Chapter 516: Clearing the Zerg Nest Mountain Area (3)

"Boss! It looks like an air-dropped supply! The closest one is at a position 5km away."

The rough voice of a Catachan communicator came through, and the Catachan Sergeant smashed a Hormagaunt's head with an elbow strike.

"Move! Let's see what big treasures are inside!"

Over 70 men began to approach the supply drop crate. Upon reaching it, they discovered 10 more Catachan toughs. This squad had no communicator, so after hearing the sounds of battle from the Catachan Sergeant's side, they had moved toward them.

When the supply drop crate was opened, the weapons and equipment inside made the Catachan Sergeant's eyes light up.

"Hahaha, it's a flamethrower! Damn it! Burn these aliens to death! And mortars used by the Alicia! They look easier to use than our mortars; we really got a bargain!"

The Catachan Sergeant took out the flamethrower, walked to the edge of the formation, and opened fire on the approaching aliens.

A massive flame erupted from the muzzle, igniting the approaching aliens and causing their bodies to make crackling sounds as they burned.

"Get the mortars out and blast these aliens to pieces!"

The Catachan Sergeant's roar made several Catachan toughs set aside their laser guns and retrieve the MK. IX Arkantus-pattern mortars from the supply drop crate.

"Open some skylights for these carapace beasts!"

The Catachan tough holding the remote control shouted and pressed the button.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The swarm ahead was swallowed by the explosions, and the Catachan Sergeant held the flamethrower, letting out a rough laugh.

"Hahaha, burn to death, you damn aliens!"

When the first wave of the swarm was wiped out by the Catachan toughs' heavy firepower, someone let out a jackal-like laugh.

"Hahaha! For the Emperor!"

Following close behind, more swarms rushed toward them.

The shriek of combat knives tearing through the air and the roar of mortars exploded simultaneously.

When the Catachan Sergeant's flamethrower Promethium tank ran dry, the Sergeant curled his lip in disappointment. Under the cover of other Catachan toughs, he returned to the supply drop crate to prepare to swap the tank and have more fun, but the situation inside the crate made the Sergeant immediately curse in anger.

"Damn it, how is the Promethium tank already gone? Can't you guys be a bit more frugal with it!"

The Catachan Sergeant had no choice but to pick up his laser gun again and sling the empty-tank flamethrower over his back.

"Move! Keep looking for our mates!"

The group continued forward, hearing the sounds of explosions ahead, and moved toward them.

To the Catachan Sergeant's left, a Catachan tough with a red bandana stained in thick green blood shoved his laser gun directly into a Hormagaunt's mouth and pulled the trigger.

Just as this Catachan unit linked up with another, a silver-white figure descended from the sky, landing heavily on the ground and kicking up a shockwave.

The shockwave flipped over three Ravener-like bugs attempting to pounce. Amidst the dust and smoke, a deep blue light flashed; Ganjiedake, wearing Holy Shield Power Armor, walked out of the smoke, lifted the Heavenly Punishment Demon-Cleaving Halberd in his hands, and swung it forward.

Hundreds of Zerg were reduced to fragments under the swing of the Heavenly Punishment Demon-Cleaving Halberd.

"I am the Emperor's Angel of Death! I am a Grey Knight!"

"Holy shit, an Emperor's Angel is actually here!"

The Catachan Sergeant licked his dry lips and backhanded his Combat Knife into a Hormagaunt's head.

"Brothers, it's time to show the aliens the Emperor's wrath!"

On the other side, 5 Catachan toughs were resisting the swarm approaching them when 6 crystallized Blade Servants killed their way out from the side.

The purple electric light attached to their scythe-limbs slashed toward the nearest Catachan tough's neck. The Catachan tough dodged to the limit, but his muscular left arm was still severed.

"Damn it! I'm hit!"

The Catachan tough's pupils constricted. He rolled to dodge the follow-up slash and seized the opportunity to stab his Catachan Combat Knife into the abdominal joint of one of the Blade Servants.

Sparks flew between the crystal carapace and the Catachan Combat Knife, and the crystal carapace flickered with an eerie purple light.

"Damn it!"

The severed-arm Catachan tough's blood splattered onto the crystal carapace, making the purple on the crystal carapace turn even more eerie.

The Blade Servant's scythe-limb suddenly erupted with purple electric light, stabbing again toward the severed-arm Catachan tough's abdomen.

"Fuck you!"

The severed-arm Catachan tough roared, used his teeth to pull the pin on a Fragmentation Grenade, and his mangled body lunged at the enemy.

The moment the Electric Light Scythe pierced his chest, the grenade detonated, swallowing both him and the surrounding Zerg—yet when the smoke cleared, the Blade Servant's carapace was only cracked on one side, while the Catachan tough had only a charred half-spine left hanging on the scythe.

"Shatter for me!"

The bearded Catachan tough fired his laser gun continuously at a Blade Servant rushing toward him. Most of the Blade Servant's head was wrapped in purple crystal blocks. When the laser beam hit the crystal surface, the crystal emitted a purple light and refracted the laser beam, burning honeycomb-shaped holes into the surrounding rock walls.

Another Blade Servant's Electric Light Scythe suddenly pierced through his tactical vest from behind, stabbing straight into his lung. The bearded Catachan tough coughed up blood and grinned hideously, pulled the pin on a Fragmentation Grenade, and shoved his entire hand into the Blade Servant's open mouth. Ignoring the sound of the Blade Servant crushing his arm, the bearded Catachan tough let out a loud laugh.

"For the Emperor!"

"Boom!"

The Fragmentation Grenade exploded inside the Blade Servant's mouth, and the entire upper body of the Blade Servant was blown open from the inside out.

The one-eyed Catachan tough took the opportunity to shove a demolition charge into a crack in a Blade Servant's carapace, but the next second, he was slashed diagonally in two from the waist down by a Blade Servant's Electric Light Scythe. His upper body fell to the ground, dragging his intestines, and his blood-stained finger pressed the button.

"Go to hell, alien!"

The violent explosion blew this Blade Servant into a sky full of purple crystal fragments, and the one-eyed Catachan tough's final smile froze amidst the scattering iridescent shards.

The two remaining men stood back-to-back, slaughtering the Zerg aliens approaching them, their entire bodies covered in green blood.

Seeing their brothers-in-arms finally overwhelmed by that group of aliens, they erupted with the most dazzling light of life.

The young Catachan tough gripped his Catachan Combat Knife tightly, and the Catachan Sergeant straightened his hat, his hand stained with thick green blood.

"For the Emperor!"

They simultaneously pulled the pins on all remaining explosives, roaring as they charged toward the last three Blade Servants.

The seven consecutively stacked explosions plowed a five-meter-deep crater into the battlefield, and the swarms approaching them were also swallowed by the explosion, turning into Ashes.

When the smoke cleared, half a blood-stained red bandana drifted down slowly; beneath it was the young soldier's only remaining palm, still clutching half of a Blade Servant's mouth.

In the explosion just now, the last Blade Servant did not charge at the two Catachan toughs like the other two Blade Servants, but instead retreated more than ten meters, dodging the terrifying power at the center of the explosion.

Just as it returned to the center of the explosion to gnaw on the crystal shards of its own kin, a piercing roar came from behind it.

"Alien! Kill!"