The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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"—This should also be a key corridor for the aliens."

After listening to Talos, Sabrin nodded understandingly and responded:

"Then this place is very critical."

"I called for support, so let's stand up for a while, retreat 300 meters, reorganize the front, and organize cross-fire according to the e plan."

Soon, the team dispersed according to his orders, and the gene thieves took this opportunity to keep running towards them under the cover of the ruins.

At this time, the Space Marines' queue had been reorganized, forming a semi-circular position, and then the Terminators took out their second weapon - the Rainstorm Plasma Pistol.

With the screeching of the plasma tearing through the air, the battle begins again.

Back in his recruiting days, Bahram remembered the instructor's remarks that crossfire and melee formation were the cornerstones of victory.

Even though he is no longer the voracious student candidate he used to be, he has to admit that there is some truth to this statement.

The plasma pistol twitched slightly in his hand, and although his barrel was already red and his head was a little dizzy from the excessive aiming information from his helmet, the pain was only a small price to pay for victory.

The aliens were charging at them wave after wave, as before, but now they were facing a well-organized line of fire.

In previous battles, the Terminators were either too spread out or too concentrated, unable to maximize the advantages of the terrain and teammates.

Now that they were on the open battlefield, and armed with weapons that were massive against dense targets, the scales of victory were tipped in their favor before the first blast of plasma came out.

They turned the enemy's numerical superiority into a disadvantage.

Under the baptism of violent plasma, the soldiers of the Eleventh Company repulsed the enemy's attack time and time again, and the aliens couldn't even get close to them.

Only a lucky few made it to melee range, but were quickly chopped to the ground.

Finally, the momentum of the attack weakened, and in the end only the sound of the barrel cooling down and the constant dripping of alien blood remained in the darkness.

Thick smoke hangs over the corpses everywhere, and an ominous silence surrounds them.

Bahram vigilantly counted the time in his head, and finally snorted with satisfaction and put down the gun in his hand.

"They retreated, presumably planning their next move."

Talos scanned the battlefield carefully.

"Just now I felt something wandering in the distance, watching us, and now it's gone."

At this moment, heavy footsteps sounded, Talos turned his head, and saw Ustad, who was wearing a Terminator from the underworld, arrived here with the second company—most of the veterans were also Terminators, mainly indomitable types. .

"It seems that you have encountered many enemies."

Ustad saw the corpses all over the ground at a glance, and it was estimated that there were thousands of them.

"Ustad, we need to replenish ammunition, and I'll leave it to you here. This place is a traffic node, and those Tyranid **** may come again."

"Understood, we'll keep it here."

Ustad said and ordered the warriors to use flames to clear the corpses and debris from the battlefield, and at the same time began to deploy a large group of Castellan battle droids they had brought (the first auction of goods from Lucius).

After handing over the position, Talos took the team back to the starting point. Before leaving, the soldiers also collected some spoils from the battlefield. The recruits were mainly sharp claws or fangs, which were decorated on the power armor to show off their combat experience. logo, and veterans often opt for a full xenomorph head - though Talos also reminds them that the Terminator doesn't belong to them now and has to be returned to the armory after the war, so don't get too many marks on the armor.

When we returned to the starting point, the place had changed from the dark and dead silence before, and it became hot and brightly lit.

Various large-scale equipment, including teleportation arrays, had been deployed, with thousands of minions and tech-priests running back and forth, and there were more than three dozen huge cargo containers loaded with supplies and ammunition stacked on both sides of the walls.

"Bahram, you take the recruits to replenish the ammunition."

"Yes, Captain."

"Sabrin, trim and replenish the ammunition yourself."

"receive."

"Disband all staff, wait for my new order."

After disbanding the company, Talos took off his helmet, picked up a giant cup dedicated to Space Marines from a side table, and asked the Servant to fill it with real Reka coffee, and then walked to the cable where he was reviewing the battle report. Shi Yang's side.

"Captain, this is the latest material list—"

"Captain, this is the scan data from ten minutes ago—"

"Commander, this is the latest inspection report of the cutting section-"

"Captain, this is an update from the Navy, their fleet commander would like to communicate directly with you—"

"Chapter Master, this is the list of support submitted to each forge world, Lord Dietrian asked me to confirm with you-"

Although he knew that Talos was coming to his side, Soshyan was now surrounded by a large number of affairs - not that he liked to do it himself, but that no one could share this kind of thing for him. All Space Marines, including Belial, would rather go to the dark Fighting with aliens is also unwilling to face such trivial matters.

Before, there was Veronica who could help him deal with it briefly, but this time she was not here, and these things were piled on him.

After half an hour of busy work, Soshyan finally finished a lot of things, but he knew that the same thing would happen again in a few hours.

"Being a manager is hard work."

Turning to look at Talos smiling at him with coffee, Soshyan tiredly picked up his cup of coffee that had already cooled down.

"It's just that the hard work is indescribable. I'd rather kill a big demon."

"For you, killing the Great Demon is much easier than these things."

Talos glanced at the tactical map and asked.

"how is the situation."

"It's going well so far, the safety zone has been established, and now Beria is advancing with the Deathwings. I hope he will stop after only advancing ten kilometers. I hope he can cooperate. Now the area around the safety zone is structured. Basically being cut, those aliens have no chance to go around behind us, so they either choose to block us in front, or they choose to retreat and wait for new opportunities."

"Sounds not bad, just now the bugs suddenly launched a counterattack, obviously they have realized something."

Talos then briefly recounted the encounter just now.

Soshyan nodded after listening.

"Once the original mobility is lost, their numerical superiority will not be worth mentioning in front of our absolute firepower superiority."

"But this way our progress will be very slow. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Soshyan smiled slightly.

"Are the others going to be fast? It's better to think about it, if you are the leader of this group of aliens, a group of opponents choose to stick to each other and advance layer by layer, and have no flaws. The superior firepower, the other group of opponents is more numerous. Few and scattered, what would you choose?"

Talos thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Ha, I will definitely find the troubles of the easy-to-solve enemies first, eat the scattered ones first, and then concentrate on dealing with the grouped ones."

Saying that, he raised the cup slightly.

"That's why I agreed with Beria and the others. I guess we shouldn't have any trouble in the future, but it's hard to say for other people."

The two smiled at each other, and then touched the coffee cup in their hands lightly.

"For the Emperor."