Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

In the hangar on the starboard side of the enemy ship...

"Hoo~-boom-boom~!"

Thirty airborne pods roared through the air valves, without slowing down at all, rampaging in the hangar, destroying all carrier-based aircraft in the way, and crushing soldiers of all ethnic groups who could not dodge.

The enemy plane exploded, and the enemy exploded.

Until it hit the bulge on the deck, the support column, or the bulkhead at the end of the hangar, it finally stopped the unscrupulous airborne pod from destroying it.

In the corner on the edge of the hangar.

"Aww..."

A red-armored elite stood up unsteadily, with his left hand against the light purple bulkhead, he shook his head in a daze.

It seemed to be blown away by an explosion produced by a carrier-based aircraft. Apart from a little dizziness, it was not fatally injured.

But before the red-armored elite regained consciousness completely, an airborne pod not far behind him opened the doors on both sides.

"Tread!"

The second lieutenant and three subordinates rushed out of the airborne pod, stepped into the enemy ship with both feet, pointed their guns at the red-armored elite whose back was exposed to them, and pulled the trigger immediately.

"Tat-tat-tat!"

The ghost fire rifle, which is still nicknamed "high-power flashlight" by the paratroopers of hell, poured out a dense orange beam of light at the elite at a very high rate of fire.

"Boom! Boom! Crack~!"

The energy shield subjected to the concentrated fire attack was instantly shattered, and the light beam easily melted through the substantial armor, and also ignited the elite whose physical fitness was far beyond ordinary people.

"Aw! Aw..."

The red-armored elite struggled and screamed, and finally collapsed on the deck motionless, letting the orange fire burn.

After dealing with the elite, the second lieutenant and three subordinates turned their guns and continued to aim at the next "victim", and said loudly on the team communication:

"Bastards! Free your hands and feet and fuck to death! Just get rid of the alien bastards and clean up the new ship of the captain lady!"

"Huha!" the paratroopers responded with a battle cry.

Overlook the entire hangar from above.

More than a hundred hell paratroopers jumped out of the airborne pod, covering and attacking alternately in groups of four.

Taking advantage of the soldiers of all ethnic groups in the "Alliance", they quickly wiped out the enemy before recovering from the chaos just now.

While not as efficient as the Astartes, ODST are second only to Krieger when it comes to timing and thrashing their enemies.

And as if holding back for a long time, the paratroopers led by the second lieutenant advanced frantically, causing the morale of the wolf man to collapse again.

After their backbone, the elite clan and the ghost-faced beasts fell one by one, the Grunts also yelled "Ah! Yah!" and fled the hangar together with the Gnolls.

But the paratroopers didn't have the extraordinary reaction of the Astartes, and they couldn't take into account all the enemies on the battlefield and kill the group of "deserters".

After all, the elites and ghost-faced beasts targeted by the Hell Paratroopers have reorganized their formation and started to fight back against them.

The rear side of an enemy plane wreckage.

The eight paratroopers rushing to the forefront used this place as a cover to shoot at several blue-armored elites.

Orange light beams and blue light cannons flickered between the two sides.

A paratrooper who had replaced the battery magazine just leaned out when he saw a green light artillery group the size of a football attacking him.

! !

The paratroopers quickly dodged.

But the cannon ball still hit his right shoulder.

And there was an explosion with a "boom", the impact force made the paratrooper unable to control his figure, and he fell backwards on the deck

The tiny high-temperature "plasma" sprayed by the explosion instantly melted through a large area of ​​armor, scorching the skin and even the entire right shoulder.

Fortunately, the nano-robots in the paratroopers are working, immediately stopping the bleeding and delaying the injury until the paratroopers can be rescued by the medical soldiers, or they can withdraw from combat and receive more complete treatment.

but…

"Fuck you! It hurts me to death, let me die! Die!"

But the yelling paratrooper struggled to his feet, raised the fire with his left hand, aimed at the elite who shot the charged artillery regiment at him, and pulled the trigger to vent his pain and anger.

Judging by his posture, he had no intention of calling for medical soldiers and withdrawing from the battle.

In the end, the elite who used the energy-storage weapon was shot to death by the paratrooper and his comrades, without even a scream.

Just as the paratroopers were drawing all their firepower, the transport formation escorted by the combat squadron finally arrived at the hangar.

A Pelican descended rapidly in a manner close to a forced landing, the landing gear rubbed sparks on the deck, and opened the tail hatch.

