Standard tactical timing:
Throwing the corpse on the sword aside, Soshyan continued running while glancing at the sensor - most of the enemies were gathering towards the direction of Mark's team.
Obviously, after initial testing, they know which target is easier to attack.
The Terminator increased the energy output to his legs, and gradually increased his running speed. His heavy footsteps trampled the metal deck all the way around the corner.
The passage he was in intersected with the corridor where Mark's team was at a T-junction, and the promethium flame shone brightly all around.
As soon as he looked up, he saw a monster contracting its muscles, preparing to pounce on his position.
At this moment, the warrior behind him fired instinctively, and the storm bombs began to roar before consciousness entered his mind.
Immediately, the alien's legs were torn off and flew to the side.
Another monster appeared from the corner of the fork in the road. It jumped off the wall and turned towards Soshyan. It made no attempt to hide and shortened the distance entirely by relying on its extremely high speed.
But the tactic failed as its head and body were blown to pieces by a barrage of explosives.
"Build a defensive line!"
Following Soshyan's instructions, the burning trail of explosive bombs crossed the forked road, and the sound of explosions suddenly echoed in the metal maze.
"mark."
Soshyan yelled into the communicator, and he could hear the roar of bombs and the roar of aliens inside.
"We are at coordinates 13D. Lead your team and come quickly to gather!"
"receive!"
After smashing the head of an alien with one punch, Mark took the lead and rushed into the darkness. Behind him, the Terminators moved while firing.
Single or pairs of Genestealers occasionally rushed out of the shadows, or jumped out of the pipes to launch sporadic attacks. The Astral Knights easily killed them with neat shots.
But the increasing number of blips on the sensor showed that more enemies were rapidly approaching their position.
The team quickly arrived at the double intersection and joined Soshyan's team. Mark then turned around to cover the rear of the team, and the other two people spread out to defend the passages on both sides.
After confirming that no one was left behind, Soshyan continued to move towards the target highlighted in the helmet display, firing the storm bombs in his hand towards the heavy door at the end of the passage.
The thumb-sized rocket shredded the metal barrier, revealing the room.
There are some dimly glowing screens in the hall, and underneath there are a large number of keyboards and buttons.
This is the launch control room of the escape capsule - the primary mission target.
He must destroy the control room beyond any possibility of repair to ensure that no lifeboat can be launched.
"Brother Harry."
Upon hearing the order, Harry raised his heavy flamethrower, while Mark's bolter roar announced the enemy's arrival.
The promethium element exploded into the launch chamber, blowing the glass screen data display into pieces.
As Harry quickly emptied his weapon's fuel tank, sparks erupted from the melting cables and thick black smoke billowed from the room, billowing like giant waves along the rising heat of hellfire. Shrouding the team in darkness.
Soshyan's automated senses flickered through different spectral options before finally settling on thermal imaging.
In the reflected light of the burning control room, he could see through the fog as easily as if it wasn't even there.
The metal cabinets turned into molten iron and re-solidified on the broken floor. The charred ancient circuits could no longer be repaired, and the thousand-year-old pistons hung as low as wet paper.
"First mission completed."
Soshyan announced loudly.
Then he turned away from the control room and looked at the sensor display. Ring-shaped green light spots were flashing in front, and their number was increasing.
With the Genestealers and Terminators trapped inside the space hulk, the real battle is about to begin.
The data room was still two hundred meters away, and dozens of enemies were standing in front of the Terminator. Soshyan ejected the magazine from the storm bomb and inserted a new one.
"Brothers, stay alert and keep moving."
Everything went as expected, and the team continued to advance deeper into the space hulk, while the two Tech-priests under protection were constantly assessing the condition of the surrounding structures to prevent collapse.
However, the enemy's reinforcements are also very fast. The dozens of bright spots before have now become a dense mass.
"Team Mark, control coordinates 80-O."
Soshyan's concise order came.
"Deter enemy reinforcements trying to pass through the hub."
He had to stop the siege of Genestealers somewhere. If they were surrounded by such a large number of enemies in a small passage, the consequences would be disastrous.
Therefore, he could only separate the team again, allowing Mark's team to occupy key nodes, while he led the team directly to the data room, obtained the target in the shortest time and then left.
"Understood, coordinates 80-O."
Mark replied quickly, then growled at the team members.
"Form an attack formation and move forward."
He raised the power sword in his right hand to signal the team to set off, and he walked at the head of the team, holding the storm bomb at the ready and ready to fire at any time.
The Terminator armed with heavy weapons walked behind him, and the six-barreled assault gun rotated slowly as if he had a premonition that the battle was about to begin.
The team quickly separated in a small transit cabin, and Mark's team will defend this node with three passages alone.
"Potential invasion points."
After a brief inspection, Mark pointed to an alcove in the wall.
The assault gun then turned toward the invasion point, but there were no caves or roads in the alcove from which to attack.
"It's hard to imagine that so many monsters could escape from this abandoned ship without any material replenishment."
A soldier sighed on the communication channel.
"They don't seem to need to eat at all?"
"This does raise many puzzling questions for our understanding of the gene stealer species, and it also educates us that it is arrogant to think that we know everything."
Mark's voice was still steady, as if he were in a training ground rather than a battlefield.
"We should just torpedo the whole hulk."
A certain warrior said as he walked back to the team from the guard position.
“That could be a missed opportunity.”
Mark shook his head.
"Some of these ships may belong to the Dark Ages. Who can tell what secrets they hide? What great value they contain?"
"So what can we find this time?"
"We'll find out when the Chapter Master comes back. Now everyone remains vigilant."
Suddenly, a beeping alarm sounded. Mark glanced at the tactical display screen, and then calmly ordered:
"Snook, occupy the position on the left. Mir, you defend the right wing. The others, disperse into skirmish formations, guard the passage."
The team dispersed according to the company commander's order, and the soldiers escaped into the darkness to occupy their assigned positions.
On the fifty-meter line, they stared ahead, waiting for the enemy.
In the sensor, the green blur dispersed into independent signals, and the enemy surrounded Mark's team from three directions.
On the other side, Soshyan advanced about a hundred meters in a short period of time.
Almost that far ahead, a dark cloud-like thing was appearing under the Terminator's scanner. It was impossible to identify a single life form from the current distance, but Soshyan estimated that there would be no less than a hundred. .
They were moving, but he could see no intention in them.
He could only lead the team forward.
But soon they encountered a tangle of steel frames and compartments, as if strange subspace waves had kneaded the two passages together to form them.
Like fault lines in the planet's bedrock, wide, tall doorways and twisted floors provide more room for the Terminators.
Soshyan immediately quickened his pace.
And the rustling steps in the darkness and the scream of sharp claws rubbing against metal are also close to my ears——
