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Chapter 1851

Chapter 1851 Military Priest

Although he is carrying a weird auxiliary arm "backpack", this does not affect Nasu's combat effectiveness. In fact, his reputation is quite famous throughout Angstrom, not only for his superb command skills, but also for his

He often has unique ideas that break the rules, but it is also for this reason that although he has accomplished many feats and even led a team to successfully excavate an ancient ruins with a large number of sleeping aliens, he still cannot do it in Angstrom, which emphasizes tradition.

Reuse has been stagnant in the class of military priests for more than two hundred years, and was thrown to the cold bench of Radium Guard 2.

But today, the enemy's invasion made the barrel of Nasu Mastenbrook's gun that had cooled for many years become hot again. Over the years, he has been addicted to research, but he has not forgotten the skills of war and killing.

The heretics who invaded Radium Guard 2 wore red armor. Although thick smoke enveloped everything five meters away, the various signals they sent out were extremely conspicuous.

boom--

Suddenly, a ruptured oxygen pipe intensified the flames, and Nassau Mastenbrooke's sensors beeped with a noisy, piercing alarm.

The enemy is likely to attack with the help of fire and smoke, and the collection of auxiliary consciousnesses on his shoulders connected to his mind told him this very eagerly.

The best solution is to take the initiative.

The Mechanicus commander does not need a password, only a spark of thought, and then the iron cavalry armed servitors begin to advance, using their weapons to shoot at the end of the passage in an orderly manner. The strong energy release appears as a colorful exhibition, and the arc burst is related to the overload.

The lasers complement each other.

As lightning zigzagged across the air, a hexagonal metal box exploded, and then Nasu's sensors saw a Chaos Space Marine fall down, with the large hole in his chest armor reflecting the molten ceramic.

of glimmer.

In the intensive shooting, another one fell down soon. Three places on his body were penetrated by indigo beams, one of which was a big hole in his helmet.

Soon, magnesium-white flames spurted out from the torn front armor of a cavalry armed servitor. Then its entire upper body softened, and the weapons on its arms fell to the ground, and its organic matter decomposed into greasy smoke.

Faced with heavy fire, the red pirates who invaded the bunker retreated like ghosts.

Passing this information to the higher chain of command, Nasu quickly ducked to avoid the bombs fired by the Terminator. The opponent had obviously locked onto his position.

However, this time is so short that it can almost be ignored.

In the blink of an eye, a dazzling energy burst out from the blunt end of the weapon, shooting straight at the Terminator.

Suddenly, the siren blared, resounding throughout the facility.

Through the detection servo skull in mid-air, he already knew what had broken in, and only that thing could make the sound of heavy metal footsteps.

Armed servitors have no fear and therefore display fearless reactions as they immediately fire back.

Nasu Mastenbrooke did not panic, but ordered the armed servitors to retreat and put the huge Terminator into the hall behind the passage.

But when the Terminator rushed in, it was already locked by Nasu's personal work and the weapon he held.

It seemed to be about to fall, but after stopping, the armed servitor redirected its functions under Nasu's instructions, and then continued to move awkwardly.

And the first time, it didn't hurt.

Relative silence fell only for a moment.

Then another explosive bomb caused another servitor to lose an arm. The limb hovered in the air and hit the side of the bunker where the accompanying priest was hiding with a click.

Most conversion beam weapons are ancient relics, but Nasu made a smaller and equally powerful conversion beam gun through long-term research, and gave it a very poetic name——

As the heavily armed servitors advanced, the soldiers of the Skitarii were also taking turns to cover and shoot forward in small groups.

But unlike power armor, the Terminator armor was strong enough to withstand their weapons. Arc sparks hissed on the armor's surface, carving melting cracks, but it did not stop at all. It rushed towards the cyborgs at full speed, holding the weapon in its hand.

Storm bolters rained down bullets.

Nasu Mastenbrook immediately retreated to a safe position and hid behind a bunker, while the cavalry armed servitors quickly formed a defensive formation and stopped.

The terminator continued to rush and fight as expected, splitting a skitarii in half with both arms, and then knocked down the armed servitor that had lost an arm at an extremely fast speed, causing it to be covered in blood.

They were all covered with strings of shaking bones and bloody minced flesh that had been glowing on the armed servitor not long ago.

This is a conversion beam gun. Its characteristic is that the tighter the material structure of the target, the more energy is converted into it, so it is particularly suitable for dealing with heavily armed troops, vehicles and buildings, and the intensity of the beam increases with the distance from the weapon.

The ascent becomes more and more dangerous until it reaches a focal point where the intensity of the beam is so strong that the energy within it must be released in a violent explosion.

apoptotic touch

Because it had been prepared before, when the charging sound of the conversion beam device's firing made the whole building buzz, the Terminator in the narrow environment had no time to react.

More Chaos Space Marines followed in the footsteps of the Terminators.

As Nasu Mastenbrook watched subconsciously over his shoulder, smoke swirled around a fast-moving Chaos Terminator.

"The enemy terminator appears, No. NU-12 in Area 1!"

It was a complicated big guy, half held in his hand and half held by the "backpack" behind his shoulder.

Of course, the enemy was also fighting back. The explosive bombs they fired blew up the entire front of one of the heavy-armed servitors, but it still staggered forward, but the shooting accuracy was low, and at the same time, gas continued to flow from its neck.

Spurted out of a broken pipe.

The armed servitors moved forward slowly, weapons swinging in their arms as they tracked, locking onto and assessing every possible threat.

At the focus of the conversion beam, matter is instantly converted into energy, and as the pressure at this point reaches the critical point, the huge Terminator is instantly torn apart.

The explosion was deafening, the pressure tore Nasu Mastenbrooke's robes, and the electromagnetic pulse from the explosion caused some of his implants to lose control.

For a moment, he leaned behind the bunker in confusion, his mechanical senses went offline, and his human senses also lost consciousness.

After a few breaths, he floated again

When the visual display worked again, the Terminator had become a pile of burnt empty shells. The upper half had been completely erased, and the lower half was cup-shaped. The burnt internal organs and bones seemed to have been knocked over.

The liquid spilled from the wine glass was still burning.

(End of chapter)


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