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Chapter 345 The Quick Stranger VS Khorne Steel Bull
Satellite city outpost.

The sun was shining brightly, the earth was withered and yellow, and the air was hot.

The war boss, lame, was sitting in his super-killing tricycle at the moment, pulled out a single-tube telescope, squinted one eye, and observed the city gate of the stronghold in the distance.

His huge and muscular body, stuffed in the compartment of the open locomotive, would take up the space of four ordinary orc boys, and his size was second only to the Dreadnought of the space warriors.

It is the boss of the war, and also a big fighter, a highly prosthetic cyberbeast man, literally with engine oil flowing in his blood vessels, so he needs to carry an oil gourd Squig with him to give his shoulders and knees lubricating.

Once, the old lame was the pilot of an ancient giant garbage on the world of Scarex VI where he was born. At that time, he was just a little lame. The next second after the bombardment, the old lame flew across the night sky like a dazzling comet. The experience at this moment also ignited the passion for infinite acceleration in the heart of the technician boy.

Now, as he merged with the super-killing tricycle under his crotch, the old lame can finally pour blood and death from the chariot while burning gasoline.

The old limp moved his shoulders, and the sound of the mechanical prosthetic body turning was a little awkward. The fart sitting on its shoulders immediately picked up a Squig with an oil pipe inserted into his body, and after squeezing hard, a few drops of black sticky engine oil Drip into gear gaps.

The old limp moved his shoulder again, and this time it was comfortable.

At this moment, it still doesn't know that its temporary stronghold has been taken over by humans. It is looking at the gate of the stronghold in the distance with greedy and evil eyes, and asked:

"Did you see clearly?"

"See clearly, boss!"

A storm boy next to him replied:
"Big car, super big car, incomparable, incomparable, huge, huge, like, like..."

The Storm Boy with the rocket on his back stood up and stretched his hands high, wanting to describe what he saw and heard, the sheer size of this vehicle and the shock it brought to it.

But this storm boy who seemed to have his brain smashed when he landed, lacked language and vocabulary, couldn't describe it for a long time, so angry that the old lame raised his hand and gave it a hit on the head, the giant mechanical hand smashed it dizzy, and cursed road:
"Idiot, shut up if you can't speak!"

The Stormboy is a combat unit created by the Orcs against the standard interstellar fighter jumpers. With a big rocket strapped to his back, he soars into the sky with boundless power.

Only because of the orcs' poor product quality control, the rocket's reliability and stability are poor, and the flight direction and landing point are not very easy to control. Generally, only the bravest and most fearless orcs can become a member of the Storm Boys.

Some time ago, the old lame sent a few Stormboys to approach the outpost of the satellite city to investigate the internal situation. This is the only Stormboy who came back alive. The War Boss suspected that it had broken its head. When explaining what he had seen, he stammered Clear, so that the old lame couldn't figure out the situation at all.

It decided to take a look for itself.

After thinking about it, Brother Mao possessed his body.

The old lame master of big skills thought of a way.

"Build me a tall watchtower!"

Zhan Boss ordered so, while speaking, he pushed and shoved his technician boys and farts, urging:
"Smoothly, go, go!"

……

On the hills in the distance.

Two companies of Space Marines and cavalry of two imperial guards have arrived here and are taking a short rest.

Fu Qinghai stood next to his steer jet motorcycle, holding a data tablet in his hand, looking at the screen information transmitted by the servo skull on it, he couldn't help muttering to himself:

"Gift Crab..."

This Chaos Warband of Khorne...

There are mastodon tanks! ?
Fu Qinghai looked at the gigantic split-tracked (four sets of eight tracks) armored vehicle looming behind the wall in the picture, and a faint green light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Five Spartan tanks, three Mastodon tanks.

Spartan tanks and mastodon tanks are exclusive vehicles for space fighters that began to be installed in the late period of the Great Crusade. They are rare and rare. They are called "tanks", but they are actually "troop carriers".

The Spartan tank is an oversized Rand Raider. Because the Rand Raider has limited internal space and cannot transport space fighters wearing Terminator armor, the Spartan tank was developed.

And the mastodon tank is amazing. This is the largest ground vehicle in the armored series of space fighters. The ceiling of the troop carrier can transport [-] space fighters at a time, and most of the company.

Before entering the Resident Evil movie universe, Fu Qinghai once inspected the Imperial Guard's Emperor Baneblade super-heavy tank, which is the largest vehicle in the Imperial Guard's armor series, and the mastodon is much larger than the Baneblade, with the same positioning The armored vehicles of the Space Marines tend to be larger than those of the Imperial Guard.

Take the simplest example:

The Emperor's Shiv cannot be equipped with void shields.

But mastodons can.

Although the Khorne Chaos Gang had only one underworld-class heavy cruiser in the navy, Fu Qinghai thought it was just a small Chaos Wargang, but looking at the armored vehicles, it was not endless—not only endless, but even rare.

