Standard tactical timing:
The green and fuzzy echo signals on the sensor network dispersed into several individuals. They quickly approached the Terminator's position and spread to the left and right at the same time, dividing into two groups.
Soshyan counted seven obvious targets rushing toward him, and five more that circled to the other side where Mark was. The movement trajectories of the two groups of enemies seemed not to match the graphical data at all.
"Keep the main roads safe and move on."
Soshyan gave the order calmly.
"Watch for invasion points and be wary of enemy forces approaching from above."
The team continued to approach the next door, a Terminator following closely behind him, eyes darting left and right, searching for holes in the walls, floors, and ceilings, making sure the Chapter Master's back was properly protected.
In the back, a warrior named Harry stopped in front of the open door, pointing the heavy flame in his hand at the side corridor.
"There's a hole in the roof."
Harry reported in a deep voice. Soshyan turned around and found an open crack in the heavy pipe. The pipe traveled halfway along the fifty-meter-long corridor and then suddenly turned into the bulkhead.
The distance between the contact on the sensor and Soshyan was no more than seventy-five meters, and the distance from Mark was less than fifty meters.
"Brothers, the enemy is at hand, summon all your determination and hatred."
Soshyan approached the door and turned to face it. The door was activated by pulling a lever like the previous one, but it slid smoothly out of sight with a hiss.
He rushed in as soon as the door opened, allowing the others to continue down the corridor.
"careful!"
On the other side of the team, something fast and agile scurried into the corridor through the rusted grate on the floor in front of Mark.
It jumped towards the Terminator, its four muscle-twitching arms grabbing onto the wall for balance.
This creature has a purple bulbous head, the rest of its body is covered with dark blue chitin, and its eyes sparkle in the light of the Terminator armor.
"Visual contact!"
Mark yelled.
"Target confirmed, Genestealer."
The creature only had time to take three steps down the corridor before Mark opened fire.
The roar of the storm bolter echoed through the passage, but the thing jumped from wall to wall with alien swiftness, the Terminator's first shot leaving a trail of bullet holes in the exposed metal.
It rushed forward with light steps, the claws of its upper limbs digging into the floor to accumulate strength, and at the same time another figure emerged from the darkness.
Then Mark's second round of shots hit the monster's head and back, and the flesh was torn off with blood.
Thick gore spattered the walls and floor as the second creature leapt over its fallen comrade without hesitation, and Mark fired again.
The raging blast tore the ugly alien directly from its chest.
"Kill confirmed, multiple targets are approaching."
One soldier reported calmly, then fired again.
"The threat level is low."
Standard tactical timing:
"Target invasion!"
Harry announced while pulling the trigger of heavy fire breathing.
Webs of fire roared across the corridors, flooding ceilings and pipes with promethium's wrath.
Something writhes in the hellfire, twitching silently in the purifying flames that melt carapace, muscle, and bone.
Carbonized corpses fell from the damaged pipes, and the promethium element with adhesive still clung to the walls, shrouding the corridors in white-hot flames.
"Purify!"
Seeing the monster burn to ashes, Harry's emotions began to soar.
"Save fuel."
Soshyan ordered to prevent Harry from further attacking.
At this time, monsters kept pouring out of the narrow gaps under the floor, like boiling water bubbling. Soshyan poured ammunition into the surging waves, and the roar of the storm bolter was like a jumping song.
When another group of aliens appeared in front of Harry, the heavy flames in his hand roared again.
While shooting, Soshyan noticed that the passage he was in was long and narrow, and the carved patterns were vaguely visible on the stone walls.
There was a vent in the far corner on the right front that kept blowing out dust. Just as Soshyan was about to turn around, he noticed that the dust blowing out of the vent stopped.
Sirens sounded, and a signal on the sensor flashed an ominous red light, signaling an impending threat.
A moment later, the grille of the vent was knocked away, and an alien shape jumped into the air and headed towards Soshiyang.
The distance between the two was too close, and there was no time to fire. Soshyan raised the Sheng Yan sword neatly and cut open an outstretched claw.
The Genestealer's other three claws carved dents into the wall, and his forward lunging posture had to take a step back under the blow.
"Destroy the aliens!"
Sosh roared and slashed at the monster's head with his sword. In an instant, the wound extending from the cheek to the neck formed a fountain of blood.
The alien arms closed under the action of nerve reflexes, trying to clamp Soshyan's right arm.
The sharp claws scratched the ceramic outer layer of the armor. Soshyan immediately raised his fist and knocked the opponent away. He slapped the opponent on the wall and turned into a soft puddle, then slipped and fell to the ground.
Everything lasted only a few seconds. Soshyan stepped forward and looked down at the bloody body lying on the floor.
Despite the severe trauma, it still twitched with the remnants of fading life force.
Looking at the monster with exposed fangs at his feet, his heart was mixed with disgust and hatred, as well as an almost unfamiliar feeling——
eager.
He lifted his heavy booted foot and stepped on the Genestealer's head, crushing it into a pulp.
Thick blood seeped from the magnetized soles of the Space Marines' boots and dripped into the gaps between the tiles.
"side!"
At this time, a sudden shout came from the communication channel and a dazzling flash on the sensor warned Soshyan. A wave of blurry light spots on the radar quickly passed through the side corridor of the main road and rushed towards the middle of the team.
Harry was the first to react, turning his huge armor and rushing towards the first room.
"Get out of the way!"
The fire of hell rolled out from the heavy flamethrower, instantly creating a terrifying high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees.
Behind the dancing flames, Soshyan could see seven or eight creatures, writhing in pain, wailing, and carbonizing——
But when the fire of hell burned out, there were actually a few fish that slipped through the net and passed by the charred corpses. They charged forward with their claws spread out and their lifeless eyes fixed on Harry.
The Terminator took a step back and dodged sideways, opening the corridor into view of his comrades armed with assault guns.
"Purify the aliens!"
The soldier laughed wildly and opened fire. A torrential rain of bullets penetrated the target's body, and heads, necks, and limbs flew all over the sky.
Covering shots shattered the four aliens one after another. No matter how agile they were, they could not survive such a metal storm.
"Brothers! Kill four with one shot!"
With a click, the assault cannon shuddered in the Terminator's hand and stopped firing.
At this time, a series of warning prompts popped up on Soshyan's helmet display.
He turned around to see three Genestealers speeding down the corridor toward him.
"The battle is not over yet! Keep moving forward!"
Waving his long sword, he rushed forward.
