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Chapter 1498 Lunar War Ten

"Calm down, Aparisha!"

"I didn't lose control, lieutenant." Apalixia gasped in the communication channel. He still waved the sword in his hand, cutting open the deformed body in front of him. Such strenuous exercise could not make him feel tired. As long as the power armor

The nutrient input device inside can be used, and the genetically modified warrior can fight for hundreds or thousands of hours without rest. He only feels anger now, and he is enduring the anger. "Your mission."

"We have not been invaded. The communication interruption of the Archaeopteryx team is because this airtight door and the wall here have a signal blocking function. This is to prevent someone from manipulating the equipment here through radio signals. The ones who locked the door are the mutants here.

Witch, the mutants here have higher authority, we don't know much about this system." Adjutant Nelson said in a tone that could freeze people into ice cubes, "If you can put down your sword now, take care of your bolter.

, then I will be grateful."

"Mars technicians investigated the dormant system... It was indeed an artificial intelligence, but it could not meet the prohibition standards and was completely different from the standard code used by Attilan. However, they still uploaded a program to prevent the system from fully waking up.

, because that program controls a spacecraft, a starship more than ten kilometers long, and that ship is now embedded in the middle of the Attilan base, and may make an emergency escape at any time!" Adjutant Nelson used a neural interface to transmit electrical signals.

, the arm mechanical prosthesis converted it into specific instructions, and put the universal data interface into the space under the metal arm. He originally did not want to take on this job, he is an experienced warrior, but Aparisha does need a

A technician. You don’t need to have powerful skills, you just need to know how to use the tools. “Do you have any clues about the alien witch?”

"Brothers' tactical eyepieces recorded images."

"Okay, upload it to me on the communication link. There is also the video communication video of the scout. We have to plan the next attack."

Adjutant Nelson walked out of the control room and skillfully arranged for his team members to lay anti-personnel mines in the passage. He then uploaded the mine location markers to the combat system and manually turned off the control authority to prevent his own personnel from accidentally touching them after the battle. Although it was an anti-personnel mine, it was

In fact, the function is still closer to the anti-armor target. They should be extremely vigilant against every enemy in Attilan Base and never leave them a chance to survive.

About thirty seconds later, Adjutant Nelson walked through the charred and broken dark passage and walked to Aparisha. The latter was currently bathing in the blood of the Inhumans, and where the emergency lights were barely illuminated, one could still see the water dripping from the ceiling.

Blood was dripping down, and the floor was soaked with blood and internal organs. It was so slippery that it was impossible to stand firmly without using the magnetic function and the posture compensation function of the power armor.

"How many did you kill? These fragments are too small, I can't count them." Adjutant Nelson stared closely at the soldier compressed into a small ball on the ground. That was not an illusion, it was a victim of witchcraft. The alien witch did not

He was able to dig out their memories and killed their brothers in front of them. Randolph, a brave warrior, had killed more than a dozen wizards, hundreds of snake people and countless cultists.

It's a pity that Randolph's war has come to an end. "Let's get out of this stinky place quickly."

"Haha. It's so funny. Isn't there still half of the body over there?" Apalisha laughed dryly, "The shield unit and water plant in the white room are two kilometers away. I bet with a bomb.

There are definitely no less than fifty mutants, and at least one wizard."

The intensity and weirdness of this battle far exceeded the wars they had experienced - there were enemies everywhere they looked, and sometimes they didn't even know which phenomena were the abilities of which enemy. Fortunately, with the appearance of the enemies they encountered,

Gradually fixed, the degree of genetic variation and epigenetic characteristics gradually converge, and the abilities of enemies are no longer diverse. The Kimilian clan with long white skulls has slender limbs but powerful mental abilities, and the leader is usually a wizard; the ghost clan with lizard appearance is extremely strong

They are not even inferior to genetically modified warriors. Their sharp claws can even cut through metal, and their outer skin can deflect the impact of live ammunition. In each encounter, the enemy's organization level has obviously improved - no matter how slow the Inhumans are,

You should have realized it. The attack route of the assault team is very conspicuous. When important facilities fall one by one, even an idiot will realize their next attack plan.

"Remember what was said in the combat meeting? This battle may last more than two days. We must maintain high-intensity operations and clear out all targets that do not meet subhuman standards, such as the alien witch we encountered before. As for the look-alike

If it's human, then leave it to the Praetorian Order, the Genetic Research Laboratory and the Karma Taj Psychic Academy to judge. I like this decision, it can save a lot of time." Adjutant Nelson checked his bolt rifle.

He has only used two magazines from the beginning of the battle, but for other knights, the ammunition consumption has exceeded 60%. After all, with abundant firepower and the ability to fire bullets without missing a beat, knights can create invincible weapons.

offensive advantage.

That's how they got here. With two assault teams totaling forty people (five people were damaged in the battle, and thirty-five people remained), and a ten-person reconnaissance team, they cleared more than forty-two floors, including wizards and superpowers.

mutants such as the mutants, faced with a variety of completely unseen technologies and magic, and the various damages on the power armor are proof of their battles.

But in this base, there is very little room for fire support troops to perform, so most of the second battle group is armored. If possible, Adjutant Nelson would not mind using heavy artillery or rockets to attack the target area first, but the firepower

The heavy artillery of the support troops can only attack the upper level of the Attilan base, compressing the mutants' space for movement, and using flames to squeeze those creatures into their gun muzzles.

The Second Battle Group has begun to control transportation equipment such as industrial elevators, and they can receive more support.

But this is far from enough.

Nelson ejected two explosive bombs from the magazine and handed them to Apalisha, who took them and stuffed them into the magazine.

Now they have to kill room after room, passage after passage, until all threats are eliminated. They can only rely on the melta warheads of individual missiles to destroy high-value and high-protection targets, and the firepower density has dropped directly by several

Level. If they can call on a few armored vehicles, their job will be much easier. Currently, only armored forces can keep up with them and complete the task of delaying the enemy's counterattack. Adjutant Nelson can imagine the spire of Attilan Base burning with flames

He felt like he could feel melta warheads melting metal supports, ground-penetrating bombs blasting through concrete, and everything the mutants had built using sorcery and alien technology. Although the burning tower collapsed, they were buried together in the ruins.

below, and finally turned into ashes on the moon.

It felt good, but he still pulled himself out of the carnage fantasy.

War requires reason, fighting requires anger.

"I suggest that supplies be carried out before moving forward. The Second Battle Group has set up supply points and safe routes. We can call in transport drones to deliver ammunition. Now that the enemy is ready to respond, I suggest that the plan be updated.

A few minor modifications - from the beginning of the campaign until now, we are converging into a thrusting sword, but the sword is not sharp enough. A weapon that cannot split armor is worthless - to allow armored forces to delay the attack on water plants

Attack and defend, and then attack the core of the shield with us. I believe that the two forces operating together will make the speed much faster. We need more powerful firepower and more flamethrowers. If we can't control there,

Then no one can get those facilities." He said, "Malcolm is coming soon, and he will participate in the final battle. I know you don't have a good relationship with him, but I hope you can not give it to him when you are simple.

Come and punch me."

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