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Chapter 415: Meeting the Bonebreaker

"All humans are scum who deserve to be trampled to death. Except for that one-eyed Yarrick. He knows how to fight."

————Bonebreaker. Saraka

The most powerful and whaaghest war boss of this era.

People describe him as the prophet of gossip, the beast of war, and he has many names.

Ever since he transformed from an unknown greenskin into the only true leader of a clan in just six years, Bonebreaker has never tasted true failure again.

Except for one person, the legendary political commissar, Yarrick, who is also the only opponent recognized by the Bonebreaker.

But human lifespan is short, and Yarrick's light is only a flash compared to the green sun. After the elderly Yarrick retired due to age, the Bone Crusher has been bored for a long time.

Now he only came to the Zerg with the idea of fighting them temporarily, and did not regard them as real opponents.

His iron-like skull instantly smashed the head of a warrior insect that wanted to attack him, while he laughed and chewed the flesh of the thing.

Heavy shotgun shells exploded on his battle armor, instantly blowing off the arm of a thick armored beetle. He immediately stepped on the thing and tore the enemy's limbs apart with his power claws.

The scene was like opening oysters.

The greenskins were inspired by this sight, their restlessness and anger, but the bonebreakers bathed in insect blood were still not satisfied...

But he actually made a mistake. Bonebreaker Saraka did not realize that the clever and greedy Zerg had already known the key to victory.

They prepared hundreds of Licat worms for Bonebreaker Saraka, which were familiar with the characteristics of the Greenskins and had biological toxins made specifically for them.

The most savage and insane Axeworms came for victory, though Bonebreaker almost despised it and he showed no fear at all.

He is not afraid, and he doesn't care.

Those little tricks, those ridiculous little things were nothing to him, Bonebreaker Saraka.

But Taylor didn't want to gamble. He soon realized the problem, especially when the special forces boys saw the footprints of Licat, Taylor knew he had to help the Bone Crusher.

This is a statement and also a proof. It is hard to imagine that he needs to show his integrity to the alien, but Taylor does not want to deal with Saraka in the short term.

By his standards, going against Thraka was like challenging a Primarch, and though that was a rather disingenuous statement, it was of similar intensity.

Even considering Saraka's violent and cunning personality, he could still use his character flaws to challenge the Primarch, but fighting the Bonebreaker was obviously more difficult...

Well, he could be called a coward, but he wouldn't risk challenging a crazy war monster.

Taylor always knew how to live more comfortably, just like pursuing the best canned meat for soldiers.

He first arranged a sniper team, and the special forces boy fought against the Licat swarm, which was a very popular duel.

But the situation did not turn out as he wished. He did not get so many axeworm heads, nor did he succeed in stopping those monsters.

It would be better to say that the Zerg is smarter than he imagined. Obviously, this Behemoth Zerg has already studied Taylor's tactics thoroughly.

It wasn't complicated to begin with. It had always been nothing more than relying on the high-end individual capabilities to perform incredible maneuvers and attacks, while the Zerg had millions of spies and computers composed of countless biological brains...

Although he didn't want to admit it, Taylor did seem to be struggling against those guys.

The Zerg is constantly evolving, especially after fighting with the greenskins, the Zerg's ability to respond and adaptability have become quite exaggerated.

Taylor had to admit that the Licats had already slid into the swarm like drops of water into the ocean.

Frankly speaking, Taylor hated this kind of situation the most, as it meant that he would leave his advantageous terrain and take the risk of launching an assault.

In the absence of heavy vehicles, Taylor could only select dozens of skilled soldiers and hundreds of greenskins, sit on the Frenstein, and pray. "The Emperor's hometown is above..."

"It's ironic that one day I'll be fighting for the Greenskins to win..."

"Get bayonets, chainswords, meltas, and anything else you can use at close range. Shotgun shells and fragmentation mines are also fine!"

"Forward! Forward!"

"Suppressive fire!"

Having said that, countless heavy cannons began to fire at the swarm of insects.

A large amount of explosives churned up, just like water was sprinkled in an oil pan, but no matter how many explosions and crackling sounds there were, it was difficult to remove the dark background color of the oil pan.

However, this kind of venting bought the Imperials a lot of precious time, disrupted the orderly attacks of most of the Zerg, and caused the vehicle led by Franstein to begin to crash into the Zerg swarm.

They were going to support the Bone Crusher. Now hundreds of special forces bosses were entering the front line with machetes in hand. They had green bombs and explosive tubes stuck on their bodies, and they were using bombs to make a mess of things almost like destroying dry wood and rotten wood.

Such commotion immediately made Taylor and his men the focus of the battlefield. Every greenskin looked at them sideways, including Bonebreaker, of course.

The giant beast now killed from the west to the east, and then from the east to the south, without stopping for a quarter of an hour.

He had killed three Tyrants, six Brainworms, and a whole bunch of other big guys.

And when he saw Taylor, a human shrimp commanding the Blood Axe Clan, the only orc tribe that had no interest in him, he immediately thought of the famous Scourge of Ullanor of Armageddon.

Bonebreaker Saraka grinned and couldn't help laughing. His smile was like anger, and just that ugly look was enough to scare countless fart spirits to death.

His joy was simply because he saw Taylor and his high-spirited troops slaughtering the Zerg. The fighting power unleashed by those shrimps made him very happy.

Frankly speaking, his feelings for old One-Eye Yarrick made him hate humans, because other humans couldn't even compare to Yarrick's hair. Even those Space Marines, those so-called heroes, were still far inferior to old One-Eye...

But the shrimp in front of him looked very different.

Powerful, energetic, and youthful.

At this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in the boring daily life of Bonebreaker Saraka.

A crazy idea flashed through his mind.

That is.

Since the old one-eyed man has died of old age.

Then why couldn't he cultivate another human being as powerful as the old one-eyed man to fight with him for the rest of his life?

Frankly speaking, Bonebreaker Saraka was even frightened by his own thoughts.

But he soon laughed, crushed the head of a tyrant completely, and then talked to himself.

"Yes, that's it."

"Yes! I should do this!"

"A shrimp, a legend."