Soshyan felt a powerful force tearing apart his genetically modified superhuman body. After experiencing the soft weightless environment in space, this feeling was very uncomfortable.
While the drop pod screamed and roared like thunder through the flying laser beams, leaving behind a mess, the machine spirit also expressed its protest, and the red warning light began to flash at a high frequency.
It is experiencing strong collisions, continuous direction changes and severe deceleration.
The inertial reduction rack of the landing module and the hydraulic system of their power armor have been put to the greatest test. Each warrior has a demigod body, strong and thick muscles, and extremely adaptable black carapace and bones. This is enough to absorb a
The huge power that ordinary people can tear into pieces.
But this is not enough. If they fall incorrectly, they will still be smashed into a puddle of mud.
"Activate the landing nozzle."
Through the cracked screen, Soshiyang gave the machine soul his final instructions.
He could still see the long string of sparks rubbing out around him after the landing module burst into the hard black stone shell like a comet. The interior of the crew cabin was now filled with the harsh sound of metal friction and collisions.
Although very dissatisfied, the machine spirit still complied with Soshyan's wishes, and the retrorockets were activated one after another, but only half of them could work normally, which meant that the angle of their impact would not be very good.
boom!
The huge impact caused Soshyan's helmet to hit the bulkhead behind him, and the restraint belt was stretched to the limit with a creaking sound. The inertia made everyone's chest feel like a huge stone was pressing down.
Finally, after a long period of close friction with the rock surface, the landing module stopped like a slowly rotating egg.
Later, the camera that was still working told Soshyan what he needed to know about the mess outside.
Just as planned, the desolate surface of the World Engine was covered with the remains and debris of the landing module with the emblem of the Astral Knights painted on it. The originally flat black ground now really looked like an asteroid, with craters scattered all over it after the impact.
However, no Space Marines were seen, and no enemies were seen.
Soshyan could feel the explosion of the damaged lander coming from the deck below the cabin. Through the surviving camera, he saw the liquid leaking from the damaged promethium fuel container catching fire and producing black smoke.
It was surrounded by a mess.
"Get ready to open the hatch."
Soshyan used the communicator in his helmet to speak to the others. At his urging, with a heavy banging sound, the pressure valve opened.
At the same time, the bracket is also unlocked, allowing the soldiers to leave quickly.
For an airborne pod, lying on its side on the ground is not a suitable posture for the people inside to leave quickly. While Soshyan knelt on one knee on the broken instrument panel, other team members climbed out of their seats with the help of brackets.
Come out and gather around him.
The soldiers knelt down on one knee. Each of them was battle-hardened and held a well-maintained weapon in his hand.
"Is everyone here?"
"Hasdru, here we come."
Hasdru, the heavy weapons hand in the team, is responsible for controlling a heavy bolter. He is the core firepower pillar of the tactical team, and he is also a batch of recruits earlier than Soshyan.
"Reznor, here we come."
"Calisinus, here we come."
Reznor and Calisinus, the two of them were on both sides of Soshyan, waiting for the order to disperse. They carried the standard weapons and equipment of the squad members.
"Vilinus, here we come."
"Fix, here we come."
Vilinus's voice came from behind Reznor. The young legionnaire was holding his MK4C bolter tightly, while the equally young Fix was kneeling behind him.
"Arkan, here we come."
Holding a flamethrower, he moved to Soshyan's side, and the grenades and extra promethium canisters he carried were making jingling noises.
"Occam, here we come."
He is the oldest member of the team, but he is also the one who supports Soshyan the most as captain. There were once rumors that he should be the captain, but he declined the appointment.
"Axel, here we come."
"Nad, here we come."
Next were Soshyan's two best friends. The team was very lucky not to suffer any casualties.
"For the Emperor."
Soshyan gave the signal in a steady voice.
"Everyone in his place."
As he nodded, Axel pressed the "manual open" button on the hatch.
Suddenly, the hatch composed of several pieces of plastic steel began to open, like a bloody mouth full of fangs, and the scene of the World Engine gradually appeared in front of the team members.
The tactical display interface of Soshyan's helmet immediately began to calibrate all the moving targets outside the airborne cabin. As faint lights flashed on the screen, the auspicious device began to display the maps of various sensors - infrared receivers.
