Chapter Ninety-One: The Battle of Starport

The once titanium planetary capital of this world is now in ruins like candles in the wind, titanium troops are cut apart by crazy things, combat suit troops cannot coordinate with infantry, armored troops are cut through armor by chitin biological blades, infantry are suspicious of each other with guns, kruts are constantly distinguishing, medical equipment is shining, and four generations of gene stealers and Fire Clan warriors are dying of betrayal and suspicion all the time.

In such a tragic situation, if it weren't for the frequent battles of the Titanium Clan in this world, I am afraid that they would have completely collapsed because of betrayal, but in this case, they would not have really saved anything.

The Fire Clan warrior asked his command. "My lord, this attack was barely crushed, but our rail rifle ammunition has..."

"The Pulse Gun isn't very effective for their armor-piercing, and they have a lot of monsters clad in chitin shells inside."

"The enemy is equipped with the same equipment as we are, and is physically better, and... I just had tea with him yesterday..."

The commander used the detector of his combat suit to look at the hammerhead firecar in the distance as it was preparing to shoot at a distance far beyond the field of vision, and the missile compartment on it was emitting a dripping locking sound.

"Enemy attack! Open the shield! Although he shouted, it was not surprising that Starport's proud shield was constantly rippled by the hammerhead shark's heavy cannon and the fire of the attached missiles, not to mention the presence of a large number of gene stealers' blades.

In the face of the most disgusting thing in this universe, the Fire Clan did not flee, the commander waited. "Arrive at the firing position."

This sentence is the most honorable existence of titanium, the XV15 stealth combat suit with a magnetic rail sniper rifle, the color of the pitch-black equipment and the ruins are one, and the powerful sniper fire penetrates the rear armor belt of the hammerhead shark, destroying the energy engine, but even this cannot ensure that the hammerhead shark's war weapon will completely fail, but it can also buy some time.

The shot also made the heroic man discovered by the countless chicken thieves in the ruins, and while he was still not paying attention to his back due to the flashing and roaring of the railgun, the genestealer's sharp chitin knife was embedded in the jetpack behind his back.

He activated the spray bag almost instantly, and the powerful propulsion force should take him away, but the destruction caused the temperature of this equipment to rise abnormally, and he could only turn it off, only flying dozens of meters, and he couldn't escape the encirclement at all.

Dozens of genestealers and four generations of mongrels surrounded him, and he pulled out the Blade of Unity, plunging the monster's chitin armor without hesitation, the sharp blade digging into the flesh of the thing, letting out a terrible roar.

And in just an instant, the arm of the combat suit driver was cut off, and he could only use his left hand to take out his pulse weapon and spray at those monsters, but even the equipment that the Titan clan is proud of is difficult to kill an adult body of a gene stealer, not because it cannot pierce armor, but it is also difficult to kill after armor piercing, which has always been the most terrifying thing about Tyrann, the thick chitin armor and the strong body.

He could only resist the monster's head with all his strength, not caring about the plasma destroying his heroic robe, he was only ashamed that he had wronged the cultivation of the Supreme Good Path, and he was ashamed of the Aether.

Not even screaming, he just took a genestealer and fell on top of the monster's body, it's hard to imagine that such a warrior would die because of those monsters' attacks, but the XV15's most powerful weapon, the special optical camouflage, doesn't work well against genestealers.

Appearing in time, the guns are blazing, the ambition has been reached, and the escape is invisible, and the way they embark on war is full of intrigue, blood, and death.

The Fire Clan Commander was indifferent, sacrifice was necessary, and he could only continue to order. "All the Fire Clan infantry move forward, don't let them destroy the energy, for the sake of the good path!"

The Fire Clan soldiers hid behind cover in an orderly manner, detouring, maneuvering, moving forward in small groups, crossfire, the fire of the Rainbow Vehicles and the suppression of fire to help them move forward, and if nothing else, at great sacrifices, they would have led to victory in this battle.

The city's endless array of enemies is even more problematic than purebred gene stealers, the mongrels who once served as Fire Clan and civilians of other clans who exist as cannon fodder are even more problematic.