The captain, armed with a Commander-type pulse rifle, was the first to jump out of the unsteady Pelican and led two companies of marines to join the battle.

With nearly 300 new troops joining, the two troops cooperated with each other to pursue the momentum, and at the cost of minimal casualties, they exchanged for the ownership of this large hangar.

next.

The second lieutenant and the captain left two combat platoons to take care of the wounded in the hangar while guarding the transport formation moored here.

The rest of the people continued to sweep and wiped out all the "Alliance" soldiers on this enemy ship.

It seems that the main force of the enemy's battle is concentrated and deployed on the flagship. Most of the guys they encounter are grunts and jackals, while elites and ghost-faced beasts are in the minority.

This makes the fortified force composed of the Marine Corps and Hell Paratroopers face far less resistance than the Gabriel and Thutmose reserves.

If the attacking force meets the Silver Armor Elite, even if it wins, it will be a miserable victory in exchange for desperate efforts.

There is even a very high probability that it is the silver armor elite who wiped out all the attacking troops.

Although Gabriel and the reservists seem to have easily dealt with the Silver Armor Elite, they may be able to withstand a round of bolt gun fire and fight Gabriel at close range...

This is enough to show that the elite clan does not belong to the ranks of "scrap", but Astartes habitually refer to all aliens as "scrap".

As for Gabriel and the others who have already jumped to help the beetle-shaped flagship, they are currently located in the upper area of ​​the bow, in a large cabin shaped like a built-in square or garden.

The overall structure of the built-in garden is cylindrical.

From above there is a warm soft light, and near the bulkhead a green belt of green, blue and yellow plants surrounds the entire garden.

This type of plant is similar to the native plants on the earth, as if using the light source provided by the cabin roof for photosynthesis, providing fresh "air" for this built-in garden.

Central garden.

It is a creature that looks like an "ostrich" formed by similar holographic technology, waving its hands, and repeating with a very pious expression:

"Wu Ka ~ Wu Lu ~ Wah Ka...!"

The "ostrich" is seated in a suspended seat, wearing luxurious and spacious clothing and a decorative golden tiara.

With its demeanor, dress and chanting-like tone, there is always a strong sense of déjà vu of a certain religious priest.

"Boom, boom."

In the garden, Gabriel and his fourteen brothers approached the holographic image of the ostrich priest with recognizable heavy steps.

Now they are a little "worried".

The main color is red and gold, and the ceramic steel armor decorated with blue is covered with traces of being burned by plasma, and is covered with dried blood stains.

But the color of the blood stains is mostly deep purple and dark red, all of which are the blood of the "Alliance" race.

Each wears a bolter attached to the thigh armor, and wields a chainsword, or a double-edged power sword.

Even the brother who carried the heavy bolter slung the gun to the ammo box on the back.

The dried blood stains on his body and hands show that even if he carries more weight than other brothers, it will not affect his activities, and he can still slaughter aliens.

The ammunition they carried with them has long been empty, and the weapons of the elites and ghost-faced beasts are not flattering, and they can't exert the high efficiency of the Astartes at all, so they use the most violent and best melee combat.

The results obtained by Tao Gangjia showed that the plants around the garden were indeed almost the same as those on the earth.

"Bros."

Looking at the ostrich priest in front of him, a brother suddenly said: "This alliance composed of various aliens seems to believe in some kind of god. Could it be... an evil god from a different space?"

"I don't know, and I haven't noticed any traces of chaos." A brother with strong psychic ability shook his head and replied, and then said:

"Gabriel, I think their internal worries seem to be very serious, so it is better to capture the enemy commanders as much as possible, and hand them over to father to use psionic powers for interrogation, maybe they can disintegrate them from the inside."

In fact, during the battle, all their brothers were carefully observing, paying attention to the composition of the "Alliance" team, the characteristics, habits and styles of each race, and so on.

Naturally, they noticed the conflicts among the various races, especially the command of the Ghost-faced Beast Disagreeable Elite, which was particularly obvious even in the fierce exchange of fire.

It shows that the ghost-faced beast has had a long-standing grievance, and even in the face of Gabriel's ruthless raid, they are unwilling to cooperate well.

It also proves from the side that the vast majority of ghost-faced beasts are brave, reckless, and completely disregarding the overall situation.

That's why the brothers who observed this detail proposed to disintegrate the enemy from within.

