At this time, outside the defense fortifications at the bridge gate, gunshots were still coming in an endless stream, and more violent explosions were approaching step by step. But at the same moment, chaotic but heavy footsteps also sounded from outside the gate.
Even the continuous and violent explosions did not completely cover up these sounds.
There are indeed more enemies approaching. Judging from the footsteps, it is not surprising that more than a hundred trolls are coming.
Marshal Aylwin clearly saw that more than ten lines of fire had entered the room.
The fierce gun battle has entered a fierce stage, and judging from the current situation, even if it turns into fierce hand-to-hand combat, it will only be a very small matter of time.
No... this is already a real problem. Colonel Myron, who had just sent a bearded demon psyker out with an axe, wielded a melta knife and cut off several combat robots that were running and leaping through the gate. He swung his knife.
His posture was like that of a warrior god showing off his domineering power, and he successfully aroused the morale of the surrounding warriors.
But at this time, the long-bearded demon psychic once again took the form of Ah Piao, got through from the upper edge of the armored door, and once again condensed into a human form and rushed over, looking like a desperate man,
Just for this fierceness, it doesn't look like the style of a bearded demon at all, it looks more like a troll.
The collision between the two psykers created a boiling air current, pushing many of the surrounding warriors to the point where they almost lost their footing.
As a result, not only robots, but many short intruders also climbed in through the armored door. They were only as tall as an adult man's chest, wearing special power armor, and the simple propellers on their backs were still smoking.
The captain, who was born as an engineer, looked at it in amazement and felt that the design was quite exquisite. If he were not in battle, he would definitely want to discuss the craftsmanship concept with the designer of this mecha.
However, these soldiers, who were only two-thirds of the height of an adult human being, showed their weapons and rushed over with shouts, like a group of little devils who had taken too much moon candy.
Therefore, the heavily armed crew members also wielded crystal battle axes and power hammers, and under the leadership of the boatswain, they pushed forward. Compared with the marines with mechas, these crew members were not professional combatants, and some
They are not even soldiers, but at this time, it is time for these second formation reserves to go up and fill in the line.
"Razakai people? Kalda goblins? Pehai pig-faced people? Isn't this unscientific?" The captain looked at these short but tough enemies. It was clear that they were no match for humans in terms of size or strength, but they could still
With a fierce energy that he didn't know where it came from, he fought with everyone inextricably.
The captain, who has been a veteran seaman for thirty years, said that he has never seen a fighting race with this kind of physique, and of course you have never heard of it.
At this time, he felt that his common sense was being subverted, and he had to be prepared to fight to the end.
He stretched out his hand to weigh the texture of the electromagnetic rifle, knocked on the protective clothing that protected his chest, and asked: "Where are our army's reinforcements? The Blue Princess has three regiments, and our escort fleet also has stormtroopers. Our strength should be
Dominate!"
"We are indeed on our way, but there are firefights happening everywhere in the ship!" said the first mate.
The implication is that everyone is working hard to come to the rescue, but when they will arrive is a sad mystery.
"Why do I feel like we're being surrounded and calling for reinforcements?" the captain couldn't help but ask.
"Is this... is this a street fight on a ship? Encircling a point to call for reinforcements? Can this also be done on a ship?" The first mate felt that the captain's imagination was a bit too rich, but after careful consideration, he found that it still made some sense.
, and suddenly fell into a state of confusion.
Marshal Aylwin is in good condition. His current expression is not so much heavy as it is doubtful. The combat effectiveness of these attackers is much stronger than he imagined. They are extremely large in number, have fierce firepower, and are well-equipped to fight.
It is also very organized, and there are also psykers. This kind of troop organization is enough even if you want to join a gang to seize the empire's dreadnought.
Wouldn't it be too extravagant if it was just for a mere President Nishita?
Although this veteran of the Revolutionary War had not been to a battle for some time, his sense of smell had not deteriorated.
"I know that if you want to do something these days, you will offend people, but President Nishita shouldn't be so important, right?" the marshal muttered to himself.
Several officers around him looked at each other and were speechless for a moment. They always felt that the old marshal was mocking the president and it was of no use, but it was not easy to think too carefully about this kind of thing.
