NABC Chapter 221 The underground war is over
Chapter 221 The underground war is over
Croken wanted to laugh a little. This defensive node was still under attack. There was no enemy in the channel where the laser cannon was deployed. The two roads guarded by himself and the technical sergeant were infested with insects.
Hey, wasted work.
The technical sergeant took his time and fired all the weapon arrays on his body. Within a few minutes, he completed the blocking of the passage - the passage was filled with insect corpses.
The Corpse Collector began to work. We did not use the flamethrower to clear the passage, but waited quietly for their surrounding troops.
What should I do if this road is blocked? Taking a detour, doesn't this lead to the passage for the heavy laser cannon?
If people don’t come, you have to create conditions for them to come.
The underground area is like a realm of death. The highly toxic substances sprayed by poisonous fog bugs, floating parasites and harmful substances produced by a large number of burning objects no longer support the entry of the Astra Militarum with non-fully enclosed equipment, and the Krieg Death Corps, It will take a little while to enter.
That's what the Mechanicus calls a little bit.
It was boring and long, and the technical sergeant commanded the guard team to repel the Zerg in an orderly manner to stall for time. There are fewer and fewer bugs, because their path down has been cut off by the large army led by Antony.
The technical sergeant felt palpitations for no reason. His auxiliary camera glanced at Croken beside him. Old Dauntless was firing silently.
He could defend all three passages, not to mention that he only had to deal with the enemies in one direction.
The technical sergeant shouted to the communication channel that the situation ahead was not optimistic. More than 60 soldiers had died in the meat grinder-like passage. Anthony was cursing and guarding the back road.
Maybe I'm overthinking it.
The technical sergeant moved, switching places with several battle brothers, and returned to the heavy laser cannon.
There's nothing wrong with the machine soul, it's very good.
Just when the technical sergeant wanted to conduct a self-examination on his "specialized power armor" machine soul, the battle brothers who had originally taken his place suddenly flew up.
"Psychic! Cerebrate!"
The leader here, the Cerebrate, finally took action personally to lead the remaining Zerg to rush out and join the large army.
The brothers were floating in the sky, their power armor trembling. The Emperor's angels used all their strength to drive their weapons, trying to target the incoming swarm ahead.
The tactical helmet has the effect of slightly suppressing psychic energy, but is almost useless before the full force of the Cerebrate. The battle brothers vaguely saw a huge shadow, swallowing everything they saw into its body. The huge sense of oppression made the soldiers fall into a state similar to that predicted by the think tank.
A Primaris warrior in space. He stood on the bow of an Imperial battleship, with slight vibrations caused by the rotation of the light spear array coming from beneath his feet. Behind him was the majestic cathedral-like bridge.
The soldier looked around and saw bright stars in front of him, but further away, the darkness that filled the stars was so terrifying.
The stars in the sky disappeared, the eternal light disappeared one after another, and the universe gradually entered complete darkness, pure darkness, and the nothingness was filled with silent fear.
The soldier looked around in panic. On the left, right, and even behind him, the stars were disappearing rapidly. He yelled in the communication channel for a long time but no one responded. The battleship under his feet seemed to be empty.
He turned his head sharply and found that the dazzling stars in front of him had also extinguished their light. He finally realized what had happened.
Bugs, the whole universe is full of bugs.
Color finally appeared in the completely dark outer space, which did not make the warriors feel relaxed, but instead became extremely panicked. A little biological light showed through the body surface, and the dark green light faintly illuminated the body of the Hive Warship. It was a super giant flying in the star sea. Zerg.
One, two, three...a billion? Trillions? Densely packed. Dots of light spread across the universe at an extremely fast speed, and the dark universe was relit, turning the entire time into a gleaming green.
Suddenly, a huge mouth appeared where the star had been. The densely packed teeth in the mouth were each larger than the battleship at the feet of the warrior. Squinting, you could see that the tentacles of the wriggling creatures were all Astartes. The wreckage, the power armor was hung on the biological barbs, the spikes penetrated the Terminator armor, and the space battleship turned into a ball of scrap metal stuck between the teeth that were dozens of kilometers long.
The Primaris warrior pulled out the war blade. The power sword seemed to be low on energy, and the light flickered. He was at a loss and didn't know what he should do.
A giant mouth on a cosmic scale was biting at the only remaining battleship in the galaxy. A lone warrior stood at the bow of the ship, setting up a sword stand.
It is the four-liang movement of the Tai Chi sword technique.
"Boom~"
The distant and ancient bells rang from the hearts of the warriors, and the earth trembled.
"Boom~"
The Sanskrit sound of Omnisiah shattered the void, and the time filled with Zerg shattered like glass. Only the prayer to Omnisiah was still deafening.
“Confusion and hardship bind my soul, and all opportunities shine in my heart.
