The deck was engulfed in darkness, and the greenskins rushed over.
Then, due to the rapid transition between bright and dark environments, their eyes suddenly blurred, so they slowed down and began to nervously and confusedly search for the Space Marines who were here just now.
"Tight formation, assault to starboard."
Soshyan issued the order through the public channel, and at the same time, he took steps forward.
The Astral Knights reorganized their formation while charging. The people in front raised their shields and stacked them together to form a whole, an armored wedge. The people behind them used firepower to cover and shoot.
The greenskins were caught off guard. Under the stress reaction, they roared and fired in the direction where the enemy might be. As a result, many of their own people were hit. The goblins were shot into pieces by the bullets fired by their own people before they died.
The wails echoed across the deck.
The Astral Knights responded with bolters. They lowered themselves and sought cover in the smoke, aiming their weapons at the enemy's exposed body and shooting.
As they passed with firm steps, they left behind many enemies clutching their wounds and falling to the ground struggling in pain.
But the green skins are very adaptable to darkness. After their eyesight recovered, they finally discovered the enemy's true location.
Then their firepower began to increase, so that Soshyan and the others had to move forward against the explosion, pushing the shield wall forward with muscle and discipline.
Their pace began to slow down, and the original starting running became one step at a time.
The soldiers in the first row held up their shields and endured the impact of various large-caliber bullets and explosives.
Flames penetrated through the gaps in the shield wall, washing their power armor.
The flames were also burning Soshyan's body, but he put aside all feelings and just tried hard to drive his legs forward.
Finally they got close to their target location.
He immediately noticed that the blast door that had just fallen down to separate the deck from the rear passage seemed to be moving. It seemed that there were many enemies behind the door, and they were now trying to open the door to allow more reinforcements to arrive.
"Melta bomb."
Soshyan gave the order, and saw Roglis holding the electromagnetic rifle with one hand, and taking the heavy melt bomb off the backpack with the other hand and throwing them to Armin and the others.
The three soldiers caught the melta bomb, opened the safety guard and threw it in the direction of the enemy's reinforcements, and then quickly retreated.
boom--
In an instant, the darkness disappeared, and the bright light from the explosion illuminated the entire flight deck like lightning.
In just one breath, the melt bomb exploded with a hissing sound of subatomic flying.
The greenskins who were charging over were horrified to find that the floor under their feet was burned red for an instant, and then turned into the white color of molten metal.
Those unfortunate enough to be affected by the high heat of the explosion were immediately vaporized, while those unfortunate enough to run across the molten metal were caught in the scalding metal heat flow.
They screamed and died, and the deck, which had been almost melted by the high temperature, collapsed like an exploding bubble, and the molten metal poured into the lower layer.
The grunts who were unfortunately below the collapse area raised their hands in horror to try to protect themselves, but their flesh and blood caught fire due to the high heat, turning these little green things into bloody and fleshy corpses that were constantly suffocating in the darkness.
Burning corpse.
When the door was blown open, hundreds of greenskins also died, but their number was far greater than that.
At a glance, Soshyan found that this passage was already crowded with enemies.
"Hot Melt."
He took a look at the big hole in the ground and had an idea in his mind.
When he gave the order, he immediately heard the whining scream of the hot melt beam tearing the air, and then the scalding heat washed away the dirty alien life in the corridor. Many of them did not even scream, and turned into
ash.
A disgusting stench filled the air.
However, this still did not stop the green skins that followed. It could be said that they sprayed out from the tunnel with the courage to go forward one after another, and their thick necks let out a huge roar.
"Deal with these guys first."
Soshyan ordered the team to regroup and charge towards the blasted gap.
And he himself was at the tip of the spear, holding the Holy Flame Sword high, drawing an arc.
The fastest greenskin collided head-on with Soshyan. It was very fast, holding a weapon transformed from a huge wrench, and struck Soshyan directly in the face.
Soshyan blocked the opponent's weapon with a sword, then slammed forward.
The green-skin staggered, and Soshyan took the opportunity to punch his opponent several times.
The steel plate fixed on its chest was immediately smashed and it began to retreat, but Soshyan had already hit it twice in one second, shattering its big face and internal organs.
"Prepare for close combat."
Except for Rogris who continued to shoot at the big green-skinned man with his rifle, the other warriors put their guns back behind their shields, fixed them with magnetic locks, and then quickly and smoothly pulled out the guns wrapped in a deadly energy field.
Power weapons or roaring chainswords.
At the same time, with the sound of bullets piercing the air, the greenskins rushed forward unstoppably.
waaaaaaaaaaagh!!!
"Kill all the aliens!!"
The Space Marines pushed forward through the incoming enemies. Soshyan and Thor acted as the spearhead of the attack, slashing left and right among the enemies. They fended off the heavy objects and stabs coming at them, and the mechanics were in a hurry.
I grabbed all kinds of tools in a panic.
Their cooperation is seamless, as precise as the gears of a clock.
Priest Yazdan followed behind them, waving the scepter wrapped in the decomposition stance in his hand, advancing forward with precise and agile steps, and hitting the enemy with the scepter from time to time, causing the opponent to become fragmented in the blood mist.
The first wave of enemies in the corridor were quickly eliminated, while the others were still working hard to move forward after the corner.
"Hurry up, let's go downstairs."
After Soshyan finished speaking, he glanced at his watch.
It has been five minutes since they entered the enemy's hull.
The soldiers began to run wildly, and then disappeared one by one into the black craters left by the melta bombs.
As they fell, they switched back to their previous weapons.
The team landed in the maintenance area below the flight deck, and the light from the power armor helmet illuminated the corridor full of pipes.
It contains centuries of filth, and you can tell it's an ancient ship.
Not only were the walls dirty, but there was also a thick layer of dust and rust hanging on the pipes, and underneath the grille was a busy transportation channel.
Compared to the noise above, it was very quiet here. Soshyan could even hear the sounds of various liquids in the pipes - fuel and coolant, as well as leaking chemicals.
Over the centuries, the dirty liquid has been pulled downwards by artificial gravity, slowly seeping into the heart of the ship, passing through small cabins and various passages scattered on both sides of the keel.
On the floor, there were several greenskins who had fallen due to the explosion just now.
The protruding and deformed knees indicated that they had broken their legs due to the tragic fall, but they still struggled to stand up and roared to warn nearby enemies.
Soshyan stepped forward and solved them neatly with his sword.