novellk Chapter 017: Company Commander, I want to switch to hot melt
Chapter 017: Company Commander, I want to switch to hot melt
Forward base.
command center.
The last few images transmitted back to the holographic projection screen were shaky and blurry, filled with flashes of light and screams, as well as the silent advance of living metal soldiers.
The disintegrating rays that could instantly turn a person into ash made all the officers and technical priests in the tent hold their breath, a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
The atmosphere was oppressive.
Elijah's face darkened as he drew his gun and aimed it at Bruno.
"You're kidding me!"
The guards responded quickly and surrounded Bruno.
The psionicist, with a gun pointed at him, panicked and raised his hands, hurriedly explaining, "Lord Coron, prophecy is not about seeing the future. I can't possibly understand it completely, and I didn't know there was a necromantic tomb hidden below."
Based on the current situation, I'm certain that this tomb world seals a fragment of a star god.
"Fragments of the Star God!"
A gasp of surprise erupted from inside the tent.
The mechanical priest's bionic eyes gleamed red, and his mechanical tentacles swayed erratically.
The fighting nun and the state priest could not hide her shock.
Elijah was breathing heavily and was no longer composed.
Greed grows wildly in the dark corners of the heart.
With the Star God fragments, his fleet no longer needed to worry about energy.
Furthermore, the knowledge contained in the Star God Fragments is priceless.
Many of the Necromancers' technologies are derived from reverse engineering of the power of the Celestials.
He can also copy homework.
Moreover, the Star God Fragments possess considerable combat power and can greatly deter enemies.
Elijah was filled with excitement. He looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice, "Enter the highest state of combat readiness and establish a blocking position with the Buto mine as the core."
"Far Vision, grant orbital bombardment authority."
"In addition, in the name of the Coron family and the commander of the Gondor planetary defense, we requested assistance from the Misty Starfield Military Affairs Department and the Inquisition."
"Gentlemen, we will fight here for the Empire!"
"Exterminate the aliens, for the Emperor!!!"
The fleet that was stopped in orbit responded quickly.
"Target locked. All ships, proceed to bombardment positions." The captain of the Vision issued the order through the encrypted communication channel: "Aim at designated areas A to D. Charge the laser lance array. Destroyer formation, cover areas E to H. Load armor-piercing high-explosive shells into macro guns. Activate the probe network for scanning."
"Light spear array charging... 90%... 100%"
"The cannon is fully loaded, and the chamber pressure is normal."
"The electrostatic interference is weak, and the bombing effectiveness is expected to be 97.3%."
"For the Emperor."
The cold confirmation echoed across the bridges of the ships.
"Fire!"
The light spear arrays of the Vision and the two cruisers were the first to light up.
Dozens of pure energy torrents tore through the thin atmosphere, precisely targeting the undead defense nodes that were rising.
Silence is more terrifying than any sound.
The necromantic turret that was hit had its eerie green shield flicker for less than half a second before bursting like a soap bubble. The turret itself, along with the underlying structure, vaporized into a rapidly expanding cloud of white-hot metallic steam under the bombardment of the light spears, which exceeded the temperature of a star.
The heavy artillery fire followed one after another.
Each shell equipped with an armor-piercing projectile weighs up to 100 tons.
"Boom! Boom boom boom boom...!"
The giant barrage of bullets was like a hammer blow into an anthill, crushing large sections of the ground along with the emerging undead vanguard into dust.
The sky was torn apart by beams of blazing white light and the trails of shells with trailing flames, and the flames of explosions rose and fell, forming a rolling, scorching sea of light.
Dejan, who had escaped by chance thanks to his familiarity with the terrain, stared blankly at the scene, stunned by the empire's brutal and grand aesthetics of violence.
My fear of insufficient firepower has been cured.
In this situation, it was hard for him not to envy Elijah.
That guy actually possessed such great power.
"Orbital bombardment has temporarily suppressed the undead in the mines, but then what?" Dejan rubbed his chin, various possibilities flashing through his mind.
While they were still in a daze, a commander of the Astral Legion with graying temples walked over and looked Dejan and Pete up and down.
Deyang felt extremely uncomfortable under this person's gaze.
"What's wrong, sir?"