Teeth and claws wreak havoc on the road, Omnisiah protects everyone.
The flesh and blood are weak and decayed, but the silicon foundation will survive forever.
Thousands of falsehoods have gone astray again, and the blade of all opportunities appears to be golden.
The bells tolled with hymns in praise of Omnisiah. "
The technical sergeant swung the sledgehammer and slammed it against the big bell that had been used to appease the heavy laser cannon. He chanted a prayer loudly towards the controlled battle brothers, and then blasted the sacred cannonballs towards the Zerg over there.
He shouldered the laser secondary cannon, and the four waving mechanical arms were heavily inserted into the ground to immobilize his body. He held his breath and concentrated, pulled the trigger, and praised the God of All Machines!
The laser cannon fired fiercely in the direction of the enemy, and the red beam annihilated the bone worms in front and pointed directly at the brain worms.
The energy response of the laser weapon quickly consumed the brainworm's psychic energy. The entire insect was overheated and its whole body burned red. If it did not release the psychic spell, it would be roasted by the huge psychic energy of the Hive Mind.
The Cerebrates withstood the laser cannon, and the Primaris warriors also fell from the sky. Before they landed, a large number of explosive bombs were ejected from the muzzles of the guns.
The soldiers were still frightened, and their pituitary glands released a large amount of strengthening hormones. At the moment of life and death, the potential in their bodies was stimulated, and soon their bodies would become stronger.
The bugs on Kroken's side attacked crazily. Under the control of the commander, they used their claws to pick up the dead bug corpses, blocked them in front of them, and rushed towards Kroken.
"For the Emperor, damn the aliens, die."
The enemy squeezed in with the corpses of the Zerg in front of them like worms squeezing worms. Without the heavy laser cannon to clear the area, Croken activated the promethium elemental flamethrower hanging under his left hand.
The flames covered the swarm of insects in front with loyal fury, but the insects did not retreat, and continued to rush towards Old Fearless.
"In the name of the Darknest Guards, this place is the Holy Land of the Emperor. I say, expel it." Continuous explosions occurred on Croken's side.
Techmarines and other warriors had no time to worry about that side. After the Cerebrate in front of him was blocked from attacking, the Tyranid warrior crossed over and charged towards the Primaris warriors.
They have evolved... biogas spouts, right on their chests, with high-temperature spots on their arms. The entire Zerg race is like a walking flamethrower... the fart igniter, which is weird when fired. The filamentous flames attacked the Astartes.
The Astartes who had just regained consciousness resisted the severe pain in their heads and reluctantly pulled the trigger. The melta and explosive bombs cooperated to repel the waves of Zerg attacks.
After fighting for a while, the technical sergeant hurried back to the rear base, removed a mechanical package, and threw it over here.
The Cerebrates had just recovered and were about to launch the next round of offensive. When they raised their heads, they saw a volley of fire from the enemy. The hot melt plasma flew chaotically and wiped out the Zerg in front in an instant. The psychic barrier just erected by the Cerebrates fired another burst. Shake.
It was overjoyed. According to its observations, the firing intervals of those terrifyingly powerful weapons were very long. After this salvo, there was at least a gap of more than twenty seconds.
Attack, all attack!
Before it could give an order, a huge steel object shot towards it from the front.
The brain worm used his spiritual power to grab the two knife bugs beside him and threw them up. He saw the mechanical creation swinging its mechanical arm at an invisible speed, and instantly chopped the two knife bugs into pieces, and dozens of biological fragments hit him. On his body, the mechanical creation was unscathed.
A bright blade popped out of the technical sergeant's prosthetic limb, and just looking at it gave people chills.
The mechanical package he threw before had only one effect, ejecting himself at super high speed.
I will use my body as a hundred-refined vajra and carry the supreme power of the Omnisiah to fight against you. I will not only differentiate between superior and inferior, but also decide life and death.
The four spikes danced very fast, and the brainworm used all its strength to stop the technical sergeant's body. The bulging metal shell on the technical sergeant's back suddenly collapsed, and the heat flow weapon was forcibly ejected despite the risk of exploding the barrel.
The nuclear stream ejected from the experimental heat gun burned through the mechanical protective shell and took out the brainworm's dark skull.
The brainworm has never been so close to death in its life. It urgently set up a very thick psychic barrier one centimeter outside the body. The nuclear flow spread on the spherical barrier and turned into a beautiful flower. In one breath, the petals rustled. It shattered suddenly, and a large number of insects behind the brain worm were burned to ashes.
The thermal spray is over, the brainworm is smug, now it's my turn.
If the technical sergeant's head is hit hard, he will fall down if he tilts his head.
The brain worm wants the flesh and blood of the big metal man in front of him to break apart, the blood to dry up, and the remaining flesh and blood to turn into barbecued meat.
Just when it thought it was sure of victory, two darts shot out from the technical sergeant's head.
