Chapter 511 "The Sound of a Blasting Arrow Gun Like a Bell of Death"

Buzz ~! Buzz ~!

The inside of the Star Destroyer, with a harsh sirens echoing in all the deck corridors.

The high-frequency sharp sound almost made everyone feel a palpitation. As the alarm continued to rise, the atmosphere inside the entire ship was quickly shrouded in oppression.

The warning lights above every corner and every gate also flashed with dazzling red light, dyeing everything around them with a tense and dangerous color.

And every area has fallen into a more tense state of mobilization.

The stormtrooper soldiers wearing white armor quickly gathered from all directions to designated areas.

Their superiors issued an order that they had to go to the ship's ground armored vehicle dock and carry out clearance and encirclement operations at the dock, because intelligence showed that there was a surprise attack from unknown enemies.

The stormtrooper quickly passed through various corridors inside the ship, with a loud sound of footsteps.

Their armor plates sounded slightly in the air, and the explosive guns in each team member were firmly held in their hands. The tactical display of the helmet also marked them with routes and numerous real-time data.

Logically, those who can be elected as the Imperial Stormtrooper can be regarded as elites of the Galaxy Empire.

So the first time I received the order, more than 200 stormtroopers began to head towards the dock.

However, the ordinary staff on the ship are completely different.

They only wore simple work clothes, did not have any combat capabilities, and were not ready to face this sudden crisis.

When they heard the alarm and felt the hull shaking, many people subconsciously turned around, widened their eyes, and saw the stormtroopers quickly stepping into the preparatory area, and they all fell into chaos.

Since the enemy has not appeared, the work clothes staff fled in a hurry to the safe exit inside the ship in order to protect themselves.

Those originally orderly operating procedures instantly became messy.

"Run! Run quickly."

Almost every staff member's face was filled with fear and helplessness.

As the stormtroopers approached, more and more logistics and ground crews began to flee even more in a panic.

Their steps were chaotic and some even fell on the smooth deck and groaned in pain, but they dared not stop, as if there was an invisible hand of death behind them chasing them.

They ran desperately towards the end of the passage, fearing that they would be taken down by a sudden enemy.

"Those are monsters!" a staff member shouted almost with all his strength, mixed with trembling and irresistible fear.

At the same time, some "kind" staff members, seeing the rapid approaching of the stormtrooper, turned around quickly and shouted:

"Run! Don't go to the garage dock!"

Their voices were mixed with unquestionable anxiety and warnings.

But these more than 200 stormtroopers ignored these advices and continued to move forward step by step, with a resolute and unshakable pace.

Their goals are clear, and orders are the only guide to their actions. No discouragement or good intentions can change their pace.

At this time, the air in the dock became extremely harsh, the burning of metal and the smell of gunpowder were intertwined, and corrosive gas was spreading, as if even the air became viscous.

The pungent chemical smell, the suffocation feeling of breathlessness, enveloped the lungs of everyone who stayed here.

"Cough! Cough!"

Not far away, a staff member who failed to wear a protective mask in time coughed violently under the influence of poisonous gas, his lungs seemed to be torn, and the painful sound echoed in the dock.

He staggered and tried to get up, but felt weak due to severe coughing and fatigue. He fell directly on the cold and hard deck of the metal, scratching the air with both hands, as if looking for a life-saving straw, but eventually fainted and unconscious. personnel.

Some staff members failed to avoid the sudden change in air pressure. They were like dolls thrown away at random, lifted up by the airflow and fell down fiercely.

Even if the stormtrooper who had just arrived at the dock did not encounter an attack in person, we can still imagine the crisp sound of the broken bones when the staff fell to the ground.

The damage to the internal organs was even more unbearable for the staff. When they fell to the ground, blood had begun to penetrate their work clothes, and painful expressions were intertwined on every blood-stained face.

Panic, pain, and out of control, these three words cut every person's heart like a sharp blade.

Escape and survival are their only instinctive reactions.

