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Chapter 3014 Fighting the Tyrant

As the node creatures died one by one, the remaining small Tyron creatures suddenly scattered, and the area was immediately cleared out.
“This snail is unique.”
Sabrin stood beside the corpse, watching the blood oozing out of the corpse corrode several meters of thick deck.
"It can compress its body to a very small size, and there is also super strong acid in the body, which is born to operate inside the ship."
Then he took out a beacon and inserted it into the corpse of the worm-killing mutant.
"People who have recycled this body, maybe we really found a unique variant."
"Terron is ever-changing, and it doesn't make sense to find that there are many variations."
Li Lin said indifferently, then walked to the injured Terminator.
"Mokass, can you still move?"
"Ah, it's okay, the wound has stopped bleeding, but fortunately it's not poisonous..."
After inserting the signal, Sabrin immediately ordered to continue the action.
Along the way, they were constantly attacked by Tyron, big and small, but in the narrow cabin, Tyron's numerical advantage was difficult to exert, and could not stop the advancement of the Kentka Terminator.
However, as they keep getting closer to the bridge, the resistance is also increasing, and the number of Tyrons is increasing, but this also shows one thing.
Tyron, who invaded the ships, is concentrating on invading the area!
"Come on! Beasts!"
Falzade was immersed in the killing, and many of the ferocious beasts had fallen under his plasma axe blade, but there were more in all directions.
The gate of the bridge had been broken, and the python that had torn it was lying on the ground, with huge holes on its body and obvious signs of ablation. The mortal guards and the soldiers of the third company built simple fortifications around the wide bridge with equipment. At the same time, the defensive turret installed in the bridge was also firing continuously. However, Tyron was coming in full force, and both sides were corpses everywhere, including the dead in the silver-gray power armor.
As the third company commander, Falzade stood in the rain of bullets, slashing everywhere, cutting off countless weaponized limbs, tearing open a large number of bone-armored chest cavity. Every time his attack, he accurately hits the enemy's fragile eyes and mouth - after all, no matter how powerful the genetic modification is, it cannot complete all weaknesses.
In front of the torn gate of the bridge, a huge creature was commanding the swarm. It was a tyrant in the nest, equipped with bone swords, long whips, sickle claws and venom cannons. The chimney behind it was filled with hot mist, guarded by low monsters with smooth backs.
Under its command, the screaming swarms rushed towards Falzad like a tsunami, but they would soon be bombarded by dense firepower - the siege lasted for several hours, but the firepower of the third company was really fierce. The plasma machine guns were deployed alone, and mortals controlled nearly twenty plasma cannons, as well as a large number of hot melt, grenade launchers, hundreds of heavy explosive bombs and heavy machine guns fired tens of thousands of bullets per second, even the swarm could not eat so much metal.
Not to mention that they have no reinforcements anymore, the warship has already left the forefront.
Most importantly, the sad guards in the three consecutive companies seriously interfered with the spiritual network of the insect nest, making it difficult for the tyrant to echo the units in other areas, which is what made it most angry.
Perhaps it was because he noticed something was approaching, and the tyrant of the nest was staring at Falzade with his vicious eyes, perhaps this was his last chance.
The next moment, the escorts of the Horoscope began to follow their masters, and the third company warriors in charge of heavy weapons immediately turned their guns and tried to intercept the tyrant of the Horoscope.
Dense plasma and grenades flew towards the tyrant of the nest, but these were absorbed by the escort's thick armor and had no effect.
Immediately afterwards, its bone blade swept out in a blur, knocking away a roadblock, and leading to a fragmented corpse.
At this time, a wolf spider turret turned around and began to shoot at the tyrant. The tyrant threw out a long whip, wrapped around the turret and pulled it hard, sparking out.
The tyrant's joining declared that the most violent and last wave of attacks was launched. In an instant, the originally stable defense line began to shake. After Tyron poured into the bunker, he used his claws and teeth to tear away the metal and flesh, while the Space Marines responded with anger and sharp blades.
The tyrant of the nest walked out of the guard, shook his tail and rushed towards Falzad as if he had known what humans were doing and who was leading them.
Falzade also let out an excited roar:
"Come on! Become the loot to decorate my collection room!!"
The third company commander did not dodge or avoid, and also roared towards the tyrant of the insect nest, violently chopping wildly with the plasma battle axe and another power axe given by the furnace family. At the same time, the gray marrow flowed like a river in his body.
The psychic energy was stagnant, and the tyrant tried to crush the opponent with brute force. The weapons of both sides collided violently, creating a series of sparks.
Suddenly, Falzade seized the opportunity, bent down and avoided the opponent's sweep, aimed at the connection between the chitin carapaces, and cut the weapon deep into it.
The moment of collision, the plasma battle axe burst out with a hot flame. With a loud bang, the axe blade pierced the outer armor layer and cut into the cartilage layer under the chitin cartilage. This seemingly successful blow was the tyrant's conspiracy, because Falzad's axe was immediately stuck by the contracted cartilage, and the tyrant wrapped around his waist with a long whip, lifted him up and smashed him hard to the ground.
The moment he landed, Falzade was dizzy and fell, but he instinctively rolled around immediately.
With a click, the sharp sickle claw rubbed into the floor. Falzade used another battle axe to slash hard and directly removed one of the opponent's limbs.
The tyrant howled angrily, the bone blade swept over, and Falzad blocked it with his weapon, but the huge force that was comparable to the poison blade rolled over directly knocked him out, hitting the contemplator, directly sank the huge machine, and the parts of various buttons flew around, and sparks burst out from the broken screen.
As soon as he beat Falzade, the tyrant raised the venom bubble. The symbiotic weapon had a loose cyst blister that was beating disgustingly, and then a dark green venom crystal flew out.
But the Tyron weapon's charging power was still too slow, the target had already left its original position, and the poison crystal shells only turned the contemplator into a pile of smoked scrap iron.
At this moment, there were fierce gunfire and heavy footsteps at the entrance.
"Third Company Commander! We're here!"
While using the power sword to split the body of a warrior worm, Sabrin raised multiple tubes of hot melt and smashed the head of a worm's nest guard.
At the same time, dozens of combat aircraft soldiers also entered and used powerful weapons to sweep away the surrounding insect swarms.
Chapter completed!
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