On the edge of the asteroid belt, the naval battle between the black ship and the orc pirates continues.
The Orcs' assault ship is on the verge of disintegration under the continuous powerful attacks of the black ship.
The reinforced armor belt on the front of the ship has been completely opened.
The originally curved keel and strange equipment turned into a molten mass under the baptism of the macro cannon, and the original appearance was unclear.
Orcs were constantly being thrown out of the huge wounds on the ship.
Most of them died, and the few survivors of the bombardment also quickly became stiff due to hypothermia after being sucked into space by atmospheric pressure.
At this point in the fierce artillery battle, the assault ship no longer had any weapons capable of functioning normally and counterattacking the black ship.
The assault ship, which could not even maintain internal gravity and air pressure, lost all active operations after the bridge was also hit.
The assault ship couldn't see any signs of life. Only the engine wake that was still spraying proved that there were still survivors.
The situation on the black ship is equally tragic.
Only two of the seven macrocannons on the side weapon array are still pouring their anger on the opponent relentlessly.
As for the remaining five macro cannons, the fate of the gun crews working in them has been revealed with silence.
The entire starboard side of the black ship was damaged and scarred in many places.
Get rid of those Ork assault boats that were stuck on the armor belt waiting to die because they failed to activate the melta weapons in time.
At least seven more assault boats successfully broke through the black ship's external armor and landed successfully.
And since the orcs never have a designated number of passengers, Calvin really doesn't know how many orcs have arrived on the ship.
In the middle of the ship's hull, the Black Ship Guards and Marines are relying on fortifications and ammunition storage points dispersed in advance to resist the spread of the orcs.
However, after landing at the ammunition depot and discovering that the orcs who had been defeated arrived, how long they can hold on is an unknown and not optimistic question.
On the huge elevator, under the dim light, Calvin was leading his Gray Knights towards the engine room under the bridge.
Real-time information from the bridge showed that there were at least two damage points in the outer armor of the black ship's engine room.
But there was only one company of mortal troops defending there.
"Captain, report your situation" Calvin's calm voice asked through the communicator.
In fact, there is no need for a reply from the other party. The war cry and the sound of artillery fire coming from the communicator have already explained the other party's embarrassment and crisis.
"There are too many orcs! All our first-line preset positions have been lost! The company's casualties are okay! We are now resisting on the second-line position! We have caused casualties to the opponent! But we can't stop them! We need support! We need it
Support!"
"Calm down! Captain. Our support will arrive within five minutes."
Calvin turned off the communicator, and the captain's voice was cut off.
But the sound of gunfire in the distance has passed through the corridors and reached the ears of the Gray Knights.
"They lack the weapons to stop them. Laser guns alone can't stop these lunatics." Golden's voice came from behind him.
"Speed up, clean up this place and we have to go to the fuel room."
The pace of the Gray Knights began to slowly increase, and accelerated to the speed of a charge before the corner of the last passage separated from the orcs came.
As soon as they turned the corner, Calvin's vision suddenly became brighter.
At the end of a wide cargo passage, the mortal troops' temporary positions were filled with guns and artillery fire, which were pouring fiercely on the orcs in front of them.
But as Golden said, the shortcomings of abandoning physical ammunition and choosing standard laser weapons are most vividly exposed in the context of the enemy.
Unless a laser gun used by an individual soldier without the ability to resist hits the head, it will not be able to stop the orcs' frenzied charge.
A small number of logging guns and twin heavy laser guns also opened fire and became precise targets for the opponent's Boom Boy and Psychic Boy.
At the cost of only a small number of attrition, the orcs' charge wave has already approached the front line of the position.
Under Calvin's superhuman dynamic vision, he had already seen some mortal soldiers on the distant position who were unable to retreat reaching for the grenades on his waist.
"Right!" Calvin shouted loudly. After receiving the instruction, Golden immediately led his Gray Knights to pour firepower towards the back of the orcs on the right.
Under the fixed-point strike of the twin heavy bolters, the crew and energy core of the ancient giant garbage that had just charged with the firepower of the mortal troops were instantly detonated.
The huge explosion directly wiped out all the orc boys near it.
Even the slashing boys who had already entered into hand-to-hand combat in the distance looked back at the loud sound.
The momentum of the entire charge came to a halt.
Calvin on the left was not idle either. After giving the free fire command through the communicator, he no longer paid attention to the Sinners team behind him.
The professional quality brought by the other party's specialized training in long-range firepower is worthy of his trust.
He dragged the heavy power war hammer with one hand and strode towards the Bang Bang boys who had turned around and launched a death charge.
A psychic kid in the distance discovered Calvin's threat.
Along with its strange jumping and screaming, bright arcs of electricity are flashing in its brain grooves exposed under the transparent crystal.
