After a fire, Soshiyang slammed his arm downwards, and the hot chamber of the Storm Blaster slammed the monster's plate-shaped forehead, shattering its bones.
But it still did not die, but instead roared back, its nearly absurdly large jaw bit and slammed its wrist.
Soshiyang then pounded the ground and tried harder, approaching his Terminator's power system to its limit. He used two more heavy blows to dull the fury behind the unnatural scarlet eyes. The third blow knocked the giant 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 of falling ash debris. At this moment, his armor was full of pits and cracks, and the air was filled with the terrifying, never-stop roar - WAAAAAGH!!!
This noise will occur in every battle with these green beasts, and this sound wave hell is still increasing, tearing the auditory protection in his helmet.
When he reached the edge of the slope, there was no enemy around him. He was finally able to rest temporarily, kneel on one knee, and breathe heavily.
Above him was a wide open door, and the tortured sky was bright orange like poisonous gas, and the rocket's dark clouds scratched it.
This is the normal sky color of Amydodon. As the shadow season passes, the volcanic ash that once enveloped the atmosphere gradually dissipated, and human communication and detection systems began to play a major role.
When he shifted his sight downwards, a wrinkled terrain composed of saline-alkali land was exposed before him, and shining brightly against the backdrop of successive explosions, as if one side was scattered in broken glass as wide as the continent.
The saddle-like mountains in the north stand on the fiery horizon, and a nest stands in front of the mountains, but everything between him and the nest is moving, it is a moving land, like a boiling and exciting ocean.
But that is not the earth or the ocean.
It was a living wave, a living carpet made of dark green flesh and blood, bound by heavy iron armor and covered by nightmarish roars, rolling and swallowing everything.
Nothing in the Milky Way can be compared with it, no other species can do this, and no perceived life can merge itself into this molten ambly rage.
The anger surged out of the condensed base ganglia and ran through the black blood vessels, driving the steel-hard muscle bundle to swing a blunt knife like a turbocharged hammer, slashing the land under the claws into pieces.
Greenskin, the most powerful and most alien threats faced by humans, evolved so perfectly into a violent machine, fearless and incredibly strong, with a terrifying bellicit nature, vigorous reproductive ability and extremely tough.
Now they launched a charge again, facing the tip of an Astart raid.
The operation against the Northern Mainland has been launched for a month. At first, the action went smoothly. There were indeed not many green skins here, but their warlords were very smart and shrank all their power to one place.
Once the green skin picks up the ball, their quantity deficiency will be greatly compensated and becomes more difficult to chew.
The advantage is that as long as the enemies entrenched in the Cangdu are eliminated, the Northern Continent will be wiped out.
This was a tough battle, and Soshiyan also concentrated all his powers, including his first company, the two tactical companies "lent" to him by Randall, as well as more than 500,000 mortal troops, including the auxiliary troops of the Astral Knights.
But this is not enough. The green skins entrenched in the city are more than three million, and the number of enemies and us is very different. Fortunately, not all green skins have left the city to attack. The terrain restricts the expansion of their troops, which gives Soshiyang a chance.
"Order the ground troops to suppress the enemy!"
Behind the rear, the petrified lizard cannon burst into flames, marking its position like a torch.
The logging machine gun, automatic cannon and heavy bomb gun fired fiercely at the ground like lightning, sweeping towards the large area of green muscles that were hit, and it was also mixed with the flame flow of heavy flamethrowers.
But the main force of Green Skin still rushed towards the siege of humans without carving down, and did not retreat at all because of the burning of coke from their compatriots.
Most of them had seen the empire troops who were on high alert in the rising sun. The upcoming battle only inspired them to run faster. The huge number of thugs who were drooling and gasping for breath ran forward, rolling up a large stream of smoke and dust, and the smell and thunder filled the air.
On the position, the local guards of Amyddoton looked in horror at the size of the troops rushing towards them, the saline-alkali land was covered with green skins and their crude military vehicles, and countless off-road vehicles as vanguards surrounded by huge Oak War motorcycles, and behind them were stormy infantry: unimaginable numbers of gunboys and choppingboys.
In the center of this cluster are several standing war trucks, with huge leaders standing proudly on the roof, roaring into the air, driving their subordinates forward.
When the first wave of high-speed off-road vehicles entered the range, countless artillery fire broke out from the position, and lasers and explosive bombs formed a continuous barrage.
Some of the off-road vehicles overturned and exploded into a ball of flame, while others hit directly behind them, but most vehicles were still firmly heading towards the ready human forces.
Suddenly, a group of assault motorcycles rushed out of the position and tried to intercept them before the Oak War motorcycles arrived on both wings. The giant predator tanks drove out of the smoke, and the barrels shot lasers to hit the advancing Oak off-road vehicles, breaking up their formation before they launched their attack.
The larger Maka multi-heavy tanks and Sikaran battle tanks kept firing on the green tare armor. Their fierce firepower made the impact of the green tide stutter.
Just when the green skins fought against humans outside the city, they did not expect that the place where they set out had ushered in more dangerous invaders.
"Dry them!"
Talos's chainsaw sword smashed Oak, who was wielding a scary machete to attack the Terminator sideways, and instantly smashed the green-skinned skull, even crushed the spine, causing the creature to fall to the street and become a ball.
Half an hour ago, Talos and the Terminator Squad of the Astral Knights suddenly appeared at the gate of the Nest through teleportation, and seized control of the gate, dividing the Greenskin Legion into two.
But then Green Skin launched a fierce counterattack. The most elite combat brothers of the Star Knights resisted the vast ocean of green muscles and the continuous rain of bullets. Their storm bomb guns were smoking due to the constant fire. The bursting ammunition exploded into countless deadly shrapnel in the gap. The Oaks fell one by one and were torn into pieces by continuous fire, but they continued to rush in, vowing to open the door and go to support the troops outside.
Talos stood at the gate, standing on a pile of rubble, waving the chainsaw sword that was blurred because it was too fast.
And his left hand was holding a plasma pistol, burning to try to rush towards him or trying to find a clear shooting Oak in the crowded green skin.
The Seiko pistol shot out the running blue energy, smashing Oak's skull and tearing their abdomen, and even shooting continuously would not overheat.
At this moment, he was like a gray boulder blocking the breakthrough opening of the green ocean.