There was no inquiry, because the sound of gunfire and thermal imaging had already told Calvin the current situation.
There is no small talk, because entering the battlefield a second earlier may save the life of an extra soldier.
They didn't even have time to communicate with the captain, they just nodded to this brave young man as they passed by.
The Gray Knights strode towards the front lines on both sides according to the predetermined tactics.
After the tactics were established, the command authority was delegated, and Calvin, who had escaped, returned to his favorite position at the tip of the knife.
Not far behind the bulkhead on the left was the front line of the battle. He had already seen the two sides still fighting and confronting each other through the thermal imaging in the eyepiece.
"Mortal! Prepare to escape! 5 seconds to interrupt and prepare to fire!" His voice was transmitted from the communicator to the sergeant major on the front line.
The experienced veteran was already red-eyed, but the last bit of clarity in his heart awakened his sense of responsibility to his comrades.
Still alive! At least take these people back alive!
He suppressed his destructive emotions of dying with the enemy and quickly conveyed the command to everyone who could hear it.
Just when he finished delivering the message, the firepower of Calvin and others had already arrived.
Separated by two layers of walls, the heavy bolt guns of the Sinners team have begun to shoot across the gap in the bulkhead.
The covering firepower made the orcs on the opposite side unable to lift their heads for a moment.
"Retreat! Go back!"
The sergeant major struggled to drag the soldier who was unwilling to leave back, and the latter's red eyes and violent breathing proved the intensity of the battle.
The entangled orcs still wanted to pursue him, but as soon as they raised their feet, they were grabbed by the charging Calvin and taken away instantly.
The tip of the lightning claw on Calvin's left hand is deeply inserted into the orc's body. At this time, the light of the decomposing force field can be seen.
"Pfft~"
Calvin casually crushed the orc hanging in his hand, shook his hand, and continued walking towards the opposite side without stopping.
The counterattack has begun.
The Gray Knights are taking over the original positions of the mortals and beginning to attack.
Calvin, who disliked the inconvenience of wielding the warhammer in such an environment, dropped it at his feet and took the Roman dagger hanging from his waist in his hand.
With a dagger in one hand and a lightning claw in the other, he pinpointed the opponent's position and teleported. The subsequent rain of blood revealed the fate of these orcs.
The Gray Knights who came after him couldn't even keep up with him, and could only pass through cabins that were "cleaned" one after another.
The front on the right progressed a little slower, but it was invincible under the successive charges of the two terminators, Golden and Tarik.
Another name for the Terminator Power Armor - the significance of the Tactical Dreadnought Armor has been highlighted like never before.
In this cramped environment, armor equals life, and strength equals killing.
In this environment, users of Terminator power armor have nothing to fear!
"The big guy from Xiami is here! It's a big can! It's silver!"
The boys on the front line came back after being chopped to pieces, and brought such news to the war boss.
The angry war boss shot the boy to death, then roared loudly and looked around.
Just as he gathered his guards and prepared to go to the front line, Calvin, who had already fought his way through the battlefield on the left wing, happened to walk out of the gap in the bulkhead.
The moment the two sides met, they knew from each other's eyes that the other person was the person they were looking for, and the next battle began naturally.
The orc boss was very happy when he saw this big can that looked waaaaah. He roared and rushed towards Calvin with the boys:
"Boys, get on side by side! What's the morality of sharing a can of dried shrimps with him! Brother Mao is on top! He's already thirsty for the big chop and big bang in his hands!"
There is no way, I don’t blame the war boss for not respecting animal ethics, but if he really wants to be moral, he will not be kicked out of the tribe and become a pirate.
How many normal beasts are there who can survive in an orc clan and become pirates?
On the other hand, Calvin's reaction was much calmer.
He has absolute confidence in whether he can solve the opponent's problem.
But the comrades behind him still need time to arrive. If the opponent is killed too quickly, it will be quite troublesome to clean up the scattered orcs.
Calvin, who has been using teleportation continuously, is in good condition, and the power still surging in his body makes him choose the most flexible and luxurious way of playing - teleportation guerrilla warfare.
His figure began to flicker across the entire orc camp, and every time he appeared there would be a shower of blood.
And every time he flashes, he happens to be stuck when the orc boss is about to arrive, and a new round of transmission begins.
The battle scenes started to get funny:
Calvin is running in front, and the orc boss is chasing behind with the boys;
Every time he catches up, Calvin starts a new round of transmission.