That's it? Psychic screen~~~
"Poof~" made a very slight sound, and two darts pierced its big head, damaging its psychic organs. Then the entire brainworm began to bulge, and the originally pink flesh began to turn towards dark red.
The two darts were made with a little bit of black stone material and hidden on the head. This made the technical sergeant feel palpitations when the brainworm cast the spell just now.
There's no way to protect him now.
Undefined colors burst out in confusion, and the undercurrent of reality and subspace hit the technical sergeant's huge body head-on. He was hit hard and flew back three times faster than the previous ejection, guarding the passage. The two soldiers at the entrance tried to reach out to hold him, but they were knocked backwards and flew against the wall behind, knocking them unconscious.
When the technical sergeant opened his eyes again, what he saw was the expression of the pharmacist who had eaten poop.
"This is nothing to modify, the wiring is a mess, and there is no meat at all. How can we treat it?"
"You~ put me behind the heavy laser turret."
The Primaris warriors pulled this mass of creation, which could be called a mechanical ruin, to walk, and the sound of artillery fire on the side gradually became smaller.
"Don't stop the fire. Don't worry about me. You go and hold the line."
"The number of bugs has decreased. Hold on, brother, we will be behind the fort soon."
Five minutes later, the technical sergeant changed into a brand new set of power armor... his body... his chest, and he was resurrected with full blood.
The pharmacist was deeply affected and felt that his existence seemed meaningless. There are no seeds to retrieve. If they are injured, they can just get a prosthetic limb. So what am I doing here?
......
Anthony spat, his eyes blinded by the industrial waste gas and the poisonous gas produced by burning Zerg corpses.
His helmet was split open by a Tyranid warrior, and the gas from the outside kept invading his armor.
These gases are sufficiently corrosive to kill an Astra Militarum without a gas mask within minutes.
The flesh and blood on Anthony's face was corroded, and was healed by his own powerful healing power, causing continuous extreme pain.
"Anthony! The Adeptus Mechanicus said they have locked down and will launch a bombardment in twenty seconds."
"withdraw!"
Under the passage originally opened by the Digging Python, the Primaris warriors launched a frantic attack on the Zerg. The warrior in front used the chainsaw sword in his left hand and the power sword in his right hand, slashing left and right like an old woman's king's eight punches, frantically clearing the way, and the warrior behind them dragged and dragged them. , pulling the corpse of his dead brother and running wildly.
It would be nice if there was a black and angry wailer ahead, Anthony thought unsympathetically.
There was a sharp pain in the chest, and the previous wound collapsed again. It really hurt when the emperor's holy light shone on the earth.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~"
The ground above shook, and the Adeptus Mechanicus began to bombard the entrance of the passage without caring about the life and death of the Astartes. It was unknown what level of super-heavy weapon it was, which could crack the ceiling of the passage more than ten kilometers underground.
The Warlord-class Titans of the Mourning Bell Titan Legion were dispatched. The first round of attacks completely destroyed the tunnel dug by the Digging Python. All roads were blocked again, and the underground factory became closed again.
The soldiers who were leading the way saw countless Zerg corpses blocking the road, and some still alive, stuck among the corpses of their "comrades". They could only open their mouths, shake their claws to demonstrate, and the Primaris warriors who led the way gave it a knife. , turned and ran towards the other way.
"Don't shoot! We're one of our own."
A few soldiers who were not seriously injured dragged their tired bodies and waved to the soldiers guarding the front.
"Technical Sergeant! The Anthony brothers are back."
Antony walked behind, holding the rear with a few uninjured warriors.
After the Cerebrates were killed by the Techmarine, the underground Zerg fell into chaos for a short period of time. Finally, they were led by a few Tyranid warriors and stayed underground, waiting for opportunities.
There are no more insects outside the passage, and the strategic mission has been completed.
"Kroken...Senior, it's time to retreat. Our mission is completed."
"...Have they given us a new mission?"
"You mean to the Darknest Guards Chapter? No."
"What did they say to you?"
"Support the Dark Nest Guards, defend the underground factory, assist the Mechanicus in blowing up the Zerg passage, and then evacuate."
"We accomplished our mission, right?"
"Yes."
"That's good."
"It's time to retreat, Senior Kroken. The remaining Zerg will not be able to reproduce. Leave it to the Krieg Death Corps to clean up this huge and complex underground network. Let's retreat."
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"Senior Kroken? Kroken?"
The technical sergeant stepped forward, and only then did he realize that Croken was standing at the entrance of the passage, blocking the entire passage with his huge body.
All the corpses in the corridor are filled with Zerg corpses. If you step back fearlessly, the Zerg corpses will overflow.
"Senior Kroken?"
The technical sergeant took a look and found that Croken's life signal had returned to zero.