Spartan tanks can still be manufactured by the Mechanicus.

The mastodon tank is already a serious relic technology.

Fu Qinghai stared at the screen on the data tablet.

At the same time, with the help of a group of technician boys and several hydraulic push rods, the old lame tried to climb to the top of the temporary watchtower, and looked at the stronghold wall with binoculars.

The "big car" that Storm Boy said was very high, and part of the roof protruded from the wall. When the old lame finally saw the three huge armored behemoths, his pupils constricted instantly.

at this moment.

A battle group leader, a big fighter.

Said in unison:
"I want it!"

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Red Sun Machine Repair Gang, although the name is a bit earthy.

But their fleets are not small at all.

All kinds of explosively modified vehicles are parked far away from the stronghold, occupying a large open space. There are not only single-person and single-seat motorcycle boys, but also all kinds of weird racing trucks: tracked, three-wheeled, six-wheeled and even Jet power... After all, the ordinary Xie Sun clan is not capable of producing ancient giant garbage.

The old lame brushed past his speed freaks with satisfaction.

Wearing leather clothes and goggles, facing the scorching sun and the breeze, they are laughing loudly, making jokes, and swearing at orcs. The peddlers from the Snakebite clan are sitting in the Hopping pickup truck, passing through the middle of the convoy, and are sending each other one by one. Vehicles peddle fresh fungus beers and delicious Squig Pies.

The boys of the Red Sun Mechanic Gang have no shortage of teeth.

They're all rich, throwing tooth after tooth at the snakebite peddler in exchange for glasses of squeaky fungus beer and chunks of juicy Squig Pie...

Seeing his boys, the old lame had high morale and a relaxed mind, his fangs were slightly raised, and he looked past the noisy motorcycle boy to the other side.

Four strange cars with very low ground.

That's its secret weapon.

Before that ancient giant was built, although the Red Sun Mechanic Gang owned some fast vehicles that favored speed rather than defense, it didn't mean that they couldn't do anything about the thick walls of the satellite city outpost.

The human stronghold in front of them was occupied by the red leather cans. Although the defense was perfect, the stronghold was just a stronghold after all-they didn't have void shields.

Without Void Shield, there is more to play.

The old lame "hehehe" smiled.

……

At the same time, on the other side, the leader of the Fifteen Fangs War Gang, Leowen Ukris, stood on the top of the city gate, glaring viciously at the group of ghost orcs outside the stronghold.

Come on, come on, fools...

The former company commander of the World Eaters thought to himself.

I have a big gift waiting for you.

Behind the city gate, eight Khorne steel bulls were walking back and forth in circles, twisting their necks impatiently, snorting, and puffing out their huge nostrils with brass rings. Air masses of sulfur, gunpowder smoke and fire.

These subspace chaotic beasts tightly covered by metal and machinery are the products of wild Khorne demons captured and processed in the Khorne foundry. The core is still a demon, but the outer shell is armor. Strictly speaking, it belongs to a demon engine. .

A Chaos Space Marine rides on the back of each Khorne Steel Bull, and it was only after the Fifteen Tusks lost a full eighteen Space Marines that they were able to tame these beasts.

"Crunch... rumble rumble."

The steel gate of the stronghold slowly opened inward.

"Huh? What the hell are you doing?"

The old lame who was giving a pre-war speech, was reminded by the orc kid next to him, turned around and looked, those red leather cans opened the gate of the stronghold on their own initiative?
Is it a scam!
None of the orcs who can become the boss of the war are stupid, cunning and cruel duality attributes, that is, the duality attributes of Goge and Maoge, the shrewd old lame, the first thing that comes to mind is the red leather can kind of conspiracy.

"Crazy, canned shrimp is crazy, boss!"

A pain kid next to him yelled.

The Pain Boy wore a blood-stained white coat in front of him, and a crude stethoscope hanging from the back of his neck. He looked more like a butcher than a doctor. He waved a black nail in his hand and said to the lame old man:
"Plug this in and you'll go crazy."

"Ah..." the old lame understood.

Some time ago, a curious grit was cleaning the battlefield, and the orcs had stripped away all the valuable armor and weapons. It saw the nail on the forehead of the Chaos Space Marine, and thought it was some usable mechanical device, so it tried to Pull it out, at the end of the black nail, a cluster of finely entangled silk threads is pulling the sparse brain tissue and ganglion, the red leather can that was already dead, twitched again when the nail was pulled out, making the timid The Grit was startled.

The curious fart handed the black nail to the pain boy, and the pain boy couldn't find out why. After listening to the fart's description, the pain boy followed the orc's usual "I'm thinking" scientific research method, and found an unlucky man. The wounded number inserted a nail into its skull—the orc wounded went mad on the spot, staring at blood-red eyes, regardless of the injuries on his body, and frantically attacked all living creatures around him indiscriminately.

