nycdaug Chapter 684 Waaagh Gate
Chapter 684 Waaagh Gate
Chapter 684 Waaagh Gate
The Battle Moon finally stopped trembling.
The battle on the moon's surface had basically ended. Most of the weapons arrays on the moon were no longer firing, including the most terrifying gravity weapons. But throughout the interior, the Space Marines were still fighting desperate close-range battles with groups of green monsters. They cleared the caves one by one and destroyed the orc mechanical equipment in the caves. But the number of orcs did not decrease at all, and they continued to pour out.
After more than ten hours of fierce fighting, the battle moon had been paralyzed above the Endin hive world. The interim goal set by Fu Qinghai had been achieved, and the hive world had finally avoided the fate of being destroyed. But then, as the Space Marines continued to go deeper into the interior of the satellite, the advancement was not as smooth as at the beginning of the boarding, and became very difficult.
There were more and more orcs, and the green tide was endless, as if they could never be killed. Whenever the Space Marines captured a passage or a cave, the orcs would immediately launch a crazy counterattack with a force ten or even a hundred times greater than that of the Space Marines. The Space Marines could only be forced to retreat and give up the cave they had just occupied, or leave a few hot melt bombs to completely blow up the passage.
The battle had now reached a stalemate, turning into a repeated tug-of-war over passages and caves. The White Scars' speed advantage was gradually being exhausted, and the Space Marines were dragged into the complex cave system inside the satellite. This kind of stalemate and consumption was something no one wanted to see - because even if the legion was reorganized, the Space Marines still had no advantage in manpower over the Orks.
At this time, seven chapter leaders gathered in a temporary command center. Their power armors were covered with crisscrossing scratches of varying depths and burnt black from explosions, as well as layers of blood scabs formed from repeated drying and splashing of blood.
Apparently just got back from the front.
Through the crude holographic images transmitted to the portable auspicious instrument through the probe eyes of the servoskull, Fu Qinghai, Mandulatu and Bao Shulige saw that the "Orc Gate" was in operation - many of the rescued human captives mentioned this giant green fire gate hidden deep in the satellite in their oral accounts.
The servoskull peered down from a window in the cave's ceiling. The angle was odd, and the image was covered in a fuzzy, fading brown streak, but the poor quality of the image couldn't disguise the sheer scale of what they were seeing.
The orcs had carved out a vast cavern five kilometers wide to house it. Strange machines were embedded in the walls, crackling with overloaded energy. Inside the circle of machines, piles of crates, waste bags, and power equipment occupied the flat gravel floor. Thick cables snaked through the materials piled on the ground, connecting the door to the machines.
The gate itself was made of three metal corners, as tall as a Warmaster Titan, curving up from a rough platform and hanging several meters above the cave floor. A dense network of cables, chains, and clamps of varying thicknesses held the gate in place in the center of the cave. Even so, they swayed, disturbed by the energy contained within them.
The dancing light jumped in the center of the gate. Every few minutes, the light would become brighter, almost illuminating the fangs of the surrounding orcs. Then another group of green orcs with thick shoulders and fangs stepped onto the platform with weapons raised and howling, eager to engage in a battle.
"The Battle Moon is not as simple as we thought. No wonder the attacked planet was so easily submerged. The Battle Moon is just a bridgehead, not a base camp. The Orcs use the Battle Moon as a frontline fulcrum to deploy troops across endless distances. This is more efficient than any navigation technology."
Mandulatu Khan said in a deep voice.
"Where did they learn this technique?"
Targujin Khan waved his hand and cursed:
"Every time we meet, we discover more. Is there no limit to their ingenuity?"
“We’ve never seen anything like this before.”
The Chief Storm Prophet stroked his beard:
“What exactly has changed?”
"It is said that the Eldar have something similar, a warp network that allows their scattered worlds to communicate. I suspect that the Orks' mastery of gravity science and teleportation may have something to do with this, and that the Orks have cracked the secrets of the Eldar."
A technical sergeant put forward his conjecture.
"Webway?"
