Although there were still many corpses left under the city, the gunworms began to retreat at this time, neatly retreating from the wall like an ebbing tide.
Some people were cheering, but Hayes knew that the matter was not over yet. Something in the yellow poisonous mist rushed towards the stronghold quickly. It was a group of mutant knife bugs with relatively thick armor protection. They were directly protected by the gun bugs.
Running down the city, he stepped on the pile of corpses, and then the short insect-winged knife insect jumped suddenly with its flea-like hind legs and spread out behind it, almost flying up the wall.
"Springtail! It's Springtail!"
Someone immediately screamed. This new type of Tyranids had only begun to appear a few days ago. It would bring death almost every time. It was also the most annoying opponent for the soldiers, second only to the Flying Tearer.
On the contrary, those large units will have dedicated personnel and firepower to handle them, so they don't have to worry.
Only this kind of springtail can not only jump directly to the parapet, but also has such thick armor that it cannot be killed by one or two shots from a laser gun, and their close combat is extremely deadly.
It can be said that the thousands of casualties in these days are basically caused by them. It is for these reasons that they had to abandon the first protective wall and move to the higher second protective wall, and replace the previous ones.
The position should be blown up to prevent it from becoming a bunker for enemy attacks.
"Everyone! Prepare for close combat!"
Several others jumped up to the position where Hayes was, and one of them stared at him with two deadly dagger-like claws stretched out.
Fortunately, he reacted in time and directly raised the chain sword and slashed at it. The saw teeth made a sharp noise when cutting through the chitin shell. Then Little Feton shot the guy in the eye. When it roared in pain,
Hayes stepped forward, raised the chain saw and struck it hard, hitting the alien's head right in the middle. Among the flying carapace fragments and flesh and blood, it was deeply engulfed in it. Then he flicked his arm hard and threw the thing off the wall.
But another springtail jumped towards him, and Hayes fired two shots at it, stopping the guy's jump, then rushed over and sliced his chainsword into its carapace.
The thick alien blood spattered on Hayes' helmet visor, and its disgusting smell made Hayes almost retching, but then something hit his back hard, knocking him down.
"Company Commander!"
"uncle!"
It was another springtail jumping up from under the wall. Hayes could feel its hot breath on his neck, but just before it could bite hard, Tiffany rushed over in time and kicked him.
On the back of the worm, when the opponent was kicked over, he stabbed the springtail's head with his bayonet. Hayes immediately got up and split the belly of the springtail with his sword, letting the filthy internal organs flow all over the floor.
"Ahhhhh!"
Hayes suddenly heard a scream and turned around to see Moya being thrown to the ground. This was a nineteen-year-old boy. His brigade was less than four miles away from Hayes's brigade. His parents were
He is the second child of four children, but now this boy may never go back because half of his face was scratched by a vicious claw, and the insect lay on his body and gnawed crazily.
"Fuck you!"
Enraged, Hayes stabbed its soft belly with his chain sword, kicked it away, and then struck it twice with force.
"It's okay! Moya! It's okay--"
As a military doctor, Little Feiton hurriedly opened the medical kit, but such a wound was beyond his scope. The opponent's blood spurted all over his body, and he was still trembling as he tried to put the hemostatic gel on the opponent's face.
On the wound, the entire skull of the other party had been pried open, and even the beating brain could be seen.
Moya, who was missing half of his face, was crying out as he was dying. After more than ten seconds, there was no movement.
"He died, go save others!"
Hayes kicked the dazed little Feiton, and then swung a serrated claw towards his stomach, but Hayes successfully cut off the claws with a chain sword, and hit one of its teeth with a laser pistol.
Eye.
At this time, the battle on the parapet has become intense, and the soldiers have become accustomed to how to deal with it. They gather into fighting groups in squads, and use heavy weapons such as shotguns and flamethrowers while keeping a distance from each other.
The Zerglings attack, while the others cover the heavy weapons hand.
Hayes kicked his opponent off the wall with one kick. He gasped hard, but the roars of the aliens were everywhere, hot air, waving claws and fangs, and a lot of blood, dirt and internal organs stuck to the walkway.
Within ten minutes, his arms felt as if they were filled with lead, and his brain could not process the information. He could only fight on instinct. If it weren't for the mechanical prosthetics, he might not be able to swing the chain sword.
If it goes by the usual situation, such an impact would only last for about ten minutes, and the Tyranids would recede, but something seems to be different today.
Even between battles, Hayes saw new troops climbing up the stairs at the back, including Pashtiban elites wearing segmented heavy armor.
Soon, the sound of artillery fire from behind also became intense, and the density of firepower increased. The blast of gunfire temporarily blew away the poisonous smoke, allowing Hayes to see the real scene.
Countless gun bugs and knife bugs are charging. Behind them are warrior bugs. Their four upper limbs are covered with various deadly melee weapons. They are also crawling forward, with purple bony joints and chitin shells dotted with dots.
Dirty scars, and behind them are towering executioners. These executioners seem to have undergone special evolution and are able to crawl on steep mountains with their limbs, and have rows of holes on their backs that shoot chitin spikes.
Further back, there seems to be an even more terrifying huge outline.
Hayes' eyes widened, and then he heard a roar in the sky, which was the sound of the Storm Claw formation passing by.
"General attack...this time is a general attack!"
Accompanied by Hayes' muttering, countless rockets and bombs erupted in the path of Tyranid's charge, but they barely stopped the opponent at all.
When the firelight of the explosion was reflected on their eyes, it seemed as if countless shining balls of light were reflected back. Those eyes seemed to be dead objects, with no emotions, nothing, not even hunger. The eyes of these alien races that swallowed the entire planet
There's not even that in the eyes.
Hayes realized for the first time that they might not have anything called consciousness.
They are weapons, living weapons.
"what is that!"
Suddenly, Little Feiton's voice woke him up. Hayes turned his head and looked over, seeing huge aircraft landing one after another at the stronghold.
"Ghost Valkyrie..."
This transport aircraft named Ghost is a super large variant of the Valkyrie, used to transport vehicles and light artillery. It has 4 engines and a cargo bay that can accommodate a large amount of equipment and personnel.
Hayes' eyes flashed and he realized what had happened.