Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 115: Encounter at Farrowsley
In just a few seconds, the Space Marines had completed the first round of engagement with the Necrons.

And more important information was also probed out during the fight.

The living metal bodies of these Necron warriors are extremely strong and can withstand repeated attacks from heavy bombs with only minor damage and deformation.

Their Gauss weapons are enough to kill a Space Marine outright if they hit the target.

This information was obtained at the cost of his life by an Ultramarines who came under concentrated fire from Necron warriors because he got too close.

The Black Stone Barrier he relied on was disintegrated by the Gaussian decomposition ray, and the Extreme Marines hiding in the rear had to use their power armor to withstand the enemy's firepower.

However, the Star-type power armor still demonstrated its value. When it was targeted by the Undead's Gauss rays, the built-in energy shield of the power armor blocked the damage from the first few rays.

It was not until the subsequent Gauss rays came that the energy shield was overloaded, and then the Extreme Marines, who were only relying on the adamantium armor on their power armor, were decomposed and stripped off by the Gauss rays along with their armor.

The refined gold disintegrated like sand, and the black shells, muscles and bones of the fighting brothers it protected were peeled off layer by layer. Superman's transformed organs were completely shattered before they could function.

The Extreme Warrior didn't even let out a scream before his body was blown away by the wind.

A loyal warrior of the Emperor died, but the other Astartes showed no emotion at all. They remembered the consequences of being hit and dodged the enemy's attacks more carefully.

After witnessing the power of the Necron Warriors, Hill and others frantically searched for countermeasures in their brains. Every characteristic of these damn metal skeletons was collected, and then their weaknesses were looked for.

Their weaknesses:

"They don't have much intelligence or autonomy, which is their weakness!"

Hill roared.

The Necron Warriors simply fired wave after wave at the Space Marines with high-precision Gauss firepower, but they did not take the opportunity to attack and then occupy advantageous terrain to divide the enemy.

They just kept silent, fired, and rigidly followed the orders from their superiors.

Nikonna disappeared into the darkness. With absolute precision and stealth, he bypassed the Necrons' defenses and quietly appeared behind the Necrons.

He observed the Necron warriors at a very close distance. Their bodies, made of living metal, were strong and had smooth lines, but upon closer inspection, he could find tiny pits and traces of corrosion.

The joints showed signs of aging, with some unknown oil seeping out of them. When they moved forward, one could see that their steps were not steady, and they even stumbled a little due to the uneven terrain.

Nikonna has already gained a lot of valuable information from his observations.

If these metal skulls were just weapons, they wouldn't be perfect.

But if they are a member of the so-called Necrons, then they can only be described as pitiful.

Although they are extremely powerful and can kill everyone on the battlefield, they still cannot conceal their nature as the walking dead.

He emerged from the shadows and threw several powerful melta bombs into the Necron army.

Based on his experience in dealing with armored vehicles, melta bombs are more suitable for fighting these metal guys.

The Necromancers paid no attention to the dangerous bombs that were undergoing thermonuclear reactions. In their mind processors, there was only one command: Kill the invaders.

Seeing this scene, Nikonna even felt that the intelligent robots under the mechanical priests were smarter than them.

At least the intelligent robot equipped with a low-level processor knew to dodge when it saw a hot melt bomb going out of control.

The highly compressed fusion fuel within the melta bomb released its full energy in the explosion. The surging heat instantly evaporated the moisture in the air, and a roaring explosion exploded around the Necron warrior. The melta bomb's damage range was not large, but everything within it would be subjected to a baptism of ultra-high heat and high energy.

Even the living metal of the Undead would be melted by the hot melt bomb. The metal skeletons of the Undead warriors within the killing range were instantly melted by the terrifying high temperature.

Nikonna could see that the stubborn chunks of living metal were trying to heal themselves, but under the continued damage from the melta bombs, they eventually turned into a pool of silver-gray molten iron.

The molten iron and molten black stone mixed together, releasing an extremely unpleasant stench and smoke.

Faintly, Nikonna's Lyman ears picked up an electronic scream of a peculiar tone.

The teeth-shaking screams seemed like some kind of crude imitation, as if these living metal undead still had extremely weak survival instincts and self-awareness in their bodies.

A Necron warrior whose lower body was blown off by the melt fell on the black stone ground. The Gauss weapon in its hand was damaged, but it still used its metal palm to scratch the ground and crawled towards the enemy desperately.

The Space Marines could not tell whether they were stubbornly following orders to kill the enemy, or whether they were trying to stay away from the melta bombs that could kill them, supported by the little remaining desire to survive.

Probably a bit of both, but Nikonna didn't give it much of a chance as his power sword came down and severed the head of the prone Necron.

The feeling of these beheaded metal skeletons is completely different from that of flesh and blood life. There is no dripping blood and spinal cord, nor are there cut and torn muscle fibers and white trachea.

Nikonna even felt that if he put the head back on, the undead would be able to heal the wound and rush towards them again with the Gauss separator gun.

"Pathetic guy."

This group of suddenly appearing Necron warriors did not cause much trouble to the fully armed Space Marines. This team was equipped with the latest Sta-type power armor produced in the Macragge galaxy, and their weapons were of the best quality.

Especially since this team is led by veterans like Nikona Sharokin and Aineed Hill who fought in the battlefields of Isstvan and Kos.

There are fifteen Necrons in this team, and they all look the same in appearance, like some crudely made assembly line products.

Except for a few Necron Warriors killed by melta bombs, the remaining Necron Warriors fell under the explosive shells and plasma of the Ultramarines.

In order to more thoroughly kill these enemies who could heal themselves with living metal, the Ultramarines also used power swords and chainswords to cut them into smaller pieces.

The Warsmith did not perform very well in the sudden encounter. He only fired a few explosive shells and the Extreme Marines ended the battle.

Luo Xi understood this stubborn old guy. On the one hand, his body functions had weakened after being damaged by the entropy weapon, and on the other hand, he was stubborn and unwilling to use the new power armor.

"Bring that head here, the one that's still intact." Luo Xi pointed to the body of a Necron warrior in the corner.

Dantioch didn't say a word. He picked up the undead head and threw it directly to Roxi.

Luo Xi cursed inwardly the petty old man. This head was not light in weight. The density of living metal was extremely high, otherwise it could not be used as a war vehicle.

His hand stroked the undead's round skull, and the touch told him that there were actually many extremely fine signs of corrosion on it. The holes did not seem to be damage caused by war, but rather like aging caused by not being properly maintained for too long.

The green light in the undead's deep eye sockets had disappeared, and its particularly narrow chin and jawbone were very different from those of humans.

He tried to imagine in his mind what it would look like if these undead grew flesh. It would probably be a very obvious horse face.

"The data has been collected. Let's retreat first, taking the bodies of these undeads with us and see if we can find some useful information."

(End of this chapter)