The sudden change shocked everyone.
The clan leader was killed just like that?
He was killed by his own people!
Both sides stopped strangely, as if they were paused.
It was not until Wu Fu's shouting that this strange scene was broken.
It's like pressing the play button on a paused TV show.
The next second, the Orks and the Primaris Space Marines started fighting again.
Corvu kicked an orc that was charging at him away and stabbed the other orc's abdomen with his chainsword, splitting it in two.
Then he rushed towards the guy who shouted that he was the orc boss and tried to use decapitation tactics on him.
Uffer was not to be outdone. He raised his big gun and tried to aim at the big shrimp that was rushing towards him.
Corvu raised the grenade launcher in his hand faster than his opponent.
The helmet's auxiliary aiming module automatically helps him calculate the trajectory and target weaknesses.
With a roaring sound, the explosive bullet was fired from the barrel and flames erupted at the muzzle.
There was a loud bang, and the huge fire tube in the orc's hand exploded into pieces.
Korwu was stunned for a moment. He was aiming at the opponent's head.
Unexpectedly, the other party moved, causing him to accidentally hit his gun, causing it to explode.
The battlefield is changing rapidly, blades are clashing, and milliseconds can determine life and death.
Only the warriors who seize every opportunity can survive to the end
Although he failed to kill the opponent, Corvu did not hesitate at all.
He stepped forward.
Servos hummed within the armor, providing power to its user.
The monomolecular blade of the chainsword spins at high speed, eager to tear into the enemy's flesh.
When they reached a certain distance, Korwu jumped up, and using his weight and impact force, slashed at the opponent with a powerful sword.
In a life-and-death fight, there are no fancy techniques.
The simplest is the most deadly.
Wu Fu subconsciously raised the huge fire control in his hand.
Sparks flew, and terrible scratches appeared on Huo Tong's metal barrel.
The monomolecular blade continuously cuts the barrel, causing it to emit a series of sparks.
"WAAAGH." Seeing the gun barrel being cut open, Uffer roared.
In the name of God Mao, he was going to kill this damn big shrimp.
His gun was so precious, but this idiot had the guts to break it and even chop at it.
This big shrimp must be killed.
Korwu originally wanted to use the chainsaw sword in his hand to cut off the opponent's fire system and then dismember him.
While he was suppressing the opponent, the orc boy next to him took a machete and chopped at his head.
"Go to hell, big shrimp."
Realizing the crisis, Korwu had to kick the orc who was holding a musket and killing the clan leader away.
He bent down to avoid the machete of another orc and avoided the fatal blow to his head.
The orc's machete missed his head, but left a terrible cut on his power armor.
The other party roared angrily, angry that he failed to get Big Shrimp's head.
Corvu used the chainsword in his hand to ward off the opponent's machete, and seized the opportunity to chop the opponent's head with one blow.
The huge orc's head was cut open by the high-speed rotating monomolecular blade of the chainsaw sword, and the orc's brain was minced into pieces.
"Captain, according to the intelligence obtained by radar detection, more orcs are approaching us."
Another soldier's voice rang out over the communication channel.
Corvu knocked down an orc warrior who was more than two meters tall with an elbow strike, put the grenade launcher to the opponent's head, and sent the opponent to meet the god of death with a bang.
"Help me open the communication, I want to talk to Captain Yin Se."
Korvu also realized that the orcs were growing in number and that they were about to be overwhelmed.
They had only fifteen fighters.
What they are facing is the entire orc clan, and even all the orcs in the entire nearby area.
If a planet is occupied by orcs for twenty years, the surface will definitely be inhabited by orcs.
Orcs reproduce very quickly and can build their own unique ecological system. Even in the harshest environment, they can adapt and transform.
As time goes by, orcs from other areas will inevitably come to reinforce the battle here.
The longer it delays, the more disadvantageous it will be for them.
Corvo decided to get some help.
