Chapter 1860: 3rd road

Eiffelard’s power armor is slightly damaged, but as one of the holy artifacts of the nuns, it still provides a very good defense and power increase.

The process of the two landing is not too smooth, because there are flying boys who always want to come over and hit them, and use propellers to smash them into meat.

Yes, for the flying boy, the propeller is also two machete, and the helicopter can also be used for hand-to-hand combat.

With excellent physical fitness, Su Qing can replace the role of the engine to a certain extent, but because its human helicopter does not have a rudder, it is not a problem to pull the air with two legs, and the steering ability is still a little worse. , Swinging left and right, "abandon the machine" at a height of more than ten meters above the ground.

To put it simply, he threw the propeller in his hand like a giant shuriken. The blades made of broken iron were surprisingly sharp. They bounced back and forth in the group of helicopters chasing the two, and they were smoothly placed in the sky. A string of fireworks.

The two landed steadily, the only difference was that the nun splashed a large swath of rancid mud, and the death knell landed silently.

The position they are now in is next to the relay station and behind the Space Wolf front, if they have such a saying.

In fact, they have completely waaaaagh with the rushed green leather army! Together, it was like a piece of white spray in the green sea, the sound of the chainsaw sword joined together, and various stumps and broken arms flew around.

There were enemies and others of their own. They were so happy that no one noticed the two people who landed behind them.

But in general, after being cut all the way by them, Su Ming and the nun were basically dead green skins in front of them, all kinds of weapons were scattered all over the place, and there was a squeak in the Sgugo jar of the fart. Squeak.

"Let's kill the enemy too?" The fighting nun was a little eager to try, her eyes looked at the star warriors fighting bravely, as if the blood in her heart was ignited.

"Who to kill with?" Su Ming picked up the cricket pot and shook the minced meat, lifted the lid and looked inside. A'Zizi Shiguo' was shrunk in the corner, and he closed the lid and put it away: "Look over there, the dark angel is also here."

Yes, after the dark green airdrop capsules that landed on the other side of the tower were opened, the heavily armed First Division also began to harvest green skins. They had a large number of heavy blasting guns and also brought interstellar In the warrior assault team, at the forefront is a combat priest wearing terminator armor and a skull face helmet.

While swinging the eagle axe in his hand, there are always a few orcs flying upside down, and he is still shouting the motto of praise to the lion king, boosting morale.

However, the two battle groups kept a certain distance between them, and there was no meaning of confluence at all. They were fighting each other like that, as if they were competing.

Eiffelal had his back to the sky before, and did not see the dark angel landing. At this time, he also showed a headache. Because the relationship between the two battle groups is not good, the relationship between them is also very different. Weird.

The intent to compete is very obvious, and no matter which side the two join, they will be hostile by the other side.

"What should we do? We can't watch it, right? It's not honorable." Her sense of mission called her to kill the enemy, but she was carrying a secret while intervening in the dispute between the two battle groups. clever.

She recognizes the combat effectiveness of the Primarchs around her and is fully capable of fighting side by side with the gods of the world, and will even give them an advantage and win the game.

And this means unfairness, which is also the source of hostility.

"We do it ourselves, and no one joins in. In this battle to clean the green skins around the relay station, I will win all of them." Su Ming backhanded out the sledgehammer turned into a godslayer from his pocket and dropped it on the ground. Lupi rubbed against him.

Regarding the unthinkable thing he took out the warhammer out of thin air, the nun looked like she hadn't seen it. She deliberately turned her head to look at the direction of the enemy.

"Your courage and pride have surpassed all of them, well, I will follow you."

"The greenskins are all coming from the east, and the directions of the two battle groups are also there. I think the west may be the territory of other forces, and it temporarily entangles the orcs in that direction." There is a battlefield in the death knell's brain. He gave an analysis of the three-dimensional image very calmly. Although he didn’t know what race was holding the orcs back to the rescue, it was indeed a good time point: "We killed through the narrow gap between the two battle groups. The wave of Eastern Greenskins then turned back and surrounded them."

"...The two of us, surrounded by these tens of thousands of green skins?" The nun grabbed the iris rosary hanging on her belt, and on the battlefield filled with explosions and roars, she wondered if she was right. Auditory hallucinations occurred.

Su Ming didn't take it seriously. He stepped on the thick corpse on the ground and moved his ankle: "Yes, as long as you move fast enough, even fast enough to appear in front of all enemies at the same time, then in theory a small number of troops are OK. Surrounding large forces is called a blitzkrieg."

The nun was silent, because she found that there seemed to be a little truth in what she said, as long as it was almost in every place at the same time, that battle could actually be regarded as countless one-on-one duels.

The original body's combat effectiveness is beyond doubt, these alien monsters cannot be his opponents at all.

But the two of them are not the dimensional spiders of the spirit race, and cannot flash, how can they appear in front of every enemy almost at the same time?

However, the man gave the answer directly with action. It is to run with two legs. It can't be regarded as running. It is more like flying above a pile of corpses on the ground. Every step is more than ten meters away, the soles of the feet and the ground. It bounces up quickly after a short contact.

In the blink of an eye, the man crashed into the protruding part of the green-skinned army a hundred meters away, golden light flashed in his hands, and all kinds of wreckage and mud flew up like a heavy artillery bomb.

"Wait for me..." She stretched out her hand over there like'Erkang's staying', but on the noisy battlefield, language is the weakest thing.

Sighing, she hurriedly ran after her.

The gap between the two battle groups is about 30 meters wide, and the green skins here were originally attacking their flanks to attack the interstellar warriors.

Unexpectedly, there was a thunderous blow in the blink of an eye. The shrimp rushed into the crowd like a monster, crushing all the good boys into fleshy residue, and the thunder flashed even the ashes.

When he started, every hammer strike seemed to be a heavy bombardment, and the sound of thunder was endless. Green Skin often turned his head to see his figure, and lost consciousness in the next blink of an eye.

He was the latest to charge, and just a few seconds later he was already on par with the front lines of the two battle groups. His bravery and force attracted the attention of the leaders of the two teams almost simultaneously.

The tall evil wolf lord tore the green-skinned machete boy in front of him with storm claws~www.NovelMTL.com~ laughed and shouted at him some Fenris native language, and the dark angel priest was also shouting, calling him over Move closer.

But Su Ming ignored them at all, showing the purest arrogance, as if telling everyone on the field, whether it was the enemy or his own, was **** in his eyes.

He just wielded the warhammer and moved forward frantically, letting the cloak increase the speed of advancement, and the warhammer in his hand danced into a whirlwind, killing all enemies in the way.

The star warriors who were a hundred meters away from where he was, almost everyone was covered with flying intestines. The terrifying man just moved forward and threw the garbage to them.

Suddenly, they only felt that the glory they felt when they killed the enemy before had been reduced. No, the honor should belong to the strongest.

Just seeing this thin and unfamiliar mortal figure crazily penetrated the ground, countless tall interstellar warriors filled their hearts with respect, what a glory this heroic appearance of hammering the enemy of the emperor!

just......

Didn’t I respond to the distress signal and come to support? Why do you think something is wrong?