The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 "The area ahead is safe."

　　As soon as Soshyang finished speaking, Sol’s voice came from the communication channel.

　　 "The rear is safe."

"Roger that."

　　Because of the narrow passage, Soshyang took the lead, and the more stable Sol was behind, so that one after the other can deal with emergencies at any time.

　　 But so far, they have not encountered any enemies.

　　 Soshyan is at a railroad crossing, which is the largest connection point of the two underground networks, where the miners transport the excavated stones.

　　 Soshyang also received a communication message from the Ministry of Justice not long ago, saying that the arbitrator has taken control of the situation and declared martial law, requiring all miners to leave the mining area.

　　 But that is no longer what Soshyang has to worry about.

　　 More importantly, this also means that all the miners they encounter underground are probably hostile targets and can be eliminated directly.

　　The specific situation of the alien must be figured out, and the sooner the better, only then can the purification action begin.

　　 He led the command team to move on, starting to use the gravity ladder and then down the winding narrow rock, mud and creaking plastic steel passage to the environment of the No. 14 mining area that was completely shrouded in darkness.

　　 The power supply system in the mining area has been artificially cut off. Soshyang didn’t know if it was done on the ground or by someone underground.

　　 Anyway, it’s already pitch black here,

　　 When passing a fork and arriving at a certain excavation area, Soshyan stopped.

　　 He felt the danger.

　　 "There is a possibility of receiving an enemy ahead."

　　 He stood behind a rusty mine bucket used as a bunker. Under his instructions, the soldiers scattered to each side of the intersection, crouching behind the rusty rail transport carriage and switch equipment.

　　 The air is cold and heavy, as if an underground passage is holding its breath.

　　 "The number of enemies."

　　 Thor at the end of the team asked that he was guarding the back of the team alone to prevent the enemy from attacking from behind.

　　 "The number is unknown, the automatic sensor is malfunctioning, I suspect that some kind of interfering equipment is running nearby."

　　 There are few things in the galaxy that can disable the Astarte's power armor sensor. This alone is enough to prove that they are close to their enemies.

　　 "There is nothing on the bird divination?"

"nothing now."

　　 "It seems they know we are here."

　　 team began to shoot, and carefully checked the movement in the dark, Almin retracted the pole of the battle flag in half, so that the ancient battle flag can adapt to the underground environment.

　　 And Soshyang's hand holding the sword is tighter than ever.

　　 "They are waiting for us, I don't want to make them boring, stick to their respective posts."

　　 After speaking, Soshyang stood up, and the track straight into the mining area stretched out from him.

　　 The lighting belt connected above his head extinguished in the deep tunnel, the railroad tracks under his feet were scattered in the darkness, and a trace of airflow from a depleted mine somewhere in the distance stirred the rags nailed to the wall with religious slogans.

　　 Soshyan’s goggles searched for the shadows but only found false feedback and false signals-something was definitely disrupting their vision.

　　 may not necessarily be mechanical or psionic. These are proofs of their existence.

　　 "Unless they think I'm alone, they won't attack us and we must jump over the trap."

　　 After that, Soshyang began to move down the tunnel, alone.

　　 He not only felt the shadow change and movement, the darkness approached and surrounded him like a terrifying and hungry low-temperature dream.

　　 "Team commander, if we go too far, we will lose your track."

　　 Almin said nervously in the communication channel:

　　 "The bird guide is completely ineffective."

　　 Soshyang did not answer that his power armor had already begun to inject the combat injection syringe into his Superman's body, which was automatically activated by his increased heart rate.

　　 He tasted the copper in his saliva, and the adrenaline began to burn in his muscles.

　　 The Sacred Yan sword suddenly felt lighter, and was easily held in the metal glove.

　　 Suddenly, something stepped on the gravel of the railway behind him.

　　 The voice was slight and perfectly timed to fit Soshyan's next step.

　　 Ordinary humans will ignore it. Soshyan is naturally not an ordinary human.

"coming!"

　　 He activated the Sacred Yan sword and twisted and slashed, a bright red light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

　　 When Soshyang turned his heel, the hot powered sword had shattered the cold air, and then rubbed a cluster of sparks with a pair of terrifying giant claws.

The gene stealer trailing behind Soshyang bounced back due to the impact. Its strong physique couldn't absorb the power of Astarte's attack. After landing, it rolled directly to the side. What's more serious was that its claws were directly attacked. Cut all the way from the finger.

　　 Before it got up, Soshyang had already whizzed up, and even a cantilever slash.

　　 The alien tried to wave his hand against his arm but flew together with his head, and the stench of alien pus in the air immediately diffused.

"kill him!!!!"

　　 With a scream, the other aliens attacked one after another.

　　 They once lurked around the edge of the tunnel, avoided along the walls and huge spiked cobweb-like top space.

　　 Now they saw the lonely "prey" screaming, attacking Soshyan from every angle.