"Is it possible that the Astral Knights are causing trouble?"
When West said this once, everyone was stunned.
A few seconds later, Castor interrupted everyone's speculation.
"Shut up, Narek, Data, now!"
The stress of the possibility of losing the loot was evident in Castor's voice, and his warriors glanced at each other.
Naturally, they cannot understand the pressure of the company commander. After all, it involves supplies that are enough for their battle group to use for decades or even a century. Regarding the remuneration of the Martian Sage, only the command level knows, and only such a high-value target is known.
It's worth sending out their whole group.
Now, they have the signal from Mechanical Ark, but they are blocked on the way there. How can this not make him anxious?
"Sir, the augur is more useful than our senses. I need a moment."
Facing Castor's impatience, Nalek acted calmly.
"Locate me a feasible passage."
"This place is full of biomarkers, Captain."
"Can you contact other companies?"
A veteran suddenly asked.
"Why do you do this?"
Barak looked at his comrade, who just shrugged.
"We may indeed need a little help. Although we are the fastest, we also have the fewest people, which means we have the least ammunition."
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."
Nalek glanced at the smoke and his own instruments. The high-temperature smoke emitted by the crashed engine shone with destructive energy. This situation would not disappear for a while until the last trace of heat from the engine was completely drained.
"The equipment we have is temporarily unable to penetrate these thermal fogs and needs to be moved to another area."
As he said that, he took another look at the oriole in his hand.
"This way."
Nalek pointed at the smoke screen and began to move towards a building at the end of the passage on the right. It was grand enough to provide direction for the malicious warriors in the thick fog.
The vibrations underfoot became more and more obvious, and the slanderer company of malicious warriors hurriedly increased their speed and rushed towards the building before the ground collapsed.
Along the way, they also encountered some sporadic aliens, which were also trapped in place by the explosion, but the slanderers had no time to care about these enemies. They only occasionally pulled the trigger while running, crushing those who tried to block the way.
Then, they encountered no more resistance.
boom----!
With a loud noise, every window on both sides of the passage was shaken out of the window frame and hit the ground directly. The Space Marine's boots crushed the smaller debris into powder, but they could only avoid the larger ones.
The ornately decorated door in front was blown open from the inside. Three larger fragments remained on the hinges, and the rest were scattered in a radial pattern at the door. When the company ran from the passage into the magnificent entrance hall, they
The passage from which they came was already filled with flames and turned into a furnace full of debris and scrap steel.
Although the fire spread, there was almost no smoke in the hall, a blue haze replacing the billowing smoke of charred flesh.
Castor didn't know the data in this area, and he couldn't continue to issue orders.
"Company commander, we-"
Before Barak could say anything, the plasma jet ejected from the last explosion of the reactor penetrated directly from the bottom of the ship to the top, giving the building a new atrium. The gates that were once tightly closed are now open without warning.
.
All Space Marines rely on the magnetic locks on the soles of their boots to stabilize themselves from falling, but the place that was once considered safe has completely changed. The uneven floor has turned into the beams of a huge pit, and water flows from the broken pipe.
The liquid rolled up the soot on the wall, forming a dirty waterfall and flowing to the ground.
The tongues of fire licked the burning facility, and some debris flipped and swirled in the heat wave. Some burned, and were mixed with the charred corpses of the aliens.
In this situation, a certain veteran whistled and said jokingly:
"Look at this place. What are we doing here? Attending an alien camping barbecue?"
Technical Sergeant Narek was still busy fiddling with his auspicious instrument.
"Quiet."
Castor was a little angry. The prey he had been chasing for a long time was about to be obtained, and some uncontrollable factors were threatening their safety.
"Company Commander, the auspicious device has been debugged. Let's move forward another two hundred meters, pass through the stairs and enter an isolation zone to reach the next safe ship wreckage."
The others looked at each other, and Castor glanced at the screen installed on Narek's arm.
"Walk!"
After giving the order, he ran towards the remains of the huge staircase, followed closely by the others.
The nest master watched in the darkness as its enemy disappeared into the passage. It clung to the ceiling of the hall, hiding itself with shadow and psychic energy.
During this time, the enemy's team became larger. Its previously well-designed ambush did not reduce their numbers as expected. Now its lair range has become smaller and smaller, which makes it increasingly desperate.
The essential.
However, among these enemies of different colors, it smelled hostility.
Yes, they hunt it, but they also hunt each other, and they are each other's prey, which gives it more ideas.
So it went to destroy the reactor. Although it didn't know what use it would be, it successfully drove these yellow hunters in the direction it wanted them to go.
At the same time, it also realized that the two sides found their home base at different speeds, so it slowed down its efforts to block the other two types of hunters. It hoped that these parties could approach it at the same speed, so that they would always meet.
There, they will hunt each other.
The nest owner crawled along the curve of the ceiling, silently walking through many dark passages until he reached a corner of the huge hulk.
This is a red gem embedded in a dirty beast's cave. Even after tens of thousands of years, it cannot conceal its former luster.
The red armor plate was inlaid with gold, and the angel's emblem and the Mechanicum's logo formed a consistent pattern. The nest master carefully got in and reached the interior of this huge ship.
Among them, there is a door.
The nest owner's eyes were fixed on the door. He knew that something existed, but he had never been able to open the entrance.
If it were a lower creature, one completely dominated by the Shadow of Leviathan, it might simply ignore all of this.
But it's not those lower creatures.
Although the hive master has no ability to disobey the will of the hive, it can at least divert this will. It uses its own consciousness to shield the palace, and at the same time sends its own offspring to find an entrance.
When it first learned of the intentions of these intruders, it was furious. They dared to snatch the prey it had been chasing for so long. This was simply intolerable.
But after the initial rage calmed down, its consciousness started to function again.
It is not a simple beast, it has so much knowledge in its head that it sometimes gives it a headache.
Now, it feels like it has to go in.
anyway.
The enemy's cutting of the hulk helped it, and the vibrations loosened some of the locking devices inside.
The nest owner paused for a moment and ordered all the offspring to leave here. Then its muscles contracted tightly, and many cracks appeared in the stone concrete under the grip of its sharp claws.
With a bang, the door that had been sealed for thousands of years was opened.