Fu Qinghai was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head:
"Not quite like the Webway."
"Anyway, it's fucked up that this capability is in the hands of the Orks. The Orks are like an epidemic, and these machines will make it worse. I guess that's how the 'Beasts' were able to quickly capture so many Imperial worlds in a short period of time."
The other Chapter Master said as he clenched his fists.
"Where is the other side of the gate? Can we capture this gate and then control it to reach the orcs' lair in reverse? In this way, we can understand the birthplace of this Waaagh and put an end to this green plague once and for all!"
The Berserker Chapter Master said with great fighting spirit.
"No, I don't agree."
Fu Qinghai immediately shook his head to express his disapproval.
What's on the other side of the gate?
Others don't know, but he knows.
That's fucking Ullanor over there!
With their current limited military strength, they want to attack Ullanor, the base camp of the beasts? It's pure dreaming. In the original novel, the human empire dared to march to Ullanor only after knowing that the Sisters of Silence could restrain the orcs' psychic field and finding a gene primarch, the Lord of Fire Dragons Vulkan Vulkan.
As they were talking, they saw another group of orcs coming out of the flashing gate. The orcs obviously had not yet discovered the servo skull that had accidentally penetrated into the core of the satellite. However, the terrain inside the satellite was complex, and the signal sent back by the servo skull was intermittent. The Space Marines also had to discuss tactics face to face, because once they were too far apart, the communication signal would be lost.
"As long as they keep the tunnels open, we cannot defeat them. Endin will become an eternal battlefield, the orcs' numbers increasing as ours decrease. This gate must close, and the battle moon must fall."
Fu Qinghai said firmly.
Having survived Fu Qinghai's initial three attacks, despite heavy losses, the Orcs did not lose their war boss - the legendary "beast" has not yet appeared, so they will not scatter and retreat completely because of a temporary failure. Now the Orcs have gained a foothold and started a crazy counterattack, trying to squeeze the Space Marines out of their battle moon bit by bit.
"What are your plans, Aoyama?"
Mandulatu looked directly at Fu Qinghai.
The first battle was a victory, and Qingshan Khan's prestige increased greatly.
"I recommend a massive Terminator assault."
Targukin also looked at Fu Qinghai and made a suggestion:
"Gather the entire legion's Terminators."
“Yes, but from multiple directions.”
Fu Qinghai squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully.
He called up a holographic image of the battle moon, moving the peek away from their auspex screens. Much of the Ork moon was mapped by the deep holoaury, but there were large areas of red shadows and a lack of detail.
"This is the largest passage from the depths of the satellite to the surface. These are the various narrow paths from the depths of the satellite to the surface. Our forces are dispersed among these paths, and we are engaged in repeated tugs of war and consumption. This is not right."
Fu Qinghai pointed to a spiral tunnel. As wide as a highway, it led from the deepest part to the surface and then came out from the widest crater. Dozens of smaller paths passed through it, filling the deeper interior space of the moon.
"We have to divert their attention."
Fu Qinghai then continued to narrate:
"Humans wage war to achieve certain results. We often say that war is an extension of politics. But this is not the case with orcs. They wage war for the sake of war itself. No matter what new tricks and technologies these orcs have mastered, they are still orcs after all. They are teleported from the other side of the galaxy, snorting and eager for war. So they will not avoid the most direct challenge."
The Chapter Masters began to think deeply after hearing this.
"Notify the front-line troops to blow up all the trails. We will not continue to fight with the orcs for these places. Notify the fleet in the rear to land the entire legion's armored forces and deploy them all in this tunnel, preparing for a decisive battle with the orcs - this is a temptation that no orc can resist."
Fu Qinghai began to carry out preliminary deployment:
Blow up all trails leading deeper into the moon.
Concentrate a large number of troops in the widest tunnel.
"Then."
Fu Qinghai suddenly changed the subject:
"We will gather all the tactical dreadnought armors of the entire legion and randomly select one of the more than 50 destroyed paths. We will use the Termite-class Tyrant Assault Drill Vehicle to reopen the passage, and the Terminators will concentrate their assault to destroy the gate."
