish, and be destroyed.
Whether it will be broken into pieces or become a miracle can only be decided by faith, strength and courage.
独眼身边的兽人老大们蠢蠢欲动，铁齿更是兴奋，他早嫌弃刚刚暴揍的东西不够畅快，他们摩拳擦掌，准备好大咔哒或大锤锤，叽叽歪歪的向第四排冲锋。
John looked at the scope. He knew very well that he couldn't let this mess hinder his commander's actions, at least not now.
"Everyone, give up shooting at the orc reinforcements and let them serve as targets for the first company. We deal with the orc boss!"
To be honest, in the face of these orc bosses with arms as thick as their heads, who is not frightened?
But the soldiers held their weapons and skillfully overloaded the beam guns, which increased the heat energy. Five bomb blasters rumbled and emitted black smoke, and three or four plasma bombs fell on them.
Violent explosions, splashing plasma, scorching the ground of the hive city, even so, there are still three or four bosses who are not dead, especially Iron Fang. He is holding his power claw arm, looking majestic, as if saying , not exciting!
The fourth row still remembers this damn orc even more. Although he is now bigger than a month ago, his size has swelled. If it were not for the prominent power claws and iron jaw, they would not be able to recognize him.
At this moment, the plasma guns in the fourth row also started to fire. This time the distance was very close. The heated and dazzling plasma cut through the air and instantly fell on the orcs' bodies, punching big holes in the boss-level orcs.
After another round of shooting, the orc only had one Iron Fang left, but he didn't care. It didn't matter. The other bosses were just his shields. There were only about seventy people in this group of shrimps, which was not enough for him to kill!
The reality is indeed like this. The violent impact of the iron teeth is enough to smash the reinforced concrete structure. The thick body is like a green cannonball smashing into the crowd. The fourth row, which has not lost anyone for a long time, is suddenly attacked like this. It is heartbreaking.
Alan Bair couldn't help but look sideways at his comrades as he charged towards One-Eye. The iron teeth actively hit the bolter, because that thing was annoying and disgusting, and the death rate of bolters was indeed high.
Now, the oldest gunner in the platoon is dead, Kellan. He was a tall man, but he was like a child in front of the greenskins. The violent impact made him look like he had been hit by a truck. His flesh and blood cracked and his bones bent. He was a member of the platoon. The big brother in the army, everyone had taken care of him, and the soldiers in the fourth platoon instantly turned red-eyed.
Iron Teeth was still not satisfied. He swung his giant tongs and clamped the loading hand next to him. He only heard a sound of sore teeth. Before the mortal could react, his head rotted open like a ripe watermelon.
There was no farewell, no honor, just facing a sudden attack of power and instant death. This was the situation of the Astra Militarum. John endured the pain in his heart and shouted. "Spread out, delay, don't gather, bayonets are attached!"
The four rows dispersed instantly and fell on the square like flowers. His teeth were astonishing. He preferred the pleasure of killing several shrimps with one punch, but soon countless firepower fell on his body.
He could feel the pain, and he quickly locked onto a plasma gunner. That kind of shrimp weapon was very annoying and painful.
He rushed over as fast as he could without hesitation, and John shouted urgently. "Corporal, get out of the way!"
The sergeant who used the plasma gun was hit by the violent impact of the orcs before his head could react. His bulletproof armor was bent, and his flesh and blood were eroded. However, he did not die. He held the loyal plasma gun and dropped it, and the gun body exploded. There are traces of light blue, like stars.
Shot after shot of plasma grazed Iron Teeth's cheek. In fact, his arm was broken, so he couldn't aim. His cheek was pressed against Iron Teeth's power clamp, and he couldn't see where the enemy was.
"Huh?" Iron Teeth tilted his head, because even the green boy would have to die after being hit like this. How could this Xiami be able to do that?
Is it because it's too small? Too short? Or something else?
Iron Teeth didn't know clearly, he just "wiped" the Astra Militarum stained on his arm downwards like rubbish.
After the heartbreaking sound of flesh cracking and bones pulverizing, the soldier was still able to pull the trigger.
Swish, swish, caracara, sizzle, swish.
In sequence, there were the sounds of teammates' beam guns shooting, the sounds of bones breaking into pieces, the sounds of plasma falling on the ground, and the sounds of flesh and blood cracking.
In the end, the soldier was completely unable to move and turned into a ball of rotten flesh on the ground. He was completely invisible. Even the bulletproof armor was broken into the ball.
But Iron Teeth discovered that the plasma gun had been stuffed into the gap of his power clamp at some point.
Iron Teeth immediately realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. The loyal plasma was shining with star-like light and high temperature, and the weapon he was proud of melted like garbage. It was made of ceramic steel!
"No, no, my big pliers!"
His arm was visibly swallowed by the blue plasma overload, like a small black hole. The iron teeth were very fast. He immediately pulled away, but it could not change the reality that almost half of his body was burned by the heat.
The greenskin will not die from such an injury, but there is no doubt that this area will greatly weaken Iron Teeth...
The people in the fourth row raised their weapons and shot at the war leader, but this failed. A smoke bomb exploded, and several special operations boys suddenly appeared, carrying their boss and fighting back with firearms, forcing the fourth Platoon soldiers enter bunker.
It's just that this time they lost to Xiami, I'm afraid Iron Teeth's size and status among the greenskins will shrink.
