The safaris automatically reacted that the lenses had automatically darkened before the plasma light burst out, but those angry roars told Alpha G67M that the aliens were not so lucky.
In battle, a few minutes can be eternal.
As if to prove this painful fact, a plasma ray penetrated a gene stealer who had climbed over the wall and beat the beast into a slag of bones.
The ravenous vulture-type aircraft released a devastating plasma torrent in a way that destroyed itself, instantly blasting the alien's encirclement into a large blank area.
[We are the canine teeth of the almighty mechanical god]
As the light gradually fades away and darkness returns, the Alpha G67M announces with calm code.
【Initiate joint purification agreement】
Throughout the team, the safari fired at perfect synchronization rates, shooting lasers and dazzling plasma into the darkness, tearing the pests into pieces.
A collapsed barricade exploded into a burning cloud under the bombardment of grenades, burning the aliens lurking inside.
One of them staggered towards the reconnaissance squad, but the crisscrossing rapids instantly threw it back into the melting fire.
【War is our sacrament】
The Alpha G67M chanted, using a codec to amplify the hymns like white noise, and conveyed a loyal current in the team.
He was shaped by the sage himself, stripped from death, and reassembled from pieces of debris into a perfect warrior, and his mission is to fulfill all the long-cherished wishes of the God of All Machines.
【If there is no other, we are an empty container, waiting for the divine prophecy of resentment】
The safari responded with hoarse voices and static currents of gears. While cleaning the stains of the aliens, they kept singing praises to the God of All Machines.
Although the tactics are appropriate, it still cannot make up for the number gap. The reconnaissance team lost two teammates. They were torn out of the queue while moving and fell into entanglement between claws and teeth.
But the team has been moving forward, as ruthless as the will of the God of All Things.
Leaving the ruins of the warship, the reconnaissance team entered deeper into the abandoned ship that had previously been unavailable.
Through the logo on the ship, the Alpha G67M system analyzed that this was an Astat strike cruiser, affiliated to the Dark Angels Chapter, but the specific model could not be analyzed.
At first they were very calm when they crossed the passage, but as they entered the ruins of the broken bridge, the darkness boiled again.
Alpha G67M signaled the team members to set up in line, and they kept firing, shooting a channel in the fanatical alien ocean.
Just outside the jumping figures, he could see two other huge figures strode forward.
[Priority target: Zerg head, weapon energy switching: plasma mode]
After a while, 9 plasma rifles adjusted their shooting mode and made neatly whistled.
It staggered as a plasma shot into the chest of the thief leader.
Then it was irritated and rushed forward, but after a moment it screamed and fell down - black bile and steam spurted out from its open jaw.
The other giant beast immediately burst into a wild run, and in a hurry to close the distance, it broke away from its dense team of small relatives.
【In the best range, alpha】
【Confirmation, Conqueror Agreement is being implemented】
The Alpha G67M hangs on the rifle, walks forward, and unloads the arc hammer from the belt.
With a buckle of his wrist, the weapon was activated, and the energy crackled around the stick, feeling his battle node trembling with pity when the weapon was connected to him.
When the Alpha G67M started trotting, the fierce soul in the arc warhammer emitted an urgent static pulse roar - it longed for war, just as a master longed for becoming stronger, and was always greedy.
The Alpha G67M is aware of this feeling and is happy to have the opportunity to indulge it.
Metal is far better than flesh and blood. This is a lesson that these cluster consciousnesses have not yet learned, but as long as the God of All Things is willing, he will teach it today.
As the giant chitin beast approached, the arc warhammer was swung by the Alpha G67M to form a tight circle around it, and the arc generator hissed in the air.
But before the real contact, the poor creature was now staggering, and black blood foam kept dripping from its chin. Even the killing machine nurtured by the terrifying aliens could not be spared from the scorching death of the mechanical god.
For Alpha G67M, the enemy's condition is not very different. The faster the node creature is, the faster the remaining bugs will disperse, and the faster the team members can complete their mission.
The next moment, he avoided the first sweep of two of his four arms and smashed the warhammer at its exposed elbow joint.
The electric current kept surging in the limbs, and the gene stealers around him let out a painful howl like phantom pain.
Alpha G67M took a step back, avoiding the claw tip of the second attack with difficulty, aiming at the array and a weakness on the monster's shell, the face covered under the helmet showed a smile.
The creature has exposed too many flaws.
In the blink of an eye, the Alpha G67M rushed forward and smashed violently at its knees, elbows, and finally its chin, shattering each bone in turn in a crackling blue lightning.
When he retreated, the alien had collapsed.
The beast gasped and tried to stand up, but before it stood up, the Alpha G67M had already pressed the barrel to its wide skull and pulled the trigger.
As the creature fell, a commotion occurred in the alien group, and then the creatures immediately began to retreat.
The Alpha G67M knew that this was only a temporary easing and they would return soon, so she signaled to walk towards a closed door.
After passing through here and walking through another passage, they may reach the core of the goal—
Mechanical Ark, Blood Red.
But before it could be opened, the heavy metal door, which was five meters high and two meters thick, was torn open by huge force. Four extremely huge claws emerged from the darkness, and the sensors on the Alpha G67M's body also began to flash wildly-
His service to the God of All Mechanisms may end here, but the alien filth will be purified.
"Report! The Fifth Reconnaissance Team lost contact!"
On the Meteorite, after hearing the news, Dige Katona's originally frowning brows have almost turned into a mess.
All five reconnaissance teams were destroyed. The fastest one lost all contact after landing for three minutes. In the end, this one persisted for more than forty-three minutes. Originally, he had high hopes for them, believing that under the favor of the God of All Machines, he could reach the area of the Mechanical Ark.
But unexpectedly, they were unable to reach their goal in the end.
The loss of fifty elite safaris and five chief alphas, even Dige Katona, who has a great family and a great career, feels painful. These are not cannon fodder, but elites that require a lot of resources and a certain amount of luck to be shaped. If converted to cold values, each of them is no less expensive than a fully armed Astat.
As a result, everything was lost in this damn waste ship!