At this time, the captain was also shouting an order: "Close the door! Do it now! Close the door for me!"
This time, there will be no objection to his order.
Of course, there are actually many enemies with live ammunition rushing into the bridge, but at least they cannot control the various control terminals, and the firepower in their hands will not cause any structural damage to the metal gate made of heavy gold. Once
Once the door is closed, the enemies rushing into the bridge can be concentrated and annihilated.
This also means that everyone is ready to give up counterattack and prepare to hold on to delay time.
In addition, again, after the Navy Day incident in 830, the bridge defense of the Azure Princess has also been modified in a very user-friendly manner. Even if the gate is blocked, it does not mean that there is no other secret passage that can be transferred
.
"There is a possibility of losing ground here. Sir, please move immediately. Take the second emergency evacuation route." Marshal Aylwin's temporary adjutant, Major Bruce, issued an asylum request again - the reason why it is "temporary" is
Because the marshal is theoretically a retired man, and his position is also that of an advisor. However, this time he accompanied the president on a diplomatic mission and needed an administrative assistant, so he had this capable temporary adjutant.
This time, the old marshal stopped being pretentious. He nodded and stood up and walked towards the aft cabin passage on the third floor of the bridge. His adjutant and nearly a squad of soldiers surrounded him.
The bridge of the Azure Princess is as big as an entire celestial court. Even the nearest battle is still one or two hundred meters away, but this is no longer a safe place.
Although the old marshal is over ninety years old, his pace is not slow. At least it is much faster than President Nishita who just retreated. He is still holding the rifle with professional movements. He is already ready to use the weapon to protect him.
Plan it yourself.
This veteran who had experienced the War of Independence was not afraid of death and had the consciousness to die here. However, if he had a chance to escape, he was not prepared to lose his life in such a tortured way.
In fact, since the battle has been staged everywhere in the ship, it is not safe to take the emergency escape route at this time, but it should always be safer than inside the bridge.
"The evacuation passage can go to the third floor, we..." the adjutant reported while following the marshal closely.
But then, the attacker's roar, more intense gunshots and explosions, and the man's screams turned into boiling air waves and intertwined, completely covering up his voice.
Before the armored door could be completely raised to close the passage, the giants' beast-like bodies had already appeared in everyone's sight.
"Where is Kes Nishita!" The leader of the troll opened his bloody mouth under the half helmet and shouted: "Put down your weapons, hand over Kes Nishita, and your lives will be forgiven!"
"
His business was covered up by the explosion. This was a result of several marines firing grenades at the troll's big face, but those shells seemed to fall into an invisible network. The series of explosions revealed
Due to its power and flash, those who didn’t know it thought it was a string of firecrackers.
Another psyker, and definitely much more powerful than the bearded demon who was having an inextricable fight with Colonel Myron.
Although Marshal Elwin is not an extraordinary person, he has made such a judgment. He knows very well that a race of giants such as the Myhandar Trolls, who are gifted with strong life spirits, will become more powerful after possessing psychic powers.
What a dangerous enemy.
Fortunately, Colonel Myron had already used the equipment advantage of the heraldry machine to crush the bearded demon's head. He fiddled with the melt sword and shook his finger at the troll through the three-meter-thick door.
The morale of the defenders on the bridge soared, and they all felt as if they had seen the God of War descending to earth. Even the captain felt that although Master Juque and Master Fish Gut protected the president and left first, there was still Colonel Myron by his side.
With such a master, everything will be stable.
What's more, the armored door has now risen more than two meters. Through the gap that is about to close, only the head of the troll psyker can be seen. Even if it is a troll psyker, this wall can be used as a door.
It will take a lot of time to break open the door of the battleship's armor plate.
perhaps……
The captain immediately became nervous and prepared to instruct everyone to pile some more furniture at the gate to strengthen the fortifications, so that he could hold on for a while longer.
As for Colonel Myron, he was probably feeling very proud because he had just killed a psyker. He even gave the troll opposite him a middle finger through the gate.
