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

Chapter 249: Brutal Siege
This is a feat that is impossible for humans to accomplish. Each gun muzzle has an independent computing matrix, and each shell has a complete motion model and expected prediction. Even the movement trajectories of those galloping beasts and every regular swing are included in the computing model.

Endless computing power is analyzing everything.

Only artificial intelligence can perform such terrifying logical operations, and the floating computing power consumed by these operations is just a tiny fraction of what Red Alert can do.

But the number of the behemoths was simply too large. Under Eva's control, they were not afraid of life or death. Even if they could use their own bodies to block a bomb or advance the following behemoths by even one meter, it would be worth it.

Perhaps in Eva's calculations, the greatest role of these stupid and savage hammer-headed beasts is to consume human ammunition and energy reserves, and to use their death in exchange for the advancement of those who come later.

Hill personally led the Extreme Warriors to stand on the high wall. They occupied the high altitude, looking down from above, and continuously pulled the triggers in their hands. The powerful twin-barreled storm bolters shot out deadly sparks, blasting those small unknown monsters into minced meat.

At the rear of the base, batches of petrified lizard artillery were roaring continuously, and the few three newly produced Pacifier energy weapons ejected balls of powerful plasma into the center of the battlefield.

In terms of power, even all the petrified lizards combined are not as terrifying as the Pacificator's bombardment. This brand-new weapon is being used in such a large-scale battlefield for the first time, but it has made everyone realize that this will be a new king of artillery.

Every time an extremely unstable ball of plasma energy fell from the sky, the earth was ruthlessly torn apart. Giant pits with a radius of more than ten meters destroyed all life. Their flesh and blood were completely vaporized, and only the edge areas could survive with charred limbs and flesh.

Extreme high temperatures and energy shock waves swept away the charging beasts. Only those guys whose minds were controlled by Eva dared to continue moving forward under such terrifying firepower coverage.

Even the Orks, who are known for their recklessness and savagery, would not be foolish enough to rush forward in the face of such a destructive scene. In their brains there is both the brutality of Goge and the cunning of Maoge.

The dragon rider was already gasping for breath. Countless giant beasts died every minute and every second. The number of deaths even exceeded all the deaths he had witnessed in his long life.

Life is the least valuable thing. In this devastating tug-of-war battlefield, they are all consumables that are fed into the death meat grinder.

Hundreds of thousands of hammer-headed thunder beasts were soon consumed by more than half, and their fallen corpses even blocked the path for those who came later.

He saw those spiral towers standing in the air constantly releasing heart-pounding lightning. Once those powerful arcs hit the bodies of the giant beasts, even a hammer-headed thunder beast as strong as a mountain would be turned into hot ashes on the ground.

"Pandora, prepare to move forward."

The dragon knight's voice was hoarse and dry, as if he was about to cough up blood. He felt a tremendous pressure sinking into his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

Keane wielded his dragon lance, and the largest scorpion-like monsters screamed, making creepy and terrifying echoes.

Their arthropod-like bodies flexibly crawled over the obstacle formed by the corpses of hammer-headed thunder beasts, and their sharp claws pierced into their still warm bodies as they pounced forward fearlessly.

When these huge Pandora demons stood up, they were able to reach the Space Marines on the high walls. Their armor was much harder than the bodies of those giant beasts and could even withstand the bombardment of sentry guns.

The auspicious instrument captured the subtle details of this giant beast. Its shell is made of strong carbon fiber material, stacked layer by layer. Whenever a shell hits, these structures can greatly offset the kinetic energy.

Even so, the Pandora Demon's shell continued to collapse, and the Space Marines' precise bombs and plasma fell on their joints, heads and spines, causing maximum damage.

Finally, after the leading demon Pandora died, the remaining dozens of giant monsters climbed to the high metal wall. Their sharp claws were able to release a weak decomposition force field, which penetrated deeply into the metal wall and crawled forward madly.

Hill commanded the soldiers in this position to retreat, and some giants wearing Star-type Terminator power armor replaced them.

Their bodies were loaded with heavy melta weapons, and the nuclear materials undergoing fusion reactions were extremely unstable and would not normally be rashly transported to the battlefield. However, in this moment of close combat, all concerns were cast aside.

Twenty horrible meltas released melta bombs, and the melta bombs tied with micro launchers fell on the body of Pandora Demon like raindrops.

These giant beasts with higher intelligence obviously sensed that something was wrong. A fear from the bottom of their hearts came over them, and they even temporarily weakened Eva's control over them.

They wanted to escape, but it was too late. The hot melt bomb, which gradually turned deep red in color, released all its energy, and the extremely terrifying high temperature dissolved all organic matter.

These giant beasts were screaming and wailing, but they could not stop their bodies from slowly melting into a pool of boiling liquid emitting radioactive radiation.

"Xu Jin's barrage, suppressing fire."

After dealing with the more threatening monsters, Hill led the Extreme Warriors to rush to the high ground again, forming a position similar to a human mountain, and continued to release deadly long-range attacks to harvest the enemies.

In such a chaotic situation, no Space Marine would be willing to rush into the group of behemoths, after all, the artillery in the rear is carrying out indiscriminate fire coverage.

The air was filled with the smell of ionized ozone and the unpleasant odor of radioactive substances roasting flesh and blood. The Tesla Lightning Towers and Light Prism Towers high up in the air continued to destroy the behemoths. Every time a column of light fell, multiple behemoths died.

"Where are those Space Wolves?" Hill took the time to ask. He detected that the beacons of those Space Wolves had disappeared from the city walls.

"The son of Rus was eaten by those monsters?"

The answer was obviously no. Faffnar could not contain his inner ecstasy. He led his hunting group and jumped directly off the dozens of meters high wall, and landed on the ground with the help of an excellent cushioning system.

"Damn, this is much better than when I was in Fenris! Kill!"

Faffnar and his wolf cubs howled like crazy, their huge Fenris axes moving through the beasts, chopping into pieces any flesh and blood that came into contact with the decomposition field.

Hill looked at these cousins ​​with a headache and had to order the artillery fire to avoid their position.

"Are you really not afraid of being accidentally killed? I really don't understand the train of thought of the son of Russ." Hill sighed helplessly, but he could only protect them.

The wild wolves are looking for the most powerful beast king in the herd. Once the strongest enemy is beheaded, it will be a very effective deterrent to the other giant beasts.

The jet engine behind the power armor started up, and Faffnal immediately rushed into the sky, and then chopped down with an axe under the pull of gravity.

The head of a Pandora demon that was over thirty-five meters tall was brutally torn apart by the Space Wolves' giant axe. Faffnir grabbed the handle of his axe and fell all the way down to completely split the body of the giant crustacean.

Even the Space Wolves were so small in front of this behemoth, but the Son of Russ rushed forward and killed the beast with a selfless attitude.

A huge amount of highly corrosive body fluids splashed out, and the wild wolf fell to the ground with a loud bang, as if it was pulled out of a dark green strange liquid.

He coughed violently and laughed heartily, then continued to kill the beast tide.

(End of this chapter)