Chapter 43: Fierce Battle

The Stinger Squad was moving quickly from the Hateful Worm transport ship towards the Bloody Worm transport ship where Vlahos was.

We passed through caves and canyons along the way and did not encounter any of our own people or enemies.

Until the Stinger Squad drilled into the transport ship from the other side of the Bloody Worm.

Gourt led the way, followed closely by Fu Qinghai.

The team members formed a line and moved quickly through the narrow passage of the transport ship.

There were traces of battles all along the way.

The squad members saw the bodies of the Ultramarines, the Word Bearers, the traitor's mortal crew, and some people in strange costumes who did not look like crew members.

The bodies of the Space Marines were covered with various fatal wounds, but what surprised Fu Qinghai were the wounds on some of the traitorous mortal crew members.

There was residual mucus on their faces, and there was a large open hole in their chest, and the chest cavity was empty.

Strange... Looking at these corpses, Fu Qinghai frowned secretly. He couldn't remember any weapons in the Warhammer 40K world that could cause wounds of this shape.

Moving forward.

Suddenly, a dark shadow jumped out from a hole in the pipe on one side of the passage and pounced on Fu Qinghai.

Astartes Superman's reaction ability showed no hesitation at all. The moment Fu Qinghai caught a glimpse of the black shadow from the corner of his eye, he shook his wrist and the long sword was already raised diagonally upwards.

The knife flashed.

The black shadow was cut in half by the sword.

Fu Qinghai looked down and was shocked.

What the hell, an alien?

A slender monster covered in a black exoskeleton shell was lying at Fu Qinghai's feet. Its head had a long crown and no eyes, only a sharp mouth with teeth dripping with transparent saliva.

It's the alien from the Alien movie series.

The alien's body had been cut in half by Fu Qinghai's sword. The turbid yellow blood flowing out of the broken part had corroded the steel floor, causing it to hiss and emit white smoke.

Just in the few seconds when the whole team stopped with Fu Qinghai, a scream rang out.

Another black alien jumped out from the side and hugged Gult's helmet.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss~"

A terrifying and strange hissing sound came from all directions.

The Stinger team was attacked by aliens from all directions.

Swift black shadows quickly appeared from narrow pipes, overhead vents, and behind cables, and pounced on the Stinger Squad members.

The cross-shaped muzzle flame of the grenade launcher lit up in the narrow passage, and the entire passage was suddenly filled with gunfire.

The Space Marines of Stinger Squad were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of alien creatures.

A sharp black bony tail swung like a whip and entangled the bolter in the hand of an Extreme Marine with a "snap". However, the warrior raised his hand and pulled hard, and the whole alien was pulled up by a huge force and crashed into the bulkhead.

Then he was shot in the head.

This kind of scene keeps happening.

After a while, the gunshots gradually died down.

The Space Marines, each of whom had finished fighting the aliens, looked around at each other.

There was no reduction in staff.

"Stinger Team, report the situation." Gult's voice came from the loudspeaker.

"No injuries."

"Nothing."

"Nothing."

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The team members counted in turn.

Not even one person was injured.

Someone was actually hatching aliens in a transport ship... It must be a reincarnation, Fu Qinghai speculated in his heart.

This is the third time Fu Qinghai has encountered other reincarnations since entering the Warhammer 40K world.

In this seemingly ordinary combat mission, there are more troublemakers than imagined.

It is not known whether they are friend or foe.

However, the combat effectiveness of these aliens is too weak.

For the Astartes.

Fu Qinghai swung the power sword in his hand and thought to himself.

Then he suddenly realized something.

Fu Qinghai looked down and pressed the button of the disintegration force field generator of the power sword in his hand with his thumb.

The dark blue electric arc did not appear as expected. The cracking force field generator at the handle of the power sword had its outer shell corroded by the turbid yellow liquid, revealing the bumpy structure inside.

"Damn it, my knife is broken." Fu Qinghai couldn't help but curse.

It turned out that during the previous encounter with the alien, the alien's blood splashed onto the hilt of the knife.

