Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 165

Chapter 165, Death of the Warlord (6k, please subscribe!)

Kuangya was a little surprised.

He had never thought that those shrimps would dare to charge forward.

In fact, the shrimps he had met along the way were all quite brave, and almost all of them were able to fight to the death with them despite huge casualties. It was a pity that they were a little weak, otherwise it would be more fun to kill them.

But even so, those brave soldiers were doing their best to avoid close combat with them, but hoped to delay them layer by layer, use long-range firepower to reduce their numbers, and hope to persist until the final victory with more numerical advantages.

This was the first time he had encountered shrimps who dared to charge forward.

It was quite interesting.

But Kuangya didn’t think there was anything to worry about.

Maybe they had some special means, but it didn’t matter. Come on, I, the Warlord of Kuangya, am fearless!

He used violent rockets and hot melt cannons to once again achieve considerable results, and then in the fierce exchange of fire between the two sides, some shrimps rushed forward.

He took down the axe hanging from his back, and with just one sweep, he cut three shrimps in half.

Then, another shrimp rushed over.

But the human soldiers who rushed to his face were a little at a loss. Facing a steel giant that was nearly three meters tall and could be fired at by machine guns without much trouble, what could they do even if they rushed over? Can bullets penetrate armor at close range, or can bayonets penetrate?

However, the soldiers also have ways.

Kuang Ya saw that some shrimps were carrying bombs.

But it was meaningless. In front of him, there was no chance to detonate the bomb. The little shrimp obviously misjudged Kuang Ya’s reaction and speed. With a body nearly three meters tall, it moved like lightning. Just a kick, the chest of the human soldier collapsed, and the whole person flew out several meters. Then

another soldier picked up the explosive pack from the corpse and continued to rush over, and even pulled the fuse in advance, but this time he couldn’t even get close, and was hit by a bullet six or seven meters away. The explosive pack that was pulled out in advance did explode, but the heat wave and shock wave of several meters away certainly could not do anything to Kuangya, and even killed two human soldiers next to him.

In general, the charge of the human soldiers was tragic and tragic, but it seemed… meaningless.

Instead of killing a few more greenskins, the casualties became particularly large, as if they were sending themselves to die in vain.

If this situation continues, I’m afraid it won’t be long before everyone will die.

Kuangya thought so too, and felt that the commander on the opposite side had lost his mind and was even dumber than the dumbest guy in the tribe.

As soon as he finished thinking this, he was hit hard.

Two blue beams of light were fired from the human soldiers’ formation.

These two beams of light were by no means ordinary means of attack. His armor was directly penetrated, and two holes that were still smoking appeared on his chest and head.

This was real damage, and the shot to the head was especially painful for him.

However, what the armor could not protect against, his skull protected against.

There was no hole in his head, but he could feel a lot of pain in his forehead, and it felt like his bones were broken.

The chest was hit more thoroughly, and it hurt his respiratory system.

Even for him, these two hits must be considered serious injuries.

Not fatal, but very painful.

The damage to his respiratory system made him feel a little sweet and fishy when he inhaled; the fracture of his forehead made him feel dizzy.

In a trance, he saw two shrimp-like guys wearing blood-red power armor, standing about 70 meters away from him, and the plasma guns in their hands were full of energy. The light had not yet subsided.

At the same time, two other shrimp-like guys wearing blood-red power armor had rushed to a position only ten meters away from him.

Why didn’t I see it before?

Such a large target, even if mixed in with the charging human soldiers, is extremely conspicuous, and it is impossible not to see it as long as you have eyes.

However, at this moment, he didn’t have time to think about the reason.

At close range, the two small guys had already raised their weapons.

The one who rushed forward, wearing a black skull helmet and holding a scepter, was the head priest of the Phoenix, Nicola Rizzo!

He raised the scepter and smashed it towards the head of Gurney Crazy Fang.

Caught off guard, Crazy Fang could only barely dodge back, while swinging his battle axe with all his strength, and fought hard with the head priest.

It was a draw.

Being injured and suddenly attacked, the two were actually just fighting half a catty and eight a catty. The gravity field scepter in Rizzo’s hand broke Crazy Fang’s blocking posture, but he himself was unbalanced and took two steps back under the huge force.

But he was not the only one who launched a surprise attack.

Martins, holding a chainsaw sword, followed closely behind, and took this opportunity to slash him hard on the chest.

Crazy Fang’s heavy chest armor was cut into pieces by the chainsaw.

