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Chapter 606 The Germination Threat

"They encountered a small stream of green skin, and there was no big deal yet."

Hearing this, Soshiyan nodded and turned his gaze to the valley - then there was their goal for this trip.

They thought this place would be a former human colony, but in fact it was true, but they had already been completely dismantled, and now a large number of green skins are gathering in it, and they are going to complete a job-

It was a rusty statue of steel. On the top hundreds of meters high was a unique head that was so crude that it could make all intelligent creatures laugh. If it weren't for that face...

A cruel face, a cunning face, full of Oakish confidence and Oakish power—the kind that can stare you down and if you don't retreat, you will be able to beat you up.

It towers deep in the canyon, surrounded by fences in garbage pits and workshops, and behind it is jungle and foul-stenched mud.

This is not an optimistic place for a spacecraft.

"Talos, do you think this thing can fly?"

Although I don’t believe it, after scanning, I concluded that this is a starship - a small starship with a hand-degraded garbage version.

The Greenskins built this starship with all the materials they could find, although Soshiyang didn't know why these guys looked like buckets no matter what they built.

But there is no doubt that no matter how primitive this thing is, once it is allowed to enter space, the galaxy will soon fall into the control of Greenskin.

The threats of green skins are often easily overlooked at first, but they are also gradually growing into a terrible galactic pollution through this neglect.

"It's hard to say. I've seen strange green-skinned things, such as cannons that can be used as toilets... So, you know, a lot of their creations are out of physical common sense."

Soshiyan looked at it for a while and then connected the communication behind.

"Archive preparation?"

"Report the commander of the battle, the shelling is ready, and you can open fire at any time!"

In fact, the best way to deal with this large piece of green skin is a powerful orbital bombardment, but Soshyan is worried about destroying some of the possible prehistoric traces - the purpose of their trip is to investigate, not to destroy.

"Open fire!"

The next second, the silent jungle was torn apart by a terrifying howling sound.

Hundreds of cyclone missiles rushed out of the canopy, dragging their long trails straight to the green-skinned stronghold, and tens of thousands of tons of shells were also falling.

Originally, the valley was filled with roaring ugly mouths, uneven jagged fangs and thick green muscles, but when the rain of death fell, everything was left to ashes.

The greens were distributed in the strongholds without any formation, gathering into small groups at will, so when rockets and shells fell, they had almost no room for dodging or concealing.

In just a few seconds, the sky in the valley was covered with fire and smoke, and the ground was filled with craters from whirlwind rockets, each covered with broken green bodies.

And the starship under construction kept catching fire and collapsing.

"Let those green skins see how we bring death to the Emperor's enemies!"

Soshiyang held up the power sword and shouted loudly. At the same time, the Thunder Eagle also appeared above his head and slowly descended.

"For the Emperor, destroy them!"

When the greens saw the huge iron humans, each of them let out a terrible howl towards war:

“Waaaaagh!”

As the distance approaches, various thrown objects begin to fall into the storm of the Astral Knights—including but not limited to stones, branches, shit and screaming farts.

As the Sikaran battle tanks and the Land Raiders made harsh sounds and stopped urgently, the Space Marines rushed into the valley and fell into a storm full of pungent smoke.

The battle quickly expanded to the entire valley, with rockets and shells constantly hitting Oak positions, and various armors washed the ground with metal storms, creating a terrifying scene of death.

The rapid-fire cannon of the Sikaran combat tank can create hundreds of corpses in one round of shooting.

As the ground was in full swing, a thunder eagle also flew over the sky, and the airborne artillery sprayed out bursts of fire like a salute to the emperor's angels.

The airborne cannons on the Storm Crow's gunboat burst into intermittently, and beams of laser light cut into the valley, descending on the green-skinned heads and burning them in groups.

Later, the thunder eagle flew into the center of the green-skinned group and set up a gathering point in the center of the enemy's front.

Accompanied by a muffled sound of metal collision and hissing of gas, the Thunder Eagle hatch suddenly opened, and Soshiyang jumped off the ramp, the Holy Flame Sword turned into a phantom as it danced rapidly, and the explosive pistol was also fired continuously.

Talos followed him, jumped to the ground below the Thunder Eagle and began to calmly look around the surroundings, then raised his hands to launch a concerto of war...

The third company commander Mark appeared.

The weight of the Terminator armor directly crushed the rocks when it landed, and then the Terminator team followed.

The vanguard troops burst out with powerful firepower. The Terminators, who were far taller than the greenskin, splashed bullets with their automatic cannons, and the storm bomb gun fired a bomb, and engulfed the approaching greenskin with chemical flames.

The aliens wailed and screamed, wrapped in flames and ran around everywhere, but were immediately shot dead by the artillery fire of the weapon slaves on the Thunder Eagle.

The surprise infiltration of the center of the position was beyond the expectations of the Greenskins. Even some teams that were charging towards the frontal forces of the Astral Knights stopped in confusion. Some even turned around and charged again towards their compatriots, pushing each other frantically to try to take the lead in fighting with the enemy.

For a while, they seemed to be killing each other. The small army of the Knights of the Star Realm immediately seized this advantage and advanced towards the green sea, attacking and stabbing the enemy's heart like a spear.

At the same time, the Thunder Eagle returned to the air, hovering on the battlefield, and efficiently exerted the power of laser cannons in the narrow space of the valley.

Below, the Terminator stands firmly against the rushing waves, reducing the number of greenskins with continuous heavy firepower and simple and powerful melee attacks.

Soshiyan and Talos destroyed the green skins that surrounded them like their pockets with extremely cruelty and superb skills. Soshiyan only used the Holy Flame Sword and fist to donate the emperor's kindness, while Talos destroyed the enemy at a distance as much as possible, and threw grenades at the dense areas of the beasts at the right time.

In this kind of battle, Soshiyan felt the vitality that he had not seen in several years.

Just like a dance, he blocked the attack of the machete with one hand, and held the Holy Flame Sword with the other hand and stabbed the disgusting green-skinned ears, sank into the hilt of the sword.

The various non-human screams and roars produced by the battle gradually faded out of the faint hearing, replaced by a single syllable that was more beautiful than the strongest in my mind, and the sound gradually superimposed into a chorus, and the light spreads over his soul and renders all the movements around him, making them look clumsy and slow.

Soshiyang killed unprecedentedly efficiently, and cleanly cut off his limbs with his sword, smashing his fists at every fragile and vulnerable part of the enemy's body.

The artillery fire continued to explode around, kicking a headless corpse away with one kick. He turned around and stabbed the sword into another big roaring mouth, then held the hilt with both hands and slashed it into an arc, so as to try to approach him from three directions, six green skins that were ripping their stomachs.

Behind him, Soshyan could feel every time Talos shot, the two men cut out a gradually deeper path in the group of beasts, and became further and further away from the Terminator Squad.

"Let them shed the last drop of blood! Use their blood to irrigate the earth!"


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