Robin said nothing and just threw the smoke bomb in his hand.
The white smoke bomb flew more than fifty meters away with the wave of his arm. After bouncing twice in the rubble, it began to produce thick smoke.
Bahram rolled out from behind the bunker, running forward against the bullets whizzing by above his head, dodging between different bunkers.
Finally, after reaching the distance he wanted, Bahram lay on the ground, pulled out the flare gun from his waist, and took out a blue flare from his pocket.
"The God-Emperor bless you."
After taking a deep breath, he inserted the flare into the gun chamber from behind and raised it high.
There was only a whooshing sound, and the signal flare trailed smoke from the ground, and then landed about five meters in front of Bahram.
Likewise, this move also exposed his position.
Amidst a flurry of sounds, the machine gun changed its direction and fired directly at the place where Bahram was hiding.
For a moment, bullets hit the rubble around Bahram like raindrops, and he immediately curled up.
For a few seconds, he even thought he was going to die.
Ten seconds later, he heard a roar, and he immediately released his hands holding his head and looked towards the sky.
They saw a silver-gray steel eagle floating above their heads, then the hatch opened, and a huge metal object fell from the sky.
boom--
When it landed, the huge roar and impact even knocked Bahram over several times.
"this--"
He screamed out of fear and anticipated pain, and the echoing roar echoed through the night sky.
The next second, the dazzling speed of light illuminated the battlefield with hellish light, and the afterimage of the strong light flickered in everyone's eyes.
Bahram stood up, but what he saw was not the fierce battle he expected, but large rocks that had been reduced to powder by artillery fire and machine gun bullets.
The frightening destructive force caused the boys' expressions to twitch and contort, and a few unlucky ones seemed to be dancing wildly in a hail of bullets.
Blood gushed out from their bodies, and their limbs were cut off and fell to the ground.
It's all over in seconds.
At least four defenders were reduced to piles of smoking rotten flesh, and the bunkers where they were hiding simply turned into scattered rubble.
Bahram fell to his knees, vomiting from the terrible stench of burnt flesh.
He was not a timid man, but the bodies with missing arms and legs looked revolting, and he found himself unable to tear his eyes away from their remains, trying to understand how they could have been so destroyed in such a short period of time.
Complete killing.
Then he turned his attention to the "culprit" who caused all this.
The thunderous sound of various weapon systems operating and the deceleration of the rotating machine gun finally reached his ears. Bahram saw the sensor shield of this machine that was three times taller than him glowing with light, and the weapon was surrounded by
A few wisps of green smoke.
He had never seen a robot of this shape before, and just one look was enough to know that it was definitely a genuine killing machine.
He was dumbfounded by this terrifying machine, his eyes going back and forth between the corpse and the combat robot.
"Please give the order."
Suddenly, a burst of electronic synthesized sound sounded, which startled Bahram.
"Are you talking to me?"
He pointed to his nose, but the machine just stood there.
"Please give the order. The order modes are: attack, follow, and defend in place."
"Then...attack! Attack the forward stronghold."
"Receive command, execute, action mode countdown, four minutes and eleven seconds."
After saying that, the humanoid combat robot opened its legs and walked towards the stronghold step by step. At the same time, the closed weapon systems were activated again.
Da da da--
When the combat robot took action, the silent machine gun sounded again, but this time it was in a different position, a safer position.
The bullet hit the metal shell of the robot, bursting out a string of sparks. Bahram followed the robot, shrinking his head and praying that the big guy could hold on.
The other team members also started to attack upward in a dispersed formation.
After taking ten steps, the combat robot stopped, and the heavy-duty rotating machine gun on its shoulder began to rotate.
call out--
A few seconds later, a terrifying hail of bullets covered it, and the temporary bunker immediately exploded, and at the same time, two screaming bodies flew to both sides.
The machine gun misfired again, but it never fired again.
The slow but determined pace of the battle robots finally caused the morale of the defenders to collapse completely. They no longer defended the corner, but began to evacuate the stronghold.
But in the process, Oscar's team kept harassing them.
In the panic, people kept getting shot and fell, and people kept getting hit by laser beams, turning into a ball of smoking flesh.
In the end, only three or five people were able to escape into the darkness.
More than four minutes later, the same aircraft used a hook to recover the combat robot.
Seeing the power of that battle robot, Bahram regretted a little. If he knew it was so powerful, he might not have paid attention to Oscar's proposal at all.
With such a war machine, it is really possible for them to survive until the fifth day.
But it's useless to think about it now, because they are already on the same boat, and they have used their last trump card.
This night is very hot.
Except for a few people standing guard outside, the remaining dozen or so people crowded around the bonfire in the small stronghold.
They did not laugh because of their victory in the battle, nor did they have any concerns or celebrations with each other. The atmosphere seemed strange and stiff.
In other words, they are still guarding against each other.
"That thing is pretty powerful."
In the end, it was Oscar who found a way to talk.
Bahram picked up the kettle and took a sip and nodded.
"Indeed, a quite terrifying and powerful war machine."
"But having such a thing is not enough. Tell me what kind of enemy it is that requires the Astartes to be dispatched."
Hao Mo took a bite of the compression stick and said with a smile:
"Maybe it's a green skin that can fly into the sky and escape from the earth. Who knows, I heard the old man said that a long time ago, the Astartes fought more terrifying monsters."
"Ah, don't brag. I know that the greenskins are just a bunch of idiots. There's no way they can escape from the sky."
Carissa said as she finished eating the last bit of ration in her hand, and then burped in victory.
"If you ask me, they must be some more powerful aliens."
"What kind of alien? A blue-skinned catman that walks on two legs? And can use doors to travel everywhere? I seem to have heard of-"
"Shit! What the hell are you hearing..."
At this time, Bahram turned his eyes to Oscar and whispered:
"What to do next?"
The other person shrugged.
"We'll wait first, but it won't be too long. Don't worry, I'm a man of my word."
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly drifted to Robin, who had been silent.