The heavy blow from the previous charged plasma gun not only penetrated his chest armor and injured his lungs, but also made the chest armor more brittle.

If it weren’t for this prerequisite, the chainsaw sword in Martins’s hand would hardly have such a good striking effect.

A huge wound appeared on his chest armor, and the smelly blood of the greenskin gushed out from the wound.

But just when Martins was about to make another effort and try to use this knife to cut the orc warlord in two from the chest, a huge force came from his waist.

Gurney Crazy Fang kicked Martins away.

His physical strength was so strong that even a fully armed Space Marine was kicked several meters away with this kick, half falling to the ground.

At the same time, Crazy Fang twisted his body and tried to aim the hot melt cannon on his shoulder at Nicola Rizzo. The latter was entangled by a killing canister that pounced on him.

If the shot was fired firmly, the melta cannon would be powerful enough to kill the chief priest with one shot.

However, this did not happen.

When he tried to aim, he suddenly found that he could not move his body. There was a magical force that formed a restraint, which made his movements sluggish.

He barely managed to pull down the melta cannon, but it shot into the sky, punching a big hole in the ceiling and revealing the upper floors.

At this moment, the two Space Marines in the distance also took action. The plasma guns in their hands completed the energy storage again and shot at the killing tank that was entangled with Rizzo.

The killing tanks were not as resistant to attacks as their Overseers. Their armor was far less thick than that of the Overseers, and the plasma beams that penetrated the armor were attenuated very little. The flesh of the greenskins or fart spirits that were “sewn” into the killing tanks was not as strong as their heads. After the chest was shot through, there would be no strong muscle contraction to block the blood immediately, and the remaining organs would have difficulty continuing to function.

After two shots, the killing tank was finished,

and Rizzo was also freed. There were several greenskin guys behind trying to come up to stop them, but the human soldiers who rushed up with the Space Marines bravely fought with them with bayonets. Although they were quickly slaughtered, more soldiers came up and even knocked over these greenskins, with bullets hitting their eyes and bayonets stabbing their necks and heads.

The sacrifices of these soldiers and the results of the battle completely freed Rizzo again.

He swung another hammer and knocked over a killing tank that tried to raise its machine gun to bombard the crowd at close range. The gravity field staff hit the chest armor hard and dented it.

Turning his head, the old priest looked at Genie Crazy Fang and raised the gravity field staff in his hand.

He was muttering something, and if you listen carefully, you will find that it is the content of the Emperor’s Holy Record. And this really made him more determined, and the power of swinging the weapon became stronger.

This hammer hit Crazy Fang’s chest hard, completely smashing the chest armor that was already cut to pieces by the chainsaw sword, and may have broken one or more of Crazy Fang’s ribs.

Then, Martins followed up, and the chainsaw sword was ready to chop down again.

“Roar!”

Faced with life and death, the orc warlord let out a deafening roar!

A strange power erupted from his body, first breaking the power that imprisoned his body.

Gu Hang, who was hiding farther away, groaned, and blood came out of his mouth, nose and ears.

Earlier, he was the one who used mind tampering to make the greenskin warlord ignore the four space marines approaching with the infantry. The four phoenixes thus got a very good first move opportunity and successfully inflicted heavy damage on the orc warlord.

Later, when Gurney Crazy Fang dealt with the first wave of attacks and tried to get rid of Rizzo with a shoulder-mounted melta cannon, it was him who used advanced telekinesis to stop Crazy Fang’s attack and let him fire an anti-aircraft cannon. But

he did all this not without a price, and he felt very heavy pressure. When he tampered with his mind, he could feel that there was a magical power in the warlord’s head, which kept his brain in a violent but rational state. It was quite difficult to disrupt the thinking of such a brain, and it took him a lot of time. It

was precisely because of this that he had to postpone the time for the space marines to accompany the charge, causing more ordinary soldiers’ lives to be lost at this crossroads.

When he was controlling the body of Kuangya with telekinesis, he felt like he was wrestling with a tank – no, after upgrading, his spiritual attribute reached 20 points, and he also got more specialized advanced telekinesis control, he even felt that he could overturn the Lion tank in one breath. But on Kuangya, he could only barely restrict his movements.

This was also expected. If he could do this, it would be enough to help the Space Marines to play a good auxiliary.

Originally, Rizzo and Martins had achieved excellent results in close combat, and when they saw that the terrifying armored beast was about to be killed, they still had a loophole.

