Blackouts are a very serious thing, meaning that many mechanical equipment are not functioning, which means chaos and inefficiency, and a power outage that cannot be restored for a long time directly means failure and death, because most of the weapons of the Defense Forces, such as laser weapons, chainsaws and power swords, need to be recharged. We may find a way to supply food on the spot, and even make do with the corpses of the enemy, but once the energy source is cut off, we will lose more than ninety percent of our combat effectiveness.

Like now, we were supposed to open a landing site, but the power outage made it impossible for us to deal with the heavy gate leading to the outside of the battleship. The inward door is still easy to deal with, it is very thin, and a single soldier with heavy weapons can be destroyed lightly, but there is no follow-up troops, so there is no point in doing so.

"I guess we're stuck here, waiting for them to gather enough forces to come in? Perhaps the enemy will choose to leave us alone. Sylvia said.

"It's not too hard to get out, and I'm carrying a hot melt bomb. But I think there may be a time when it's more needed later. Will the Inquisitor take us one more time? Harvey said.

Add shook his head, "The pollution of chaos here is too strict to be hastily teleported. ”

Eddie's ability to control psionic energy is much stronger than mine, and he doesn't even dare to teleport, so I have to walk honestly. However, the reason why I didn't dare to teleport was that the object of the teleportation spell was the human body itself, and once it got out of control, the overflowing spiritual power could seriously harm the human body. If you're casting a spell on an inanimate object, there's nothing to worry about. Now this kind of Cheng dù, there is no danger of backlash.

I approached the sealed hatch and pressed my hands to it as I released a little bit of psionic energy, pushing it open in either way to reveal a gap.

The dense red dots shown on the electronic map are now embodied in my thermal imaging lens.

"They've gathered almost a platoon, and they've even got their heavy weapons in place, and it looks like they're going to attack soon." As he spoke, he suddenly turned sideways to avoid the lasers fired from the crack in the door, and at the same time returned a few grenades. The force field can block all kinds of physical ammunition and even plasma fireballs, but its colorless and transparent nature dooms it to be unable to block lasers.

Fragmentation grenades set off a series of explosions across the door, and the red dots on the radar suddenly dimmed, but many of them still shone unrelentingly. The range of a grenade is very limited, and experienced veterans can easily find the right terrain to protect themselves.

The bunker was destroyed, and I was about to throw something powerful over, when Sylvia, who was walking with me all the way, guessed my intentions and reminded me, "Wait, there should be a generator around here, don't use too powerful weapons." ”

It makes sense, at the moment this ship can be said to have become a trophy of the space wolf, and it is quite unpleasant to make it too ugly for them. So I beckoned to the three people behind me and slammed the door open.

The smoke of the explosion had not yet cleared, and the infidel rolling around on the ground was no longer a threat, and I only focused on the infidel who had escaped, and there were more than a dozen of them, who were scattered and unable to support each other, and it was a good time for me to launch a surprise attack.

I trotted forward, my twin swords dragging behind me from time to time slicing across the wounded enemy on the ground, lest they make a mistake in the ensuing battle. The first opponent around the corner jumped out with a scream, and lunged at me with a laser rifle with a bayonet, but before he could stab me, the lightning power sword spike swept over his neck, and his scream suddenly turned into a strange cough. The rifle doesn't grow much longer than the Power Sword, and the attack range is much closer when held in both hands than the Longsword.

The second enemy was a burly man, with a hideous face, and a dreaded bade of the evil god painted on his chest instead of the usual eight-pointed star of chaos, and a little blessing from the god of killing made him strong - or thought he was strong, and the huge machete he wielded wildly stopped me from my tracks, and even forced me to swing my sword to block, and for a moment I couldn't find a chance to fight back. His strength is surprisingly great, almost close to the level of an ordinary Space Marine, and every impact of the weapon causes sharp pain in his arm. His weapons were also unusually strong, and the power sword that sharpened the iron of clay could not cut it, leaving only a gap. So, after an encounter, I deliberately let a sword out of my hand and retreated, then pulled out my laser pistol and fired a barrage of shots that smashed his ugly head to shreds.

In the few seconds of this delay, the remaining heretics had already regrouped, and even the heavy bomb machine guns had been re-erected and began to spray a rain of bullets.

Although it is only a dozen meters away, under the barrage of heavy explosive arrows, these ten meters will become extremely far away. So I slowed down, rolling to the ground looking for cover and erecting a psionic shield, trying to force my way through the hail of bullets later.

But the heavy blast on the other side fell silent after a few shots. I poked my head out and looked around, and saw that their Heavy was completely missing over his shoulders, blood gushing from the jagged stubble on his neck, and his heavy blast machine gun and ammo box painted red and white. The co-shooter next to me crawled over to take his place, but with a soft "poof" behind me, the co-shooter also collapsed on the ground with his head blooming.

When the third and fourth headless corpses fell by the machine guns, the remaining infidels no longer dared to fight it. Four shots in a row accurately pierced the gap in the machine gun's shield, which was not much wider than the diameter of the bullet, and this marksmanship shocked all enemies.

At this time, their casualties had exceeded eighty percent, and they had not escaped until now, perhaps only because of the special environment inside the battleship. When their morale was on the verge of collapse, they finally showed the courage to break the jar and break it, and they shouted in unison and charged with bayonets.

Lieutenant Colonel Harvey fired the last two rounds of his pistol, headshots the two infidels who rushed at the front, and then he put away his pistol with a thick silencer and swung his sword at it. Even without the power field activated, the delicate longsword was a lethal weapon in Harvey's hands, accurately slashing or piercing the enemy's weak spots unprotected by armor with every swing. Occasionally, when the infidels broke through the barrier of his blade and broke into the inner circle, Harvey beckoned them with his knee-high left hand, which could pierce the flesh and the outer armor with a single punch. Harvey was also stabbed a few times during the scuffle, but all of them only cut through his military uniform, and he was helpless against his armor.

Add and Sylvia walked a step slower, and when they joined the fray and had a win each, Harvey was holding the last of the heretics high by the neck with his left hand.

"Do you need to be interrogated, Your Excellency the Inquisitor?"

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