Chapter 834: The First Battle of the Asura Holy Star Alliance (2)

But the Fengqi Assault Team lived up to their reputation as the elite of the Fengqi Star Alliance; after the initial shock, they immediately displayed fierce quality and targeted tactics!

"Power Armor! Focus fire! Plasma! Melta! Hit the joints!"

A Fengqi Sergeant wearing a helmet with officer markings roared.

Several Fengqi assault soldiers equipped with heavy weapons immediately leaned out from behind cover.

Buzz-hum!

Scorching, blinding plasma orbs and Melta beams capable of melting through starship armor shot toward the joints and helmet visors of Zheermakesi and the two other Salamanders Space Marines who had charged out closely behind him!

Puchi! Zzzzt!

The edge of the armor on Zheermakesi's left knee was grazed by a plasma orb, instantly melting a crater into it, and the internal Servo System emitted a harsh grinding sound!

Another Salamanders warrior's shoulder armor was swept by a Melta beam; a small piece of the thick Ceramite melted away, revealing the complex wiring underneath and emitting wisps of blue smoke!

"Hmph!"

Zheermakesi let out a muffled grunt, but his movements did not stop for even a second!

His massive body lunged with a side-slam, crushing a Fengqi soldier who was attempting to flank him—man and gun alike—into a puddle of meat, while his Power Hammer backhanded an upward swing, smashing an enemy who had just finished firing plasma and had no time to dodge, along with the half-section of pipe he was hiding in, up into the ceiling!

"Bathed in the fires of war! Forged on the anvil of battle!"

The other two Salamanders Space Marines roared, slamming a fist into the helmet of a Fengqi soldier; the helmet was deformed, and pale blue blood flowed from beneath it.

Another used a Heavy Flamer to spew a scorching dragon of flame, instantly turning several huddled Fengqi soldiers into screaming torches!

More Salamanders Space Marines poured out from behind Zheermakesi; the roar of Bolters replaced the hiss of Energy Weapons, and the growl of Chainswords tore through the air and flesh.

The Fengqi Assault Team suffered heavy losses, but they did not collapse.

They utilized the complex terrain and wreckage of the corridor to counterattack madly.

Energy Weapons and Vibrating Blades left streaks of scars on the Salamanders' Power Armor.

Some soldiers, fearless of death, clutched Melta Bombs and attempted to throw themselves under the feet of the Salamanders warriors to perish together!

One Salamanders Space Marine was hit in the head by a plasma shot, his tall frame collapsing with a crash.

"Brother!"

The Salamanders Space Marine behind him saw his brother lying on the ground without movement, let out a low growl, and lowered his Bolter to spray fire, piercing through several Fengqi soldiers wearing deep purple Power Armor and punching a large hole through their armor as well.

"Indomitable" Close-in Weapon System control compartment.

On the tactical screen in front of Dekashi, the internal structure map of the port-side C Zone was being largely covered by red alert areas representing intense combat.

He could "see" several powerful green signals representing Zheermakesi's Salamanders standing firm and advancing within the red tide representing the enemy, but the surrounding red signals remained dense, and bright red dots representing heavy weapons were constantly flickering!

"Damn it! They've been targeted by heavy fire! In the C7-C9 connecting corridor!"

Dekashi's voice was urgent, his fingers operating rapidly on the keyboard, attempting to pull up clearer internal surveillance, but most of the cameras had already been destroyed or jammed.

Afudao heard Dekashi's words, and his eyes turned red instantly.

While frantically operating the Close-in Weapon System to strafe the enemy aircraft and potential follow-up boarding pods constantly attempting to approach from the outside, he roared into the Communication Device.

"Lord Zheermakesi! Watch out for Melta! The sons of bitches are specifically hitting the joints!"

Although he knew his voice might not be able to penetrate the intense battlefield noise and heavy Terminator Armor to reach Zheermakesi's ears directly, he still had to roar it out.

He could not go directly to support the battle in the corridor; his battlefield was here, guarding the ship's hull so that the brothers inside would have no worries behind them!

"Damn it! Die for me!"

Afudao poured all his rage into the control stick, and the Laser Beam spewed by the Close-in Weapon System blew an attacking Fengqi aircraft out of the sky as it attempted a diving strafe.

Every enemy aircraft shot down could alleviate a sliver of pressure for the Salamanders fighting a Blood Bath in the corridor.

Inside the corridor, Zheermakesi seemed to have sensed something, or perhaps it was by virtue of his battle instincts honed through a thousand trials.

The moment another Melta beam shot over, his massive Terminator frame displayed astonishing agility, suddenly crouching and side-stepping!

The scorching beam grazed his shoulder armor, melting through a ventilation duct behind him!

He backhanded his hammer, smashing the Melta gunner—who hadn't had time to reload a second shot—along with his weapon into the alloy wall, embedding him deep inside!

"For the Salamanders! For the Emperor! Advance!"

Zheermakesi's voice was like the roar of a Furnace, and his Power Hammer swung out again, electric arcs leaping, turning the enemies blocking the path into charred remains!

The Salamanders warriors followed closely behind, Bolters firing in unison, Chainswords roaring wildly, continuing to push forward inch by inch through the corridor of blood and fire to reclaim the Emperor's ship!

"Damn natives, how dare you! Plasma squad! Move up! Everyone else provide covering fire, pin down that big guy!"

A Fengqi Sergeant hid behind twisted metal cover; he had witnessed with his own eyes his companions turned into meat paste under the Power Hammer, and his fear was replaced by an even crazier murderous intent.

Two Fengqi soldiers wearing thick Power Armor and holding Plasma Guns darted out from the thick smoke on the flank.

The Plasma Guns in their hands emitted a harsh charging hum, the muzzles condensing with destructive energy.

Their target was not Zheermakesi, but a Salamanders Space Marine behind him who was using a Chainsword to hack at Fengqi soldiers with wide, sweeping motions—Vikasi.

Vikasi had just used his Chainsword to cleave an enemy in two from shoulder to crotch, the blood-stained teeth emitting a grinding sound.

His helmet turned toward the direction of the plasma gunners, but his movement was half a beat too slow!

The two plasma gunners were clearly veterans with tacit cooperation; one knelt, one stood, forming a crossfire!

Buzz-hum—!!!

Two scorching, blinding light orbs shot out instantly!

One slammed precisely into the joint connection of Vikarius's left knee! The other hit the shoulder armor joint of his right arm, which was exposed due to his sword swing!