The tactics of repairing the plank road in the open and marching through Chencang in secret are not very complicated. A feint attack from the front attracts the attention of the orcs, and then all the Terminators are concentrated to sneak around and steal the base. The key lies in the use of reverse thinking - the orcs may not think that the Space Marines who took the initiative to blow up the passage will come back to repair the passage.
The tactical plan that Fu Qinghai came up with temporarily based on the current situation was unanimously supported and resolutely implemented by all the Astartes officers present, and the legion quickly changed its strategy.
The frontline began to shrink, and at the edge of the territory controlled by each chapter, the Space Marines buried the melta bombs and began to retreat in an orderly manner. Continuous explosions were heard from deep in the moon, and as these passages were blocked by tens of thousands of tons of rock and metal, the pursuing orks were also buried in the rubble.
Space Marine landing craft shuttled between the lunar surface and the fleet. The gathering of tanks marked the beginning of the attack. Land Raiders, Predator tanks, Rhinos and Porcupines, the armored clusters of seven regiments rumbled forward through the main tunnel. Between the tanks were different types of knight mechas, the vanguard battalions from the Iron Pagoda Chapter. There were more Space Marines scattered between the tanks and knights.
It's like a decisive battle.
As expected, the Orcs took the bait.
The orcs rushed towards the advancing Space Marine armored cluster along the main passage. They also organized a large-scale armored force, including battle trucks or fart tanks made from scrapped tank chassis, brain crushers, bone crushers, chamber tearers, and intestine burners, as well as killing cans and hairy King Kongs that matched the sentinel mechas and knight mechas. There was a vast green tide between the strange vehicles.
The Space Marine armour advanced slowly and purposefully, while the Orks charged forward impatiently, the tunnels echoing with the noise of their engines and their bloodthirsty howls.
……
"Boom boom boom crackle la la..."
The Termite-class Tyrant-type dredge tanks, these two dredge weapons of the Adeptus Mechanicus are the old treasures of Master Quinto, from the Brotherhood of the Machine to the Iron Pagoda Chapter to the present. Because there are no dredge vehicles in the arsenal of the Space Marines, these two big drills have to show up from time to time.
The passage blocked by the explosion was weaker than the natural rock structure, and the drill vehicle easily broke through the rubble. When the rapidly rotating teeth crushed the stones and appeared in front of the rag pickers, the Orks were stunned and at a loss, and then the Terminators swarmed out.
Several fart monsters were smashed into pieces by the explosive bombs.
Fu Qinghai's iron boots stepped onto the ground of the passage.
When he saw that there were only a few fart spirits digging for corpses and picking up scraps in the rubble on the other side of the tunnel he had drilled through, he knew that this plan had a high probability of success - because the orcs had almost no defense against this "counterattack", and most of their attention was focused on the decisive battle with the Space Marines.
"set off!"
Fu Qinghai glanced at the bird fortune-teller and gave the order.
There were three warband leaders in charge of commanding the front battlefield, and Fu Qinghai led the other three warband leaders to conduct a surprise attack from behind. The entire legion had a total of 330 Terminators, and each warband had an average of only 30 to 40 sets of tactical dreadnought armor. The Iron Pagoda Warband had a full 100 sets of assault-type Terminator armor, and they were the main force in this surprise attack on the orc gate.
They passed through a maze of tunnels, slaughtering all the orc farms they passed through. The passages were rarely straight, and almost every battle was a close encounter. The armor of the chapter masters had just been painted, but soon it was covered with scratches and some were stained dark red. Every warrior's sword was stained with blood from the tip to the hilt, which was burned black by the powerful force field.
"It feels good."
Targujin muttered as he smashed an orc's head deep into its shoulder with his power hammer:
"Sometimes tactics require us to shoot with guns, but most of the time I prefer to see the enemy's face up close."
After saying that, he roared and swung the hammer handle to knock another orc general back two steps. Manduratu took the opportunity to cut off the opponent's hand with a knife. The orc general roared angrily, raised his bloody wrist and tried to fight back. Other terminators ended its life with storm bolters.