What is this wave of power?

It is very similar to psychic energy, but it is violent, uncontrollable, and full of whimsical ideas…

Is this the so-called waagh energy, waagh force field?

A kind of psychic power unique to the green-skinned orcs, a kind of idealistic power. Their technology that “I think I can do it” is essentially derived from this?

In the case of a powerful green-skinned individual like the Orc Fleet Commander, this power can even be transformed into substance, strengthening his body, and in turn providing a powerful burst of power at a critical moment.

The spiritual power that Gu Hang had enveloped the Orc Commander was washed away by this energy, and it also caused him serious backlash damage.

However, Gu Hang didn’t care about his own injuries at all.

Seeing the burst of energy, the originally seriously injured greenskin became lively again. He kicked Martins away again and fought with Rizzo with his axe again.

This time, Rizzo didn’t have any advantage and his body was tilted.

Crazy Fang was also taking advantage of the situation. He chopped three axes in a row and smashed Rizzo priest to the ground. He didn’t even frown when two plasma beams hit him.

Rizzo, who had taken three axes from Crazy Fang, had his scepter knocked aside and lay on the ground with a weak breath.

Just as he raised his axe and prepared to chop off the head of this big red shrimp, Gu Hang’s spiritual energy surged again and imprisoned his right arm.

Gu Hang was seriously injured, but he still managed to do this. Of course, his injuries became more serious. More blood flowed from his mouth, nose, and ears, and even his eyes were bleeding.

But he still managed to restrict the orc commander’s movements and saved the life of old priest Rizzo.

At this moment, Martins, who was kicked away for the second time, rushed back again. He roared and slashed the chainsaw sword at the broken chest of the orc commander again.

However, the chainsaw sword was blocked by Kuangya’s left arm.

His big hands with steel claws held Martins’ chainsaw sword.

The chainsaw made a crackling sound, and created extremely brilliant sparks between Kuangya’s steel claws, but the two of them were really in a stalemate.

The situation froze for a while.

Gu Hang had realized that it was not good.

He could only control Kuangya’s arm holding the axe, and he couldn’t control it for a long time. Once he lost his strength here, the situation would change immediately.

There must be a further solution to the problem.

He had another trick: to further stimulate the spiritual energy, give up the control of Kuangya’s right arm holding the axe, and instead control him to resist Martins’ steel claws. In this way, Martins will have the opportunity to use the chainsaw sword to directly cut open the chest of the orc commander and kill him.

But as soon as he withdraws control of the axe, the head of old priest Rizzo will fall off.

Should we do this?

Gu Hang knew that there was no room for hesitation, and he had to make a decision immediately.

But before that, there was another variable.

His psychic power detected that someone had appeared at the hole in the ceiling when Crazy Fang used the melta cannon just now.

It was a human soldier wearing the uniform of the Governor’s Corps of the Wrathful Owl Star. Judging from the armband, he belonged to the 3rd Independent Regiment.

This battle outside the core engine power cabin should not have been participated by the 3rd Independent Regiment. When the troops were mobilized, the time was too tight and there was no time to mobilize more troops.

The appearance of that person here was obviously an accident and a coincidence.

But he might bring a huge surprise.

…

After an entire company was destroyed, Lakrosa, as the highest-ranking of the remaining seven people, became the temporary commander. He didn’t know where to go, let alone where the company’s original mission target was.

He could only hold on to the simple idea, take the remaining six people, and try to go to the place where the battle took place, hoping to find a serious officer, and then join him, and hand over the leadership responsibility that he had to shoulder.

But along the way, they basically encountered only finished battles, but did not see a serious officer alive.

There was a battlefield that looked the most tragic, with piles of corpses.

They passed through it and picked up a few weapons.

Lacroxia knew that the electromagnetic rifles in the hands of those elite Marines were much stronger than their G9A assault rifles.

As for the original guns, they didn’t dare to throw them away. Throwing away the guns would be punished by military law. However, picking up a few more and taking them back would not be a crime, right?

And they picked up more than just rifles. They also picked up two individual hot melt bombs from a dead Marine who was only half of his body.

It was a good thing that they had never seen before, but after a few attempts, they roughly knew how to operate it-although it was not guaranteed to be correct, after all, they didn’t dare to really try it.

Then, they continued to set off, and halfway through, they heard more intense gunfire.

Lacroxia led his men there again, vowing to hand over the command responsibilities.

“I am only suitable to be a soldier, not an officer.”

He thought so.