"Sir, there's something wrong with my helmet display."

Another Space Marine reported, taking off his helmet.

The yellow turbid liquid flowed down the helmet, and the scarlet goggles had become blurred.

Gult looked at the blue ceramic steel armor on his chest that was full of pits and the golden skull eagle emblem had been corroded beyond recognition.

Everyone checked their weapons and protective gear.

It was discovered that the weapons and equipment of the team members were corroded to varying degrees by the blood sprayed and splashed by the aliens.

The corrosion of ceramic steel and plastic steel was not serious, but some exposed cables and mechanical structures in the gaps of the power armor were severely corroded.

"The blood of this alien creature is a bit strange." Gult said in a deep voice.

He turned to look at Fu Qinghai and said, "Qingshan, judging from your expression... have you ever come into contact with this kind of alien creature before?"

Fu Qinghai shook his head and said, "It's the first time I've seen you, too, Gult. My service time was very short."

Gulte nodded, not doubting anything.

Fu Qinghai still stroked his beloved sword with heartache, and only threw it away reluctantly after confirming that it was no longer worth temporary repair.

Seeing this, Gult picked up a chainsword from the body of an Extreme Warrior and threw it to Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai caught it.

He looked left and right, activated the chainsaw to make sure the weapon was in good condition, and nodded to Gulte.

Everyone continued to move forward.

As a technical sergeant, Fu Qinghai is familiar with all types of weapons in the empire.

This is a Mark 5 Sharp-toothed Devouring Chainsword, with a broad and square blade. The teeth extend from the front to one-third of the back of the sword. It is painted dark blue and manufactured by the Forge World Connor.

The cost of power weapons is higher than that of chainsaw weapons. In principle, power weapons are more advanced, but it does not mean that chainsaw weapons are not good.

Fu Qinghai swung the chainsaw sword with one hand to test the weight and balance.

The chainsaw sword represents a completely different fighting style from the power sword. Fu Qinghai secretly recalled the training content in the training cage in his heart.

Judging from the power of a single attack, power weapons are stronger than chainsaw weapons due to the disintegration force field.

But the power of the chainsaw weapon lies in the fact that there is almost no concept of "single attack".

In combat using a power long sword, Fu Qinghai was accustomed to finding gaps in the enemy's defense and weak points in the armor, and then delivering a fatal blow.

If he used a chainsword or chainsaw axe, he could just chop directly at the enemy's hardest breastplate, and then press down hard, allowing the rapidly rotating sharp teeth to gnaw off the ceramic steel plate bit by bit until the enemy's power armor was completely bitten through by the chainsaw.

Or the teeth of the saw should be smoothed first.

Any Space Marine who is a little particular about his combat skills does not like to use chainsaw weapons. For example, many people in the White Scars think that this thing is too simple and crude.

But there's no denying that the chainsword is pretty useful, too.

If the world of Samsara was an online game, when a power weapon hits the enemy, a red critical hit of "-100" should appear above its head, while a chainsaw weapon would cause continuous damage of "-5-5-5-5".

Let's get back to the topic.

The Stinger team continued to move through the interior of the transport ship.

Fu Qinghai noticed that, unlike the orbital airdrop just now, not only were all the members of the Stinger Squad injured, but there were only five people left compared to the full complement of eight.

Three people sacrificed their lives. Realizing this, Fu Qinghai walked forward silently without saying anything more.

Even though they are considered the top combat force in the galaxy, death in battle is still commonplace for Space Marines.

At most, it would be just adding a few more names of battle brothers to the prayer session after training.

Fu Qinghai actually wanted to find out what means the enemy used to block the transmission device.

Along the way, he was trying hard to recall the contents of the official Warhammer 40K novel.

I vaguely remember that there were several space fortresses called "Black Stone Fortresses" in the Gothic Star Zone. They were suspected to be the creations of ancient Necromancer technology and had the ability to activate forbidden magic fields.