"Close combat saves ammunition."
Mandulatu shook off the blood line on his scimitar and said:
"I have a feeling we're going to need this ammo."
"Hurry up, we're almost there."
Fu Qinghai stood on the armored chest of a five-meter-tall heavy armored boss and reminded him, while speaking, he pulled out the Blue Fang Chain Saw Sword from the center of the big head with one hand. As he moved, the bulging eyes of the heavy armored boss under his feet twitched and kept rolling up, as if the brain and meninges were also hanging on the curved hook teeth and being pulled away together, which looked very creepy.
Mandulatu and Targukin realized very early that Qingshan was not just stronger than themselves. This young-looking "ancient warrior" was no longer a Space Marine on the same level as themselves. Facing a giant heavily armored orc covered with welded steel plates, he did not need to cooperate with anyone and could kill it alone.
They continued on, turning a corner, and the corridor led directly to the cave where the gate was. Thousands of orcs were pouring out of the burning green light. Targujin strode into the cave and chose a working machine to vent his anger. He swung his hammer and smashed its shell, the metal plates collapsed and tore apart, revealing the glittering internal structure.
"Destroy the machines! Destroy them!"
Targukin raised his power thunder hammer and roared.
Then he struck the machine in front of him with another heavy blow. This time the attack caused an explosive blockage in its progress, and flames suddenly burst out from the row of pipes on the top, followed by a puff of greasy smoke. The machine had some kind of malfunction and jammed, and a series of gears and screws broke out of the structure, making the Targu gold breastplate "clink and clang".
“Priority is given to cutting off the power supply.”
Fu Qinghai instructed the guards not to attack blindly.
He was a technical sergeant and a certified casting master on Mars. He had the most basic logical judgment on these unknown orc machines, which modules were responsible for power transmission and which parts were used to maintain operation. The Iron Pagoda Terminator swung the power lance to cut the thick cables winding on the ground, and one machine after another quickly shut down and stopped running, without wasting energy on smashing and hammering like Targukin did.
Before the orcs noticed the attackers, the Space Marines destroyed five more machines, and the green flame ring began to drift. Hearing the sound of machine failure and explosion, an orc warrior with an ugly face like a pig turned around at the edge of the platform, pointed at this side with angry eyes and roared:
"Waaaaaagh!"
Some orcs continued to rush into the tunnel to participate in the head-on battle, while others changed direction and rushed towards this new threat.
"Now is the time to use up your ammunition!"
Mandulatu raised his gun and shouted:
"First Company, fire!"
More than 40 of Manduratu's Terminator guards formed a bow with him as the center, and the rest spread out in a fan shape. The Terminators raised the storm bolters on their arms (two bolters connected side by side is a storm bolter), and the densely rotating cross-shaped flames illuminated the corner of the cave. The Terminators of other regiments also raised their assault guns and rotary guns, and the barrage of bullets of various calibers instantly enveloped the orcs.
“Thump, thump, thump, boom, boom, boom!”
Wherever the explosives hit the body, they would penetrate and explode, but the orcs stumbled forward with terrible injuries, and many of the oversized guys with prosthetics even needed two or three shots to be completely knocked down. When they encountered fierce assault gun fire, they were split in half, and the orcs either stumbled and fell or were blown to pieces. Piles of supply boxes were smashed, and the ammunition inside exploded, and fireworks burst everywhere.
The missile nest on the Terminator's head opened, and the Whirlwind missiles flew into the Ork group with a trail of smoke, exploding and tearing red holes in the green tide. The enemies rolled over the corpses of their companions, which were piled high by their own momentum, forming a circle of broken flesh at the edge of the Space Marines' attack range. But the greenskins continued to advance, and the tuk-tuk and daka guns in their hands kept firing.
The cave was filled with explosions.
Flames rolled upward between the machines.
