StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

The surviving electromagnetic gunners on the truck held electromagnetic rifles and relied on the truck wreckage to shoot. However, as soon as these people emerged, they were killed one by one by Rick Kidd, a sniper in the Augustus squad, using a boatswain sniper rifle. This forced The remaining people only dared to raise their electromagnetic rifles above their heads with both hands and shoot randomly without target.

Soon, with a deafening roar and a sharp sonic boom, the truck in front of Augustus was hit by Ward's rocket. The fuel tank was immediately ignited, and a fire broke out around the truck.

Several people ignited by the flames jumped, shouted, cried, stood or lay motionless, and then their bodies melted like candles.

At this time, the townspeople of Runen Town armed with various weapons also stood a few hundred yards away and shot at Augustus. Other townspeople armed only with axes, power pliers and other weapons tried to get closer to the Marines. distance.

Augustus and others turned their guns towards the townspeople who had begun to charge. Only then did he notice that these people's hands concealed weapons that were far more dangerous than gunpowder shotguns and hoes and picks - bundles of weapons. The electromagnetic grenades carried on the waist, and these electromagnetic grenades are likely to come from the local military factory established by Kemorian.

These people were obviously directed during the charge, and the distance between them was wide. However, there should be no soldiers from the Kemorian regular army among them. As shown before, they really lack electromagnetic weapons that can penetrate power armor.

Several heavy machine guns of the Marine Corps began to roar, and the continuous tongues of flame from the muzzles seemed to be the lanterns of death.

Just a few hundred yards away from Augustus, a barrage of spikes raised a mist of blood in the crowd. The person at the front was torn apart by the steel spikes accelerated to supersonic speeds through electromagnetic coils, and their bodies were torn apart. Within a few seconds, it turned into a ground full of minced meat. The remaining body parts were thrown high into the air and then fell like rain, like a punctured balloon.

The people standing behind seemed like scarecrows swept down by the strong wind, like rag dolls nailed to the ground by spikes.

Including the town representative who stood up before, half of the more than two hundred people standing directly opposite Augustus fell before he emptied all the spikes in the magazine.

Augustus saw each of the people who had been shot cut off at the waist by steel nails. The power of one steel nail was enough to penetrate four or five people in a straight line, embed into the body of the last person and push him more than ten meters away. .

Since once a spike hits the torso or head, ordinary people have no chance of survival. During this process, only a few people have time to scream and wail, so they can only be heard on the battlefield. The sound of firing machine guns and electromagnetic guns and the thunderous roar of rocket launchers.

When Augustus completed the first round of shooting and replaced the magazine, in less than ten seconds from the time of firing to the end of the shooting, the townspeople collapsed.

Ceasefire! Ceasefire! Warfield ordered.

At this time, the townspeople who entered the square fell into a pool of blood, and most of the corpses were shattered into pieces. Some of the people who were still alive wailed and gradually died. The other townspeople who had not yet rushed into the central square and were able to walk ran away in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the people moaning in pain, even though Augustus reminded himself in his heart that these were a group of thugs who wanted to kill him, and he was just executing the order of the commander, this did not make him feel better. some.

The federal government has become accustomed to using bloody massacres to suppress insurrectionists and revolutionaries, using blood and fear to maintain the stability of the regime, and the executors of its tyranny are not the federal police and local security forces, but the real military.

Warfield immediately issued an order: Pursue! The first platoon set out to capture the central gas refining station in Loon Town, the fourth platoon pursued north along Cairns Road, and the second platoon pursued south along Newlon Road to expel everyone. , drive them out of the house. The medics stay.

The three platoons immediately carried out the platoon leader's orders and ran in all directions.

The third platoon is under my direct command, Warfield said at last.

Yes, sir. Augustus' platoon leader Reagan responded immediately.

Warfield led the first squad of the third platoon and ran quickly towards a heavy truck that had rolled over on its side, leaving the other squads on guard. This was the only one of the three trucks that was not hit by rocket fire, because there was a Marine underneath the truck.

It was a rifleman from the second squad. The vital signs monitoring system inside his power armor showed that the soldier was still alive, but they couldn't move the truck. The container-like bed of that truck was filled with steel and alloy scrap collected by the people of Loon Town. The strength enhanced by the power armor was not enough to turn them into supermen.

We have to find a crane, Augustus said, trying to push the truck.

It's too late to transfer from Bok Pride's Engineering Department. Warfield glanced at Augustus and made a quick decision.

Dynamite.

Unload the fuel tank and choose the least powerful D-7 explosive. Augustus understood and turned to Zander.

Zander is an art lover, and his backpack contains the most complete variety and quantity of explosives in the class. Then the first shift, under the command of Warfield, clearly divided the work to place the explosives, and he personally decided the location and weight.

After the detonation, the connection between the truck compartment and the front of the truck was blown open. Due to the difference in the power of the explosives in several locations, the compartment pressing on the Marine fell accurately to one side. Augustus, Renault and others Together they pulled him out.

The Marine's power armor was severely damaged, with multiple dents in the armor. Augustus guessed that he might have fainted due to the impact, because there was still no response in the communication channel.

Are you okay? Private. Warfield knocked on the Marine's helmet. Seeing no response, he pressed a button under the soldier's helmet visor, and the visor slowly opened.

He was a young man with brown hair and a bruised nose and face.

It can be seen that the injuries he suffered were not serious, they were mostly soft tissue contusions, and blood could not stop coming from the corner of his right eye. He may have had a slight concussion and was drowsy. A medic in power armor walked over, knelt on the ground and opened the soldier's eyelids to observe his pupils.

The painting color of this medical soldier's power armor is the same as that of Augustus and others. Only a red cross mark is spray-painted on the right shoulder of the armor to distinguish it. He carries a backpack on his back that is larger than an infantry M-2 backpack. D-1 backpack.

When Augustus looked at the medic, he was rummaging through his backpack, looking for a medical laser stapler to suture the wound.

My equipment is not enough to deal with this situation. He must be sent to the nearest medical station. The medic said to Warfield while using a weakened laser beam to treat the wounded's wounds and opening his mask. He is a pale young man with ordinary appearance.

The nearest medical station is Poker's Pride. I immediately requested a transport plane from the command center. At this time, Warfield looked at the people of Loen Town who were still lying in a pool of blood. Some of the injured were still wailing feebly: Augustus, take your men and take with you the wounded natives.

Most of the corpses of the residents of Loen Town in the central square were shattered into pieces. Many of them were broken into several pieces, and there were green and black intestines, internal organs, bones and minced flesh on the ground. Only those whose legs were hit were still alive.

Even though Augustus had promised that the marines would treat them, the townspeople continued to try to shoot at them, forcing a group of soldiers to return fire.

Don't they want to live? Josephine asked puzzledly on the communication channel while taking in the injured.

Perhaps, they just think that there is something more important than survival. Augustus replied.

Renault and Augustus looked at each other, inexplicable emotions surging in their hearts.

About an hour later, when the transport plane arrived in Loon Town, other troops of the First Company had already taken control of the town hall, church and station in Loon Town, defeating the town residents who tried to fight back and forcing them to flee their homes.

In the air filled with the smell of blood, a brand new red and blue flag of the Terran Federation was raised on the flagpole in the central square.

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