After learning that the last person as the guard of the Darknest had completed his final mission, the anger that held Croken finally collapsed, and Croken returned to the Golden Throne.
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"What are you doing standing there? Move!" Anthony was already used to death. The warriors carried the remains of their brothers, and more importantly, the power armor on the corpse.
Let the new recruits put them on first. The "Eleventh Company" soldiers here in Anthony have not yet worn their armor. This person has passed away, and the living must do everything possible to survive.
The technical sergeant found a way to pull Croken's Dauntless to the laser turret, and with the help of the assembly site for the turret, he pulled the Dauntless upward.
The passing Krieg warriors met the scarred Red Torrent warriors. Their political commissar stepped forward and saluted the warriors.
He was very grateful to Red Torrent for what he had done, which at least killed the enemy's brainworms so that the Krieg warriors did not have to die. They are not afraid of death, they are just afraid that their death will be worthless.
Under the instruction of Coriasius, these Krieg warriors didn't even know that the war had begun. They didn't even know that they had arrived. They were placed in fully enclosed transport ships and always thought that they had not reached the war zone.
Now, the time has come. All the Krieg Death Corps have landed, and the Imperial Navy has assembled. They have summoned more than fifteen thousand Astartes to attack the unbelievably huge biological core mothership.
The biological annihilation fusion bomb can deal with ordinary biological motherships. One shot is enough, such as the one above the planet now. But facing a mothership half the size of a planet, at least nine are needed distributed at fixed strategic locations.
For this we need the strongest and bravest warriors.
The best of the more than sixty Astartes Chapters were all sent to the naval ships.
The remaining Astartes had an even more arduous task. They not only had to withstand the attack of Tyranid creatures and the ground attack of at least 80 biological warships without a navy at all, but they also had to gather their strength to join the gang. A biological mothership that has been dominating the world of Alisas III for almost two months.
There are only ten Ultramarines around Coriasius, and the elite elites of the veteran battle groups around him have also left with the naval warships. It is really difficult to organize enough force.
"Kriyasius, the Red Torrent has completed its mission, and they have about two companies left."
"Which seeds are they?"
"Hybrid Seed, Imperial Fist, White Scars, Iron Hands,"
"Hybrid seed?"
"The predecessors are Storm Will, Shadow Blade and Green Templar."
"Will of the Storm? I heard about it. Are they willing to participate in the assault?"
"Coriathius, I have a proposal."
"explain."
"Ask each chapter to dispatch its elite, fifty people. In the future, we will give the chapter a strike cruiser and dispatch one hundred veterans. We will get them a chapter home planet."
Coriathius turned his head sharply and looked at the Primaris warrior who had just spoken.
"Coriathius, in this battle, many people will die, many, many, those war groups will be destroyed, and there will be many, many relics... You cannot ask all war groups to die happily. , we also need to give an account to the heroes."
"Go ahead and tell them. I hope the ship-based battle groups won't resent our plan for being too cruel..."
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"What! Send out a hundred veterans, and we can win a war group's home planet after the war!" Anthony looked at the think tank in front of him in shock. He was reported by the war group next door.
"Yes, Coriasius said it himself."
"Okay, I understand. Tell them that we, the Red Flood, are sending out a hundred veterans."
Just kidding, so many people from other war groups have died and the war groups are almost destroyed. Our war group will definitely guarantee that someone will take over the home planet. What is this? This is the official shield. Many of our things can be explained by the existence of our home planet.
And he was confident enough to develop a normal planet in the empire's territory into a wealthy planet no less than the Five Hundred Worlds.
You know, Yifeng fought tooth and nail against the Tau, started a war in the sector, and barely expanded his territory to a thousand worlds. If the productivity is added up, it would be good to have twenty of the five hundred worlds.
At least Anthony feels that this transaction is profitable.
How do people survive?
The Mark X power armor developed by Belisarius Caul is a modular armor with a flight module. These modules also have limitations and cannot fly in places with thin atmosphere.
This time the ship bombing operation requires the soldiers to jump off directly after blowing up the ship. It is best to block something in front of them, otherwise they will be rubbed into a gorgeous ball of metallic liquid by the atmosphere.
Turn on the flight module at a low enough place to get a precious buffer, and then find an imperial position to land on before the module's energy is exhausted.
Therefore, in this operation, veterans could not wear Terminators, and the mortality rate was extremely high.
Another question, how to get up there?
The biological mothership above relied on its biological outer armor to withstand round after round of bombardments from the planet's cannons. What if we smashed in?
This brings up another enhanced invention of Belisarius Caul, the Holy Melta Assault Pod.
The heavy bombers of the Imperial Air Force will attack with these jump gangs, using enhanced melta to break through the enemy's thick biological armor.
Coriasius personally carried the bio-annihilation fusion bomb, and everyone else's task was to cover this group of Ultramarines.
Most Astartes have never experienced such a battle.