After the special operations boys left, they retreated into unknown places to hide themselves. Obviously, the fourth platoon had to continue to guard against these ghosts, and because they might accidentally injure Alan Bair, they did not dare to open fire on the battlefield where the three of them and the green-skinned leader One-Eye were fighting. gun.
Alan Bair raised the hell gun and asked One-Eye with interest. "Your boss is dead, are you still so relaxed?"
Talking to the alien was the only thing he could do. Catachan Lieutenant Colonel Avada had already loaded the shotgun, and fired the bomb at One-Eye. One-Eye didn't panic and got under the base of the smashed Emperor statue in the square. and answer.
"Survival of the fittest, how to judge? All I know is that you are going to die."
The three of them were all shocked, because the ancient Terran idioms and High Gothic used by One Eye were not only standard, but also just right.
If this kind of behavior happens to an officer, noble, or high-ranking official, or even to the lower-level residents or businessmen of the hive city, they will only praise the knowledge of the opposite person. But if it happens to an alien, it will still be the most disgusting and uncultured green person. On the skin.
This kind of impact was almost equivalent to the feeling they had when they saw the major general become taller and taller, with an excellent temperament.
Moreover, this is an enemy, which is even more terrifying. This green skin cannot live. Such learning ability will make him a threat to the entire galaxy.
The staff officer charged forward with a chain sword. He did not want to fight the greenskins in hand-to-hand combat, but to use the melta bomb in his hand to force One-Eye out. He opened the melta weapon and invested it accurately behind the statue.
The training of Zhongji Academy is now vividly displayed on him, precise, fast, violent, powerful, and calm, without any emotion.
The hot melt exploded, and the fiery energy turned the ground and the base of the statue into magma. The counselor silently prayed to the emperor to forgive himself, because he never thought that one day he would destroy part of the emperor's statue.
But a moment later, an explosive projectile was fired, and the personal void shield in front of the staff officer brightened up. The projectile was stuck in the translucent "bubble", and a moment later, cold sweat began to flow from his forehead.
Not because he almost died, but because he didn't find out how One-Eye survived...
A molten explosion of this magnitude should not be avoided even by the most terrifying orcs he has ever seen, no, all the enemies he has ever seen.
But at this moment, One-Eye emerged from the ground of the square, and he took advantage of the hive's well-connected passages. The moment he hid in the statue, he felt and used the hive's well-reaching sewers.
And to learn all this, Alan Bayer and the others only ambushed One-Eye once...
The three of them felt cold all over at this moment. If they were just smart before, now One-Eye also has something even more terrifying, the potential to use learning abilities.
He is a sponge, maybe something is buried in his genes, maybe it's a mutation, maybe he figured something out, the possibilities for the existence of green skin are infinite, and One Eye has obviously touched a trace.
Wisdom is far more terrifying than strength. It can even be said that if One-Eye wanted to leave, he should have been able to do so just after he got into the sewer!
"Asshole! John, block the pipes!" Alan Bayer shouted, and John immediately did it. A large amount of ammunition poured onto the ground a moment later, breaking open the holes, and several pipes passing through the square were also exposed.
The soldiers installed a bomb downwards, which exploded and reinforced concrete fell below, blocking the way One Eye left.
The one-eyed one didn't care. He looked at Alan Bair, the staff officer, and Lieutenant Colonel Avada. The wisdom and will shown in one eye made people tremble.
After a while, hell guns, explosive shells, and shotguns were fired fiercely. One-Eye stood in the hail of bullets. He would not dodge, but instead raised his pistol and fought back without cover.
Although Alan Bair had a void shield, as did the staff, and Lieutenant Colonel Catachan was hiding in a ruins, the one-eyed shooting with extremely high accuracy still made them feel pressured.
Seeing that the void shield was triggered again and again, but his weapons could not break through One-Eye's skin, and the beams and explosive bombs were all ineffective, Alan Bair charged towards One-Eye angrily.
In fact, most of the things Mr. John Dehn obtained were on Alan Bair, including void shields, bombs, and exquisite bolt pistols, but they still had no decisive effect.
But, but, even if Duyan is now attacking the opponent like this, he doesn't feel comfortable enough. For Duyan, the current tactics are very good and useful, but...
Boring, extremely boring, not a drop of the pain and joy of the green skin in his body appeared, only endless...
boring!
When Alan Bayer charged, One Eye obviously did not expect that someone would charge over. This was not in line with physiology, reason, desire, and impulsive behavior, which made One Eye's shot miss with almost no deviation.
This next behavior touched the instinct that the orc boss had been suppressing recently.
The instinct of killing, violence, and fighting. Since his calmness, knowledge, and knowledge failed, he thought, and subconsciously wanted to indulge himself.
"Fuck tactics!"
"waaaaahg!"
The staff officer and Catachan suddenly realized that something strange had happened. The green-skinned terrifying temperament disappeared in an instant, and his attacks began to become sporadic. Instead, he pulled out the Catachan blade that was too small for him and began to fight with him. Alan Bair melee.
And can Alan Bair fight in close combat?
No, but he shot accurately. The power of the hell gun that was shot at extremely close range was increased. The distance of several meters made it impossible for One-Eye to accurately attack Alan Bayer. For a while, he actually had the upper hand!
Thanks to the dark age technology that did not require aiming, he almost hit the mark with perfect accuracy. The thick and continuous heat was like a sword cutting through the armor and flesh that could not be broken by long-range shots before.
Now it seems that the hell gun is nothing more than a firearm, and after the scorching beam broke through the green skin's flesh and blood, Alan Bair awakened to something...
That is, close combat is so cool!
