"Over there! Shoot over there!"
"Firepower in area 3 has weakened! Support is needed!"
"Grenade! No more grenades!"
"Go get the ammunition quickly."
As time passed, more and more enemies passed through the shooting net, and this wave extinguished the fire with the sheer number that was breathtaking.
Armin aimed his bolter at the enemy, and the tower city began to shake with the shock of the greenskins' never-ending advance.
Then he realized that aiming was pointless because the enemies were too dense.
Bahram and others then rushed to the parapet.
No one showed weakness, the deep explosions of bolt weapon fire were interrupted by the crackle of lasguns unleashing their violent tongues of fire, and the crisp sound of lost cartridge casings and dried-up power cells falling to the battlement floor.
call out----!
After enduring a baptism of fire for a period of time, the greenskins finally fought back, and a row of unaimed rockets passed over their heads, the nearly 100-meter-thick city wall.
One part only sparked a meaningless fire, the other hit the battlements.
In an instant, the broken brick wall flew everywhere, and the debris hit the people hiding behind.
Space Marines, even new recruits wearing only Scout armor, are immune to damage from this rubble, but it's another story for mortals.
Dozens of people screamed in pain and hugged their injured or broken limbs tightly. A few people made gurgling sounds because a large amount of blood gushed out from their cut throats. Medical soldiers were busy running around. Go, the people carrying stretchers hurriedly evacuated the injured, and the dead were pushed off the city wall and fell into the courtyard behind the city - there was no time to place them with respect.
May their souls forgive us.
Seeing this scene, Bahram prayed secretly for the victims.
They fought bravely and deserved better.
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh! ! !
Suddenly, a howl above his head attracted his attention, and he saw Storm Boy carrying a bulky jetpack flying out of the surging mob, flying into the air with magnificent flames and heading towards the city wall.
There was no need for Armin to give them orders to deal with this threat; the new recruits had been assigned to ensure that the air was free of threats.
"Let's kill those guys together!"
The new recruits of the Astral Knights began to fire at the enemies coming from the sky. The backpacks of the flying Storm Boys were hit by bolt guns and exploded one after another, or their heads were exploded from the inside out after being hit in the rain of bolt guns. Come on.
They were firing on all cylinders, calling everyone in the sky like a moving target on a training ground.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Bahram noticed one coming straight towards him from the side. He calculated the approximate speed and movement trajectory of the intruder, and did not raise his head or stop shooting as the greenskin approached him.
He just continued shooting into the airspace he was responsible for until he emptied his magazine, replaced the magazine and continued shooting.
After a few seconds, the red eyes of the beast could be seen, but he did not move or change his posture. When the creature was only a few meters away from him, roaring with animality and preparing to kill, its chest suddenly exploded.
Blood sprayed on Bahram's armor like a shower. Zod fired the fatal shot. Bahram did not predict it, he simply believed that someone would do it.
This is the tacit understanding between brothers.
After years of training, they have become brothers in the true sense of the word, brothers connected by blood.
"The chapter leader hasn't come yet..."
Armin stood on the gatehouse wall directly above the tower city gate. The green tanks had successfully opened a large gap in the previous raid. The defenders spent two hundred soldiers and only two Chimera armored vehicles to successfully close the wound. Replenished, a Cerberus now blocked the entrance, and as he opened fire, the mass of greenskins were set ablaze by the torrent of burning promethium fuel.
But if it runs out of fuel, that's another story.
"Put them down! Kill them all!"
Yarrick's roar echoed within the parapet.
"Punish these alien scum for invading this world, our world, the world of your father and mother!"
The political commissar walked slowly on the city wall, holding the chain sword high in his hand. Just his passing figure made the soldiers look more determined.
"Warriors, the Emperor's will flows in our veins, and there is such a powerful force deep within our bodies. How can we not defeat these enemies? Show them that their decision to invade this time is a mistake! Let them know Facing humans is facing death! Let them suffer, let them taste humiliation, and let them fail completely!"
Suddenly, on the right side of the protective wall, a wide and thick metal ladder was erected on the city wall.
"Remember! No greenskin can escape punishment for committing such atrocities!"
The three soldiers rushed to the nearest ladder with bayonets in hand. The blades had become a little dull after the battle, but the soldiers still fought hard. Although they were exhausted, they fought to the death.
These ladders were like bottlenecks that the enemy had to pass through to flood the city with troops. The soldiers worked very hard, but they still could not prevent all the enemies from scaling the parapet.
A green monster rushed up anyway.
The beast that emerged from the battlements was so massive that its tusks were nearly as long as a mortal forearm, and its weapon was a massive piece of sharp metal capable of cutting a man open in seconds.
Along with the roar and killing, blood and organs fell to the floor, and the expressions of horror and pain seemed to be etched deeply on the faces of the dead.
Without any hesitation, Armin drew his power sword and activated it, energy rippled across the polished blade.
The greenskin facing him roared and charged towards him, its bright yellow armor stained red with the blood of the dead.
"You will be the next one to bleed, you filthy creature!"
Armin cursed at it when the two sides were fighting. When he parried the first blow from the green skin, he had to hold on with both hands. The impact of the blade collision shook his whole body.
He concentrated his energy and struck back quickly, forcing his opponent into a defensive stance and driving him back to the ladder.
All this creature possesses is raw brute strength, and it is not someone who is good at wielding a sword.
Armin uses his opponent's huge size and correspondingly slow reflexes to deal with it, dodging the beast's slashes, staying on the move and luring the opponent into reckless rage.
The beast stepped forward, its flaw exposed in its reckless rush to kill.
Armin seized the opportunity and stabbed the sword deeply into the green skin to the hilt, then quickly pulled hard and stabbed him again before the opponent could react.
The guy shook twice and fell off the city wall.
"waaaagh!"
At this time, another big beast climbed up the ladder. The moment it showed its head, Armin gave it a kick on the chin and sent it back into the vast sea of beasts below.
He looked along the edge of the city wall. Whether on the left or right, Space Marines and mortal soldiers were locked in a bitter battle. The green beasts in yellow, red and black and white armor were endless, but the warriors still tried hard to hold on to the battlements, even if the blood of the aliens was shed. Almost the entire city wall was flooded.
Seeing this situation, Armin knew that the time was right.
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