A nail in the head would drive you crazy.

The Painboy reported the findings to Old Lame.

Thinking of this episode, the old lame laughed:

"I see, it's not cheating, it's because the red cans are too tortured by the nails!"

"Wow ha ha ha ha ha!"

The speed freaks burst into wild laughter.

"Little ones, follow me!"

"Waaaaaagh!"

Excited howls came one after another, and the fast freaks released the clutch and stepped on the accelerator one after another, and walked away amidst the harsh roaring noise of the jet pipe and the thick black smoke that choked their nostrils.

……

"They're coming!"

Leovin Ukris growled in a low voice.

The Chaos Space Marines on the wall gripped their bolters tightly—using these long-range weapons will not get blessings from the blood god, but they can't control so much now, and using melee weapons will be walked by the fast monsters. dead.

The dragon of smoke and dust in the distance is approaching.

"Here they come."

Fu Qinghai lay on the hillside in the distance, quietly observing.

The motorcycle boys are the vanguard and assault troops in the convoy. The Xieri clan is very cunning. Instead of rushing straight to the stronghold, they sent a large number of motorcycle boys to the front of the convoy. The large amount of exhaust gas and the yellow sand rolled up by the wheels well covered the advance of the large troops. Looking at the thick smoke on the opposite side, they would be confused on the spot, not knowing where to fire.

Indigenous smoke bomb belongs to yes.

Fu Qinghai gave an evaluation in his heart.

The gate of the stronghold is still open.

No sign of closing.

"Ho ho, ho ho..."

Ten disobedient enchanted warriors, armed with chainsaw axes, stood in front of the gate, with a pair of scarlet glowing eyes looking for the approaching smoke and dust, with inhuman roars from their mouths.

Khorne's enchanted fighters are different from the other three. They often suffer from severe IQ damage, so Leovin arranged these rough-skinned and thick-skinned guys as bait.Their shoulders were raised and lowered, their arms were big and small, their backs were hunchbacked, and their bony spurs and sharp horns pierced through the gaps in the power armor and protruded outwards. From a distance, they looked like ten red hedgehogs standing upright.

"Boom, rattle, rattle!"

The savage roar of the engine, and the loud crackling of the flames, when these sounds are heard, it means that several explosive cannons have rushed straight over!
These light racing four-wheel vehicles, the entire frame body is nothing more than a few pieces of scrap iron welded together, almost without any armor, but in the impenetrable bomb fire blockade, all the way speed up and drift, perfectly grazing the bullets. Pass.

"Oh!"

The enchanted warrior caught off guard was knocked into the air.

It is inlaid on the wall in the shape of "big".

"Alas--"

The driver of the Explosive Hyun Cannon was desperately trying to squeeze out the power, while cheering at the top of his voice, he pushed the trembling and screaming engine under him to the speed limit.

"Da da da da..."

At the same time, the passengers on the car were clinging to the not-so-reliable car frame, shooting wildly around the surroundings with the bang bang gun and the six-shot gun in their hands. The laughing main gunner on the roof, Operating the huge Gatling cannon, it continued to spit out red-hot streams of bullets, and poured the firepower in its hands onto the heads of the Chaos Space Marines at the top of the wall, causing streams of dirt to explode on the stack holes. Yellow sand column.

"Roar--"

The enchanted warrior embedded in the wall twisted his shoulders and jumped down again. With a roar, he slashed down the chain saw axe, and hit a blasting cannon car that couldn't make a turn. The front of the car was directly nailed to death On the ground, the rear of the whole car raised its wheels and spun, overturned in an instant, and then, together with the screaming driver and passengers inside, the entire body of the enchanted warrior was crushed underneath.

"Squeak—"

The other blasting cannon vehicles did not rush into the gate, a wide range of drifting and flicking, splashing sand on the enchanted warrior's face, and then driving along the left and right sides of the wall, the grits in the carriage desperately put the lit Tao Cans and glass bottles were thrown out, filled with strong Squig oil or low-quality promethium, and the entire line of defense was instantly engulfed in raging fire. There were clusters of fire points here and there, smoky air, and blurred vision.

Molotov cocktails belonged to yes.

Fu Qinghai secretly commented in his heart.

A few enchanted warriors ate exhaust gas and were furious at the convoy's incompetence. The enchanted warrior who was crushed under the car lifted off the damaged battleship and stood up. Skin creatures.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, he was severely knocked down by an explosively modified speeding car.

"Glrrrrrrrrrr..."

The iron spikes embedded in the wheels rolled over the enchanted warrior's face, making strange noises. The supercharger device on the top of the car gulped air, and the fart on the passenger seat smirked and pulled it down. The fire switch in front of you.

