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Chapter 207 Thunder and Legion

Primarch?

The UNSC elites affiliated with the Special Command have never heard of this term.

Not to mention the looming wave before, which was harmless to them but could kill half of the demons in the blink of an eye. It was an attack method that they had never even thought of.

But to be honest, the mental endurance of the elites who fought their way out of the demonic siege has been greatly improved. It seems...

Even if someone told them that hell is real, they wouldn't be too surprised.

"Roar!"

The demons standing in the tunnel barely stopped trembling. In order to regain their confidence, they continued to attack the small defense line.

"guys!"

Seeing that the demon seemed to be venting its fear on them as novices, the lieutenant immediately replaced the commander-type pulse rifle in his hand with a full magazine and yelled at his subordinates:

"You all heard that support has arrived! No need to save ammunition! Let those ugly guys know that we are not easy to bully!"

"Huha!" the elites roared in response with high morale.

As the lieutenant said, the defense line that seemed to be in danger before and was about to be overwhelmed by the demons was because the elites could not pull the trigger as they pleased.

Now…

"Tap-tat-tat!" The pulse firearm spat out the fire snake unscrupulously.

I saw that the two machine gunners among the elite were even too lazy to engage in long and short bursts of fire to carry out so-called fire suppression. Now they only needed to think about firing empty drums.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

As the gunshots rang out, the devil's side was naturally filled with blood, stumps and pieces of meat flying everywhere, and the pressure on them to attack the defense line increased.

Even if they know how to use the MA series rifles and try to suppress reverse firepower, the effect is minimal.

Demons holding firearms will be taken care of by the elites, not to mention that the MA series cannot effectively attack the equipment of the elites.

Shirley, who was on the defensive line, also ignored the ammunition problem and tried her best to help kill the demons.

But at this time, she was not as calm as the well-informed Leon.

Because Leon told her not long ago that if the Astartes responded to support, it means that the anomaly the intelligence agent faced was at least Hera level (third).

Before setting off to Mars, Shirley never expected that she would be able to participate in a Hera-level incident as a fledgling.

Soon, a transport plane painted mainly in black with red and gold as embellishments passed through the air valve and entered the parking port where they were located.

This transport aircraft is larger than all the Fishing Gulls, is more compact overall, has narrow and short wings, and has the ability to change sweep.

Different from the door layout of most transport aircraft, the door of this transport aircraft is installed on the nose, and there is a large-caliber non-rotatable "cannon" above the cabin.

Seeing another transport plane entering the parking port, the survivors standing on the tarmac vacated their seats very wisely.

Immediately afterwards, the transport aircraft deployed its landing gear for landing, stopped, and lowered the nose door to allow the "combatants" on board to leave the cabin.

"Boom, boom!"

With the unique heavy footsteps of the magnetic boots, a group of Astartes wearing Mjolnir IIIs with similar colors to the transport aircraft and holding various types of bolt rifles poured out of the cabin and appeared in the sight of the survivors.

!!!

This group of Astartes ignored the confused and shocked survivors and rushed to the landing port platform. They also ignored the UNSC elite who had a similar reaction to the survivors.

The Astartes wordlessly stepped forward, past the elite defense line, and finally stopped at the entrance and exit of the tunnel.

No elite would be stupid enough to say "Hey! You're blocking us!".

The elites didn't understand what Mjolnir III was, but looking at those cannon-caliber bolters, the elites knew that the Astartes would take care of everything.

Seeing a group of giants blocking the entrance and exit, the demons' attack was halted. However, these giants did not give the demons much time to think, and they ushered in a barrage attack that was more terrifying than a shellless pulse bomb...

"嘡嘡嘡!"

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The .75cal standard bolter can easily tear apart and destroy the demon's body. There is no need for the Astartes to replace special types of bolters such as "Viper" and "Storm".

"Hoo...ho..."

The wails of demons filled the tunnel, and there was no longer the same momentum as before, and fear once again filled the air among them.

With just one salvo, the demons were wiped out by the Astartes.

"Dong, dong...Pah! Pah!"

But the Astartes stepped forward again, stepping on the demon's blood and flesh, and continued to penetrate deep into Deimos to clean up.

That transport plane, which looks as rugged as Mjolnir III, is actually a Thunder transport plane belonging to the Thutmose Legion. It is the Astartes' exclusive transport plane and can carry forty fully armed Astartes.

The biggest difference between the Thunder and the traditional Yuguo, or all transport aircraft, is that it has the ability to "jump gangs".

It is made of α-type titanium alloy with the strength of the hull, and is equipped with a hot melt cannon directly powered by a small nuclear fusion reactor, which is a large-caliber cannon that cannot rotate on the top of the cabin.

With the strength of a battleship, coupled with the melta cannon that can "burn through" everything, the Thunder type, as its name suggests, can carry Astartes to carry out thunderous gang-hopping battles against enemy battleships or space stations.

Of course, because of this, her cost is also the "Oiran" among all transport aircraft. Currently, only a small amount is allocated to the Astartes Legion, and only the Astartes can bring out the maximum value of the Thunder.

As for the Astartes Legion led by the ten primarchs, their size and number did not reach the level of a legion.

After all, it takes at least two years for a person to become a true Astartes, starting from the time the adapter is implanted in the G gland, to the time he matures and undergoes the final 25 surgeries.

Moreover, it is already a very high threshold to select adapters suitable for age groups and genes from all human beings.

Until now, among Umbrella's ten legions, leaving aside ordinary humans such as auxiliary ground crews and pilots, the total number of Astartes is still less than a thousand, more than 700.

However, as the base of Astartes increases, the speed of scale expansion also increases.

Among the ten legions, seven are temporarily stationed on the seven Goshawk-class heavy frigates belonging to Umbrella, two are distributed on the moon and Mars, and the Dark Angels led by Leon are deployed on Sui Bian's flagship Griffin

superior.

The ones deployed on Mars were the Thutmose Legion led by Magnus.

The tunnel entrance and exit at this time.

"Sir..." Looking at the back of Astartes who was gradually moving away, Shirley stood up slowly and couldn't help but sigh to Leon next to her:

"Astartes is indeed as taciturn and efficient as the rumors say..."

Leon, who also stood up, put his gun back into his holster, shrugged, and said nothing to Shirley.

You must know that one-third of all the support called by Leon were responded by the Astartes led by the original body.

Who makes his system special? I don't know if his luck is good or bad. Anyway, the probability of investigating high-risk anomalies is far beyond what others imagine.

Leon has long been used to it.


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