But apart from the fact that this place is 18000 miles away from the Gothic Sector of the Storm Star Field, the importance of the three transport ships and the Blackstone Fortress is completely incomparable. Thousands of years later, the technical priests of the Mechanicus barely cracked some of the ancient technology above, and were able to use it reluctantly without knowing why. This kind of black technology is definitely not something that the three traitor transport ships can master.

Besides, if such a large space fortress is in orbit, it is impossible for a Moon-class cruiser to fail to discover it.

Before the Tyranid Hive Fleet descends upon a planet, the distorted gravity and the vast hive mind will form a huge subspace shadow, which seems to have the effect of a forbidden magic field.

But not to mention that this desolate and dead planet simply does not have enough organic matter to attract the arrival of the Tyranids, this forbidden magic field is obviously a trap set by the Word Bearers long ago, waiting to be activated when the Ultramarines are ready to evacuate. The Tyranids have no need to cooperate with the Chaos Space Marines, and they will not communicate with any race, let alone cooperate.

Both possibilities known to Fu Qinghai were ruled out.

Apart from this, Fu Qinghai couldn't think of anything else that could prohibit teleportation within a range.

Thinking of the alien that suddenly appeared in the Bloody Worm...then there is only one possible answer - the Reincarnator!

Although he really wanted to find out how the enemy achieved the forbidden teleportation, Fu Qinghai knew better that when he didn't know what other tricks and conspiracies the traitors had, it was the safest way to join forces with Vlahos instead of acting alone in the transport ship.

The Stinger team searched for the traces of their teammates, followed the direction of the battle traces, passed through the internal passage of the transport ship, and came to the other side of the transport ship.

The fierce fighting sounds outside the transport ship attracted the attention of Fu Qinghai and others. They realized that they might be getting closer and closer to their teammates.

As soon as everyone got out of the cabin, they saw a huge black shadow flying towards them.

"Get out of the way!"

The leading Gult shouted and fell to the side.

Fu Qinghai quickly shrank back behind the cabin door.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the black shadow slammed heavily on the hull of the transport ship and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Gulte took a closer look and exclaimed,

"Captain Vlahos!"

Gult quickly stepped forward and helped up Setvlahos, who was wearing a huge Terminator armor.

Fu Qinghai behind the door was also stunned. Who could throw the heavy and huge Terminator Tactical Dreadnought Armor into the air?

He suddenly looked up and saw a huge figure slowly approaching from a distance.

Through the thick black horns and the flesh and blood stuck in the gaps between the mechanical structures, Fu Qinghai could tell that it was once a Leviathan siege dreadnought, a model even larger than the Contemptor dreadnought.

The Leviathan siege dreadnought, painted crimson with gold edges, belongs to the Word Bearers Legion.

And now, this monster devoured and twisted by chaos has a newer, more terrifying, and more suitable name:

Hell beast!

Vlahos was supported by Gult. His helmet was gone, revealing his bloodstained face. He tried hard to stand up, but he was like a half-paralyzed disabled person. He pushed hard with his feet, but couldn't stand up.

Vlahos coughed "kuchi" and "kuchi", and blood mixed with foam gushed out of his mouth. Only then did Fu Qinghai see that his entire breastplate had been dented, and along with his sternum, it had sunk deeply into the chest cavity.

He kept pulling at Gult's armor with one hand, trying to speak, but his face turned red. In the end, he only uttered two words:

"Be careful... poof, plasma..."

In the distance, a blue light lit up on the thick muzzle of the Hell Beast's right hand.

"Plasma cannon, get out of the way!"

Fu Qinghai yelled heartbreakingly.

Gult pounced on Vlahos and pressed him into the pit. The blue beam of light brushed against the power backpack on his back, piercing the hatch behind him and the hull of the transport ship, leaving only a large charred and smoking round hole.

The two Extreme Warriors behind the hatch who had no time to dodge were instantly vaporized along with their armor.

Fu Qinghai flashed out from the side of the charred cave entrance and rushed forward with a chainsaw sword in hand.

It's not that he is not afraid of death, but he knows very well that he cannot give the Hell Beast a chance to fire a second shot.