Otherwise, those who successfully leave the dock will run away like ghosts. Even the stormtroopers who have filtering functions and ignore the poisonous fog will still be scared after seeing the scene in front of them.

At the same time, the first batch of more than 200 stormtroopers who arrived at the dock also used the visual assistance of the helmet screen to clearly sense the strangeness behind them through layers of poisonous fog.

The scene in front of them made all the stormtroopers' moods plummet.

Through the toxic fog, they vaguely saw an unknown transport boat that "passed through" the standby AT-AT walking machine, which was unfolding the front hatch door and parked on the wreckage of the walking machine.

A giant like an easily defeated card, its metal frame has been torn apart unscrupulously, revealing the twisted appearance of the internal machinery.

However, what is even more "thrilling" is still behind.

There were more than a dozen pairs of dark green "eyes" at the front of the transport boat, and they were shining with evil light.

The greenness seemed to come from the abyss, cold and trembling, making everyone who saw the "eyes" tremble all over.

The owners of these "eyes" appear to be a giant with a height of more than two and a half meters with the help of the helmet's vision.

With the green light, it was staring like the god of death, and without any concealing its "malice", looking directly at the stormtroopers through the poisonous fog.

? ? ! !

Seeing this scene, the coldness was approaching the head, and the stormtroopers who noticed something was wrong were about to raise their guns and shoot.

But before the entire stormtroopers could react and complete the actions of lifting the gun, aiming and pulling the trigger, the entire dock was filled with adrenaline-

Sorry - Sorry -! !

The sound of "pleasant" bombardment gun shooting echoed in the silent air, as if it were a crisp ringtone, attacking them with a cold breath of death.

The precise shooting from the main cosmic bomb arrow gun makes every standard metal hydrogen bomb arrow bomb full of devastating power.

What followed was a terrible scene that all stormtroopers dared not look directly at -

Bang—puff—puff—puff—!

The stormtroopers who were the first to encounter a point shot were torn and pulled out like paper.

The standard explosive bomb directly penetrated their defense and then actively detonated, causing the sound of tearing and exploding human flesh to echo throughout the entire dock.

Before these stormtroopers could raise their guns to fight back, they had already fallen to the ground.

To be precise, it was the body that was blown into pieces, mixed with blood and fragments of armor flying, and finally scattered on the cold deck.

In just a moment, the two hundred stormtroopers who arrived at the dock were almost killed or injured.

Those stormtroopers who had originally "swallowed mountains and rivers" and abide by the orders had no chance to react in the face of the enemy's unexpected fierce offensive.

Although their armor and weapons are high-end, they are more fragile like toys in the face of heavy rain-like "cannon fire".

The large-caliber physical ammunition was like the ruthless scythe of death, tearing apart their armor and bodies, and the bloody wreckage was scattered all over the ground.

Almost every explosion was accompanied by the disappearance of comrades.

With the collapse of the first wave of stormtroopers, the remaining members saw that their comrades' armor and bodies were instantly exploded, their limbs and heads were torn like dolls, and blood and debris were floating behind the air.

No team member can gather enough courage to fight back.

The violent impact of tearing the body not only brings physical pain, but also a sense of absolute psychological oppression.

At this moment, the gap between life and death seemed extremely deep.

The stormtroopers who were originally well-trained and well-equipped completely lost their confidence in the face of such an irresistible and irresistible enemy, and their hearts were filled with complete shock.

Even the strongest will collapsed in this moment, and they realized that the enemy in front of them was far from the level they could deal with.

Their enemies are not like humans at all, or like any known military force.

The other party is an incomprehensible source of violence, and may even exceed their imagination. I am afraid that only the Sith warrior can compete with one.

In just a moment, all tactical thinking and obedience orders collapsed, and all that was left was survival instinct.

Under the trend of instinct, their thinking becomes clear and calm. After all, the only way out is-

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"Don't shoot!"

All the surviving stormtroopers lowered their weapons almost at the same time.

For a moment, the air was filled with silence of "steel and ammunition".

