The third platoon where the corporal was located, and two other combat platoons belonging to the 1st Assault Regiment, followed five heavily armed Kriegers into the thick smoke generated by the explosion.

In the thick smoke, there were pieces of broken flesh and limbs everywhere, as well as animal bodies with heads separated from the body. From time to time, the unique noise of rotating chains could be heard all around.

The thick smoke gradually dissipated.

When the vision on the helmet screen became clear, he found that the beasts gathered near the entrance of the tower were almost wiped out by Krieg's bombing and charging melee combat.

He also saw the red-helmeted Krieg platoon leader from before, who was at the forefront of the crowd. He dodged the attack from a slightly larger beast and turned around fiercely to use his strength to pull the chain he was holding tightly in his right hand.

The saw sword swung towards the beast's neck.

"Stab it!"

The high-speed rotating chain violently tears apart the animal's skin, flesh, and bones with its sharp blades, spraying dark blue blood outwards.

Finally, the red helmet platoon leader completed the beheading action.

"Dong...dong dong..." The head separated from the body fell to the ground.

Due to inertia, the body still ran forward for several meters before collapsing to the ground with a "pop".

Although Krieg's physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary humans, he is not an Astartes after all, and he cannot withstand the increase in "death" brought by Mjolnir Power Armor.

Therefore, the surrounding airborne troops could clearly see how the red-helmet platoon leader killed the overly large beast.

And its death means that everyone's path to the tower is clear.

The red-helmet platoon leader shook his right hand to shake off the blood stains stuck to the chain.

Dozens of Kriegs hung their chain swords back on their waists, took off the laser guns attached to their backs, held them in place, and gathered next to their platoon leader with five heavily armed Kriegs.

After regrouping, the red-helmet platoon leader brandished a chain sword and led the Krieg battle platoon equipped with heavy firepower, silently walking towards the entrance that emitted blue light.

"Tap, step." Only the clear and orderly sound of footsteps reached the ears of the corporal and hundreds of airborne troops.

"Follow the third platoon." The second lieutenant said on the communication: "Many combat groups have already entered the target building, and we cannot fall behind."

The combat group the second lieutenant mentioned was actually the 3rd Battalion and the 1st Assault Regiment, which were mixed and divided into fourteen small combat units, which were dispersed into the tower to improve the efficiency of finding colonists.

The flight formation is outside, responsible for dealing with the remaining enemies in Paris.

After receiving the order, the corporal and others followed the Kriegs in front and walked into the tower.

When you walk in, you will find a spacious arc-roofed hall, with tentacle plants growing in the corners of the rounded walls, providing light here.

At the end of the hall, there are several tunnels with a diameter of ten meters that can lead to the depths and upper floors of the tower.

With this architectural structure, the advantage of numbers is no longer obvious.

So the red-helmet platoon leader at the front of the team divided the combat platoon he commanded into three teams of more than ten people, and the airborne troops who were originally three platoons also chose to separate.

The corporal and his comrades, together with the team led by the red helmet platoon leader himself, entered one of the tunnels.

Inside the tunnel, there are also luminous plants growing on both sides.

After walking for a while, everyone discovered that the entire tunnel was spiraling to the upper level, and every time they reached a certain distance, there would be a new tunnel entrance leading to an unknown area.

"It looks like an ant pile on the outside, but who knows it's even more insane inside. It always feels like we've become like insects." A comrade said unhappily in the team communication.

"Indeed." After hearing the ridicule, even the taciturn corporal couldn't help but agree.

The space of the tunnel is not small, but this anthill-like structure will indeed make humans feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, from the time they entered the tower until now, including all combat troops, they have not been attacked by beasts.

"Tell me, why does Krieger like to charge?" Another comrade asked, changing the subject.

"I don't know why, but I know that the target of that death whistle is finally no longer us."

The comrade beside the corporal said with lingering fear.

In the large-scale joint exercise a year ago, the UNSC was responsible for the attack and Umbrella was responsible for the defense. Both sides were equipped with the same training protective gear and weapons.

The elites of their 9th and 1st and 3rd Airborne Divisions took airborne pods to break away from the fleet and conduct orbital airdrops. They raided the rear of Umbrella's defensive area and prepared to carry out harassment and beheading operations.