Thutmose may not be the most thoughtful of all the Legions, but they are definitely more rational than the Space Wolves, and they don't just use killing to solve problems.

should say…

Compared to the Space Wolves, all Legions should fall into the "good thinking" category.

"Yes." Gabriel nodded in agreement and said, "Take as many prisoners as possible. The battle of the Retribution against those two enemy ships is coming to an end. We must not fall behind and move on."

"yes."

After the brief discussion, the brothers are ready to sweep the next area.

And they and another group of 15 brothers slaughtered all the explored areas in just over ten minutes.

The guys who died under their guns, swords, and punches were not only tens of thousands, but five thousand or more.

After all, within the flagship, the "Alliance" cannot develop a numerical advantage.

No matter how many teams the other party sends to stop them, the end result is the same——

Become a puddle of minced meat.

Just as Gabriel and the others bypassed the ostrich priest, the induction door at the end suddenly opened.

"Aww!"

With the unique roar of the elite, guys equipped with sophisticated weapons and armor poured into the garden.

The elites accounted for the majority, and all of them wore orange-red armor, with gorgeous and huge helmet crowns, holding swords in both hands, and quickly attacked Gabriel and the others.

Dozens of Grunts also sprang out with the elites, and there were no two races of gnolls or ghost-faced beasts, and these short things also wore dark purple armor.

Finally, it was the golden-armored elite commander who also held a sword in both hands, who sent a video message to the Retribution.

See here.

"Capture them for father!"

Gabriel, who uttered a battle cry, held the fast-rotating chainsaw sword tightly in his right hand, unfolded the energy sword in his left hand, and rushed straight towards the golden armored commander.

An orange-armored elite facing him swung his swords and stabbed at him at a speed that could generate afterimages, but Gabriel dodged left with a quicker reaction, and then pushed his right shoulder...

"Boom!"

Push the Orange Armored Elite away and let the brothers behind him take care of them.

"Shh~! Shhh~!"

And the Guru who was standing in the distance shot a large number of "needles" with a tracking effect, like pink crystals, at him.

Gabriel crossed his arms to block.

"Ding~...Boom!!"

The needles stuck to the ceramic steel armor and stopped for a moment, then low-intensity explosions occurred one after another, and the dazzling pink light almost swallowed Gabriel.

But this level of attack is not enough to break Tao Gangjia's defense, it just leaves a layer of small potholes.

Wait until the pink light completely dissipates.

With tons of strides, Gabriel, like a human tank, also raised his left hand holding the energy sword, and rushed to the golden armored commander.

!

The Golden Armored Commander originally wanted to raise his sword to resist, but his instinct told him that it would end badly if he resisted, so he chose the most sensible way to dodge.

"Flesh~!" The energy sword whizzed and passed by its right body.

"Om—!"

As soon as he escaped the blow, the chainsaw sword came one after another.

! !

The highly concentrated golden armored commander barely avoided the second blow.

But before it could rejoice, Gabriel had already turned around, and the extremely threatening energy sword struck again.

! ! !

This time, the golden-armored commander had no choice but to raise his hands, put his swords in the shape of an "X", and fight with all his strength.

"Boom!!!"

The collision between the energy swords burst out with dazzling light.

"boom--!!!"

The strength of Gabriel's blow made the place where the golden-armored commander was standing sink instantly, forming a small crater on the hard deck.

! ! ! !

Looking closely at the commander's legs, they couldn't stop trembling. It was absolutely a miracle that his bones were not shattered by the blow.

However, being able to survive three moves under a newly grown Astartes, and Gabriel, who is also the platoon leader, also directly proves that the commander is out of the category of "scrap".

"Give me…"

Gabriel raised his right leg, bent his knees, pointed the boot of the magnetic boot at the commander's abdomen, kicked forward vigorously, and let out a metallic roar:

"Have a good night's sleep!"

"Boom!!"

This kick actually smashed the shield.

"puff!"

The commander who received a heavy blow vomited blood, his body was bounced like a kite with a broken string, and finally he collapsed on the deck unable to move.

After Gabriel solved the most difficult commander, half of the orange-armored elites present were either cut off or unable to move, completely losing their ability to resist.

After Gabriel, who is free, joins the battle to assist his brothers...

"ah!!"

"what!!"

The Guru who had been trying to harass and watch the battle completely collapsed, because all the elites they regarded as the savior family were beaten, which also meant that their flagship had changed hands.