"Gangster kid, you're being assigned to my regiment. Come back to base with me."
Dejan glanced at the heavily guarded base around them and led Pete to follow.
There's no way to escape.
Let's see what happens next with Elijah.
Hopefully, the old guy can step up his game and at least send over a company of Astartes so we can have some fun.
The position of the 3rd Company of the 7th Vanguard Regiment.
The regimental commander kicked over the company commander, who had a foolish look on his face and was spouting cheesy love talk while pointing a plasma pistol at the ground.
"Grove, haven't you been saying you're short-handed? I've brought you some men."
"Oglin, sure, sure." Grove was overjoyed, but when he noticed Dejan, his expression immediately turned disgusted. "Anvil Company doesn't need gangsters. I only trust my own men."
Feeling disliked, Dejan got emotional and blurted out something outrageous.
You even picked one.
He associates with traveling merchants and ronin, works with pirates, and still wants a respectable family.
Want to eat fart.
Snob!
Why don't you go down to Hestia and ask around? Who doesn't know the King of Strength?
"You don't want to be the company commander anymore, huh? Get lost!"
The regimental commander left cursing, leaving Dejan and Grove staring at each other.
Grove was a Rambo-like hulking man, muscular and nearly 190 cm tall, looking quite intimidating, but Dejan was confident he could take him down in three moves.
Grove, with a preconceived notion, labeled Dejan as a member of the Nest City mafia, and his attitude was extremely impatient.
"There are no cowards in the Iron Anvil Company. If you dare to back down from battle, I'll kill you first."
"The big guy goes to the assault platoon, as for you... just don't get in the way."
Deyang was too lazy to argue with this person, nor did he have the inclination to care about such things.
Because the explosion stopped.
Without the suppression of orbital bombardment, the Necromancers recovered and transformed into a metallic storm, rushing towards the troops stationed on the wasteland.
The swarm of scarabs charged along the ground.
The phalanx of undead warriors followed closely behind, crashing heavily into the defensive line.
"Fire! Crush these damn aliens!" Grove roared.
Bombs, lasers, plasma, and the necromantic disintegration rays intertwined, turning the battlefield into a flesh-and-blood furnace.
The tarantula turret spews flames.
The multi-barrel laser cannon on the Chimera troop carrier is running at full power.
Explosions erupted across the position, and the air was thick with smoke.
A Gaussian beam swept across the machine gun positions on the flank.
The archer and his heavy weapons turned to ashes.
An opening appeared, and the necromancer quickly cut in, unleashing a barrage of Gaussian tearing spears that caused massive damage.
Dejan hid behind the chimera wreckage and suppressed the incoming undead warriors with firepower.
The necromancers transformed from the fearsome civilians are not too troublesome. They lack intelligence and need commands to act. They are powerful with Gauss weapons, move slowly, and have a low hit rate, making them relatively easy to deal with.
Hextech Crystal +1
Hextech Crystal +1
……
Dejan is on fire and highly motivated.
If we keep playing like this, we'll soon have enough Hextech Crystals to open the roulette wheel.
I'm really looking forward to it.
Hopefully, this time they'll release a really powerful upgrade to help us cope with the upcoming crisis.
When he ran out of ammunition, he picked up a laser gun as his primary weapon.
Compared to the bomb gun, the laser gun performed poorly, failing to inflict effective damage on the necromancer, prompting Dejan to shake his head in disbelief.
"Company commander, I want to switch to hot melt technology!"
Grove, busy injecting adrenaline, only replied with one word—"Get lost!"
"Okay!"
Upon noticing the plasma pistol in the company commander's hand, Deyan's expression changed slightly, and he moved far away.
Before he could even reflect on it, he was quickly drawn to the Heart Steel markings that had appeared on the battlefield.
A body thicker than that of a typical necromancer.
The Tesla Carbine is... an immortal weapon!
Elite unit!
Dejan grinned, picked up the laser gun, and fired.
clang!
The long-awaited sound effects of impact echoed across the battlefield, bringing a sense of exhilaration.
[Heart Steel Layers +1]
Just then, a blade-like afterimage, defying the laws of physics, emerged from the shadows in the void.
Go straight for Deyang!
Seeing this, Pete became extremely anxious and let out a deafening roar.
"Boss!"