Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor, and then there was a gunshot. A clever orc who lurked in the corner of the corridor was beaten to pieces along with the wall and half of his body. It fell to the ground, wailing.

But the owner of the footsteps had no intention of finishing the attack, and just walked past it coldly, casting a contemptuous look.

Frank had no intention of sneaking. As we all know, there are two ways to sneak. The first is to sneak in in the true sense and cannot be discovered by anyone. He prefers the second.

"Two hundred meters straight ahead there is a small group of orcs on the left, please be prepared."

The pattern gently reminded him in the built-in communication channel. Frank was unmoved on the surface, but silently quickened his pace. He quietly settled down and carefully observed them through the magnification function of the eyepiece.

This group of orcs seemed to come from the same clan. They all had two crossed lines of red paint on their right shoulders. The formation began to search for relevant information on existence in the database, but found nothing.

A small clan...or everyone who encountered them died so there are no records?

Frank didn't know it clearly, but he had already taken out a short full-automatic bolter for assault. He adjusted it to three-shot burst mode, and then took off a flash grenade from his belt.

Two seconds later, a violent flash of light exploded among the group of orcs. Only a few orcs wearing goggles stolen from unknown sources survived, and most of the orcs immediately covered their eyes in discomfort and roared.

However, in this case, the more you speak out, the faster you will die.

Wen Zhen automatically took over the lighting control in this area, and the surrounding area suddenly fell into darkness. Even the emergency lights were turned off. Frank's vision was completely unobstructed - at this moment, he showed some meanness.

sneer.

Ha, traditional American night vision goggles...

"Bang bang bang!"

Three dense and continuous gunshots erupted in the darkness. The upper body of an orc was beaten to pieces, and his internal organs and broken bones were splashed on the ground. Then there were continuous gunshots, without any hesitation, and the storm of death was immediate.

Blow up among them.

"There are enemies——!"

An orc yelled in a rough voice and pulled the trigger at the ceiling at the same time. The metal fragments were knocked down by it and fell all over him. The guy shook his head angrily and roared, trying to find the mysterious

The attacker. Little did he know that speaking out would mean death.

Just one second later, its heart and lungs were completely shattered by three explosive bombs. Then, a shock bomb was thrown out of the darkness, and the orcs fell into deeper confusion. With protective gear,

The eyepieces were unable to withstand the violent sound waves. Their eardrums were perforated and their heads were dizzy, but this was just the beginning.

They can't find where the enemy is, which is the most deadly thing. But the enemy is fully aware of their existence. Intensive gunshots keep ringing in the darkness, and every time they ring, an orc dies. In just a short time,

Within three minutes, this small orc colony was completely killed.

The lights came on, and Frank stood in the middle of the scattered corpses, changed the magazine of the bolter, and put it back on the armed belt... "Wen Zhen, report the main analysis results to me."

"Received, please wait a moment - this ship is called the Messenger of Faith, and it is a Retribution-class battleship. It is equipped with a void shield and powerful weapon turrets on both sides, which can kill the enemy before it is within the range of a counterattack.

Completely destroyed..."

"I didn't ask you this. Tell me how many orcs are on this ship and where they are."

Wen Zhen was silent for two seconds before answering: "Detailed data cannot be obtained, and the distance between the ships is not enough to allow detailed analysis. The specific number should be around 20,000, and they are evenly distributed at the stern and both sides of the ship."

"It seems you are not as easy to use as I thought."

Frank even began to taunt Wen Zhen, his scarlet eyepieces flashing in the darkness. He ran through the long corridor, and began to ask Wen Zhen why the Imperial ships liked to design such long corridors inside, and all of them were

Gothic style.

Wen Zhen didn't answer and seemed to be offline - considering the low probability of this incident, Frank felt that Wen Zhen was probably taking revenge on him.

He snorted: "You disgusting machine..."

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"My plan is this, High Marshal Helbrecht."

Steve told the light curtain: "Our ships are equipped with strong firepower, so we do not need to jump gangs. We need to quickly approach them and destroy them with a salvo, which will destroy those who have boarded the Faith Messenger."

The Orks can no longer receive any support. But this is not the focus of this battle. As you can see, there is an entire forge planet below the orbit where the Messenger of Faith is parked."

Helbrecht listened carefully with a serious expression.