"Captain, the communication is linked." The communications soldier carrying the communications equipment shouted.
The environment of each planet is different. Some are full of chaotic electromagnetic storms and stellar radiation, while others are always full of sandstorms, thunderstorm clouds and other severe weather.
Maintaining communications with a fleet in orbit often requires special communications equipment.
These devices are powerful enough to send messages to the fleet and other friendly forces, seeking support and help, even when they are underground.
The only drawback is that it is too bulky and cannot be integrated into the warrior's power armor.
Even heavy power armors such as Centurion and Terminator cannot be integrated with such communication devices.
Only someone can be arranged to carry the relevant communication equipment.
Korvu kicked an orc away, allowing the Machine Soul to connect to the fleet communication channel rune, which turned green.
"Captain Yinse, this is the First Action Team. I am Chapter Master Korvu. I need a round of light spear support. Please help me clean up those damn orc reinforcements, otherwise we will be dragged here."
"Understood, Chapter Master, please send the coordinates. I will have the Tech-Priest analyze it and the first round of support is expected to be launched in thirty seconds."
Yin Se's voice, distorted by the communicator, came to my ears, calm and indifferent.
He showed no concern for the danger that Corvu and the others were in, nor did he speak in a hasty tone.
It was as if he didn't care about the lives of all the members of this team.
Corvu was used to this, and knew that Yinser did not care about the lives of the Primaris Space Marines.
In order to serve the Emperor, naval admirals generally undergo brain nerve enhancement to weaken their emotional responses.
This can prevent emotions from affecting rational judgment and affecting the outcome of the war.
For the dangerous space battlefield that requires huge computing power, any emotional fluctuations are unnecessary.
Only reason is everything.
Korvu swung his chainsword and killed an orc boy, then tapped a few runes on his armored arm to send the team's coordinates to the fleet.
The coordinates have been confirmed and the target strike has been launched.
Accompanied by mechanical prompt feedback.
Corvu looked up at the sky, where the thick clouds were illuminated by the incoming power of the stars.
A tower-like beam of light descended from the sky, so bright that the helmet automatically adjusted the brightness to prevent Corvus from being burned by the strong light.
In an instant, a spear of light connected the sky and the earth.
Within the coverage area of the light column, the orcs' vehicles and artillery made loud explosions.
Wherever it passed, there was a sea of fire, and everything that could be ignited was burned.
The orcs that swarmed in were vaporized by the huge spears of light, leaving not even a bone.
When the smoke cleared, not even a brick or piece of scrap metal was left within 500 meters of where the light spear had landed.
Several light spears fell in succession, and many orcs who wanted to support the fortress were directly wiped out.
The orcs in the fortress were finally defeated and fled in all directions.
"Don't chase them." Korwu stopped the team members from wanting to continue hunting orcs.
That is not their mission.
After reorganizing, Corvu led the team into the depths of the fortress.
The tunnel is dark, with lumen lights hanging on it. It is mottled and old, with rusty metal structures everywhere.
The lumen lights hanging on the top of the tunnel would flash from time to time.
The thick cables hung like black pythons.
The indicator light embedded in the wall flickered.
The visual assistance system within Corvo's helmet automatically adjusts the light pattern to ensure these powerful warriors remain visible.
Some of the fleeing orcs hid in the tunnel.
From time to time, they would rush out from various parts of the tunnel, waving weapons, and then be dealt with by Corvu and others.
The team went deeper and deeper, leaving behind a pile of orc corpses.
After going seven or eight hundred meters deep, they once again bypassed the dilapidated tunnel.
The sound of clanging and knocking mixed with the hum of machinery came from the depths of the dark tunnel.
"Stay in stealth," Corvu whispered to the rest of the team.
I don’t know if there is an orc’s arsenal or something else deep underground, but it’s always better to be careful.
Just as they lowered their steps and moved forward in the darkness.
A footstep sounded in the depths of darkness.
Along with the footsteps, there was a beam of light.