The Death Knell

After the Trolls and Brats troops were various big green-skinned guys, but they were only guys with a physical strength equivalent to more than ten times that of humans, and they were just trash in front of Su Ming.

Commando boss?

The big green-skinned little leader can be called the boss. The Orc Commando is a special force equipped with an "unstable" cloaking device and "may be able" to carry out infiltration work.

Well, waaaaagh most of the time! Stealth-style infiltration is the kind of infiltration that uses oversized shotguns, orc grenades, and machetes to kill all witnesses.

But in front of the death knell, the invisible commando leader was directly sniffed out by the strangulation, and was knocked away by the host with a hammer.

The big man holding the modified shotgun began to break apart in flight, just like taking off his holster. The bones were knocked out from the body, and hung on the back of a wolf regiment soldier not far from the left wing. The skeleton was still there. After moving a few times, he died.

Killing jar?

This is a large cylindrical iron barrel more than five meters high. It is then equipped with two long hydraulic arms like an excavator, two legs like a jack, and a pile of scrap metal to make armor. It can be used on the battlefield. .

Although it is much smaller than the 'Orc Dreadnought', which has almost the same appearance and structure, the Fart can be used as a murder tank for the driver and is cheaper to build.

To the orcs, the lives of the boys are not valuable, but scrap metal is valuable, and there are advantages to using less materials.

This kind of war machine is quite intimidating, especially the two-stage folding hydraulic arm that is still seven or eight meters long. The big circular saw on it may have been dismantled from a human sawmill.

So Su Ming slipped under the long arm and knocked the cockpit of the mecha away with one blow.

The middle section of the tin can was hit by a hammer on the side, and a cylinder as wide as the head of the hammer was directly ejected from the body. The upper and lower parts of the can still stayed in place due to gravity, while the part with the head of the driver flew towards Half of the skull inside the Dark Angel's formation fell out during flight and landed on the head of a Terminator.

This is skill when using weapons. As a master of all weapons, Deathstroke's martial arts can do this.

But for the Space Marines whose fighting skills mainly serve the battlefield, this performance is a bit bizarre.

It is not uncommon to use a storm hammer to smash an orc into pieces entirely, but to knock the orc's skeleton out of the flesh and skin so completely, smashing all the internal organs through the bones without damaging the bones at all, how can this be done?

There is also a murder jar. It is not built up of tree stumps. How could it be possible to knock one section away while leaving the other parts in place?

Many space warriors would always look at the black and yellow figure unconsciously while killing the enemy. No matter how many service nails were on their foreheads, they had never seen such force.

But the doubts in their hearts were not answered. Instead, they became more and more numerous, because the man then performed all kinds of incredible combat skills, which even with the modified super vision of the Space Marines was dizzying.

For example, at the moment when the stolen car and tank opened fire, while the shell was still in the barrel, the man tore off the turret and let the muzzle spit out the warhead, which was equivalent to the orc crew knocking out their own tank.

The orc fearless wanted to cut him with a big circular saw, but he rushed directly between the legs of the war machine, shouted "Rising Dragon Fist", and punched the bottom of the cylindrical cockpit, and the green-skinned pilot inside broke through directly above his head. Several layers of armor, not even the 'isolation field' took effect, and the beast rose high into the sky with a bang and exploded into a blood mist.

Humans wearing black and yellow armor move extremely fast, all actions seem to have been foreseen, they have solutions to any enemy, and their actions are always unexpected.

Whether it's Ork Trucks, Grut Cavalry, War Beast Troops, or all kinds of weird killing machines that can't even be named, they can't stop him for a second. No matter what enemy he faces, he will kill them with one strike. life.

And when the Space Marines killed the enemy in front of them and took a look at the black and yellow figure, they saw that he had already advanced into the distance. At this time, a battle nun wearing red power armor was walking along the path he walked. Running wildly, as if chasing his footsteps.

Just running still couldn't keep up with the speed at which he was killing enemies. On the contrary, he was falling further and further behind.

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"Your Majesty! Is that really a mortal?" The 'Company Champion' of the second company saw a heavily armored orc to death with an ancient chain sword, and approached the priest Orpheus with stinking blood on his face. : "I have never seen such a skill! He can kill enemies faster than us alone!"