Plasma weapons are extremely powerful, and their armor-piercing capabilities make them vehicle killers, but their disadvantages are also obvious. The cooling time is very long. Even a small plasma pistol requires twenty to thirty seconds of cooling time. The larger the caliber of the plasma weapon, the longer the cooling time required. If it is fired continuously without regard to the cooling time, the battery will overheat and explode.

Fu Qinghai ran as fast as he could, crossed a trench, jumped over a tunnel, and headed straight for the huge hell beast.

It's like Don Quixote charging at the windmills alone.

As they ran closer, Fu Qinghai could clearly see the bald head with bulging veins and swollen flesh wrapped in muscle fascia in the cockpit of the Hell Beast Chaos Fearless, which had transformed into a big mouth with sharp teeth. That was the pilot of the Hell Beast.

He was looking at me rushing towards him with a grim smile.

Fu Qinghai was very calm at the moment. He looked ahead with sharp eyes. While running forward, he analyzed in his mind:

I slid first, hiding in the blind spot, and then...

"Bang!"

A flash of silver light passed by.

Fu Qinghai was whipped up into the air.

With a "plop", it fell into a pit.

Fu Qinghai, who was dizzy, looked up and saw a silver power whip like an octopus tentacle mounted on the left hand of the Hell Beast.

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the second whip was coming towards him.

The first whip had already torn Fu Qinghai's helmet apart and left two deep dents on the front plate of the armor.

Through the crack in the helmet, Fu Qinghai could see with his naked eyes a long silver whip made of iron rings swinging towards him. He saw the driver's distorted face, and he saw the pale skull strung on the spikes of this Chaos Dreadnought.

Those empty eye sockets seemed to be laughing at him, laughing at his arrogance, laughing at his daring to challenge a hell beast.

Visual computing told him that his famous skill - rolling over like a donkey - was not enough to get out of the range of the power whip.

Finished.

Impulsive punishment.

This was Fu Qinghai's last thought. He made a joke about the song title before he died, wishing to be a humorous ghost even after he died.

At this moment, an ear-piercing and shrill howl that exceeded the limits of human hearing broke out. Invisible sound waves swept past, and Fu Qinghai suddenly felt his entire head "buzzing".

The hell beast that was waving the power whip in front of him suddenly stopped.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Fu Qinghai was still in a daze when a strong force pulled his shoulder armor and lifted him up a little.

Fu Qinghai suddenly woke up, quickly turned over and got up, then crawled away.

The Hell Beast also immediately regained consciousness and let out an angry inhuman roar. The hypertrophic flesh and blood tissue all over its body was wriggling and tightening, and the large and small skulls inserted on the top of the spikes on its body were shaking with a clanging sound.

Fu Qinghai turned around and saw that the one who saved him was a tall female warrior wearing slim-fitting bone-white armor, with a fiery red mane fluttering like flames.

It's her, the howling banshee of the Eldar!

The furious Hell Beast moved its thick bipedal mechanical chassis and strode towards Fu Qinghai, swinging its silver bone-powered whip again.

The female warrior in bone-white armor jumped up lightly, stepped on Fu Qinghai's back and kicked him out, and used the reaction force to do a beautiful backflip.

Three power whips will strike down between the two men.

But not a single hair was touched.

Fu Qinghai was kicked into the tunnel, face down on the ground, and a pile of sand and gravel were shoveled into his helmet through the cracks in the helmet.

Fu Qinghai tore off the cracked helmet that was emitting sparks, and spat out the sand and gravel in his mouth with a few "Pooh" sounds.

Fu Qinghai, without a helmet, stood up with a chainsword in hand. Not far away, a howling banshee warrior in bone-white armor was flying around the hell beast. The slender power scimitar in her hand occasionally cut a bloody gap in the flesh of the hell beast.

It's just like scraping.

Fu Qinghai commented in his heart.

It seemed that the Hell Beast was being played around by the Howling Banshee, but the Hell Beast's driver only needed to protect his exposed head. It would be a pipe dream for an anti-infantry unit like the Howling Banshee to scrape through the shell of a Chaos Dreadnought with a power long knife and a dart pistol.