Fu Qinghai ran towards the nearest metal corner, and the metal particles on his right arm transformed into a double-barreled hot melt cannon. He raised his right arm high and swept it across the sky. The blue flame jet melted the steel cables, chains and clamps that fixed the metal corner, like a spider web burned by flames. The metal corner suddenly fell down, and the jagged green discharge penetrated the platform, debris and machinery, causing a new round of fire and violent explosions.
"First Company, change formation!"
Mandulatu shouted loudly.
His Terminator Guards ran out of ammunition and fell back, smoothly exchanging positions with another company, without interruption in the wall of death barrage constructed by the White Scars.
Fu Qinghai and his guards rushed to the platform under the cover of other Terminators. The orcs came more densely. Fu Qinghai cut the cables on the floor. There were blazing flames everywhere. Choking black smoke with green light rolled out of the fire and moved strangely in the unstable artificial gravity of the gate. The orcs who passed through the gate would be strangely torn in half or crumpled into a ball by invisible forces.
"Keep going, keep going, the door is going to break!"
Fu Qinghai immediately yelled upon seeing this.
The gate flashed a few more times, and new orcs appeared on the platform again, but this time the time interval became longer, which seemed to indicate that there was some problem with the gate.
The new Orks roared in unison, and they pulled the triggers at the rows of Terminators. The Space Marines converged at an even pace, surrounding the Orks. The Sons of Jaghatai suffered heavy losses, but for every Space Marine that fell, more than twenty Orks died. Some Orks continued to pour into the tunnel, while others wandered around, not knowing which enemy to engage. They rushed back and forth, and finally turned back to kill.
At Manduratu's entrenchment, the second line was broken. With ammunition exhausted and no third line to replace them, the Orks climbed over their own piles of corpses and rushed into the ranks of the Space Marines in droves.
The harsh sound of weapons hitting ceramite armor announced the official meeting between Orks and Space Marines in close combat, followed by the strange sound of disintegration force fields annihilating matter, and the Space Marines wielding their power weapons to meet the enemy.
"Keep going, to the door!"
Fu Qinghai waved his sword and gave the order.
Several orcs pulled at his arms, and thick green fingers slipped from his bloody armor, and Fu Qinghai shook them off. The metal horns towered above his head, and he took out the miniature nuclear bomb that was magnetically attached to his thigh, twisted the top handle, and put it in the key position with a "snap".
Several more Iron Pagoda Terminators followed, installing their own miniature nuclear bombs or melta bombs. Fu Qinghai saw Mandulatu and Targukin's warriors doing the same thing on the smoke-filled, empty platform, and Targukin himself was tying bombs to the metal corners.
"Installed."
the Chapter Master of the Storm Lords shouted.
"Retreat! Today's work is over."
Fu Qinghai decisively issued the order to retreat:
"Start the transmission, five minutes countdown."
On the timer in the upper right corner of his eyepiece, the words "Five minutes countdown" flashed by, and time began to tick down, and everyone calibrated in sync.
This was a plan made in advance. Fu Qinghai considered that the moment the gate was destroyed, it might release huge and unstable energy, which would cause damage to his side. Therefore, he did not choose to directly launch a micro-nuclear bomb to destroy the gate, but took the approach of installing the bomb and then retreating to a safe location to avoid the impact of the gate being blown up.
On the platform, the Terminators formed a formation to face the enemy, retreating step by step in an orderly manner, slowly withdrawing from the platform and retreating to the predetermined teleportation location. The number of orcs on the platform has been greatly reduced, but there are still thousands of orcs alive, and they are still desperately attacking the Space Marines.
There are still four minutes and ten seconds until the transmission.
The door flickered again.
The last of the orcs appeared on the platform.
Through the flickering lights and dissipating mist, Fu Qinghai saw the largest orc he had ever seen. No orc warlord he had ever fought before could compare to it. It was taller than a knight mech, and the huge axe in its palm was as big as a jet bike. It wore a thick helmet on its head, and the horns on the helmet pierced the sky like a power lance. Two rows of densely packed teeth interlocked like sabers, and the red eyes flashed with wild wisdom and cunning. There were more than 30 orcs around, smaller than their leader, but also terrifying beasts.
