When a large-scale power outage occurred in the foundry due to a series of explosions, Arni immediately commanded the troops to launch an attack. The Abu Bakari 310th Infantry Regiment, which had been lurking for a long time, immediately rushed towards the protective wall. At this time, the defenders were still working hard.
To deal with the enemies appearing inside, they were unprepared for the sudden attack of the army from outside.
This allowed Abubakari's 310th Infantry Regiment to rush under the protective wall with almost no losses, and use melta bombs to blow open the alloy door. Then the Cerberus armored vehicle rushed in at the head of the team and began to spray a deadly torrent of flames.
At this time, the commandos had been forced into the last corner of the assembly area, where there were some large containers. They relied on these huge metal objects as bunkers to shoot at the enemies surrounding them from three directions.
Hayes listened to the distant explosion and felt the floor beneath his feet shake.
Part of his mind pictured the last moment of the stick insect's face in an instant. Sitting on the ground, he opened the other party's expedition manual, but there was no text in it, only some lifelike pencil drawings, such as a furry animal in a cage.
Rodents, Hayes remembered that Jung said it was called Kami, and it was his pet since he was a child. There were also things like the woman cutting vegetables with a knife in the kitchen, the middle-aged man directing people to move things, and the girl playing on the swing.
Hayes never knew that Jung actually had such skills. He always seemed to give people the impression of being slow and stupid, just like the way he was trained by the instructor in the recruit camp.
He turned over a few pages, and when he came to the record page, he saw lines of text. Jung really followed the instructor's instructions and carefully recorded every comrade who died. However, he did not have a gold star, and neither did Hayes. It seemed that they had never
Get this sticker.
On the list on the back cover, Jung had punched five holes, but he could never hit the sixth.
Peak beside him squatted down to change the magazine and comforted:
"Hmph, Brother Hayes, hum, the priest said that if you die with honor, you can return to the throne. Brother Jung must also--"
Hayes became manic for no reason, and he immediately roared:
"Jung doesn't want to go to the throne! He just wants to go home! He just wants to go back to his mother!"
Suddenly, an explosion broke out near the bunker where Hayes was hiding, and fragments even flew onto the expedition manual in his hand.
At a certain moment, he became extremely angry and pulled off his breathing mask.
There's steam, smoke, ashes and wildfire everywhere.
There were corpses everywhere, and some were even reduced to blood shadows on the walls by the force of the explosion, and even the metal floors were lifted up.
Even with internal and external difficulties, the stubborn heretical defenders here are still resisting.
Hayes stood up with his gun clenched, and more than twenty shadows emerged from the shadows in front of the bunker, their protective gear shining in the factory lights.
The young soldier gritted his teeth and fired three shots in succession. The blood mixed with the dust in the air and was evaporated by the heat. Immediately, the two traitors fell to the ground, and their guns became silent.
But a comrade next to Hayes also fell, and his screams before his death stopped as abruptly as a gunshot.
Suddenly, a stun grenade passed over the barricade and was thrown nearby. Hashet immediately threw it back and added one of his own grenades.
Moments later, when two grenades detonated, the traitor was blinded and killed.
Just as Hayes was venting the growing anger in his heart with shooting, a whirlwind-like sound shattered the air, and as a member of the machine gun squad, he immediately recognized its source.
A heavy logging gun.
"Lie down!"
Hashet shouted, and Hayes immediately possessed him and hid behind the ruins. Heavy ammunition left craters around him, and he heard some screams and curses.
Hayes tried to look up and see that the logging gun was not mounted on a support frame. A big man was holding it and was walking unsteadily, letting the barrel get hot while strafing the commandos.
The gunfire was deafening, but the silence when it suddenly stopped was extremely clear.
The logging gun began to crack from the barrel and exploded in the hands of the big rebel. The man screamed, but when the bullet shattered his head, the scream disappeared instantly.
Weapons produced by heretics are not always reliable.
Then, he saw a sneaky figure on the side. It was an enemy, and he didn't know what he was doing secretly.
The heartbeat was pounding in his ears. Hayes felt that all sounds were loud and clear, all colors became vivid and bright, and nothing else could affect him.
He was angry and wanted to kill someone.
The boy crossed the roadblock quickly. He couldn't stop. He couldn't stop, not only because he might die, but also because the other person might escape.
At this moment, despite the hail of bullets and bullets around him, he seemed like a space warrior wearing full metal shell armor, charging and fighting fearlessly.
"Where are you going! Hayes! Hayes!"
Hashet's nervous call was also forgotten by him. Hayes jumped all the way to the side of the sneaky guy behind the bunker. There was still some blood of the injured people on the bunker. There was also a big hole on the floor, with an edge.
Jagged, like a big open mouth.
Hayes fired directly, and then kicked a guy holding a laser gun into the hole with his knee. He clearly heard the sound of the opponent landing and the scream of broken bones.
Then he turned to another guy, who seemed to be just a boy with a dry and thin face. He had thrown away his weapon and kept waving his hands. He spoke low Gothic that Hayes couldn't quite understand, but
The other party is wearing the enemy's uniform, that's enough.
Hayes hit the man in the face with the butt of his gun, breaking his nose. The man let out a cry of pain and instinctively waved his hands to block, but at this time Hayes could only think about killing the enemy. He kicked
He put it on the opponent's side. When the boy arched in pain, he stepped on the opponent's neck. When the opponent opened his mouth, he stuffed the hot muzzle of the fired gun into the opponent's mouth.
White smoke immediately came out of the other person's mouth, and the person was crying in pain and shaking all over.
For some reason, seeing the painful look of the man who was almost his own age, Hayes actually felt a sense of revenge, and a weird smile appeared on his face.
One more moment.
Let this damn bastard suffer a little longer.
Suddenly, a laser shot through the man's head, and his movement stopped. Hayes turned his head and saw that it was Hashet.
"You don't want your life!"
Hashet pushed his body down, but at this time the situation had changed, and the call signs of friendly forces could already be heard——
"Kill the heretics!"
"For the Emperor!"
The traitors who besieged them all ran away, and the commandos who had survived the disaster collapsed on the ground. Some were silently collecting the bodies of the dead, while others did not intend to stop. They chanted the same slogan,
Chase them in the direction where their previous attackers fled.
The leader Ouranios didn't give any new orders. He just sat in the bunker, looking exhausted.
"Kill the heretics!"
Hayes jumped up again and was about to pursue the enemy, but Hashet grabbed his arm.
"What's wrong with you!? Just be patient!"
Hayes turned his head sharply and glared at the other person.
"Why are you stopping me! Isn't this exactly what the Emperor asked us to do! Kill the heretics! Kill the enemies!"
After that, he forcefully shook off the astonished Hashet's hand, picked up the gun and chased after him.