Chapter 153, The Death of a Space Marine

Space marines, of course, are also strong and weak.

In addition to the different configurations of hardware models such as weapons and power armor models, the strength of individuals cannot be ignored.

It is not a big problem for veterans to fight two or three recruits; The company champion is the strongest of the hundred soldiers.

Martins and Schneider, both.

Of course, theoretically, the strongest person in a warband should be the warband champion or warband leader, but Martins was temporarily promoted after the warband was almost destroyed. His true strength, which is the level of the company champion.

But even so, his level is against an orc general, there is a chance.

It can be difficult to take control of an entire planet; But at the moment, it's far from that level.

Moreover, his armor looks ferocious, but it should not have reached the level equivalent of the Terminator type armor among the Space Marines, and it can fight.

The question now is to create a heads-up opportunity.

It's hard, but it's not entirely impossible.

There was a lot of green skin pouring in, and the entrance became very crowded, and the orc warlord counted the mechanically modified armor, which was only a little smaller than the killing tank, and it was very crowded at the passage of the underground entrance. And in front of him and behind him, there are killing canisters also coming in.

The Space Marines, the soldiers of the Storm Team, are already firing at full strength.

Don't worry too much about missing the shot, the entrance is full of green skins, even a blind man can accurately hit the enemy if he fires in the direction where they are howling with a gun.

It's just that after being consumed like this, a lot of greenskins die, but their ammunition is also consumed quickly.

In particular, after the green-skinned kid at the front is almost dead, they are faced with the killing canister that is almost blocked at the entrance, and they have to bend their mechanical knees and move slowly and clumsily forward.

The killing jar is going to come in, and it's pure hard squeezing. Their size is slightly smaller than the height and width of the entrance, and they can enter it, but they can't use their hands and feet at all.

In particular, there are a lot of greenskins coming with him, if it raises the multi-barreled cannon in its hand and shoots forward, it is hard to say how many human soldiers it can kill, anyway, the greenskins standing in front of it, I'm afraid that few will survive.

But...... Is Greenskins the race that cares about this kind of thing?

The first to fire was not even a squeezed killing canister, but a shredding of flesh. With great difficulty, he slipped the gun out of the back of the canister and opened fire in front of him.

The killing canister was squeezed uncomfortably, and it was also uncomfortable to be hit by the blaster, and it was also mad at such a stimulus, and the multi-barreled muskets also opened fire after it.

Under the strong firepower, both the Space Marines and the elite of the Storm Team were beaten to the ground.

It's too close, even if the helmet of the power armor is hit by a large-caliber machine gun at a distance of twenty or thirty meters, it will be a headshot.

They can only shrink up.

Fortunately, the bunker built up with all kinds of metal scrap and rubble is not so easy to break.

Despite this, they eventually chose to abandon their position.

The killing canister struggled to get to where they were before, and pushed away some obstacles, which could be regarded as a little room for movement.

However, the next moment, a violent explosion occurred on the spot!

A strong red glow came, and the killing jar suddenly couldn't move anymore.

Of course, ordinary explosives are not so easy to destroy a killing canister. But if it's a hot melt bomb commonly used by Space Marines, that's a different story.

The metal body of the killing canister was blown in two by a molten bomb mounted next to the obstacle and hidden so that it was not easy to be detected.

The extremely high temperature that rises in an instant, even the armor metal cannot withstand it. In an instant, the armor plates began to melt and break.

If the hot melt bomb is bigger, it is not impossible to melt this killing canister into molten iron.

Of course, that would be a bit too powerful. The current level is enough to cause its destruction. Not only did the armored body lose the ability to continue fighting, but the fart that contained it, with its hands and feet cut off and its brain connected to a tube, had long since been scalded to death.

This miniature hot-melt bomb is one of the only remaining supplies for the warband. There are some similar disposable equipment, but the more they are used, the less they are used, and there is nowhere to replenish them in the hellish place of the Raging Owl.

However, the Space Marines don't care about heartache.

