Chapter 662

Standard Tera calendar, 942.m41

Amegiddoton planet, northern continent, TILs nest

"Die!"

After a burst of shooting, soshyan smashed his arm down. The hot chamber of the storm blaster hit the monster's plate-shaped forehead and smashed its lower bones.

But it didn't die. Instead, it roared back, and its almost absurd jaw snapped and twisted the wrist that hit it.

Soshyan thumped harder and approached the power system of his terminator to its limit. It took two more heavy blows to blunt the rage after the unnatural scarlet eyes. Then the third blow knocked the huge beast to the ground and slid down the inner wall of the trench.

Then, he gathered his strength to climb up the slope and groped in a wave composed of falling ash debris. At the moment, his armor is full of pits and cracks, and the air is filled with that terrible and never-ending roar - waaaaaagh!!!

Every battle with these green beasts will have this noise, and the sound hell is still increasing, tearing the hearing protection in his helmet.

When he reached the edge of the slope, he was surrounded by invincible people. Finally, he was able to rest temporarily, kneel on one knee and gasp.

Above him was a wide open door. The tortured sky was bright orange like poison gas, and the dark condensate cloud of the rocket scraped it.

This is the normal sky color of amegiddoton. With the passing of the shadow season, the volcanic ash that once shrouded the atmosphere gradually dissipated and landed, and human communication and detection systems began to play an important role.

When he looked down, a folded terrain composed of saline alkali land was exposed in front of him, and it was shining against the background of successive explosions, like a broken glass scattered in the breadth of the continent.

The saddle mountains in the north stand on the red horizon, and a nest stands in front of the mountains, but everything between him and the nest is moving. It is a moving earth, like a boiling ocean.

But it is neither the earth nor the sea.

It was a living wave, a living carpet made of dark green flesh and blood, bound by iron heavy armor and covered by a nightmare roar, rolled and swallowed everything.

There is nothing in the Milky way like this, no other species can do this, and no sentient life can merge and twist itself into this molten amorphous rage.

That rage gushed out of the condensed basal ganglia and ran in the black blood vessels, driving the hard muscle bundle like steel, waving a blunt knife like a turbohammer and splitting the land under the feet.

Green skin, one of the most powerful and numerous alien threats that human beings have ever faced, has so perfectly evolved into a violent machine, fearless and incredibly strong, with an appalling belligerent nature, strong reproductive ability and extreme tenacity.

Now they are charging again, once again facing the spearhead of an astat raid.

The action against the northern continent has been launched for a month. At first, the action was very smooth. There are really not many green skins here, but their warlords are very smart and shrink all their forces to one place.

Once the green skin picks up the ball, their lack of quantity will be greatly compensated and become more difficult to bite.

The advantage is that as long as the enemy entrenched in the nest is eliminated, the north land will be swept away.

It was a hard battle. Soshyan also concentrated all his available forces, including his first company, the two companies and tactical companies "lent" to him by Randall, and more than 500000 mortal troops, including the auxiliary forces of star knights.

But this is not enough. There are more than three million green skins entrenched in the city, and the ratio between the enemy and us is very different. Fortunately, not all green skins have gone out of the city to attack. The terrain limits the expansion of their troops, which gives soshyan an opportunity.

"Order the ground troops to hold down the enemy!"

In the rear, the petrified lizard gun fired flames and marked its position like a torch.

Logging machine guns, automatic cannons and heavy explosive guns were fiercely fired at the ground rolling like lightning, sweeping away the large green muscles, which were mixed with the flame flow of heavy flamethrowers.

However, the green main force still rushed to the besieged position of mankind regardless, and did not shrink back because their compatriots were burned into coke.

Most of them have seen the Imperial troops in full readiness shining under the sunrise. The upcoming battle just encourages them to run faster. A large number of drooling and gasping mobs run forward, rolling up a large stream of smoke and dust, and the smell and thunder filled the air.

On the battlefield, the local guards of amjidoton looked in horror at the scale of the troops rushing towards them. The saline alkali land was covered with green skins and their crude military vehicles. Countless off-road vehicles were pioneers, surrounded by huge okwar motorcycles, and behind them were stormy infantry: unimaginable gun boys and chopping boys.

At the center of the cluster are several standing war trucks. The huge leaders proudly stand on the roof, roar into the air and drive their subordinates forward.

When the first wave of high-speed off-road vehicles entered the range, the position suddenly burst into countless gunfire, and the laser and explosive bombs formed a continuous barrage.

Some of the off-road vehicles rolled over and exploded into a flame, and others hit directly behind them, but most of the vehicles still drove firmly towards the human forces waiting in battle.

Suddenly, a group of assault motorcycles rushed out of the position and tried to stop them before the okwar motorcycles reached the two wings. The huge Predator Tank drove out of the smoke of gunpowder, and the gun barrel fired a laser to beat the advancing OKU SUVs, breaking up their formation before they attacked.

The larger makado heavy tanks and sikaran battle tanks continued to shoot those green heavy armor. Their fierce firepower slowed down the impact of the green tide.

Just outside the city, when the green skin fought with humans, they didn't expect that the place where they started had ushered in more dangerous invaders.

"Dry them!"

Talos's chainsaw sword smashed an oak waving a frightening machete trying to attack the terminator. The heavy blow instantly smashed the green skull and even crushed the spine, making the creature fall to the ground.

Half an hour ago, Talos and the terminator team of star Knights suddenly appeared at the gate of nest capital through transmission, seized control of the gate and divided the green army in two.

But then green Pi launched a fierce counterattack. The most elite fighting brothers of the star Knights resisted the green muscle ocean and a steady stream of bullet rain. Their Storm explosive guns were smoking because of continuous fire. The burst ammunition exploded into countless deadly shrapnel at the gap. The oaks fell down one after another and were torn to pieces by continuous fire, but they still poured in, Vowed to open the gate to support the troops outside.

Talos stood on a pile of rubble at the breach of the gate, waving a chain saw sword blurred by speed.

His left hand held a plasma pistol, scorched, trying to rush at him, or trying to find a clear line of sight in the crowded green skin.

This Seiko pistol shoots out the flowing blue energy, smashes the skulls of OKs and tears their stomachs. Even continuous shooting will not overheat.

At the moment, he is like a gray boulder blocking the breakthrough of the green ocean.