After completing their landing, they had just entered the uninhabited town used for training when they attracted the Krieg 01 Regiment stationed nearby.

At first, the airborne elites were full of confidence. After all, the difference in numbers between the two sides was five times.

But as the street fighting unfolded, the airborne elite discovered that the numerical advantage was nothing at all. Whenever Krieger's whistle sounded, the names and numbers of their comrades would be displayed, and a "killed in action" reminder would be displayed in the upper right corner of the helmet screen.

…

It's a series of overwhelming reminders.

In the end, the 01st Regiment forced them to wait until Umbrella's main force arrived by forcing them to die together.

Although it was only a large-scale exercise, the unique "death" whistle was deeply imprinted in their minds.

This is the reason why the airborne soldiers felt a chill down their spines just now when the Krieger battle platoon sounded the charge whistle.

"Okay, please be vigilant. Just because you haven't encountered an enemy doesn't mean you're completely safe."

"Yes, Lieutenant."

The small talk on the internal communication was successfully stopped due to the second lieutenant's "joining".

The next group of people continued to move forward for a few minutes and arrived at another arc-roofed hall on the middle floor of the tower building.

However, in this hall, there are several rows of alternative electronic equipment that is a combination of flesh-like tissue and metal, and there is also a seat that is similar to the massage sofa placed in the mall, but its appearance is covered with viscous liquid.

"Attention all!"

Seeing this equipment, the second lieutenant immediately shared what they saw and alerted all combat troops in the tower: "The suspected target's work or living area was found."

"Received (understood)." The other officers responded immediately.

The discovery of this arc-roofed hall indicates that the target of their group, the colonizer race, is very likely to be present in the tower.

!

At this time, the red-helmet platoon leader raised his left hand high and clenched his fist fiercely.

The dozen or so Kriegs who saw the gesture reacted immediately, stepped forward quickly, squatted on the ground in a fan shape, and pointed their guns at a tunnel entrance at the front of the hall.

Two heavily armed Kriegers at the rear of the formation replaced the Gauss machine gun with a new drum and pulled the bolt hard.

Naturally, the third row would not stand idle. They cooperated with Krieg in the center of the hall to form a semicircular formation.

Inside the corporal's helmet.

The motion detection radar in the upper left corner of the screen displays dense red dots.

"Roar!" and the sharp roar coming from the tunnel further indicated that a group of special beasts were rushing towards the hall where they were.

When the beast body is about to rush out of the tunnel...

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

Lasers and pulse firearms fired volleys, red lines and gunfire flashed.

“Ding-deng-deng!”

The two Gauss machine guns continuously fired spike bullets, causing penetrating damage to the wave of beasts.

Soon, the first "beast body" successfully rushed out of the tunnel.

Even though the moment it rushed out of the tunnel, it was pierced by red light and exploded by dense live ammunition. But after the first one, there was the second one, and even more.

I saw this group of special beasts running on both feet.

Their muscles are extremely developed, their gray skin is rough and hard, and their five fingers are replaced by slender, sharp bone spurs. They are simply hairless werewolves.

Various characteristics indicate that the colonizer race has begun to use human genes to cultivate a "new generation" of biological weapons.

The wolf body is flexible and agile, and has strong resistance to physical ammunition.

More and more wolf bodies are pouring into the open hall, spreading out the distance and increasing the pressure on everyone.

At this moment, dozens of wolves jumped suddenly and jumped over everyone's defense line, seemingly preparing to attack from both sides with their companions.

"The third platoon is in charge of the rear!" the second lieutenant said immediately.

In fact, without waiting for the second lieutenant's order, the corporal and his comrades had already turned their guns.

But the dozens of wolves that landed smoothly and adjusted their balance were shortening the distance at an extremely fast speed.

As soon as the corporal finished turning around, he was greeted by a wolf leaping towards him.

"thump!"

"ah!"

"Grass!"

In an instant, the corporal and many comrades who had no time to escape were thrown to the ground by the wolf body.

It's just that the expected scene of massacre didn't seem to happen...

"Fuck you! Get out!"

An airborne soldier who fell to the ground roared angrily while raising his right leg, contracting and accumulating power to kick the belly of the wolf that was pressing on it, and was at least one size larger than him.

"Bang——!" A muffled sound.
To be continued...