paranoianovel Chapter 223 Escape
Chapter 223 Escape
The soldiers on Anthony's side were stunned. We were exhausted and only 24 meters away from the place. Are you telling me that you have finished deploying?
You really have a noble spirit of sacrifice.
Five minutes, not five minutes after the bomb is timed to explode, but that the team guarding the No. 001 biological annihilation melt bomb is sure to hold on for five minutes.
There are four think tank directors over there, trying their best to support the psychic barrier to resist the enemy's psychic wave. One of them is a subspace teleportation system. He can try to throw a group of Astartes wearing only power armor in the final stage. In subspace. That is to say, the Interceptor team of the Gray Knights dares (wearing power armor) to travel through the subspace on a large scale with the help of psykers (themselves).
They fought very hard, this was inside the biological mothership, and the corresponding location in the subspace was the terrifying Hive Mind, but each of them was the best warrior and determined to hold on until the last moment.
None of the think tanks on Anthony's side are from the teleportation department, and their main task now is to escape alive.
At this time, looking back at the way they came, the soldiers attacked from below the mothership, slowly walked upwards, and entered the core area. In other words...
Although pulling a cart up the mountain is tiring, going down the mountain...
The melta troops sat in front of the bio-annihilation melt bomb transport truck. Behind them squatted the sword troops, then the standing plasma gun troops, and the rest followed behind.
Brothers, charge forward and fight your way out.
The technical sergeant pushed hard and it was much easier to go down the mountain. Everyone worked hard, the mission was accomplished, and I am still alive, which is a great thing.
Anthony was spread flat on top of the bomb without any sense of loyalty by his own guards, posing in a large font. The soldiers even divided the small bomb cart into five defensive zones based on his shape.
After learning that Anthony's jetpack and power core were damaged, the Techmarine unceremoniously chopped the heavy thing off his back with a single blow.
Anthony had some difficulty breathing. It would be considered good if he could survive without power for ten minutes.
Numerous Hive Guards and various Zerg species in front came to support and blocked the way with their bodies. The crazy warriors continued to fire even if they overloaded their melta guns. The think tanks overdrawn their psychic energy to sweep away the enemies. The entire team moved at extremely fast speeds. Brutally crashing through the Zerg lines.
Among the remaining Primaris warriors of the red torrent, another one was killed by the endless blades emerging from both sides. Among the remaining five, a white-scarred boy took on the driving task of the "Biological Annihilation Melt Bomb Bumper Car". The technical sergeant who turned into an "engine" was even crazier. Along the way, his whole body jingled and unloaded the load. Energy is poured out for free.
He doesn't have a flight module, but he still has one way to survive.
Techmarines live and die with their bombs. When other bombs are planted, they can fall with their own bombs, using the transport trolley to withstand the unforgiving friction of the atmosphere. When he drops to a certain height, the bomb will deploy a giant parachute. If he is lucky enough to stand in the air and kill all the incoming gargoyles, he can return to the ground with the bomb.
I'm going back to my little stove to forge!
The technical sergeant even removed the attached fixed limbs and kicked his feet very fast.
I should install a jet acceleration device on the back of my butt. After this battle, I will go see if the technical sergeants of the White Scars Regiment are still alive, and get some acceleration bottles.
Anthony swayed helplessly with the bombs, and the figures on his face were constantly shot down. Occasionally, someone would jump back on him with a few big jumps from behind, but the others were never seen again.
Two more warriors died, leaving only two Primaris warriors guarding Anthony closely.
"The Emperor's blessing, the entrance is ahead. Prepare for melt."
Ahead was the end of the road, and the surrounding Zerg disappeared. Layers of thick chitin outer carapace gradually appeared on both sides, which were used by the biological mothership to defend against planetary cannons.
"There is a melt cabin ahead, blow it up." The Zerg dealt with the breach in the battleship in the simplest way - using a melt cabin to block the melted path.
"The melta gun is overloaded, who has a bomb?"
"No more, they have been used up a long time ago, Think Tank! Well, Think Tank, wake up!"
The think tank has passed out due to the forced use of a large amount of psychic energy in the subspace covered by the hive mind.
When Anthony finally had time to speak, he yelled, "Ion gun, overload it!"
Techmarine unlocked an ion pistol. He made a simple little loop, a simple mechanical pull that pulls the trigger a few seconds after throwing it.
“Praise be to Omnisiah!”
The technical sergeant rounded his arm and threw out an ion pistol that had just been fired. The force was very clever. The pistol did not spin in the air, but flew straight out. The trigger was successfully activated, and an ion bullet was fired. , hit the melt cabin, burning a small hole, and you could see the squirming bright red flesh behind it repairing the hole.