The giant orc shouted a bunch of incomprehensible foreign languages, and the orcs who were rushing around on the platform began to gather together, organize their formations in an orderly manner, and launch a counterattack again.
"For the Emperor's sake, what is that?"
Targukin was shocked when he saw this and asked:
"Is that the 'beast' itself?"
"Whatever it is..."
Mandulatu struggled to pull back the scimitar:
"We must find a way to retreat!"
As the giant orc slowly walked down the stairs, the orcs' attack power suddenly increased. A group of burly and fully armed bodyguards followed behind it with a swagger, their armor and weapons revealing a sense of brutality.
As they stepped off the platform, more orcs appeared behind them. Some of the orcs held high flagpoles with a "fist holding a wrench" pattern painted on the front. These orcs all wore harnesses and aprons, and the pockets of the aprons were filled with a variety of different tools, both tools and weapons.
They ran across the platform, leaping down from both sides, and rushed towards the smoking and burning machines, followed closely by a string of fart assistants. The giant orc in the lead roared and gestured, pointing to the most damaged part of the gate.
At the same time, a large number of orcs began to retreat on their own initiative, forming a cordon to block the Space Marines from reaching these machines. Behind this crowded green tide defense line, the green-skinned technician boy squatted down and began to work intensively.
“They are repairing the machine.”
Mandulatu pointed over there and shouted.
"They're still defusing bombs."
Targukin also reminded with a gloomy face.
"Leave them alone!"
Fu Qinghai glanced and then looked away.
A powerful pressure and terrifying aura that seemed to be tangible enveloped him, forcing him to be unable to divert his attention to see what the technicians were doing. He had to be fully alert and focused on facing the black shadow that was constantly approaching in front of him.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
The ground beneath his feet was shaking regularly. After the giant orc had assigned the tasks, he turned around and strode towards this side. His bloodthirsty eyes were fixed directly on Fu Qinghai, and the giant axe in his hand was spinning with ease. Based on some wild intuition, the giant orc saw at a glance who was the real leader among this group of space warriors.
Fu Qinghai glanced at the upper right corner of his vision.
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The orcs were still attacking the Space Marines. Fu Qinghai swung the Blue Blade to sweep across the orcs in front of him. Every time he swung the blade, he cut a row of orcs in half. The slaughter of orcs was as smooth and unimpeded as a sickle harvesting seedlings. Driven by the crowded green tide behind them and their own desire to fight, the remaining orcs continued to rush forward, stepping on the bodies of their fallen comrades.
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The Terminators' defensive circle was shrinking. Although they had thick armor and sharp weapons, they were far behind in numbers, and the green tide was like a wave hitting the steel reef.
The giant orc raised its axe high and then chopped it down hard in the air, with the tip of the axe blade pointing directly at Fu Qinghai.
"What is your name, human?"
The giant beast uttered clear and fluent Low Gothic, and its low tone was like a muffled thunder passing through the cave.
"Qingshan Khan."
Fu Qinghai killed the last opponent, shook off the blood dripping from the blade, stared at the giant orc and asked:
"Are you 'the beast'?"
"Humph."
The giant orc raised his mouth and showed his fangs:
"I will remember your name, human warrior."
Neither admit nor deny.
So is it a beast?
The giant orc lowered his head and took a heavy step, charging towards the Space Marines. His pace was not fast, but each step could cover a distance of several meters. His bodyguards followed behind him and ran at full speed to form an arrow. Fu Qinghai, who held a knife and a sword in each hand, put away the Blue Blade and changed to holding the Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword with both hands. He stood firmly on his feet, gathered his mind, and prepared to fight.
Those Space Marines who still had some ammunition opened fire first, with bolts and bullets of different calibers piercing through the heavy multi-layered armor of the behemoths, blasting out green flesh on the granite-like muscles. However, the giant orcs continued to charge forward as if they had no sense of pain, striding in front of the Space Marines' line and sweeping across with their greataxes.
"Oh!"
