The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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According to his experience, when the main gun fires, there will be crackling electrical feedback around the tank.

The static charge will lift the dust fragments full of energy from the armor plate, causing the hair on the back of the necks of all members to stand up.

Lucian Silos could have followed the infantry more safely to join the battle, but the terrible destructive power of the Makado heavy tank is too strong to resist.

On the grained image board in front of him, a structural wall was destroyed by the main gun of the super heavy tank.

The firepower of this tank is enough to destroy a dozen aliens, even their barbaric war machines, and a temporary fortification simply cannot resist it.

In the gunpowder smoke, he saw the corpse tumbling out of the ruins, an alien green body.

Some guys even burned, which filled the air with the spicy smell of spores.

Half an hour ago, they took a transport ship and invaded the warship directly from the open flight deck. The surrounding enemy ships, because they suddenly lost their supreme command, were at a loss for a while. They were beaten up by the imperial detachment fleet and have basically lost them. With the ability to resist, he is trying his best to get out of the battlefield.

And their flagships were directly abandoned on the battlefield, like a dead fish.

The command of the battle group leader is very simple, control the main area, and then strangle the aliens inside.

This is not a very difficult task, but due to possible resistance, Soshyan still agreed to Lucian to let his armored battalion participate in this battle.

The goal is to eliminate the resistance on the flight deck.

Lucian, half of his body protruding from the tank turret, could not hear the alien scream, but he hoped he could hear it.

His ability to enjoy the pain of the enemy has become somewhat barbaric.

At this time, a green light was lit beside him-the cannonball loading has been completed.

"Advance in a commando formation."

He picked up the walkie-talkie and began to command the surrounding armor to advance deeper into the flight deck.

The flames surrounded the tank, making Lucian feel a little hot, so he pulled open the collar forcefully-not only because of the external heat, but also because of the blood boiling in his body.

"Kill! Kill all the aliens! Run them to death!"

The tank smashed a way from the fortifications constructed in a hurry by the greenskins. Crowds of green-skinned boys held their heads and fled the forward path of the Makado heavy tank, because their weapons could not dent its thick armor. Since you can't resist, you can only run away.

When they fled, rows of heavy bombs cut them down, and at the same time a string of lasers and solid shells saw through their chaotic team.

Fiery blood gushes from the corpse of the alien explosion, like a geothermal geyser.

"Kill! Kill hard!"

Just looking at it was not enough, Lucian took off his coat, rotated the composite explosive gun mounted on the turret pivot, and then pulled back the bumper.

The ammunition made a satisfying click, and then he pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

The recoil of the compound explosive gun is extremely fierce, and it is only suitable for mortals like them when it is fixed, and it can aim at the enemy with a stable trajectory.

In Lucian's laughter and roar, the escaped green skin exploded and turned into flesh and bones.

Hearing this laughter, not only did Kent in the tank shudder, he always looked like a gentleman's chief, but he didn't expect to have such a crazy side.

He even wondered if the chief who killed him would kill him with him if he was beside him.

It's possible at this time.

Through the periscope, Kent saw that there were still some green skins holding their ground.

The weapons they use are not bad in quality and effectiveness, but the organization has been defeated, and occasional brave actions cannot change the situation.

Kent destroyed them with a bombardment.

On the turret, Lucian lighted up a magazine, watching his tank battalion rumbling past the last piece of hellish fortifications at the end of the flight deck.

On both sides of him, two Makado heavy tanks rushed forward on the hastily built berm, and thundered down with thunderous force.

Those enemies who hold their ground are either crushed under the tank tracks or buried in the dust.

The infantry squad following the tank fired dense lasers, while shoulder-launched missiles hovered over the enemy's head with fiery trails, and the number was dazzling.

The assault squad used assault guns to shoot at the exposed enemy formation and broke through the bunker. After them, the assault squad ended the sporadic resistance with bayonets and rifles.

The data board at Lu Xian's hand was covered with a layer of tactical information, and the silver icon was tightly attached to the enemy's fortifications like a fist. They could easily capture this part.

The real fortification is one kilometer ahead, and those complicated ship passages are the fortresses of greenskin resistance.

Catching rivals in a small space, these mortals don’t have such a big advantage, or their disadvantages are even more obvious.

But those places don't need them either.

Because they have a stronger master, the empire's interstellar warriors, and their intelligent control army.

They will be like cleaning the garbage in the house, pulling out the green skin from every corner of the battleship, and then destroying it.

Lucian is proud of this.

In the cold void, the killing began to slow down.

The green-skinned fleet no longer exists, and there are only dying and dead warships on the battlefield.

The squadron had stopped firing at the victims, as if the previous high-intensity engagement had exhausted their ammunition stocks.

The surrounded remnants of green skin still fired at enemies in all directions, but the detachment fleet didn't care about these minor damages, as if the bull would easily step on the dog into the soil, crushing the weak resistance of the alien.

Some of the warships that were once human warships but were captured and transformed by the green skins are also attached with landing pods, just like the fleas on the cows. The Star Army who just escaped from the dead immediately plunged into the tense gang battle. .

The landing force would generally rush directly to the plasma reactor cabin, then destroy the engine, suffocating the battleship.

Then they will leave.

After both the life support system and the artificial gravity system fail, the icy void will embrace the hull, and in the end everything will fall into silence.

After the war, Mechanic’s salvage fleet will come here to inspect every battleship to confirm whether there is anything that can be saved—after all, every battleship is a valuable asset to the Imperial Navy, especially in This era of increasing conflicts.

The resistance gradually weakened, and the number became less and less. The desperate greenskins displayed their stubborn character in their blood, until they died, fighting against humans with unquenchable anger, even when the battleship was completely destroyed. Still unyielding artillery fire.

"Sir, the enemy has been completely defeated, another great victory."

On the bridge of the Squadron’s flagship Holy Spirit Prayer, Lieutenant Admiral Yarrow watched the replay and deduction of the massacre on the screen. There was neither pleasure nor satisfaction in his eyes, and the surroundings were quiet.

The adjutant who had reported on the battle has already left, and no one will come to bother him again.

He just tasted the victory alone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The main green skin fleet has been wiped out, some fled and jumped into subspace, but most of the warships are crushed, burned and floated in the void at this moment.

The battle data rolls over from the tactical panel, telling of this sudden and complete victory, as well as analyzing the losses of this battle.

This is almost a perfect victory.

Almost--

A certain message scrolls on the panel again.

From the astral knight.

"Damn it!"

With a low roar, Lieutenant Admiral Yarrow smashed the screen into luminous fragments with a punch, then got up and walked out of the quiet bridge.

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