However, they all knew that they were unable to resist any more, and continuing to fight would only bring about a more tragic ending.

So everyone raised their hands without hesitation to show that they no longer pose any threat.

"We surrender!"

The shout was filled with unconcealed despair, with a hint of trembling and deep helplessness.

They threw away the blaster they carried with them, as if they had thrown away the only hope of survival, and gave up any possibility of resistance without reservation.

Although surrendering will lead to the loss of dignity, in the face of the "killing machine", their pride and adhering to the orders have no meaning, and all that is left is the desire to live.

Sure enough, the sound of explosive arrow gunshots, which were like the sound of death bells, came to an abrupt end after they chose to raise their hands to surrender. Only the silence like heavy pressure remained in the air filled with poisonous fog.

The surviving stormtroopers could clearly hear their heartbeat.

And their hands are no longer holding guns, and the explosive weapons that once shone with deadly light have now become their only burden.

Oppression and uneasiness enveloped them, and everyone almost held their breath.

Dong, Dong.

Suddenly, a heavy footsteps came from afar and gradually approached.

Those steps were not fast and rapid fighting steps, but like the echoes of heavy steel, each step was shocking their hearts.

They looked up at the source of sound.

I saw tall and exaggerated "giants" gradually appearing.

The other party was wearing a red painted power armor, inlaid with golden lines, like a fearless god of war.

Every "giant" gives people an unparalleled sense of majesty when he makes big strides, and his figure also appears and disappears in the thick fog.

And these "giants" ignored the surrendered stormtroopers at all, just like their existence, and they were not worthy of attention at all.

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This confused the stormtroopers who raised their hands to surrender.

The "giants" seemed to be not wary of them at all, and were still moving steadily towards the gate leading to other areas.

There was no turning back, nor any excessive movements. The pace seemed slow and steady, but in fact it was approaching the gate in the blink of an eye and was able to leave the dock immediately.

Isn’t the “giants” afraid that they will change their minds temporarily, pick up the explosive gun again, and stab them in the back?

But as soon as this thought came to their minds, they found that one of the giants suddenly stopped and pulled out a power sword with red light from their waists.

Chop—bang—! !

A crisp sound cut through the silence, and then the power sword released a "lightning bolt", as if it was heading straight for them with devastating pressure.

With almost no reaction, the "lightning" landed in their array and triggered a tandem.

"Ah~!"

"Forehead"

Plop. Plop!

The moment the "lightning" hit their bodies, the muscles in their bodies suddenly lost control and spasm, as if the electric current was completely controlling every nerve of their body.

All their feelings about the outside world were completely restricted at this moment. Their hands and feet were no longer in control, and their bodies suddenly lost their strength, fell to the ground weakly and fell into dissatisfaction.

See this scene.

These "giants", or the members of the 2nd attack platoon of the 1st Company of the Thousand Sons, continued to carry out their "jumping gang and grab ships" battle.

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After leaving the dock and coming to the hub area outside, the eighteen sons with soreness remained silent in the eyes of the outside world.

But in fact, the captain of the three teams seemed to have completed a brief communication on the internal communication of the helmet.

They nodded to each other, and then-

Dong, Dong! !

Then, the three teams took action separately and began to move towards different areas.

The sound of magnetic boots stepping on the metal deck spread throughout the corridor, and the group of crumbling sons who were so fast that they turned into afterimages did not give the stormtroopers "mercy".

Sorry! Don't do it! !

Puff-Puff! !

Instead, the firepower is completely opened. Whenever you encounter a guy who tries to intercept them, you will directly use a blasting arrow to give you a painless death.

They need to control this Star Destroyer to assist the follow-up support of the Paris-class and hidden-class counterattack against the Galaxy Empire.

As for how to control it, it will be left to the intelligent AI who acts with them.

At the same time, Scarif's battle for orbital control was already in the most intense state, and the main force of the 1st Company of the Rippled Son, who had landed on the surface, also began to launch a fierce offensive on Scarif's Empire Base.