"This forge planet is called Sigmar Ustari. We don't know why the orcs are attacking it, but we must not let them succeed. The Octanes sector has been ravaged by war, but it is in the middle of the Empire.

Edge. We must protect this forging world, so that the subsequent battles will at least be much easier for us."

Steve described his plan in a smooth and straightforward manner, with no long explanations or transitions, just simple sentences and the determination contained in them. Helbrecht obviously felt it too.

"I understand, my lord, our ship will be responsible for the Orc ship to the right of the Messenger of Faith. With the Emperor's sacred weapons, we will fully vent his wrath on these hateful savage creatures!"

He made an eagle salute and then closed the communication. Steve let out a subtle sigh. He still had not adapted to Helbrecht's fanaticism. Fighting with him felt like traveling back in time.

It was like participating in the Crusades in the Middle Ages.

"Ling Zhen, has that orc ship entered our range?"

"It will take three more minutes." Wen Zhen answered mechanically.

"Very good, what about the warm-up work?"

"It has been completed. More than four volleys can be completed at any time."

"Go full speed, get close to that damn ship, and fire the cannon." Steve said, staring thoughtfully at the table.

Wen Zhen faithfully carried out his order. The ship roared silently in the vacuum. The magic furnace engine at the tail end burst out with unimaginable thrust. It rushed manically until the orcs' ship entered the range.

It just stopped... The cannon hole on the port side was opened, and as many as two hundred densely packed artillery pieces began to glow dangerously red. These magic artillery pieces automatically controlled by the array possess dangerous firepower. In a short period of time,

After a warm-up and an inaudible low hum, they fired.

The crimson beam, which was so dense that it could not be accurately described, pierced the vacuum, and the intense high temperature melted the energy shields of the orcs in an instant. Although their crudely made shields could interact with the void shield to a certain extent,

Comparable, but one of the great benefits of war is that you can always use high technology to bully cold weapons.

When the Wenzhen technology faced the orcs at this stage, they had no power to fight back.

Steve's face was reflected in red light, and the portholes in the cab were completely dyed red by the red light. Thirty seconds passed, and the salvo was still not over. He stared coldly and ruthlessly at the scene outside the portholes. The high temperature melted the orcs.

Energy shields, and then the outer armor of the Ork ships.

A series of chain reactions occurred. The ship was almost cut into two pieces, and its bridge exploded. The weapons, ammunition and various explosives stacked by the orcs in the bridge began to explode continuously, one after another.

Fire broke out on its broken hull, and the totem decorations and rough red paint hung on the outer layer were all reduced to ashes in the explosion.

"Keep firing," Steve said. "Its defense is very good... One salvo didn't make it disappear completely, so let's do another round. This time, increase the output."

The lights in the cab began to flicker, and most of the energy was mobilized to the cannons. They were chirping excitedly, and the temperature on the left side of the ship had risen to a point where humans could not enter. Even the formation could not control it.

Inhabited by soaring temperatures, their barrels became hot, and the thousand energy-gathering arrays engraved inside began to continue to operate and were overloaded.

They began to connect with each other, the magic resonated, and the violent firepower erupted again.

This time, the huge crimson beam that merged together completely smashed the orc ship into powder. No orcs survived, and they didn't even have cells left. The pure high temperature was a fatal blow to any organism, and no living thing could survive.

Can survive such an attack.

"well done."

A smile finally appeared on Steve's lips: "Go ahead, let's go to the orbit of the forge world, scan the situation on its surface and report to me. I allow you to use part of the firepower to clean the surface and support those on the ground.

.....”

He stood up, and the lights in the cab returned to normal. Sicarius hurriedly approached from outside the door, with surprise and excitement on his face: "Sir, we -"

"——Yes, what you just saw was the normal firepower of this ship. How did it feel?"

"Feels wonderful, my lord!"

Steve smiled and nodded to him: "We can give it a name after the war, Sicarius, come up with a better name, this task will be left to you... Let Lai

Liz continues to communicate with Wen Zhen, I want to ensure that we are always aware of that face-breaking movement. Bring your equipment and notify Pedro to get ready, we are going to airborne into the ground."

The smile completely disappeared after these words, leaving only calm. Steve raised his right hand and pulled out a two-handed sword burning with golden flames from the void.

He stared at its blade thoughtfully and narrowed his eyes: "Let the war begin."

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