The champion is the person with the most superb martial arts skills in the entire company. This is an honorable title.

Ophis also glanced at the black and yellow figure and was speechless. He had only served for more than three hundred years and was a junior in the inner ring. He undoubtedly knew more secrets than ordinary brothers in the war group, but he had never I've heard of mortals who can fight better than Space Marines.

Unless...he's not mortal.

But if it was really what he thought, and some key points didn't add up, things would become even stranger.

"Since he doesn't plan to move closer to us, but is pushing forward wholeheartedly, he must want to penetrate the greenskin front and fight the biggest beast. What an honor! Inform brothers not to save ammunition and speed up the pace. We must follow quickly. Cover him."

Facing the wave of greenskins and the hail of bullets, the priest didn't have much time to think. Whether the orc's bullets could penetrate the sacred armor was completely random. He could only simply pass on the order and then move forward bravely.

The Dark Angels will not lag behind when charging, especially when the hateful wolves are also standing by!

Compared with them, the Wild Wolves on the other side were even more excited. They were born in Fenris and were all brave men themselves, and they knew the glory of powerful warriors.

Watching the black and yellow figure take the lead and overtake everyone, directly inserting into the enemy's formation, this behavior is no different from the tactics of the Space Wolves.

The 'Wolf Lord' wearing the Destroyer Armor tore open a murder tank, took out the fart inside and crushed it to death. When he looked up, he almost couldn't even see the shadow of the 'Black and Yellow Warrior'.

He laughed loudly, howled like a wolf and called to his 'long-tusked bodyguards', yelling: "You guys! Look at me, look at you again, bah! Embarrass me! I won't care about you anymore, I have to compete with him to see who can penetrate the greenskin line first, and whoever can keep up can do it! If anyone is slower than the sick cats over there, he will never be able to go to the battlefield of glory again!"

After saying that, he jumped off the fallen iron can, and then let out a roar. The long teeth in his mouth seemed to have grown longer. He felt the power in his body pouring out continuously, and his eyes were blood red.

"For Ruth! For All-Father! Ouch!!!"

The war cry of ghosts and wolves howled, and each member of the wolf group had a different war cry. Some were simply screams, but they all seemed to have received wolf blood and began to attack the enemy's array with all their strength.

Especially the Wolf Lord, whose pair of lightning claws danced wildly without any rules, tore a path through the green ocean, and chased the figure in front with his bodyguard.

However, the journey to catch up is actually still long, or it is basically impossible to catch up.

Su Ming seemed to be simply pushing forward here, but in fact he used his own intelligence to conduct a tactical analysis of the greenskin's psychology.

In the eyes of the greenskins, big means strong, and more means better.

So the question is, who is bigger, Space Marine or Su Ming? Who has more people?

Without a doubt, the answer is Space Marines.

Space Marines who have been implanted with gene seeds and have undergone a series of transformations are generally more than three meters tall. They become even taller after putting on power armor, not to mention the larger Terminator armor.

The orcs want waaaaagh! When you are young, you will instinctively look for powerful enemies, kill them or be killed by them, so as to make the 'Two Saints' happy.

Only smart little guys like Fart would pinch the soft persimmon. In other words, when the three waves of angels, wild wolves, and Su Ming charged together, more and more powerful greenskins were killed by the big space warriors. Attracted away.

And he himself, who looked the thinnest among the shrimps, was subconsciously handed over to the thinnest farts among the Oaks to deal with.

The people blocking Su Ming's path were simply unlucky guys who didn't have time to rush over to fight the 'strong enemy', or guys who were just passing by and had nothing to do and wanted to give him a knife.

Even though he was currently in the deepest position, the Greenskins reasoned that the larger and more numerous Space Marines were 'super powerful' and should be killed first.

Only the weak shrimps are not in the way waaaaagh! On the road, you can stay and kill them later.

In this way, after the Space Marines have attracted most of the firepower and attention, even if Deathstroke is fighting for a performance, his combat power is still there, and he can only be caught up.