This elf woman won't be able to hold on for long, Fu Qinghai concluded secretly, if the hell beast catches her once, she will be dead without a burial place.

Fu Qinghai looked at the cluster of silver-linked power whips wrapped in flesh and skin on the left hand of the Hell Beast. There were four whips in total, flashing with arcs of dark blue disintegration force fields. When swung, they covered a large area. Even with Fu Qinghai's agility, he still couldn't dodge them. He almost died under these whips.

Fu Qinghai, who had no heavy weapons in his hand, thought: Only tanks can fight tanks, and only mechas can fight mechas!

As he was thinking, the energy slot on the side of the thick plasma cannon on the right hand of the Hell Beast lit up again, indicating that it was storing energy.

Fu Qinghai didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up the chainsaw sword and prepared to attack again.

At this moment, a stream of golden-red hot molten gas as hot as magma gushed out from the side and rear of the hell beast.

"Ah ...

The driver of the Hell Beast let out a heart-wrenching, inhuman howl. The flesh and skin sticking to the Chaos Mech seemed to be connected to his own flesh and blood.

It's the ancient warrior Hillel!

Fu Qinghai saw the huge dark blue dreadnought mecha behind the Hell Beast, which was slightly smaller than the Hell Beast.

The Ultramarines' Dreadnoughts that were originally ordered to guard outside the Abomination Worm have also joined us!

At this time, the double-barreled melta cannon mounted on his left hand was pouring firepower at the Hell Beast.

The howling banshee quickly dodged to the side. The bone-white armor on her body was burned a little by the splash of hot molten gas, and it was already bent, wrinkled and lifted.

When the Contemptor Dreadnought attacked the Hellbeast just now, it did not consider this Eldar female warrior at all. In the eyes of most Space Marines, there is no difference between aliens and traitors, and it would be best if they could be killed together.

Most of the hell beast's armor was melted through, the demon's flesh curled and scorched in the molten flames, and the steel armor deformed and twisted in the molten flames, dropping drops of molten iron.

The fuselage mounted on the bipedal chassis spun violently, and the huge fuselage turned around to face the dark blue Contemptor Dreadnought armor. A cluster of power whips was just raised when it was caught by a huge and sharp power claw. The small plasma cannon in the palm of the power claw sprayed out a column of blue light.

"Qingshan!" Fu Qinghai heard Gult's shouting from behind.

He quickly turned around and saw a tall bald Word Bearer wearing Chaos Terminator armor leading a team of Space Marines towards the Stinger Squad that surrounded Vlahos.

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, there is no time for nonsense.

Fu Qinghai said "be careful" to the howling banshee beside him, then drew his sword and ran towards the battlefield behind him.

Two Word Bearers warriors armed with chain axes came towards Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai changed his embarrassed look when facing the Hell Beast just now. He stepped on the ground and jumped up. Holding the chainsaw sword in both hands, he jumped and chopped at the Word Bearer who rushed forward with a powerful blow.

"Clang!" The steel collided and sparks flew.

The chainsword is much heavier than the power sword. The Word Bearers warrior turned the axe handle and tried to hook Fu Qinghai's teeth with the axe blade at the bottom of the chainsaw axe.

How could Fu Qinghai do as he wished? The chainsaw sword did not retreat but advanced instead. He pushed hard on the hilt of the sword with the palm of his hand. The rapidly rotating teeth on the top of the sword instantly approached the helmet of the Word Bearers warrior, scaring him so much that he quickly raised his head and retreated to avoid it.

Fu Qinghai drew out his chainsword, clenched it with both hands, and using the momentum of drawing the sword, turned around and swung it backwards in a 360-degree arc. With the kinetic energy of rotational inertia, he fiercely slashed the Word Bearers warrior in the waist.

The blindingly scarlet blood instantly spurted out as the teeth turned, splashing everywhere in a disorderly manner.