High-value equipment comes into play at this time.

And to put it bluntly, the most precious thing in the Immortal Bird Warband now is the lives of the soldiers.

They meditate on the time in their hearts.

The extremely high temperatures brought by the hot melt bomb do not last long. With the rapid decay, the Space Marines knew exactly what the temperature would be able to do after 6.72 seconds.

And this is the moment for them to act.

Five Space Marines, attacking at the same time at this time.

The three of them stood still, and the blaster in their hands had been changed from a precise single-shot mode to a full-speed shooting mode in advance. The last fully loaded magazine, which had been replaced in advance, poured out countless explosive shells in a very short time.

And these explosive bombs, almost all of which passed over the blown up killing canister, and blasted towards the orc general behind him.

In addition to the three of them, Schneider was in front and Martins was a little behind, and the two former company champions of the Immortal Bird Warband, who were now the strongest individual combatants in the warband, rushed towards the orc general.

Their speed exploded extremely fast in an instant, and they followed the bomb and charged towards the orc general.

Almost all of the bombs hit the orc general.

The super heavy armor on his body, even if it is a Space Marine's blaster gun, cannot penetrate it, bringing direct damage to the orc boss behind him. However, after all, this is a large dozen, or even hundred, of explosive bombs, and when these diamond warheads clank and smash extremely densely on the body, it can still feel the obvious impact.

Not to mention, these bombs also have a secondary explosion that deals additional damage.

After nearly 100 miniature explosions, even if the flesh is torn fiercely and the armor is thick, it is inevitable that you will feel dizzy for a while, and even unable to control the retreat of your body.

But in the process, its body, which is much more powerful than the average space marine, can still launch a wave of counterattacks at the most critical time.

He reluctantly raised the big gun in his hand and fired forward without aiming.

In a matter of moments, about a dozen large-caliber bullets were fired.

The caliber of this thing is here, and it is no less powerful than the blaster in the hands of the Space Marines.

What's more, even if he didn't take aim, this narrow terrain was fair to everyone. The size of the space marines is not small.

Two-thirds of these bullets are still on target.

Schneider took four shots, and three of the thick, curved shoulder armor deflected out, but one still penetrated through the junction of the shoulder armor and the cuirass.

Of course, there is armor there, but it is relatively weak, and the angle of bullet penetration is good.

This shot injured Schneider.

But his steps were only a pause, and then he continued to rush forward without slowing down at all.

And behind the two of them, there was a most unlucky combat brother, who was shot twice in the helmet.

It snorted and fell to the ground. Three or four stormers in the back tried to pull the fallen warriors back, but they didn't succeed.

Even if it is strengthened to the T3 level, the physical strength has already surpassed that of ordinary people, but with only three or four people, it is still not necessary to drag the heavily armed space marines around.

And at this moment, Martins and Schneider in front of them rushed to the front of the meat-ripping boss.

Schneider made a slight jump, pulled up the position of the shot, and the combat knife stabbed into a gap at the junction of the orc general's armor.

Pierced.

Schneider could hear a low roar from the orc general, obviously feeling pain, and even his body was brought to the ground because of Schneider's lunge.

But this only fueled his ferocity.

His alloy arm bent inward, and the muzzle of the machine gun mounted on his wrist pointed at Schneider.

As long as he moved the trigger again, the stormy machine gun would fire countless projectiles in an instant, and they would all hit Schneider's body. At that time, no matter how thick the power armor is, it will inevitably be seriously injured.

But at this moment, Martins arrived.

The chainsaw sword in his hand slammed into a weak joint in his arm from the other side, and slashed it off. The chainsaw was at its maximum power, and the flames were flying. He felt a great resistance, but he gritted his teeth and pressed the chainsaw sword down with all his might.

Moments later, the hand carrying the barrel was severed.

Schneider was a little dissatisfied.

