Chapter 902: A Sharp Turn for the Worse

The front of the car equipped with a barrier breaker pushed everything in front of it to the sides. From the sky, it looked like a giant dragon stirring the earth.

"The number of microgravity generators has reached the basic value! Mechanical behemoth No. 14 will disintegrate in 15 seconds. Everyone should be prepared for impact!"

The alarm sounded in all carriages, and all Krieg soldiers gave up the idea of ​​continuing to shoot. They quickly looked for the seat belts in the carriages to fasten themselves firmly and wait for the impact to come.

15 seconds passed quickly, and the mechanical priest at the control console nervously wiped the liquid mixed with oil and sweat on his forehead, inserted his finger that had been changed into a key into the start port, and prayed loudly for the blessing of the God of All Machines.

The entire mechanical behemoth trembled violently after the key was turned, and the energy originally delivered to the microgravity generator flowed to the connection of the carriage. Hundreds of explosive bolts were full of energy. These tools that were originally used to fasten objects had the function of launching carriages after being modified.

A strong explosion occurred at the connection between the carriages, and the first section of the mechanical behemoth flew out violently, and so did the carriages behind. However, in order to make the carriages more evenly distributed on the battlefield, the explosive bolts had slight differences, which caused some carriages to fly straight out, and some carriages to fly left or right.

This tactic of launching carriages to serve as fortresses was naturally learned from the orcs, but the physical fitness of orcs is generally much stronger than that of humans, so their carriages are more wild during the explosion and flight. Sometimes the carriages landed and the orcs inside were almost dead.

This situation of serious casualties before the battle was what the great sage Titus tried his best to avoid. Those microgravity generators with equipment far exceeding the needs of the mechanical behemoth were prepared for this purpose.

One carriage that flew into the air was somewhat out of control. If there was no external help, the carriage would be stuck in the ground upside down, and the soldiers inside would be in danger.

At this moment, the microgravity generators were activated with the last bit of energy, and the anti-gravity field forcibly adjusted the state of the carriage, making its bottom surface as close to the ground as possible.

Boom!

The carriage hit the ground at an angle, and the entire carriage slid forward for a while, smashing several protruding rocks and vehicle wreckage before slowly stopping.

Two or three seconds later, a sealed door on the side of the carriage suddenly popped out, flew very far and hit a degraded body, and the Krieg soldiers rushed out of the door, holding guns and attacking the degraded body, and the turrets of the upper carriages also sounded again, supporting the infantry's actions.

A team of Krieg soldiers ran into a degraded body head-on. This crude imitation of the Space Marine was buried by the rubble and soil that the carriage had just knocked open.

While the degraded body had not yet completely come out, the Krieg soldiers immediately took action and split their squad into three teams on the left, middle and right to approach the degraded body.

The light of the Lucius laser gun continued to shine on the bone armor of the degraded body, but none of them could effectively kill. A Krieg soldier took out the anti-armor grenade from his waist and wanted to throw it at the degraded body.

But a string of bullets fired by the degraded body immediately shattered half of his body. The degraded body ran quickly under the laser, and its speed, slightly slower than that of the Space Marine, was extremely fast for mortals. He fired the gun in his left hand at the Krieg soldier approaching on the left. Because of the randomness of the bullets, he did not choose to shoot at precise times, but splashed a few bullets like water.

The Krieg soldiers on the left died in different ways, and the Krieg soldiers in the middle also entered the melee range of the degraded body. The pale bone knife had tooth-like serrations on it, and a horizontal slash could completely cut the Krieg soldier, and his internal organs, broken bones and blood flowed all over the ground.

Other Krieg soldiers stepped forward with bayonets, and some lucky ones used their monomolecular bayonets to penetrate the bone armor of the degraded body when the degraded body slaughtered other soldiers.

But the blade felt very strange, as if the degraded body was solid, made entirely of bones inside and out.

All the Krieg soldiers in the middle and on the left were dead, and the ones on the right also set up heavy weapons thanks to the sacrifice of their comrades. While the degraded body was busy cutting a Krieg soldier with his gun, the armor-piercing rocket was fired suddenly.

The degraded body turned suddenly, and the tip of the rocket slightly brushed the curved surface of his bone shoulder armor, falling behind him and exploding.

Then the degraded body shot at the Krieg soldier on the right, and the frequency of the weapon in his hand was even more terrifying than the orc technicians who tied several machine guns together.

The Krieg soldier hurriedly lowered his head, loading the rocket while listening to the heavy steps of the degraded body from the noise of shooting to determine the position.

Boom!

An explosion sounded, followed by vibrations and the broken bone fragments of the degraded body falling on the helmet of the Krieg soldier.

When he looked out, he found that a Leman Russ tank provided them with support.

Although the battlefield of the fourth line of defense was becoming more and more chaotic, the breakthrough of the Imperial Army was real. With the assistance of the five poison blades of the Bendict 101 Armored Regiment and the poison blades of other armored regiments, both the Degraded Body Squad and the Degraded Dreadnought would be completely crushed.

"These things are nothing great! Keep attacking for the Emperor and Cadia!"

The war cry of the Imperial Army completely overwhelmed the thick death aura on the Degraded Body. They were eliminated bit by bit and turned into ashes under the tracks and military boots.

"Wait!" Lieutenant Terry suddenly became nervous. He had played no role in the previous battle. After all, these degraded bodies did not show up on the auspicious instrument at all. But now he noticed something was wrong through the abnormal data of other equipment.

"What's wrong! Have you found the enemy's reinforcements?" Bendict asked.

Lieutenant Terry shook his head suspiciously, just staring at the far-range wind speed meter and the sound volume capturer. The two complex and full-scale dials would suddenly jump up a large scale every short time.

What could this be? Lieutenant Terry pondered and thought hard, and finally his face changed drastically, and he suddenly remembered the time when he was acting with the Titan Corps.

"11 o'clock! There may be a Warhound Titan approaching us!"

Hearing Lieutenant Terry's roar, Bendict's face also changed. He immediately deployed the hunting order and asked all the poison blades to be ready.

The huge cloud of hot smoke and cold water vapor in the distance was suddenly broken, and the dog-shaped cockpit swung back and forth, just like a hound sniffing something.

But what frightened Bendict was not the sudden appearance of a Warhound Titan on the battlefield, but the fact that he did not see any decorations or symbols on the Titan's appearance, only large areas of bone white and disturbing deep holes piercing his eyes.

This is a degraded Titan, and there are more after it.