, UV receiver, and motion sensor.
"The welcome ceremony is about to begin."
Axel still maintained a joking mood, but after a Gaussian fragmentation beam passed through the open hatch and grazed his helmet, he could no longer laugh.
"Why don't you go give them a grand introduction to yourself."
Nad couldn't help teasing the other party, but Soshiyang interrupted this inappropriate behavior with words.
"Prepare for action, center of gravity formation."
After saying that, Soshyan jumped out of the hatch first, and with the roar of the bolt gun, he fired the first shot of the day.
Under the influence of the booster, the bolt flew across the black rock deck, leaving a fiery trail behind.
Its impact was devastating. A hesitating alien was hit straight on. The metal skeleton body that desecrated the human appearance suddenly exploded from the middle, and the Gauss Ripper in its hand also fell to the ground.
But it did not die immediately. The disgusting green color in the silver-white skull had not yet dissipated. Its lower body was ten meters away, but its upper body was groping towards the weapons on the ground.
Necrons, the cursed dead, are such miserable existences.
They have no souls, and most of them don't even have consciousness. They are just the remnants of the ancient empires of the past, some sad remnants of the dead, but they are still unwilling to retreat from the stage of the galaxy.
With hatred, Soshyan shot it in the head again, ending its action.
"The first drop of blood is yours again."
Ax made an annoying grunt in the communication channel, and the team members followed the others, lowered their heads, and jumped out of the hatch.
As soon as these Space Marines landed, they engaged in the battle to push back the enemy's offensive. The bolters quickly fired bullets one after another. They flew across the deck, accurately hit the target, and demolished the slowly advancing metal skeletons into pieces.
Parts, it didn't take long.
"Company Commander, Company Commander, can you receive it?"
While the members were dealing with the approaching undead soldiers, Soshyan tried hard to contact their company, but the communication seemed to be interfered with, and there was only noisy electronic sound on the channel.
"Looking for...the master...the core..."
Among these noises, Soshyan recognized a staccato voice. He didn't know who it belonged to, but it was definitely a human.
"...11 o'clock...direction...gather..."
Soshyan took a look at the auspicious device and saw that it did not show the presence of friendly troops around, which meant that they were at a certain distance from the main force.
"Go towards 11 o'clock."
The number of soulless ones continued in a steady stream, approaching them from all directions. The team fought with their backs on the landing module, but they would not be able to sustain it for long. Soshyan quickly found a gap on the battlefield.
"follow me!"
It was a damaged Gauss turret. Soshyan was running and shooting. The cracking light of the Gauss gun followed his footsteps, but he was still faster.
The team members followed closely behind, weaving through the hail of bullets, trying to get closer to the destroyed fort.
Click!
A weird Necron with three legs jumped out. It was holding a huge, flashing war scythe and rushed towards Soshyan at an incredible speed.
Bang bang!
Soshyan fired twice, one of the explosive rounds was dodged, and one hit the opponent's shoulder, but only tore a few pieces of metal.
The two were close at hand. He decisively drew out the chain sword from his waist and brushed his thumb over the activation rune.
Accompanied by the hungry buzzing of the sawtooth, it and the pale green war scythe bit together fiercely. Soshyan, filled with guilt for the machine soul, slammed the opponent's head with the handle of the bolter.
A crack was immediately created in the pale metal skull. Soshyan pressed forward, wrapped his left arm around him, strangled the opponent's neck with his backhand, and then turned to the right.
Snap!
A Gaussian ray happened to hit the undead warrior who was locked by Soshyan from behind. This weapon is extremely powerful against most armors, but it has no good effect against their own active metal.
A big hole was carved out of the undead warrior's chest, and it began to struggle violently, but Soshiyang was known for his strength in the entire group, so he just pulled it upwards with his elbow.
Along with its metal spine, Soshyan pulled out the pale skull.
"Save ammo!"
He issued orders to the members covering him through the team channel, and then pinned the skull with the spine to the back of his waist.
"go ahead!"
The team successfully hid behind the fort. Soshyan took a look at the auspicious device and found several bright spots appearing on the border of the screen.