But they can still barely move forward with the help of artillery fire, and their goal is to kill the leader, and under the detection of the soldier bees, Titanium quickly mastered the Gene Stealer, something very unfamiliar to them (strangeness is the state of their organization, in fact, titanium is difficult to steal due to strict organization and birth planning). There was a numbing tactical planning.

But after only four hours of attack, and having suffered two failed attempts (the first time for betrayal, the second time for withdrawing from the city to Starport) the Fire Clan warriors had thoroughly mastered the enemy's tactical style.

They are different from the armies of the Titanium Empire, because many of these beings were not born according to Titanium's plans, and (mostly 1-3 generations) are extremely large in number, and are hidden in underground pipelines, although elusive, but the Fire Clan has cleared most of the exits from the underground pipelines, making their mobility much more restricted.

It seems that the long lifespan of the hybrids allows them to accumulate in number, and with the help of individuals called army leaders, their combat effectiveness increases, and they can even replicate many of the tactics of the Titanium Empire under the leadership of the leader (most of whom are Fire Clan warriors or even commanders).

It's just that the position where they lurk into the Fire Clan is not high, because most of the top Fire Clans are distributed from other worlds, so that Titanium still maintains its core strength and combat uniform.

But even so, a large amount of armor fell into the hands of the enemy due to chaos, and only combat uniforms were issued according to individuals, and titanium with combat uniforms usually underwent extremely strict inspections and excellent combat exploits.

The elite of the good faith are like the backbone of this army, and in the face of the complete destruction of the city, large battle uniforms stand in the streets, wielding their strength.

Now the entire Fire Clan warriors have changed their plans, and in the case of a huge number of enemies, they have chosen the decapitation tactic, relying on the tactical literacy of the Fire Clan and the detection and assistance of the soldier bee drone, several elite squads are inserted into the damned gene stealer like an epidemic prevention needle.

They relied on the distribution of the enemy's forces to make large-scale range calculations to guess where the enemy headquarters was, and after countless battles, the Fire Clan warriors uttered that.

"Discover the target." The Fire Clan warriors reported to their own commanders that after death, fighting, and having lost almost half of their soldiers, they finally arrived, and in the pitch-black dilapidated factory, monsters in battle suits, heroic suits, issued twisted commands to other monsters.

Those disgusting things eat the flesh of the Titanium, plan the battle with rough military diagrams, apparently they have been preparing for an unknown amount of time, and without professional equipment they are making their own underground ...

A wave of anger and resentment crept over the warrior's mind, but he remained calm, even though the Titan knew very well that their fire warriors were originally a violent hunter people.

A voice came from the communicator. "Received XV104, the Riptide Combat Suit is advancing."

At the starport location, a scorching blue flame pierced the sky, anti-gravity engines and jet flames, anti-infantry multi-pulse guns and energy shields roared, and when the torrent combat suit hit the ground, smashing through the factory, the heavy combat suit smashed the pitch-black factory, the dim light of the star at the top sprinkled down, and the continuous raindrops.

The white combat suit is only the head of the honor is depicted in red, and the complete fighting machine is enough to have the greatest creation of the Empire, and the dreadnought is also the size of a head, which is why his casual activities have caused the warehouse to be destroyed.

The symbol of the good path on his chest is stained with blood representing death, and the one-eyed camera glows brightly.

"XV104, Riptide, in place, start slaughtering."

The leader crouched behind the tactical table, raising his pulse gun to fight back, several warriors under its command firing continuously, but the energy shield held them all down.

Titanium's tactics are seamless, superb, adaptable, and very... Effective.

In just a few seconds, death, death, screams, chitinous armor, fire clan battle suits, all turned into smoke, but the gene stealer would not be restrained, and the leader ducked behind the heavy equipment of the warehouse, and he suddenly let out a sharp cry as the rapids battle suit slowly approached.

Moments later, four giant giants crawled out of the ground, their bodies pale blue, their heads bearing the forehead lines that are the hallmarks of genestealers, their tongues sticking out, their bodies twisted, and their three arms.

If by the name of the Empire, they are aberrants, similar to laborers, but among genestealers, they are also surprisingly powerful, and their thick arms wear exoskeletons, which are supposed to be removed from combat suits, adding extra strength.

