Chapter 42 The Power of Melt

The roar of the monster engine made people feel oppressive, and the explosion exploded on the flanks of the Chimera. The loyal imperial machinery was also turned into scrap metal at this moment, which made people feel heartbroken and silenced the soldiers.

The huge orc machines continue to move forward, flamethrowers and chain saws will kill all living creatures, failure may be close to them, so-called sacrifices and heroes are worthless in the face of the power of true destruction?

The heavy bomb team continued to fire, and the answer they received was the flames sprayed by the orc mechas, turning the bombs into thick molten iron and turning the soldiers into burnt brown skeletons.

The evil voice of waaagh echoed in the dense and narrow forest, the power of the canned fear spread outside people's hearts, and the emperor's blessing completely dissipated in the face of the power of absolute error.

The soldiers were not necessarily desperate. At first, all eyes were still on the heroic platoon leader Alan Beyer.

From the day Alan Bayer remembered, the so-called specialness was far away from him. He had seen the teacher's tirelessness, read countless complicated test papers, and had expected miracles in his heart.

His family was looking forward to him, with expectations wrapped around his body. In his eyes at that time, the sky was still completely blue.

But he does not deny that the legendary angel has the protection of the emperor, nor does he deny that the so-called saint can be resurrected after death.

I heard that if he was as strong as Staff Officer Kane, he could tear through that piece of rotten iron with his legs, but he was no more than a mortal, like an ant in front of it.

He has nothing, but luck finally protects him...

But they call him a hero

Because he has brought miracles

they call him a hero

Because he was born differently

They make him a hero

Because he survived the catastrophe

They made him a hero

That's why

Then he is simply a hero

If you can save the people of Tiandong!

Alan Baier got up, took off his measurable backpack and lowered his load. The ridiculously weak hell gun pointed at the metal monster and roared. The beam hit its sensor, causing the huge monster to shake.

"Come here!" He showed off his face and ran. He caused the orc machine to turn its gun, allowing the other soldiers to roll and crawl out of the bunker and run towards the city with ammunition and equipment.

However, the beam of his hell gun failed to penetrate the machine body when it hit it. The so-called heroic words before were no longer a joke.

He would not just wait to die. Maybe it would sound stupid to give his new relatives a chance to live, but Alan Bayer didn't really hope that he could live toward death.

His shoulders were aching, and his eyes couldn't see clearly. He was dancing like an actor in front of the huge monster, and even a single shot from the hell gun couldn't make a few holes in his face.

He wandered around in the forest, hoping to fight for a chance of survival, but the huge mechanical monster could burn the forest.

For greenskins, the so-called environment is insignificant. The forest is surrounded by high temperatures, and countless trees are ignited by flamethrowers. However, the fire not only did not kill Alan Bair, but also allowed his body to disappear. in.

The green skin piloting the machine became more and more irritable, spraying missiles and flames continuously, but Alan Bair hid in the forest, breathing heavily, and slowly retreated into the distance.

A miracle happens again, is it luck? Yes, the experience of fighting Catachan allowed him to learn how to hide in the forest. In the case of one person, he could hide more thoroughly than other soldiers!

Even if the flames burn his body, it will be blocked by the highly sealed armor of the carapace, making him unexpectedly heat-resistant. Swamp-like dead leaves can also sneak into it and lower the temperature.

Others have quickly evacuated, holding ammunition and weapons, so the Chimera of the staff will be buried there forever...

When the giant war machine leaves, it leaves behind burning ferns.

Alan Bayer breathed a sigh of relief, he was still alive and went east, he saved his life.

Until the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against the back of his head lying in the dead leaves, and he spoke in rough low Gothic. "Xia Mi, have you had enough fun?"

Then there was the special operations boy, a damn thing, a vicious thing trained by the one-eyed orcs. The stench of his body and the smell of black powder from the damn weapon disgusted Alan Bayer.

His green leg fingerprints are on Alan Beyer's tactical belt. What is his target? Glaive of Catachan!

Obviously, One Eye's favorite thing is not the same as other special operations boys. That guy didn't die in the firefight just now, but he looked at the relics of Alan Bair's comrade.

There was no other way, Alan Bair could endure that hateful green skin taking away what he wanted. The arrival of the special operations boy also made the orc mecha discover the good news there.

He split the forest and walked to the two people who were in a stalemate, and the huge machine made a sound. "Is that the shrimp that the boss asked for?"

The special operations boy answered in Low Gothic. "Yes, no, the shrimp leader who pressed the bomb!"

"I beg for his sword and give it to me as a reward!"

The giant organism replied. "No, I also want a knife!"

The special operations boy cursed. "I can't even come out of the can!"

Their eyes met each other, and if the can sensor was not "eye", Alan Bayer spoke at this moment.

"If we really need that knife that much, he thinks we can duel."

The special operations boy is obviously smarter. "Duel? Now? No, no, no, I'm not dead!"

But the canned head was not so clear. He directly swung his big iron chain saw blade and hit him. The special operations boy Ma Zai took out the anti-vehicle cannon on his back and smashed the legs and arms in mid-air. The fragments grazed Alan Bair's cheek, leaving a scarlet gash.

"No, I'm not! The master of the knife!" The big orc in the fear can boasted, and Alan Baier also took advantage of the chaos to run away when the special warfare boy fired, and then pointed the hell gun at the special warfare boy.

He opened fire directly, and the beam smashed the damn thing's flesh and blood. He was also very lucky that the one-eyed orc boss seemed to care about him?

In general, it was a great luck not to be shot in the head by a bullet, but the problem was, when the body of the special warfare boy fell to the ground, how could he deal with the furious orc can now?

Alan Baier rushed to the body of the green-skinned special warfare boy, snatched the anti-vehicle rocket launcher that looked like a tattered one, and then pulled the trigger at the orc can!

Then the rocket launcher fell apart...

Sure enough, you can't use orc weapons without waaagh? !

The can adjusted its state, and the huge chain saw swept across. "What does my boss need me for, you bastard! Go to hell!" He shouted, and the buzzing chainsaw also attacked!

"Fuck!" Ailanbaier closed his eyes, hoping that the circular saw would not hurt too much...

But a moment later, a huge light appeared. Was it the Emperor's appearance? No, it was the unique light of the hot melt weapon!

The huge mecha cockpit was completely melted, and the chainsaw passed by Ailanbaier's side. The dead leaves of the forest that were burned to ashes sprinkled on his face...

Lieutenant Colonel Avada walked out from behind the orc mecha, and a gleaming hot melt gun muzzle was blazing with unextinguished flames.

"Boy, I'm working so hard, and now they are fighting for their lives, and they are even."

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