The raw, pure, surging power of the Orks penetrated directly through the reinforced ceramic-steel composite armor. The "squeaking" sound of the metal's violent deformation pierced the eardrums and only lasted for a moment. Then the Terminators in the front row flew in all directions like bowling balls hit by a dump truck.
The giant orc raised his other hand and pressed down hard. The square and powerful claw blades squeaked through the hard metal, cutting off the Space Marine's head and limbs. He grabbed another Terminator with one hand and crushed the Space Marine's reinforced chest plate with his grip alone, pressing his face into a puff of blood mist.
The orc leader held a Space Marine in tactical dreadnought armor in his hand and smashed it up and down, shaking the earth with its furious hammering. It threw the broken warrior out, knocked down the other two Space Marines who rushed up, raised its feet to stomp the ground, raised its head and let out a deafening roar:
"Waaaaaaagh... BANG!"
A miniature nuclear bomb exploded in front of him.
The giant orc was interrupted in the middle of his roar, and his mouth was covered with the impact of the explosion and the hot radiation. Fu Qinghai originally aimed at its open mouth to launch a nuclear bomb, but the giant orc reacted very quickly and instantly leaned back to avoid the explosion of the micro-nuclear bomb. Despite this, his hideous green face was still charred, cracked, and bleeding, and the visor of his helmet was dented.
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"Wow!"
The mechanical deformation behind Fu Qinghai unfolded a pair of metal wings, which lifted him off the ground. Fu Qinghai held the Blue Fang tightly in both hands and flew towards the giant beast, which was almost three times his height and wider than a heavy tank.
The orc leader raised his hand and wiped his face. The charred and carbonized flesh and blood fell like rain, and new green flesh and blood was growing. With his other hand, he held the huge axe and swept it casually, like driving away an annoying fly.
Fu Qinghai's iron wings rotated and easily avoided the sweep, but he didn't expect it was just a feint by the cunning orc. After sweeping, he immediately stepped forward and lowered his shoulders to hit. The wall-like shoulder armor appeared in front of him in an instant, and Fu Qinghai fell backwards with stars in his eyes. The giant beast swung the axe again, and the upright weapon was flying down at the speed of a comet.
Fu Qinghai reacted and used his flexibility to the limit, twisting his body and holding the sword horizontally above his head to block. The Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword collided with the cruel axe, making a loud bang. The axe blade exploded into hot fragments, and several cracks spread inward along the middle gap "crackling", but the Blue Fang was completely intact, without a single tooth broken, and it was still spinning.
But the force of this blow was so great that Fu Qinghai fell to the ground from midair. The fragments of the axe blade hit the breastplate, and the huge impact made his whole body tremble. When he stood up from the pit with the sword, he looked down and found that the metal relief of the lightning eagle wings on his chest had been crushed, and the power armor seemed to be made of soft lead.
The metal particles on the chest began to wriggle.
The power armor was repaired quickly.
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The giant orc looked at the broken axe in his hand with some confusion, threw it aside, pulled out two smaller axes from his belt, stomped the ground with the axes in both hands, charged forward in the rain of bullets, and rushed towards Fu Qinghai again.
This orc not only possesses unrivaled strength and bottomless stamina, but also incredible agility and consummate skills. He occasionally displays the unique cunning and cunning of the greenskins. He has absolutely no shortcomings.
The double axes left blurry afterimages when they were swung, just like a chef chopping loaches on a chopping board. Fu Qinghai was forced to fly up and down and move sideways to avoid them. Occasionally, he was able to inflict some wounds on the giant orc that were insignificant relative to its size. However, he also knew that orcs even had multiple sets of internal organs.
"Drink-"
Targu'jin of the Storm Lords, Mandulatu of the White Scars, and Jeb Khan of the Solar Eagle, the three chapter masters struggled to break out of the encirclement of the behemoth bodyguards and killed the giant orcs together. The remaining Terminators were still struggling in the green tide, facing multiple enemies at the same time.