The engine exhaust pipes on the left and right sides of the front of the car spit out two rows of tongues of furious flames, engulfing everything around the tank. The explosively modified speeding vehicles dragged a pair of fire wings across the battlefield, and the five enchanted warriors sent out a burst of fire in the flames. Inhuman screams of pain!

It would be great if the Cerberus flame-breathing tanks of the Imperial Guard were so fast...Fu Qinghai thought silently.

"Burn, burn, burn! Burn, burn, burn!"

The passengers in the explosive car chanted slogans in unison. The main weapon of the chariot is a giant rotatable nail gun installed on the roof. Although it is not accurate at all, when it When shooting out a bunch of half-meter-long hot rivets long enough to pierce power armor at a jaw-dropping rate of fire, accuracy isn't very important.

"Shhhhhhhh!"

The body of the enchanted warrior is pierced.

The long-range weapons didn't do much damage to the demons, but the flames attached to their bodies prevented the weird self-healing ability-some enchanted warriors began to fall.

Like the Explosive Hyun Cannon Car, the Explosive Modified Speed ​​Car did not rush into the city gate. Instead, it turned a corner and circled around the wall, giving the subsequent vehicles the opportunity to hit the gate.

The two waves of the Explosive Hyun Cannon Car and the Explosive Modified Speed ​​​​Car came down, and the defensive forces on the fence had died down.

After finishing the two appetizers, there should be a hard main course... Fu Qinghai watched intently.

"Boom—beep beep!"

I have a go, this is?
Fu Qinghai's eyes widened, and he looked at the vehicles with unique shapes, without snakeskin maneuvers, without turning left and right, they burst and roared straight to the entrance of the city gate.

It is a bit inappropriate to call this thing a "car", because they just remove the fuselage of the jet fighter, install tracks and wheels on the left and right sides, and the essence of the forward power is still the cylindrical one. The turbojet engine of the aircraft, and even the canard aerodynamic layout on both sides of the nose are still retained.

I've seen someone who puts wings on a car, but I haven't seen someone who puts wheels on an airplane... Fu Qinghai's eyes were wide open.

Jet crawlers!
The home-made missiles mounted on the wings and the multi-link cannon mounted on the belly shot forward together, roaring and blasting bloody flowers in the enemy's formation. Facing the line of defense composed of enchanted soldiers, the jet tracked vehicle did not stop. Doing those fancy things, not dodging or dodging, and rushing straight, the big rotating drill bit on the front of the car pushed the enchanted warrior into the air, and flung away the stumped limbs and blood plasma.

The city is broken, and it is entering the city!
The Red Sun Mechanical Repair Gang cheered.

Super-killing tricycles, jumping pickup trucks, and a large group of motorcycle boys, following the jet-tracked vehicles that opened the way, flocked to the gate of the outpost of the satellite city. Beat up.

The old lame man, with a hydraulic snake-shaped claw in his left hand and a stubby double-barreled hand cannon in his right hand, sat in the super-killing tricycle with a complacent face, and the bladed hub ran over the enchanted warrior dead body, plowing a bloody path.

The Snakebite clan's Hopping pickup truck also started making trouble.

These vehicles responsible for selling food and drinks are essentially a Squig container with wheels. The Squig catapults welded to the frame of the car body fired various living bombs onto the walls and Inside the city gate.

From canned buzzing Squigs, to chewing Squigs that gnaw on anyone, to the frightening self-detonating Squigs... These various Squigs may not be able to cause much damage to Chaos Space Marines, But for those mortal soldiers in the war gang, it was simply a disaster.

The Humming Squig, which was full of anger in the clay pot, surrounded the fallen mortal soldiers and bit them.The multiple stomach pouches of the self-explosive Squig are filled with unstable digestive juices and artificially added metal fragments.

It was shaken violently during the flight, and various digestive juices mixed into a flammable liquid, which exploded instantly with a bang, and teeth, bones, and metal fragments poured down like rain, comparable to armor-piercing grenades used by space warriors.

on a distant hillside.

"Khan, shall we go?"

Joe Star leaned over and asked:

"If we don't go there again, those Spartans and mastodons will probably be ruined by the orcs."

The First Company Commander understood the Chapter Leader's thoughts very well.

Know what he wants most.

"Do not."

Fu Qinghai shook his head:
"Wait and see. Although the Khorne Chaos Gang doesn't have much brains, it shouldn't be so weak."

I just finished talking here.

Over there, a shocking roar sounded:

"Moo-"

Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida couldn't see what was happening behind the wall of the stronghold, but could only see: a dozen modified motorcycles flying out of the city wall in a parabola with their riders.

Oh?
Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida looked at each other.

Then, they saw:

A huge jet-tracked vehicle flew upside down from the city gate, and the entire tank turned into a pile of fine metal parts in mid-air, not to mention disintegrating in an instant, with a green leather driver in the middle members with physical disabilities.

What it is! ?

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