Martins did save him, but in his opinion, it was also a wasted opportunity. If Martins had chosen a more lethal position, it would have been possible to kill this powerful foe directly. Although he would pay the price of serious injuries and even death, it was still worth it with his cold will to fight.

It's just that Schneider didn't say anything about it. It's not because his life was saved, but because at this moment when he was fighting, a little change between lightning and flint was the difference between life and death.

The orc warlord had only broken his hand, and he wasn't dead yet.

Without the big gun, the guy had a huge chopping knife that was welded to his left hand.

The broadsword slashed at Schneider, and Schneider grabbed his arm with one free hand, wrestling with it, while the other hand gripped the short knife inserted into the armor and pulled it outwards with force, and the wound to be enlarged should be able to reach the important organs.

At the same time, Martins, who had cut off one of the orc's hands, raised the chainsaw again with the blood of his helmet, and this time, the target Martins chose was to tear the fleshy neck. The heavy helmet he was wearing, with a gap between it and his breastplate, was the best place to start.

However, although the whole process of the battle was extremely fast, it was somewhat delayed.

When the orc general's massive body fell, the enemy, who had been blocked behind, had a shooting range to attack the two of them.

The crude firearms in the hands of individual orc boys can be left alone for the time being. Although the power of greenskin guns is generally great, it is unrealistic to want to injure a Space Marine with a few shots.

However, the weapons in the hands of the Kill Canisters are different.

The multi-barreled cannon fired.

Schneider was shot several times, which affected his ability to choke the Greenskin's arm. The big knife slashed at his waist from behind.

The clay steel armor was shattered, and blood splattered.

Tearing the meat, he also plans to pull out a big knife, and do it again, completely cutting off this canned shrimp.

But at this moment, the chainsaw sword in Martins' hand arrived.

The anger of the leader of the Immortal Bird War was monstrous, and he was all vented under this sword.

In the flash of fire, the chainsaw cut through the gap between the helmet and the breastplate, and the huge amount of bleeding rushed out like a fountain due to the movement of the chainsaw.

Just as he had cut off the flesh-torn forearm before, Martins also cut off the other's head this time.

Immediately afterward, Martins didn't bother to check Schneider's situation, drew his chainsaw sword, and rushed forward against the fire of the machine gun of the killing canister.

The killing jar looks slightly larger than the size of the orc general, and there are melee weapons that look quite terrifying, but in fact, the armor strength and power output are not comparable to the serious orc generals, plus the fact that it can't be used here at all, and the combat effectiveness is further reduced.

In a rage, Martins was actually injured by the machine gun, but he still dismantled the orc walking mecha with three strokes and five divisions.

At the same time, two other Space Marines rushed out, and the three of them began to slaughter the orc boys who lacked the cover of heavy equipment. In the cramped area, the three of them were like three efficient killing machines, and the green-skinned boys were powerless under the chainsaw sword and combat blade.

The elite soldiers of the Storm Team in the back tried to help, but when they picked up their guns, they found that it was unnecessary, and the greenskins they aimed at were often hacked to death in the next moment.

Several people looked at each other, and finally put down their weapons.

Pull it down, so as not to injure it by mistake.

But in fact, the Space Marines didn't kill many greenskins at the door.

After about twenty more deaths, all the orcs that were still alive were gone.

Orcs don't have unlimited morale forever, especially after the death of their boss, they will also break down and flee.

The retreating greenskin, running and yelling at a certain language. I didn't understand it, but I could probably guess that it was saying that their boss was dead.

Martins gasped and didn't rush out with anyone.

He was angry, but still sensible.

Here, they can use the terrain to kill countless greenskins. Outside, in the open area, they couldn't carry dozens of killing canisters and armed trucks to annihilate thousands of green skins.

They had no choice but to retreat, dragging Schneider and the Space Marine, who had been shot in the head, to safety.

And at this moment, there was also a noise outside.

Losing the strongest boss, Greenskin unexpectedly exerted his traditional arts and began to fight.

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There is also a chapter, which will be sent in the evening.

(End of chapter)