During the charge, Calvin also sensed the rapid accumulation of extremely unstable spiritual energy.
The eyes he looked at each other lit up with blue light in the next moment.
"In the name of the Emperor!" He shouted loudly, and his free right hand pointed at the opponent along with the violent power in his body.
A bright bolt of lightning instantly spanned half of the battlefield, crushing and evaporating all the unlucky orcs between Calvin and the psychic boy, and detonating the critical dangerous power of the other party first.
For a time, the entire battlefield's attention was attracted by this powerful blow, and the mortal officers in the distance finally noticed the arrival of reinforcements.
"The Emperor's blessing!" He murmured, and his whole body went limp after the intense adrenaline exerted itself.
He was so close to firing the melta bomb that had been allocated on his waist in a desperate situation.
And this situation was by no means just for him, the morale of all the mortal soldiers on the entire position was re-boosted by the news of the arrival of reinforcements.
They regained hope and focused their attention on how to clean up the heretics in front of them, instead of thinking about how to sacrifice themselves together to offer their final loyalty to the emperor.
Calvin, who was running non-stop, had reached the end of his charge.
The Holy Shield force field on his right shoulder blocked the fire he suffered during the final stretch of the charge.
When his huge body, which is considered a big one among orcs, rushed in front of these bang bang boys at a speed of 100 meters and six seconds.
Even the heartless orcs were stunned by the huge kinetic energy and the visual impact it brought.
Calvin will not pay attention to their thoughts, let alone give them any mercy.
With the full output of his own strange strength and electromagnetic muscles, his left hand swung the warhammer dragged behind him in front of him.
Poof~hiss!
A scarlet rain of blood fell from in front of Calvin, and the thin spurts of blood spilled out in front of him in a radiating pattern.
Under the swing of his war hammer, the upper bodies of all the Bang Bang boys in the half circle in front of him were shattered by this powerful blow.
Under the dual blessing of the decomposition force field and psychic energy, the upper body parts of these Bang Bang boys were not even preserved, and they were all reduced to components of this blood line.
It was only then that the leader of this group of invading orcs, a dirty gun boss wearing a navy cap that he didn't know where he came from, had just come to his senses.
Born in the Eyue Clan, he is not one of those silly boys who can only do waaaaahh. The luminous metal fragments hanging on his body prove his combat effectiveness and also illustrate his rich experience.
He understood his situation immediately.
Most of my boys are already dead, but the silver cans of shrimps have just arrived.
The new canned shrimps are obviously very good at beating, and the large can opposite looks very difficult to mess with...
He decided to run away! Second brother is on top! The orcs who know how to run away are the cunning and good orcs!
There are still so many hidden teeth at home! I haven’t gotten the new bang bang back from the technician guy next door!
The new clothes that I have never worn are still hidden on the roof of my tent, and no one knows about it except my own fart!
We can't just give other orcs a cheap price! The dirty gun boss wants to go home! No one can stop him!
But he definitely won’t be able to walk like this, he has to create a very big waaaahh!
He instantly turned his attention to the huge pipeline at the door of the engine room next to him. If the big bomb in his hand could collapse this thing, the shrimps would definitely not have the energy to take care of him!
Having figured it out, the dirty gun boss looked at the few boys around him and pointed the gun in his hand in the direction of the Gray Knights.
"Hold on! Hold on! Brothers, follow me!"
Then, after this group of boys screamed and charged towards the Gray Knights, they stretched out the big bangbeng in their hands towards the pipe that was deliberately painted red...
"If you click this, you will go home and never come out again. The technician next door has good skills. You can take him as your younger brother. He invests and the boy makes bang bang. Then the back teeth are not as much as you need..." p>
The dirty gun boss looked at the bomb in his hand with a smile on his face, thinking about his future life.
A big silver hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed the boss's wrist. At the same time, it also woke up the dirty gun boss from his reverie.
He raised his head and looked confusedly at Calvin, who had teleported from afar at some point, and continued to stretch his hand toward the nearby pipe.
Unfortunately, under Calvin's restraint, his hand did not move at all.
"I..."
At this moment, Dirty Gun Boss suddenly remembered a lot of things:
From when it was born, it struggled to climb out of the strain that gave birth to it, to when it first got its own teeth;
From the first time it got a bang for its own sake, to when it was kicked out of the clan for being too stingy, it wandered all the way to a pirate ship in the Rust Belt.
"Are you going to die? I really don't know what it's like to deal with Brother Mao. I don't know if my family's teeth are better than that kid..."
With the sound of the collision of a warhammer and a skull, this old orc who had been happily waaaaahh for a lifetime was finally sent by Calvin to meet their second brother Gomao.