At the same time, another buzzing chainsaw axe also chopped towards Fu Qinghai's shoulder.

Fu Qinghai had already contracted his shoulder muscles, prepared to take the blow head-on and kill one first, but he didn't expect a black shadow to flash through the air.

Fu Qinghai saw out of the corner of his eye what seemed to be a thin black disc dart flash past.

The helmet of another Word Bearer flew into the air, leaving only a bloody neck between his shoulders.

It's the Howling Banshee's Star Dart Pistol!

Fu Qinghai knew who was coming to help him without even looking back.

The Eldar woman did not choose to continue to intervene in the battle between the two dreadnought mechas.

Because neither side would consider her life or death.

Fu Qinghai nodded to the masked Eldar girl, stabbed the Word Bearer who was lying on the ground, and then continued forward.

In front, the bald Word Bearer wearing Terminator armor swung a double-edged battle axe and fought with Gult. His huge Terminator armor was covered with long iron spikes, and each iron spike had a head stuck on it. Some had turned into skeletons, and some were still covered with rotten flesh and blood.

It can be seen that Gourt is no match for the bald man. Every heavy blow from the bald man makes Gourt unable to defend himself and retreat repeatedly.

It's normal. Not to mention that those who can wear Terminator armor are the best in the legion, the Terminator armor's own adamantium skeleton and more electronic muscle fibers also bring stronger defense and more surging power than ordinary power armor.

The slightly slower speed of the Terminator armor can be compensated by the wearer's combat skills.

This is a special power armor designed for close combat.

Every blow from the Bald Word Bearer was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Even though he was also wide open, Gulte could only parry with all his might and dared not counterattack, because his counterattack might not be fatal to the Terminator armor, but every blow from the Bald Word Bearer would be fatal to him if he did not parry or block it.

Fu Qinghai and the Howling Banshee quickly entered the battlefield. The bald Word Bearer, who noticed their arrival, seemed to be tired of playing. He swung an axe to knock the already shaky Gult away and turned around.

The turbid yellow eyes without pupils stared straight at Fu Qinghai and smiled cruelly:

"I've seen you on the surveillance video, kid. The technical sergeant was at the front. You're very brave."

"Idiot." Fu Qinghai cursed directly and slashed at the bald man.

The bald man casually raised his hand and used his thick wrist guard to block Fu Qinghai's saw blade, and continued:

"I have never slaughtered any White Scars before. You are lucky, boy. I have reserved a place for you on my armor. Your head can be inserted on my left shoulder armor and become one of my glorious trophies."

He swung his axe at Fu Qinghai, but Fu Qinghai dodged it.

"It's your honor." said the bald man.

You think you can disturb my mentality with just this level of trash talk? Fu Qinghai thought disdainfully:

That's because you've never played against me in the ladder, otherwise I would have scolded you so badly that your parents wouldn't even recognize you.

The Howling Banshee was clashing with two other Word Bearers warriors.

Fu Qinghai faced the bald Chaos Terminator alone.

At this moment he didn't know that the man in front of him was the commander of the three transport ships, Klofa.

After several rounds of fighting, Fu Qinghai dodged another heavy blow from Klofa, and the axe blade was deeply embedded in the mud.

Fu Qinghai stepped on the axe with his left foot to prevent the opponent from pulling out the power axe, and stabbed the opponent's face with the chainsaw sword in his right hand in an unexpected straight stab.

The rapidly spinning sharp teeth brushed past the bald man's nose, spilling a trace of blood.

If the bald man had not loosened the axe handle in time, dropped his weapon and stepped back, his entire face would have been cut in half by Fu Qinghai.

"That's it?"

Fu Qinghai, with one foot on the power axe and one hand holding the chainsaw sword, looked at the bald man in front of him with empty hands and asked with disdain.

The bald man opposite had a gloomy face and didn't say anything. Then, he lowered his shoulders, made a shoulder-bumping gesture, and pounced on him all of a sudden.

Fu Qinghai did not take it head-on, but kicked the power axe away and turned around nimbly to avoid it.

