Ork Techmaster's counterattack was extremely brutal. It made Farzad jump with its backhand, forcing him to roll away quickly, and then the second over-the-shoulder attack cut deeply into the deck where he was originally lying.
middle.
When the giant beast turned around again, Farzad could barely stand, and a horizontal slash forced him to cross both axes to block, otherwise he would be cut in half.
Metal collided with metal, making a piercing scream. His combat-booted feet slid on the deck, rubbing and causing sparks to fly.
This situation makes it very difficult to take action.
Farzad realized that he needed to speed up, but the warship's dying life support system allowed the slowly weakening gravity to drag his limbs with increasing inertia.
At this time, an afterimage flashed to Farzad's right side. In the blurry visual feedback, he saw Shifa, a soldier in the team, slamming the side of the technical master with the head of a power hammer.
It roared so loudly that it shook Farzad's acoustic feedback system and briefly overloaded the suppressor mounted inside the helmet.
Realizing this was an opportunity to gain a much-needed advantage, Farzad struck at the beast's neck.
When he pulled out the axe, a dark purple liquid spurted out.
Even though the helmet had a filter, the stench was still nauseating, but the Techbo's howls of pain were even more disturbing.
The howl from deep in the throat of a wounded beast means that it will fight to the death.
It was impossible for Farzad to give it time to attack, and launched another attack within a few seconds, cutting off the opponent's two mechanical arms, and then cut off the two physical arms below the wrist.
The Tech Master was about to turn around and twitched and twisted in pain. After a breath, the crackling tip of a power sword suddenly passed through his chest.
Another warrior appeared behind Tech Ba. He was Calvin, who belonged to Farzad's team.
In an instant, the entire corridor was filled with the burning and festering smell of rotting blood.
Farzad knew that they could not stop enjoying the victory. Based on previous combat experience, these green-skinned technicians usually carried self-destructive devices on their bodies.
So when the giant beast knelt on one knee, Farzad struck down with his axe, piercing the armor and hitting the collarbone before it began to shatter.
Then, Farzad continued to chop, swung the tomahawk and swung it down again, as if he were felling a tree that had been raked loose.
Corrupted blood left spots on his armor.
Calvin, who had pierced the Technologist's chest, also stepped forward, holding a sword in both hands with the blade pointed downwards, stabbing at a regular rhythm.
Within seconds it was over.
All that was left of the Ork Tech Master was a pool of hot blood and bone fragments, as well as scattered armor plates. The dismembered remains were scattered like a pool of mud at the feet of the Astral Knight.
Farzad nodded to Soshyan.
"The surrounding area has been cleared, Chapter Commander."
Sheathing the sword, Soshyan glanced at the handheld scanner and nodded.
"clearance."
Once through the abdominal corridor, they can reach the warp engine.
The explosives they brought were enough to cause significant damage to the ship, which would have resulted in a devastating explosion.
"Do you think these enemies are the last of them?"
Thor asked, even though every scan from his augury came back negative.
Soshyan slapped the side of his helmet with his gauntlet, and as he was about to answer Thor, the acoustic link crackled in his ears.
"Brother Soshyan, are your actions over?"
It was Malakin, who was responsible for providing fire support for the Astral Knights to board the ship.
"It will be over soon."
"Casualties?"
"There are no casualties. Thank you for your concern."
"That's good. You have to move quickly. Another ship has already appeared on the augur."
"Leave immediately."
Soshyan cut off communications.
The tech sergeant stepped forward with the bombs and handed them to the others.
"That's enough to blow up three such ships."
Soshyan nodded, silently approving of Rogris' control of the explosives.
"We don't need to kill so many, we only need to kill one."
After installing the bomb, they quickly evacuated the ship.
Subsequently, the warship, which was originally filled with greenskins trying to escape from the planet Fulen, turned into dust in a violent internal collapse.
And things like this will continue to happen in the next few days——
"Well……"
The dull and harsh sound of the gears brought Guji out of his deepening state of sluggishness.
The cell door was opening, letting a beam of light into the darkness. At that time, the door gradually rose, slowly disappeared, and finally became a thin crack in the ceiling.
A man shows a black silhouette in the light.
The outline shows that he is wearing a military coat, which further highlights his broad and formidable shoulders, and the shining eagle emblem decorates his military cap.
He tried to stand up, but could only raise one knee before his resistance gave way to fatigue.
Shaking his head, the person highlighted by the outline chuckled.
"Still weak."
This is not a question, but a statement of what is seen.
"Is this Ork?"
His voice was a hissing imitation of Occitan, but it didn't match the rough, harsh melody.
Shortly after Guchi was captured in the void and awakened on the transport ship, the man introduced himself.
He said his name was Eric.
What Guji saw at first was a strong man with a big crew cut and a rather vicious-looking face.
He is very young, but he has an inscrutable sense of experience that can only be seen in veterans.
Guji clenched his teeth in response and glared at the other person with one good eye.
He is a greenskin and a war gang leader, but now he is caught by Xiami and imprisoned. This humiliation makes him almost crazy.
The light spread across the room, bathing Alex in a greasy yellow light and making his skin look sickly pale.
"Your injury looks better."
Alex whispered.
He squatted down and grabbed Guji's chin where he lay salivating.
"I have learned a lot from you during this period, and I really want to thank you."
Yarick's warm smile and cold eyes met Guji's. He had become familiar with this expression, along with this bastard's penchant for inflicting pain.
On the one hand, he claimed that he wanted to learn the Ork language, but on the other hand, he kept torturing him.
"I can see what you want to say. I found that I have a unique interest in creatures like you. Yes, I hurt you because you asked me to do it, dog alien."
The young Zhengyi always smiled, as if he had already figured out Guji's thoughts.
"Some new questions today."
As Alex spoke, he increased the pressure on Guji's jaw.
"How do you describe...the mode of concentrated attack and the reporting form of firepower coordinates?"
Apart from the heavy wheezing in and out of his lungs, Guji didn't make any sound.
"tell me."
Alex continued to ask:
"How would you describe the leaders of different classes?"
Guji still didn't answer.
Alex smiled again, his expression showing pity.
"Do you really want me to do it again?"
After releasing the prisoner's jaw, Alex stood up, took a step back, and picked up a spiked electric baton on the table next to him.
"I really don't want this."
Guji spent some precious time mobilizing his strength. He hoped that his words would be enough to convey his meaning, and he hoped that his jailer would be unforgettable.
At this moment he stood up from the ground. Although he shook and trembled, he did not fall down after all.
One eye widened, glaring proudly, and shouted loudly:
“waaaaaaagh!!!!”
What followed was a savage beating from Yaric, who used the highest-power motor to drive the air out of Guji's lungs and drowned him with his fists and kicks.