The boys screamed when they were chopped, and the boss screamed with anger.
The boys were beaten to pieces but could not run away. The boss chased Calvin all over the house...
No matter how long the journey is, it has an end, let alone this short 200 meters.
Subsequent Gray Knights arrived one after another and joined the battlefield.
Led by two champion knights, they consciously spread out to the wings to occupy a wider shooting angle as much as possible.
And Calvin finally stopped fighting guerrillas after five flashes.
Under the high consumption of teleportation skills, even though his spiritual energy was surging, he began to feel a sense of exhaustion.
He began to turn around and confront the War Boss with the fire support of the Gray Knights.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The orc boss's power ax and Calvin's power dagger clashed several times in a short period of time.
Even with the sparks flying, they couldn't find any obvious flaws in each other.
Several shots fired by the orc boss's Big Bang Bang Lengzi were all eaten up by Calvin's force shield, which did not produce the results he wanted;
Calvin's short sword suffers from the fact that it is too light and cannot produce a suppressive effect.
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As for the Lightning Claw, the multiple corpses of Slash Guys that fell around him have proven its lethality.
Calvin now misses the warhammer he had thrown away because he disliked its cumbersomeness.
If this thing existed, he would have neatly dealt with the guy in front of him.
The war boss is different, it wants to run away now.
As early as the first batch of gray knights who arrived appeared on the edge of the battlefield, he felt the change in the battlefield situation.
His cunning eyes began to look around covertly, but Calvin, who had already begun to fight back, deliberately held him back.
The boys on the battlefield have lost all their morale in Calvin's unreasonable raid.
And the diehards around him were torn apart one by one by Calvin's lightning claws in the subsequent battle.
There are fewer and fewer active boys under the killing of the Gray Knights who are coming later. Some smart guys have begun to collect the property of their dead companions around them and start to run away.
The boss suddenly missed his time in the clan tribe.
Although the atmosphere there is not as free as on a pirate ship. But under the leadership of a big warlord, the morale of pure clan warriors is much more stable than the current group of miscellaneous fish.
"We have to leave! At least we won't be eaten up by the shrimps here!"
It thinks this way and also does this.
After deliberately slashing with all his strength, the war boss who had distanced himself fired all the bullets in his hand towards Calvin.
"Go to hell! Hateful stinky shrimp!"
In addition to the burnt yellow teeth, you can even see the huge jaw tonsils trembling in its roaring mouth.
But hidden behind the anger and fighting spirit, his darting eyes betrayed his desire to run away.
"Go on! Calvin!"
Tariq's voice suddenly appeared in Calvin's mind, and the shared vision brought by the connected thought channel told Calvin what the object flying behind him was.
He raised the dagger in his hand and swung it with all his strength at the orc boss on the opposite side. Then, using the inertia of his arm, he turned around and caught Taric's throw - the war hammer he had discarded before.
The core material of this warhammer comes from his battle harvest on SATA One, the crystal left behind by the demon named Eternal Cancer after his death.
He was discovered by Gavins and others during the post-war search after he was in coma and brought back.
The specific material of this crystal, which is about the size of a fist (Astartes standards), is unknown, but its psychic conductivity is extremely powerful.
After it was finally purified through numerous holy rituals, it was handed over to the forging masters in the Deimos Forging World.
Masters are also very interested in this material from the devil:
Because these materials often have some weird characteristics, they also give weapons some special effects that cannot be copied.
The same is true for this crystal, which will always refuse the affinity and welding of any metal under non-psionic conditions.
However, under the psychic reaction, the molten metal is always affected by its psychic fluctuations, causing the entire weapon's ectomorphosis to change into an unexpected shape;
And its special effects are also very interesting. After being penetrated by psychic energy, it will always strengthen the inertial potential energy of the weapon in a short period of time based on the amount of psychic energy received.
And as long as the user is willing, it can instantly store huge potential energy under the precise control of psychic energy and add it to the next swing.
This valuable characteristic is extremely rare in the long career of foundry masters, and it must be put to good use.
So after many attempts and trial production by these masters, it finally returned to Calvin in the form of an atypical war hammer, or more like a scepter with a thickened body.
Like every warrior who loves his weapon, Calvin loved the gift he received after waking up.
He named this heavy war hammer (no) or scepter "Mission" to show its unstoppable potential when it is wielded.
Calvin held the "mission" in his hands.
And what was held together with it was Calvin's murderous intention.