"The machine spirit is so loyal. Who else is less reliable?"
The small truck was soon going to reach the "blocked" area ahead. The technical sergeant saw the ion pistol on Anthony's waist in desperation. It showed the cooling time of the twelfth shot.
(For example, the ion pistol fires every 24 seconds. After extensive testing, it explodes on average on the 24th shot. That means it can "safely" fire twelve shots and then perform a cooling operation, so there will be a loyal tenth Three shots....)
The technical sergeant took a gamble, pulled out the ion pistol from Anthony's waist, and fired a shot in the back.
Very good, I am not dead.
Within 24 seconds, the Techmarine strapped on the trigger buckle and slammed the ion pistol onto the melta chamber with all his strength.
"boom!"
The huge explosion destroyed the entire blockade. The fire of the explosion intertwined with the blue-white energy of the plasma, raising metal vapor and then surrounding the crash area.
As soon as the small cart of biological annihilation fusion bombs passed by, everyone could already see the war-torn land in the small mouth ahead.
The slippery biological repair slime underfoot accelerated everyone's speed. Like biological cannons bombarding the earth, everyone plunged into the atmosphere from the flesh hole.
Anthony was still lying on his back on the bomb in a "big" shape. Through the tactical eyepiece, he saw that the huge land-like biological mothership above was getting smaller. After taking a breath, it suddenly stopped all movements.
The waving biological tentacles stagnated in the air, and their flesh and blood were locked, as stiff as a sculpture. The biological cannon also stopped operating. Anthony could even see the "half-born" plankton spore bomb, just stuck there. Even the violent plasma inside no longer flickered, and time seemed to have stopped.
Anthony's eyes widened, looking at the biological mothership above him that was getting further and further away from him. The huge hull turned into ashes in an instant. No matter how carefully Anthony observed, he never saw the spread of attack ripples.
Annihilation seemed instantaneous.
The entire biological mothership, together with the capillary tower tubes, turned into dust.
Anthony couldn't see clearly. The surrounding flames rubbing against the atmosphere blocked his vision. The ashes and the dark universe merged into one, disappearing from the field of vision against the background of the dim starry sky.
The falling speed is getting faster and faster.
"Technical Sergeant. What should we do!"
"You and I, Chapter Commander, can only keep one! The parachute can't hold two people!" The technical sergeants of Diamond Fist have removed most of the useless things, but the parachute equipped with the bio-annihilation fusion bomb can only be loaded for multiple times. The weight of an Astartes.
"The two of us take Anthony and fly away."
"No! The flight module for two people cannot carry a third person!"
The two soldiers looked at each other and turned to look at the brothers around them. They also picked up a brother whose backpack was damaged, but there were three of them.
The surrounding warriors flew away in groups. The last veteran was an ordinary Astartes. He glanced at Anthony, expressed his helplessness, activated the ancient jetpack and flew away.
The two sides looked at each other and their swords were at war. The two Primaris warriors were ready to kick the Diamond Fist's technical sergeant down.
Suddenly, one brother felt his hand sink, and it was Brother Anthony who was pulling him hard.
He leaned over and leaned in front of Anthony's tactical helmet, the two helmets were pressed together, and shouted loudly, "Don't worry, we will definitely rescue you."
The two helmets were stuck together, and the words were indistinct, transmitted to Anthony through the metal, and Anthony's head slowly tilted back.
The Primaris warrior thought that Anthony believed in him and was about to stand up. The head below him slammed into his helmet. The tactical helmet bounced twice on the huge bomb and fell to the side, being blown away by the turbulence of the atmosphere.
Anthony finally took off his helmet and yelled: "Cut my legs off."
???
"Anthony..."
"I said cut off my legs!"
The two guards immediately understood what Anthony meant. They were just taking off the burden, but...
"You're too seriously injured, the pharmacist can't save you!"
Anthony's chest was seriously injured, and his head was hit by the Zerg. If he cut off his legs again, he would probably die on the spot.
"Cut! Order!" Anthony opened his mouth, and the air in his lungs was sucked out due to the huge air pressure difference. He almost died. The wound on his chest collapsed again, and his entire face turned pale.
The two warriors looked at each other and said, "Let's go!"
A soldier handed a small beacon to the technical sergeant and said, "Take it, we are coming for you." Then he grabbed one of Anthony's arms and jumped out.
The Mark 10 flight module was activated, the power sword flashed with cold light, and Anthony's legs smashed into the thick black smoke below with a stream of blood, and disappeared.
Another warrior grabbed Anthony's left arm and jumped out.
