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Chapter 3318 Amara’s Storm (6)

As structures emerged in large numbers, three Annihilator gunships also appeared in the distance, standing above the battlefield like a god of death.

Even in the melee, almost everyone could hear the clicking sound of gear rotation and the terrifying friction sound of the dual Tesla Destroyer accumulating energy. The entire battlefield seemed to fall into a brief silence, and then it was like thunder in the dark night.

Like a green trail, green tails circled and twisted in the air, and then slammed to the ground.

The ensuing explosion shrouded the entire battlefield in flames. Ur screamed because of the stinging pain on his skin before he was pushed down. He felt the scorching heat of the impact instantly scorched his skin, and then

As soon as he landed, a shock wave threw him more than 20 meters away.

He fell into a crater filled with cold, smelly water. The impact almost made him lose consciousness. In a daze, he saw more fireballs blooming, but if you look closely, you will find that they are all human-shaped "candles" - the Annihilator gunship

The arc of lightning instantly wiped out hundreds of soldiers, including his company commander, and turned them all into smoldering wreckage.

Ur's luck was better. Someone shared some of the fatal energy with him, but even so, he was fatally injured. When he tried to breathe with his injured lungs, he could only make uncontrollable retching.

Suddenly, something fell into the crater and hit him hard.

As the pool became muddy and muddy with flesh, he found himself staring into a charred face as the Necron's ark began to move in green arcs. Anger and sorrow surged through him, and he tried to scream, but the bitter

Stinky water immediately poured into his lungs, and his strength gradually disappeared.

"Mother..."

He gradually curled up, as if he had returned to his mother's amniotic fluid.

boom--

A loud noise made his whole body twitch. Ur opened his eyes and saw an Annihilator gunship leaning to one side. When it tried to turn, a red heat beam penetrated its outer shell and the pilot inside.

, followed by an earth-shaking explosion.

"What..."

On the dark dome, a screaming giant descended from the sky. The huge jetpack sprayed a red trail like blood-red wings. The front of the Terminator's helmet was carved into a pale skull, and the silver-gray armor was covered with dark blue lightning lines.

The warlord turned around suddenly and tried to attack the intruder, but the roaring power halberd had penetrated its body and pinned it to the ground.

"Although you are too miserable to scream, we are still here for you!"

As soon as Li Lin, who was wearing a Kent card, landed, he grabbed the tail of the halberd, and then with a fierce sweep, he used the warlord strung on it as a "war hammer" to hit the surrounding immortals. This weapon was shaped like a snake's fang-like power.

The weapon was a reward given to Li Lin by Soshiyang after he had repeatedly performed extraordinary feats in the archdiocese. Although it was a work of the Mechanicus Order, its precision and power were first-class, and it was named the Night Fang.

Following him to the ground, there were more than twenty soldiers from the 11th Company. They held melt and plasma and fired at the Necron array. Following them, there were swarms of combat robots and machines.

The Adeptus Reinforcements were mostly equipped with melta and plasma weapons, which were more effective against the Necron. The resulting impact quickly destroyed the Necron queue.

The groggy Ur realized that the enemy had paid a price. He tilted his head and passed out. At the last moment, he seemed to vaguely hear someone shouting...

"There's another one here who's breathing..."

"What do you think?"

In the high-speed Rhino command vehicle, Kassati stared at Talos. Even in the vehicle, the top commander of the Amara Home Defense Command was still busy processing information coming from all directions.

"This battle is difficult to fight. The ratio of exchanges between the enemy and ourselves is very ugly. Are you sure you can survive until the naval battle determines the outcome?"

Talos raised his head slightly and said to himself:

"Three hours have passed. He said at the time that he would have to hold on for at least twenty-four hours..."

Then he turned his head.

"The more intense the ground resistance is, the more able it is to pin down the Necron forces from the ship. They have a small ship and cannot carry many soldiers. And the fewer soldiers there are on the ship, the greater the chance of success of the gang-hopping war organized by Soshyan.

..So just hold on."

"It's not that easy. Now that we can't even control the air, how much air power is left?"

Talos picked up a data pad and glanced at it.

"There are about 1,900 fighter planes of various types."

"So almost half of the fighter jets were lost in just three hours?"

"Mainly because of the wave of resistance, the aviation fleet was refueled."

"Eh? What you said... Talos, have you never commanded a large corps in combat?"

Talos glanced sideways at him.

"What's wrong? Does the Eighth Legion's strategic master have anything to advise?"

"I just noticed that you dispersed the troops so dispersed. Although this can avoid losses caused by enemy bombing, it seems that the number of Necron ships is difficult to bomb the entire planet. Won't you cause a lot of damage?

Is it impossible for the troops to go into combat immediately? Is it still too late for follow-up deployment? "

"If the forces are too concentrated, the Necron will soon realize that it is difficult to fight. What do you think they will do?"

Faced with Talos's rhetorical question, Kassati was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.

"Are you worried about...their use of extermination weapons?"

"You think they don't?"

"Then how can you be sure that as long as the resistance they encounter is not strong, they will not use extermination weapons?"

"What else could it be? Arrogance, of course."

"So what's your next plan?"

"Increase intensity."

With that said, Talos turned on the micro-viewer.

"Now the other two main nests in Alama are also under attack. The defenders of Karosh reported that the enemy has advanced to the middle nest. The situation of Tritos is special. This is a nest built on a primitive lake.

In the capital, its lower lair is a flooded maze. The Necron chose to attack from the bottom up. The battle is still fierce now, but the focus of the Necron's attack is still the new gas.

It can be seen from the air power they invested that the number of Necron fighter planes involved in attacking New Vasburg was more than that of the other two hives combined. It is not that they know nothing about Amara, they know this place.

It is where the Governor is located and is also the command hub for the planet’s communications, so heavy troops will definitely be deployed, and even use it as a stronghold to sweep across the entire planet... I plan to organize a counterattack in this area.”

"Counterattack?"

Cassati's eyes widened.

"Did I hear correctly?"

"My Gothic isn't that bad after all."

"Why?"

"This Meinak dynasty is a bitch who loves to go to church. This type of stuff has one characteristic, that is, they like to show that they 'appreciate' courageous opponents, so as long as they take the initiative to attack, they will definitely

Attract their attention so they will put more troops into that position, ultimately creating the meat grinder I need."


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