The giant orc was not at all inferior to the siege of four chapter leaders. He first kicked Targukin over, then raised his double axes to block the blue jets falling from the sky, swung his axes to smash Fu Qinghai who was holding the melta cannon, and then used the hand holding the axe handle to give Mandulatu a heavy punch, forcing Mandulatu to stagger to one knee before he could barely take the punch.
The giant orc chopped down Zeb with an axe. The axe was not made of rare materials, but it was so powerful that it bit deeply into the ceramic steel layer of Zeb's thick shoulder armor. The leader of the Sun Eagle gritted his teeth and resisted the blow. Ignoring the severe pain of his shoulder being cut off, he twisted his body to tilt the axe blade to the side, then turned around and stabbed upward with a sword, and the sword wrapped in electric arc stabbed into the orc's palm.
"Ow—"
With an angry roar, the beast waved its hand and threw Zhebu away, and the Sun Eagle rolled out like a torn sack. Mandulatu immediately followed and spun around and cut off the other three fingers of the beast with a knife. The bloody broken fingers and the giant axe flew out together. Targukin raised the hammer with both hands and jumped up. The power thunder hammer hit the side of the orc's knee hard. After a crisp "crack", the orc's left knee bent inward and fell to the ground with a "thump".
In the end, it was Fu Qinghai who delivered the fatal blow.
The metal wings folded into a flying backpack, and the roaring turbofans and raging flames pushed him across the sky like a meteor. He clenched the Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword at his side, then stabbed forward with all his strength.
From a distance, Qingshan Khan hit the giant orc's left chest with a "pop" like a bullet. The giant beast was hit and staggered back a few steps... However, Fu Qinghai was actually aiming at the head. Attacked at such a fast speed, the giant beast was still able to react in an instant and turn sideways to avoid the head. Slowing down the speed by a hundred times, you can see the Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword sawing through the gap in the orc's power armor in a flash, and then directly into the chest...
Fu Qinghai was pinned to the chest of the giant beast. He clenched his cheeks and twisted the hilt of the sword with force. The Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword smashed the orc's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and other internal organs into pieces... Just when he thought he had killed the orc, he looked up and saw a bloody mouth full of fangs biting at him.
There was no time to draw the sword.
Fu Qinghai kicked his legs and flipped backwards, narrowly avoiding the blow. The chainsaw sword was still stuck in the orc's chest, with only the hilt sticking out. However, the orc was still able to punch Mandulatu into the floor, and Mandulatu's chest armor was dented and his life or death was unknown. The orc slapped Targukin in the face with his backhand, and the eyepiece of Targukin's helmet shattered and flew out. He staggered and was unsteady, and then was stepped on by the giant beast.
The giant orc stepped on Targukin's leg, reached out and grabbed the helmet of the Storm Lords' captain, clenched his fist and pulled it back hard... Fu Qinghai watched as the orc twisted Targukin's head out!
"boom--"
The melta bombs and micro-nuclear bombs began to detonate in stages. The cave was instantly filled with golden light. The door and the surrounding technicians were cut into pieces. Melt was ejected from the machine. The torn metal screamed, and the cut cables and wires whipped back and forth wildly. The first metal corner fell, and then the second and the third...
At the same time as the explosion occurred.
The countdown ends and the transmission begins.
Fu Qinghai's vision blurred. He could see the orc leader looking back at the exploding gate. Then a green fire circle suddenly spread outward. An invisible force instantly swept across the giant orc's chest, compressing its entire chest cavity into a thin piece of paper. A chainsaw sword pierced through it...
The scene in front of my eyes went black and then suddenly changed.
He stood on the transport deck of the battleship Supremacy. White cooling mist gushed out from the pipes above his head, soaking his entire body of power armor. A mechanical voice announced in his ear:
"Transmission successful."
Fu Qinghai turned his head stiffly and looked around. On each of the teleportation blocks, some Iron Pagoda Terminators were barely standing with the help of their power lances, and thick blood plasma was still dripping along the edge of their armor. The dead warriors had collapsed in their armor, and there was only a broken armor mixed with flesh and blood on the teleportation block.
【You killed a beast! 】
[Calculating assimilation point rewards...]
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