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Chapter 2015 The Blood of Melted Steel Central

The commando quickly advanced from below the assembly line to the assembly room, which was located in the center of the No. 1 casting workshop and the closest path to the casting hall and No. 2 casting workshop.
Its interior is no different from most factories in the empire. The machine is still working blindly, and all places are filled with noise from the machine. The steel in the large cylinder is moved around by the elevator, and then poured into the mold below while splashing.
The sensors wandered around, and the enslaved angels were still splashing incense ash according to the instructions, and the iron plates were transported on the assembly line, pounded into shape, quenched and hardened, and the smell of smoke, steam, and industrial rose from the dirty water and filled the entire hall.
For Hayes, it was undoubtedly walking through hell, and the sultry here made him feel like he was thrown into the huge furnace.
He wanted to take off his protective suits, but the assembly room was covered with rebels, most of whom were wearing crimson armor and heretic costumes, with various human hand bones hanging everywhere on their bodies, even penetrating their skin, bright red pirate symbols were painted in conspicuous places, and the rest were workers, technicians, slaves and maneuvers.
But no matter what the reason for their betrayal is, or whether it is voluntary, there is only one fate to welcome them.
die.
With the help of large equipment, the teams were on standby at various shooting points.
"Open fire!"
With a command, a flashing laser light rushed out of the smoke, bringing screams and death.
In an instant, the entire assembly room became boiling, and the workers and soldiers ran around, even tripping each other, and the machine also made a huge crunch sound under the command of emergency braking.
Then there was the explosion of the grenade. Some people were overturned by the shock wave and fell into the steel. After a brief scream, there was only a wisp of black smoke rising.
"Enemy attack! Alarm! Alarm!"
The huge horn began to scream, and at this time the commandos had already rushed out from behind the bunker, and they charged and shot straight to the assembly room gate.
"Imperial Dog!!"
A rebel showed his body from the smoke, his face twisted, his teeth were inlaid with spikes, his heretic marks were covered with his armor, and the heavy two-handed sword seemed to swallow the only light.
Olanios sideways avoided the heavy blow. If he hits this, he will definitely be in a different position.
But the opponent's sword stuck on Liudai's floor and stopped for a moment.
For this warrior, just one moment is enough.
The activated power sword swept upwards cleanly, cutting off all the enemies from waist to neck.
Almost at the same time, his pistol opened fire from the cracks in the corpse to the distance, knocking another heresy to the ground, and behind the dead there were more enemies, at least dozens.
Hashet stood beside him, shooting continuously in the Hell Gun in his hand, knocking down a large group of people. They could use their favorite weapons at will during this assault, but only Hashet used the Hell Gun, so some people wondered if he had been a Storm.
"You can't stay for a long time."
Hashet said gasping:
"The enemy's large forces are coming soon, their equipment is better and more organized."
"Everyone speed up!"
But as they approached the gate, a new enemy appeared, their movements were neat and orderly, and some even picked up the riot shield to protect their companions behind them, and established a moving defense line.
Before, there was no doubt that such traitors prefer to kill with melee weapons than rifles, because blood is more important to them than their own survival and more important than using explosive weapons, so this is an opportunity.
Only the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road.
"Push forward and defeat them!"
Olanios raised the power sword, and the sparks shone on the charging blade.
"For all the robes brothers!"
Hayes suddenly discovered something, it seemed that their company commander had never said the word "for the emperor". Logically, this is the most commonly used slogan by officers, but it seems to be a taboo in the other party's mouth, which is a bit heretical to describe, but it is indeed the case.
"Take those shields!"
There were bomb throwers in the commando, and they immediately fired grenade launchers. Then the sound was like thunder. A rapid grenade was hit on the traitor's front and fell around the riot shields.
The next second was a series of explosions, with smoke and flames rising to make people unable to see the damage caused, but everyone heard the sound of armor and bones breaking and screaming.
"Continue to move forward!"
Hayes was running and gasping. Even through the breathing mask, he could feel the smell of dust and smoke and blood in the air. The traitors who were not killed by the grenades began to escape, and the order was gone.
The boy fired two shots with his weapon in his hand and quickly killed the two guys. Around him, the team's laser guns illuminated the surrounding walls.
Suddenly a cry attracted Hayes's attention. He was a gambler named Bell in the company. He owed gambling debts from certain gangs, so that he and his family had to become slaves. In order to get rid of this terrible fate, he had to serve to repay it. But in the company, he still loved gambling and cheating.
Bell's chest was torn open, so strong that it left a hollow of fists on the chest guard. Hayes still saw the traitor who hit him, an extremely tall and thin man wearing a blue-gray work suit.
The guy then raised his short shotgun and prepared to fire again, but before he pulled the trigger, Olanios rushed to the guy, slit the other person's throat, and blood was splattering everywhere.
But after Bell fell down, there was no movement. Hayes could only squat down and take away the grenade on his body, and then saw a photo of blood stained red in the broken chest, a man and a woman, three boys and two girls, standing in front of a tin house.
Hayes hesitated for a moment and picked up the photo.
At least his family should receive this last relic.
"Let memorize after the battle."
Hayes stood up.
"Yes, battalion commander."
After rushing through the gate, they arrived at the central control room.
The building stands at the end of the central control room, it is very huge, built to allow the operation of the giant machinery of God, on which the emblem of the mechanical religion was engraved, and the sacred half-skull showed a cold expression under the illumination of flames and emergency lights. A straight road leads to its gate, and the huge lifts and conveyor belts on both sides are still working.
As soon as the commando rushed in, a laser flashed over and immediately knocked down the two of them.
Hashet quickly pulled Hass into a machine bunker and shouted to Olanios:
Chapter completed!
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