The heavy bald terminator was left empty-handed.

"ah??"

Fu Qinghai opened his mouth and let out a loud cry of doubt. Neither of them was wearing a helmet, and Fu Qinghai's face had an extremely exaggerated expression of doubt, as if the bald man had just done something very strange and outrageous.

The bald man's face became even darker, he was breathing heavily, his expression was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out.

He realized.

This White Scar warrior was deliberately playing a trick on him.

The most extreme sarcasm often does not require too many words; a question mark and a "that's it" are enough.

Fu Qinghai, who was well aware of this, could feel that the bald man in front of him was about to explode.

The bald man hesitated and confronted the opponent, which was completely different from his calm demeanor at the beginning.

After a few rounds, he was a little scared.

He didn't dare to bend down and pick up the power axe that fell in the tunnel. He knew that the White Scar warrior was very fast and the distance between them was very close. He would definitely take advantage of the slightest flaw when he bent down to chop off his head.

The situation is at a stalemate.

Who knew that the White Scar warrior on the opposite side suddenly did something that puzzled him -

Fu Qinghai threw the chainsaw sword in his hand away, spread out his empty hands, and looked at the bald man provocatively.

What?

The bald Word Bearer's eyes widened instantly, and the flames of anger seemed to burst out of his eyes.

Fu Qinghai's behavior made him feel extremely humiliated. He scraped his sharp teeth back and forth vigorously, and vicious words squeezed out from the gaps between his bleeding gums:

"You. Are. Looking. For. Death!"

The bald man with the words let out a loud roar and rushed towards Fu Qinghai regardless of anything.

This time Fu Qinghai did not dodge, and the two suits of armor collided heavily.

Fu Qinghai was knocked back repeatedly by the Terminator who was a head taller than him and he could barely stop himself.

The shoulder armor and chest armor of both parties touched each other, and they clamped each other's hands, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Like two wrestling bulls.

The electronic muscle fiber bundles within the power armor began to contract.

However, the power increase brought by the Terminator armor was obviously stronger than that of ordinary power armor. Fu Qinghai was gradually suppressed by the bald man and began to retreat step by step.

At this moment, the thick mechanical arm connected to the power backpack behind Fu Qinghai suddenly unfolded like a spirit snake, raised up, and the two viper-head-like claws were aimed at the face of the bald speaker.

The claws opened, and the black nozzle of a welding torch pointed directly at the bald Word Bearer's eyes.

Fu Qinghai's cold eyes seemed to say: Stupid, do you think I gave up my weapon on purpose?

I will always have one more weapon than you.

"ah--"

The bald man looked at the mechanical arm and wanted to pull away, but found that he and Fu Qinghai were already tightly grasping each other. He widened his eyes and roared.

A bright white jet instantly spurted out, directly hitting the bald man's wide-open eyes.

The metal-melting jet instantly melted the traitor's eyeballs and penetrated into the brain behind them.

Fu Qinghai felt that the iron hands that were holding his arms like two clamps were gradually losing their strength.

Then, Fu Qinghai gave a light push, and the tall Terminator collapsed like a high wall, pushing down a mountain of gold and a jade pillar.

Fu Qinghai looked at the bald man's eye socket, leaving only a deep, charred hole.

nailed it.

Fu Qinghai's chest heaved, and he was secretly excited.

I killed a Chaos Terminator solo.

In the process, he used skills and strategies, and finally this powerful enemy fell at his feet.

With an excited smile, Fu Qinghai turned to look at his teammates.

But I found that they were all looking into the distance in horror.

Fu Qinghai followed their gaze.

Just happened to see it.

The crimson hell beast rolled its power whip.

The four power whips are like the four tentacles of a mechanical octopus.

It extended its tentacles towards a dark blue Contemptor Dreadnought that had fallen to the ground.

The remains of the pilot of the dreadnought mecha were forcibly pulled out of the sarcophagus cockpit.

A wet humanoid object with only a head, spine and torso left, connected to various tubes and wires, was held high in the air by the Hell Beast.

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(End of this chapter)