The bleeding quickly stopped, and the Astartes self-dormant mechanism in Anthony's body activated. After all the wounds were sealed, he fell into a deep sleep, and his body entered a state similar to suspended animation.
.......
"哐~哐~哐~~"
A sound of metal hitting woke Anthony up. He was a little confused and felt extreme pain all over his body, as if someone was stabbing every inch of his flesh with a needle.
"Where am I..."
"In the temporary medical area, brother." The technical sergeant's voice came from the side, familiar but a little strange.
"Where am I! Brother, where am I!"
"Sarcophagus, Croken House."
"Technical Sergeant, this isn't funny!" Anthony wanted to bend over and sit up, but the Cast Iron Dauntless... had no waist.
"Help me up! Tech Sergeant." The huge cast iron Dreadnought was lying on the floor, its two mechanical feet kicking around.
"Not now, I'm doing surgery, please wait."
"Surgery? You?"
"We have recovered the technical sergeant of the Diamond Fist. Obviously, the pharmacist alone cannot save him... Hey, what is this instrument for? It seems to be a special medicine syringe..."
Obviously, Anthony grasped the key point immediately.
"Techmarine found...then the bio-annihilation fusion bomb."
"What the hell, that's a sacred object that's been there since the founding of our war group. It's called the Red Torrent's exclusive secret, the world and the earth live together."
Anthony's mood felt better, and he suddenly felt that there was hope in life.
"Technical Sergeant, I feel severe pain all over my body. Do you have any pain relief medication?"
"I'm afraid not, Anthony. Pain is the anchor for you to maintain your sanity. Look away. Feeling pain means you are still alive. It is better than watching the wealth you have worked so hard to save disappear bit by bit. The waves are not even turning."
"This is the truth..." The words of the technical sergeant made Anthony feel in his heart, and the desire to survive suddenly came up.
Yes, I have worked hard to save for so long, and even if I die, I have to lose everything, otherwise I will not die in peace.
"Then it's time for me to brag about it to the new recruits... and teach them my war experience."
"I'm afraid time hasn't passed as long as you thought, Brother Anthony, the war with the Tyranids is still going on."
After the biological mothership was destroyed, the large biological warships were summoned back by the main fleet to defend the core mothership that was half the size of the planet.
However, the Zerg on the ground did not die. They were "disconnected from the Internet, but still in the local area network."
The Zerg on the ground are vaguely headed by a bad woman bug that has been strengthened to the size of a Titan. It can eat biomass and give birth to knife bugs and gun bugs. Although it is only the lowest level Zerg, after losing its mothership, its batch size has increased. Its production capacity is enough to make other bugs respect it as their king.
When this bug was created, it was rubbed by the mothership and packed together with a neuron bug. Its psychic energy node was so powerful that there were at least thirty small biological warships in space under its command.
Those gunboat-class and frigate-class biological warships are still in the orbit of the planet, constantly launching attacks on the world of Alisas III.
The Titan-level bugs on the ground have not been eliminated. It can even be said that their power is already equivalent to the overall strength of the Empire's defenders. The Order of the Mourning Bell has lost a lot of divine machines. The Titans fell to the ground and became simple petrified lizards. Artillery positions.
The two sides are still shooting at each other. The wars are endless.
"Here, here! Pharmacist, if you pierce this metal plate, you can knock down the flesh and blood. You pierce the needle, and I'll weld it!"
Anthony was still lying on his back, a little unhappy.
"Since the war is not over, shouldn't I go to the battlefield to kill insects? Why are you leaving me here!"
"I'm afraid you have more important things to do."
The current situation...is much more painful than before.
There were over sixty Astartes Chapters, fifty-one of them were led by Chapter Commanders, and the rest were led by Company Commanders.
Thirty-eight of these fifty-one chapter leaders were taken away and participated in the assault organized by the navy. Ten of them had just died in the biological mothership where Anthony escaped.
If nothing else goes wrong, the three chapter commanders, including Anthony, will take over the banner of commanding the ground war, perhaps joined by think tanks and old company commanders.
"There are three minutes left and you need to attend a ground war command meeting because Coriasius and his guards have not returned."
"Didn't he evacuate? Well, the Emperor bless you."
"Pharmacist, hold him down! Hold down! Wait until I connect this joint!"
The technical sergeant began drastic (physical sense) life-saving surgery again.
........
Several representatives of the Chapter entered the holographic conference hall. Basically, only the Primaris Chapter Leader and the Think Tank could participate in this meeting.
Antony is an ordinary Astartes. Even if he enters, he will lose the decision-making power in the subsequent voting.
However, when a fearless holographic projection entered the meeting, everyone fell silent.