They let out a frantic cry and wielded a massive power hammer, not a Thunderhammer, but a pitch-black, destructive Imperial weapon, probably a remnant of the Mechonists, but now a nightmare for Titanium.

The pilot of the torrent reacted extremely quickly, he turned around in an instant, and the pulse weapon emitted a steady stream of light, instantly beating a deformed body into rotten flesh, such firepower was quite terrifying, but the rotten meat was still moving forward.

This kind of vitality is even more amazing, Torrent raised the energy shield device in his left hand and smashed it on the rotten flesh of the charge, with a punch, a clear sound erupted, bones, blood, shattered to the ground, and it was completely impossible to see what that thing was.

The other three continued to charge as if they were afraid, and the jetpack of the torrent was unusable because it entered the factory, which is why Titanium was so timid to Elan Baier's Skadi Fourth Regiment.

Even the smallest XV15 stealth suit and the most equipped XV8 crisis suit are about 2 meters and 4 meters in size, and they are completely unwieldy in the narrow corridors of warships and the interior of buildings.

Torrent could only raise the shield device and smash it, and then use the weapon against the other crazy shot, the powerful body strength and the fire of the pulse weapon instantly killed the two monsters, but there was one more, the power hammer smashed down from the front of the combat suit, the pilot quickly turned over the body, and used his shoulder armor to resist the torture of the power hammer, Titanium's proud armor and the destructive stance of the servo wore each other out.

Half of the JAT was nearly shattered after a massive arc of wires, revealing a jaw-dropping array of complex circuits and simulated neurons, and the pilot's head was bleeding from the violent impact and reaction force.

He gasped, wiped the blood flowing from his forehead, raised his weapon to smash the aberration, but found that his energy engine was damaged, and the power could not shoot, he could only raise the pulse gun and smash it on the monster's body with all his strength, and in an instant, his head became a blur of flesh and blood, but the monster used all his strength to lift the power hammer combat suit before he died.

Just listen to the click, the head is rotten, and the core armor of the combat suit is also smashed, revealing the driver covered in blood.

"For the sake of the best way..."His consciousness has blurred, his past experience flashed in front of him, he has defeated countless green-skinned orcs, and he has also dealt with the dark spirits, or the space marines of the Human Empire, he is the star of honor of Titanium, and now he is actually going to die in this place?

Die!

He's going to die!

The last will turned into a sharp blade, no matter what, the plan could not be allowed to fail, if the leader was still there, the war here would not be over, he knew very well why he was here.

He used all his strength to operate the arm of the Riptide combat suit, and with all his strength, he slapped away the heavy equipment, looking for his targets one by one inside, and when he spent a long time, he found the thing in a corner of the cargo box, and the ugly thing was actually wearing the XV25 command combat suit...

He raised his arm and smashed it down with all his strength, blood splattered, and he was victorious... His eyes blurred, and he heard the voice of the Supreme Path.

"Very good, brave man of the Fire Clan, you have become the heir of the Supreme Good Path, very good, very good, you are simply impeccable."

He gradually closed his eyes and collapsed on the battlefield, but instead of cheers, the voice coming from his communicator was repeated by the commander again and again. "What are you doing? What are you doing?! ”

I saw that on the battlefield, this is not an abandoned warehouse at all, but the core battlefield of Starport, full of dead fire soldiers, and four XV8 crisis battle suits that have been broken, pierced by guns, smashed, and bombed.

And what he just broke was not the leader, but the commander of this combat uniform company, the hero of the titanium clan wearing the xv25 command combat uniform...

Behind the fallen Riptide battle suit, out came a blue monster, its four arms, its face distorted, it raised its hands, countless titaniums killed each other, what tactics, what victory?

Starport has changed hands, and victory is within reach...

But his thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and the leader shouted. "Patriarch, the relatives died suddenly and in large numbers! What other troops are approaching ?! ”

"Other troops? How is it possible, it's just that, as long as it's titanium, I can master it, maggots. "It has an ugly voice, hoarse, distorted, but in the eyes of Titanium, it can be a commander, he is a hero, it is... Ether!

I suddenly realized that I had reversed the pulse weapon of titanium and the magnetic track (from the exclamation of the horrible hot melter who only had hot melt in his head)

Wish? Non-existent (laughs)

(End of chapter)