And the reason why this idea became stronger was that even on the way to the most intense battle, he could still lead the team in the wrong direction.

They arrived, but found embarrassedly that the intense gunfire seemed to come from under their feet.

The environment inside the starship was too complicated, unlike on the surface, where there was only one floor. They reached a higher level, but now there was no one here, and they couldn’t find anyone to go down to join the battle or find a higher-level leader.

However, there is always a way out. Just as he and his six men were trying to find a way down like a headless fly, a red light cannon shot through the ground not far away from the bottom.

Hey, isn’t there a place to go down?

The metal structure there turned red, and the power of the hot melt cannon was fierce.

After a while, when the temperature was not so high, he carefully approached the big hole with a diameter of about 1.2 meters.

At first, the hole was not so big. It melted into this size in just a few seconds.

He looked down from the hole and saw a Space Marine wearing red power armor and a skull-style helmet, lying at the feet of a huge steel greenskin. There was another Space Marine who seemed to be about to chop people with a chainsaw sword, but was blocked by a hand.

He recognized that the two Space Marines he saw were from the Phoenix Regiment. Although they were only seen from a distance on the battlefield outside the garbage town, the impression they left on people was too deep.

But even such Space Marines were caught in a bitter battle. How terrible was that huge green-skinned giant?

However, that guy seemed to have reached the end. One hand held the axe and couldn’t chop it down, and the other hand blocked the chainsaw sword…

Looking at this scene, Lakrosa hesitated for a second, or two seconds.

Then, he made a decision.

I am not suitable to be an officer, only a soldier.

As a soldier, what should I do now?

He took out the individual hot melt bomb he had picked up before, tore off the sticky protective cover at the back, opened the safety, and saw a countdown in red letters on it.

Then, holding the bomb, he jumped down from the hole and landed on the shoulder of the green-skinned orc.

He weighed only 70 or 80 kilograms, but when he landed on the green-skinned giant, the other party did not move at all. But of course, he did not expect to sit on the other person to death, but he quickly attached the individual hot melt bomb to the bloody chest of the green-skinned giant, and then he lost his balance and fell off his shoulder, falling to the ground.

Just as he was confused, he felt a huge force coming from behind his neck, and a big hand grabbed the back of his clothes and dragged him back; when he was dizzy, he also saw the Space Marine who had fallen at the feet of the green-skinned giant before, being dragged back by some invisible force.

After a while, he heard an explosion.

Is this the sound when a hot melt bomb explodes? First there was a crackling sound, then a muffled sound, and then a gurgling sound…

When the force pulling his collar from behind stopped, he didn’t care about his painful back, half climbed up, and looked not far away, only to see that the steel giant had turned fiery red. His limbs and head were fine, but inside the armor on his chest that had been destroyed, it seemed as if a continuously burning red sun appeared, emitting light.

The power of the hot melt bomb caused an extremely high temperature to expand outward. The steel armor on the orc commander’s body was one of the highest technological crystals of the Iron Tooth Clan. It was not so easy to melt, but the flesh and blood inside was different.

In a moment, his chest and abdomen were almost burned out.

His huge body twisted in vain for a few times, and then it was completely motionless.

Lakrosa looked at this scene, a little stunned.

Suddenly, his vision was blocked, and a large shadow covered him.

Looking up, he saw the man who had just pulled him by the collar and ran back – the Space Marine holding a chainsaw sword. The

Space Marine’s big hand touched his head and said, “You are a hero. Can you tell me what you were thinking before you jumped down?”

“Uh…”

Lacrosha was still a little dazed, and he didn’t know how to answer this question.

The moment before jumping down? He didn’t think about anything, but his mind was not blank. If he had to give an answer, it would be the meaningless question that he always thought about when he was sitting on the transport ship, gazing back at his hometown, the Wrathful Owl Star, in the starry sky, and sleeping in the extremely narrow and closed cabin on the Quintet:

“I was thinking about the value of life.”

He answered the Space Marine’s question quite seriously.

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This chapter has 6,000 words.

Today is an extra update!

In addition, although I update a stable 4,000 words every day, scheduled at 11:00 noon, I do not have any manuscripts saved. The manuscripts were all written by staying up all night the night before, and this chapter was finished at 4:30.

If I don’t have any manuscripts saved, I’ll really be exhausted… I’ll write more on the weekends to avoid this situation.

I’ll post them on time first, and I’ll correct the typos after I get up…

(End of this chapter)