For others, fearlessness represents experience. For Anthony, it is now fearless. After all the conference tables were lit up, he was the first to speak, "The war situation is urgent. I have just joined Dauntless. I don't have time to talk to you anymore. Let's talk about how to fight."
"Which war group are you from?"
"Red torrent."
"Excuse my ignorance, I have never heard of your group."
"Where are you? I'll come here now to let you get to know me."
"......"
The leader stopped talking. Fearless, if he said he would kill him, he would really kill him.
The theme of this meeting is to solve the strategic adjustment problem of the imperial forces from the strategic stalemate stage to the strategic counter-offensive stage in the ground war against the new Tyranids that invaded Arissas.
The talks were held in a friendly and enthusiastic atmosphere. Representatives from all parties spoke enthusiastically and actively put forward constructive opinions. They clarified the specific path for future work and made decisions that went deep into the grassroots level so that every soldier has orders to follow. , there is a way to go, there are people to ask, and he made an indelible contribution to the victory of the war.
All in all, the meeting achieved the purpose of clearly recognizing the situation, unifying thinking, clarifying goals, firming beliefs, and gathering strength.
In short, this meeting established a command system with three regiment leaders as the decision-making body and four think tanks providing suggestions. It improved the coordination and command system of each unit and clarified the specific responsibilities of each department. It was an important turning point in this war.
With a quadruple bomb in his left hand and a hot-melt nozzle attached to the ion killer in his right hand, Anthony was able to engage in verbal battles with the crowd at the meeting. Fortunately, it was a holographic meeting. If it were an offline discussion, it would be a scene full of excitement and fire.
Everyone present is a veteran of hundreds of battles, but Anthony's strength is that he has rich experience in commanding multiple types of gene seed warriors in joint operations. To put it bluntly, Anthony's department, who works with Salamanders and Angels of Dawn every day, Among the nine loyal seeds, he commands six all year round, so he is naturally rich in experience.
(In this battle, all the Dark Crow Scions have been killed and wounded, and no one from the Wolf Group or the Dark Angels has come.)
As the meeting ended, Anthony endured the severe pain and stood outside the command room. He was the temporary commander of this temporary medical area, combat readiness center and the entrance to the factory below. This place is located in the mountains inside the continent and is the core and most important. The line of defense can also be called the last line of defense.
He walked step by step along the wide central avenue. The roaring Land Speeders and the black gargoyles danced in the sky. The basilisk fire ripped through the black curtain with bright red fire. Night fell, but the day remained. .
"All departments concentrate their firepower and prioritize the enemy's air force!"
Since the enemy can only create gun bugs and knife bugs, let's kill their air force first and free up our bomber support.
"Commander Anthony, we have very little air force left."
"That's better than nothing. At least you don't have to defend yourself against attacks from the sky."
The ground rumbled as raiders burrowed, trying to storm our fortress before crashing into the solid underground metal wall.
"Commander Anthony, we don't have enough materials."
"Use the remaining materials to make artillery shells and infantry ammunition. Astartes, please be careful and reduce the use of explosive bombs. Your task is to maintain the front line and kill the bugs that rush into our position. Use ions as much as possible Weapon-like."
The cheapest gunworm is not worth consuming precious explosive shells.
The Titans of the Order of the Bell walk on the earth. They are under the responsibility of another Chapter Master. They only hunt large enemy units, find the evil woman Titan as the mother insect, and kill it.
The dull sound of mourning bells rang through the sky, and the praises of Omnisiah also floated across the battlefield through the loudspeakers.
The only Emperor-class Titan dispatched from the mountains after the enemy's large biological battleship left.
The majestic church built on the top of the mountain shook, and the thick and long barrel stretched out of the "window". The mountain collapsed, revealing the original valley. The black smoke and dust above created a wonder of the same color between heaven and earth.
Huge mechanical feet penetrated from the wall of smoke and stomped heavily on the ground with unparalleled force. The ground beneath their feet collapsed, and the Emperor-class Titan "The Great Journey" joined the battle.
It comes from that glorious age, when no one talked about loyalty every day, and people had many, many hopes, such as Sanguinius, Horus, Lionel Jonson... At that time, mankind had grown from a small land. Killing the world, everyone is united, the momentum is overwhelming, and the momentum is vigorous; at that time, that great man was still walking in the world, and mankind was full of enterprising spirit. This Titan was born at that time, carrying the highest ideal of mankind and embarking on an endless journey.
It traveled half the galaxy, sleeping, fighting, and sleeping again.
Now, the ancient machine soul has awakened. Facing a new enemy of mankind, this emperor-class titan raised its giant feet with disdain and crushed the tiny ants with a war trample.
You dare to block my journey?
Too weak, too weak!