Faced with the sea-like insect tide, Soshiyang knew that once he retreated, it would be disastrous, and at this time, the brave ones would win when they met on a narrow road.
At this time, the hot melt and plasma weapons equipped by the Astral Knights played a key role, causing considerable range of damage to the crowded enemies. At the same time, the automatic cannon of the Sikaran combat tank also became a meat grinder.
With the help of heavy firepower, the assault team rushed forward and fired explosive bombs around, struggling to delay the insect tide for a moment.
Behind the team, other soldiers threw plasma grenades, but the explosion was completely submerged by the insect tide, bringing out a snow-white and torn muscles.
The explosion was quickly filled, and the surging insect tide disappeared for the first time a fighting brother was lost.
Ustad also plunged into a suffocating number, and the blaster was useless, and before he swallowed it, he had little time to replace his blaster with a chainsaw sword.
Almost everyone was trapped in a blind battle, the sea of flesh obscured all the light, and these creatures rose around like quicksand.
The slug coiled around Ustad's thigh and torso, and the warning runes of the power armor began to flicker, and the teeth were fighting against the pottery steel.
Eventually, the chain saw blade ripped the disgusting maggots apart.
Although his arms were barely able to move, everything that touched his chainsaw sword would be chopped, enough to get him to take a step forward, followed by the next step.
Ustad felt like he was being held by a tentacle that was constantly relaxing and tightly clamped.
Blood splattered everywhere, covering everything.
Soon, his chainsaw sword also started to work poorly due to blood clots. The bodies he had stepped on had begun to become slippery, some of which burst under his heavy step, but almost made his pace slip.
This is very dangerous, if he falls, death will come quickly.
There are torn slugs, tentacles and teeth everywhere.
Ustad slashed, sawed, crushed, and then walked up step by step.
He could not contact his nearest brothers, and the only sign of their existence was the display on the retina and the shouts from the communication channel.
Falzad was nearby, and the voice of the third company commander was there, commanding, admonishing, cursing the enemy with creative vicious words.
The ruthlessness and endless anger in his tone never changed.
Suddenly, he heard the string of sharp friction sounds, and the identification runes of one of the company's brothers turned red, and then flashed and disappeared.
Ustad looked in the direction of the fallen warrior and saw a plague warrior pulling out the sharp blade with rust and venom from his brother's chest. The fallen corpse was soon submerged in the tide of slugs.
"hateful!!"
Ustad roared in anger, shook the slug beside him and rushed towards the heresy.
The grey graft began to rush inside his body, and soon the slugs that approached him were frozen to death, unable to stop his pace.
The plague warrior who had just killed an Astral Knight noticed someone was rushing towards him, but the biting chill made his limbs particularly stiff and made his speed extremely slow.
The moment he turned around, the disgusting and maggot-filled head of the plague warrior had already flew high.
"Push, brothers!"
Soshiyang's voice rang out in time.
"We will not fail here, we will never fail! Because our opponents are heretics, their souls are extremely weak! Treat them as the lowest beasts, we are the will of the emperor, and we will not surrender to the despicable souls! Let these monsters surrender to us, and fill their bodies with the graves of their own choice. They cannot stop us. They are already a decadent past, and we are moving towards the most glorious victory!!"
His speech never stopped. With the rhythm of blows, every syllable is a swing, every word is the death of a plague warrior, and every sentence is one step further from victory.
In fact, Soshiyang had already rushed to the front of the team alone, even dozens of meters away from the first row of soldiers, while he faced dozens of plague warriors alone.
But the flames of the Holy Flame Sword were surging with the rush of gray, making him almost a beacon in the sea of blasphemy.
And those plague warriors are like moths rushing towards flames.
It's about to be destroyed at one touch!
Ustad listened to the words of the commander of the battle, and even though he almost slipped on the twisted corpse, he was still caught by the belief that he would win.
How can a mere heresy defeat the will and tenacity of steel?
The absurdity of this kind of thing gave him the strength to keep standing, cut off the enemy again, and take the next step.
And the plague warriors were not angry and became anxious about death or verbal provocations. They approached at their own speed, slowly, sustained, and mercilessly.
The dark shapes, dark lines, the Nurgre believers slowly unfolded and walked forward smoothly.
Soshyan could smell the disease, the rotten smell of their bodies, and could feel the swelling heat waves emitted by the infected body, and his ears were filled with thick throats and pulsations of lungs, and flies circling in the smoke, buzzing and making headaches - they were almost all rounded by the corpses.
Soshiyan's pace began to speed up, first moving forward quickly, then jogging, the heavy deck splashed with wet mud, and when he launched the charge, the earth was shaking.
Raise your arms! Raise your sword! Head falls!
Rand and the predator's main guns and the secondary guns in the rear also roared, and in the slight scattered by the smoke, the muzzle spit out a dark red tongue of flame.
The plague warriors in the front collapsed, rolled, overturned, exploded, and broke armor exploded due to the impact of the explosion, and rotten flesh and liquid splattered like a shower.
The gunshots of the plague warriors then began to respond, flashing and roaring in the slow-moving team.
But they have no more chances, Soshiyan is already posting them.
Metals and metals, plastic steels and ceramic steel collided with echoes, like ripples spreading along the battlefield, like heavy hammers knocked out from thousands of anvils.
Soshiyan is no longer alone before. The Terminators of the Company came with great power. They brought down the enemy's vanguard! Crush! Trampled! Use swords and guns to ruthlessly execute the fallen enemies, and use corpses as stepping stones for the follow-up troops.
Every time the soldiers walked forward one meter, it was a battle, and there was no difference between each meter.
The ones who are in charge are Soshiyan, Talos and Maximilian.
The three of them formed the attacking edge, leading the entire team forward and rushed forward fiercely, and for a moment, the defense of the plague soldiers collapsed!