Then, I saw the troll with a body like a mountain, and its body suddenly turned into nothingness, floating over like a ghost, and then condensed into a solid body again.
...Co-author All of you can become ghosts, right?
Fortunately, this troll psyker who had turned from a ghost into a physical entity seemed to have quite a bit of martial virtue. He did not take advantage of everyone's stunned moment to make a sneak attack. Instead, he shouted: "For your lives, surrender to the weapons! This is
Last warning!"
What a very polite warrior!
However, after the warning was completed, he said nothing and rushed forward to fight with Colonel Myron.
On the other side, Marshal Aylwin still paid attention to these changes, and his steps were even faster. Now he has led everyone into the back cabin of the bridge and safely entered the elevator of the emergency passage. This passage
The upgrade system uses additional power. Even if the bridge terminal is compromised, the operation will not be affected.
"Enter the cargo hold at the lowest level from the emergency access elevator, and then transfer to the rescue cabin." Marshal Aylwin said.
Major Bruce suddenly realized it and sighed in his heart that the marshal was the marshal. He was still so decisive at such an old age. The key was to be able to think of the optimal retreat route with just a little thought, and he quickly started to operate.
As the elevator door closed, the adjutant breathed a sigh of relief. He also wanted to contact other departments of the fleet, especially to confirm the safety of Mr. President, but he heard the marshal say: "They are not predators!"
After hearing this, the major was not surprised. He was also an officer. Although he had never fought a real predator face to face, he had read the battle reports. Indeed, he had never seen such a well-equipped predator and his actions were so organized. It had been a long time ago.
I started to doubt the other party's true identity.
In other words, it stands to reason that all organized plunderers should have died in the New World.
"They are not the Alliance Space Fleet either." Marshal Elwin said again.
Major Bruce's mood is still stable. From the beginning, he did not believe that the attacker just now was the Alliance's space fleet, and must be an enemy pretending to be one.
How else to explain the current situation? The Alliance Space Fleet and the Predator colluded to harm President Nichtar?
"So, is it really an assassin paid by the empire?" Major Bruce asked.
"...Is this the result of your judgment?" Marshal Aylwin's expression was calm, but he seemed to be sighing silently.
The major felt that he should have been ridiculed by the Marshal, but he did not dare to have any dissatisfaction, but he still asked doubtfully: "So, what do you mean..."
"Speaking of which, the technique of turning into a ghost is a bit standardized, isn't it?"
Major Bruce couldn't answer either. Although he was powerful, he was still just an ordinary person and didn't understand mysticism. What's more, his common sense told him that psychic powers had nothing to do with standardization.
"Speaking of which, I had some rumors during the War of Independence. I heard that there was such a troop of extraordinary beings active on the hidden battlefield..." the marshal said to himself.
Major Bruce immediately became interested.
"Forget it, it's just a rumor after all."
"..." The major was very sad and angry, but he was Marshal Elwin after all. Even if he became the Riddler, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
The conversation between the two was interrupted. At this time, the elevator they were in made a sharp sound, and after a burst of vibration and friction that made it difficult to stand upright, it stopped with difficulty.
Marshal Aylwin felt that his internal organs were almost turned upside down, and felt that this situation was really unfriendly to a poor old man. Fortunately, he finally did not fall, and was supported by the guards, and then he
Overheard the conversation between Major Bruce and other officers.
"We've stopped on the third floor! It's an automatic emergency measure for the evacuation elevator!"
"There was an explosion in the cargo bay at the bottom? Is there a fight there too?"
In any case, this rickety elevator was not a place to stay for long. Everyone opened the door manually with difficulty. Then the intersection in front of the passage came into view, but the enemy and ourselves were fighting together.
Earth stormtroopers in standard mechas and attackers in miscellaneous green-skin-style suits fought together, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me. Occasionally, there were combat robots dancing in the rain of bullets and white blades, constantly creating more victims.
Then, a robot that looked like a wolfdog jumped out from the battle group, turned its head and aimed its two Vulcan cannons at the elevator door that had just been opened, releasing a boiling rain of bullets.
It's not the only bot switching targets.
Obviously, these combat machines that invaded the Blue Princess have a clear attack sequence.