Start with Planetary Governor

Chapter 571, Death Meters
"We are still... still... still... 1000 meters away from the protozoan chamber..."

Lefort, who had been following Martins, spoke in a sporadic manner.

Martins, who had just retreated from the front line of battle, stared at the heroic officer.

Facing his gaze, Lefort's face showed a hint of anxiety.

"I...we...are being...interfered with. The Governor's...information transmission...cannot...act quickly."

When he said this, he twitched all over as if he had received an electric shock.

After a few seconds, he returned to normal and gave Martins a wry smile: "The line is disconnected. I can no longer receive information. I'm sorry."

"I understand." Martins nodded slightly.

His gaze returned to the front.

His fighting brothers had just slaughtered a group of enemies who had actively attacked them.

And this has been the norm for a long time.

It is hard to count how many enemies the regiment has killed on the way, but the enemies are like a tide, and they cannot be killed all. Instead, they are increasing in number.

And they are becoming more and more elite.

After passing through the triple archway, at first, it was just some ordinary elite Skitarii and modified servitors that came to block the way. But as they got closer to the protozoan chamber, the troops that came to block the Phoenix not only became more numerous, but also had a higher proportion of elite troops.

Until the most recent wave, the quality of the troops had more than reached the level of the Battle of Triple Arch, and the numbers were much larger, with a large number of conventional troops coordinating, making it quite difficult for the Phoenixes.

Up to now, only less than 600 of the 800 warriors who participated in the battle are left.

Moreover, there were nearly a hundred seriously injured people who were unable to move.

This was no small burden, but they still persevered. Fifty combat brothers were specially assigned to protect and carry the seriously wounded in the midst of the fierce fighting - towing them in a small automatic personnel carrier.

But in any case, they have arrived at the mission location.

The protozoan chamber was only one thousand meters away from them in a straight line, and they were on the same floor at the moment.

Even if you look over there, you can see the tightly closed steel gate.

However, standing in front of them was also a most elite force.

As the leader of the entire Ark fleet, Sage Dubo is of course extremely concerned about his own safety.

Not to mention, this cabin where the protozoa are housed and imprisoned is a key part of the ship.

The combination of the two will ensure that the crusaders on the ship will do their utmost to defend this place.

The space is not big, and it is impossible to cram tens or hundreds of thousands of troops in here.

If quantity can’t be increased, then quality will be increased.

The basilisk mechas were all fragile little characters here, and the most eye-catching ones were the dozens of Colossus mechas arranged around the protozoan chamber. Each of them was about the same size as a Space Marine's Dreadnought mecha, holding a thunder hammer and a large shield, and their combat capabilities should not be underestimated.

Under the powerful force of the machine, even the Space Marine's Terminator Heavy Shield Warrior may not be able to withstand the Colossus's heavy hammer.

These colossus mechas are just big and the most eye-catching.

Among this group of defenders, the most powerful ones are actually those smaller ones.

Battle Priest, Thunder Priest, Iron Hero Robot - Handcrafted Super Elite Edition...

When Martins led his team here, the enemy took the initiative to attack them.

There was no testing, no hesitation or entanglement. From the beginning, they just confronted each other head-on with absolute strength.

Fancy things won't work at this time. The space is narrow and the mission is urgent. This is a strategic problem. No matter how strong and fierce the firepower carried by the Space Marines is, it can't be as strong as the top configuration of the oil guys. Long-range bombardment is bound to lose. Only by bearing casualties and shortening the battle distance to close combat can the effect be achieved.

The Phoenixes hope to use psychic teleportation, just like they did when they attacked the Triple Arch before, to send their most elite Terminators directly into the enemy camp.

But this time, the teleportation failed.

Not unexpected.

The psychic communication between the heroic officer Lefort and Gu Hang was blocked, so it was natural that the psychic transmission was disturbed.

They had no choice but to charge forward.

The price is heavy.

Even Martins himself rushed into the enemy camp only after the small shield generator was broken.

However, as the two sides shortened the distance, the battle finally turned to the Space Marines' side.

The collective charge launched by hundreds of Space Marines, especially the absolutely elite among them, still disrupted the defenders' positions.

Most of the long-range firepower is unable to produce any effect.

The mass-produced versions of those Iron Hero mechas are just for show and would be beaten badly in a real fight; the fine-crafted versions can at best fight against normal Terminator Space Marines.

But what they are facing now are more than just ordinary Space Marines.
The Phoenixes, all elite, were still slaughtering these Iron Hero mechas at a very fast speed.

However, the Colossus mechas, which are capable of delivering a fatal blow to the Phoenixes, cannot escape the characteristic of being inflexible in any way.

On the battlefield, several Colossus mechas have fallen.

The ones who fell the fastest were all targeted by the Phoenixes wielding phase swords.

Their extremely thick armor was like nothing under the phase sword.

The only problem is with the combat priests.

Battle Priests are senior members of the Mechanicum who are at least above the level of Mechanic Priests, or even Engine Prophets. They have used all their technical abilities to completely transform their bodies for combat.

None of these real engine oil guys are mass-produced, and there are not even any templates. Each one is highly personalized and has a wide range of abilities.

Some of them used their modified bodies to full firepower, and at close range they would not care about their own safety or the injuries to their friends, and bombarded desperately;

Some transformed themselves into almost pure energy bodies, with high-energy arcs flashing violently;

Some have transformed themselves into super close-range killing machines. What they lack in skills, they make up for with technology. Their eight legs allow them to move flexibly in any direction; the multiple cutting and hammering weapons surrounding them do not require any skills; as long as they get close enough, they can cause damage.

Some even have multiple abilities at the same time...

In other words, energy shields are of little effect in close combat, otherwise they would not be lacking in them.

To be honest, these things are what really cause the biggest trouble.

The Phoenix was in a tough fight.

But Martins, the chapter commander, could no longer take care of the overall battle situation.

An elite team, led by him, rushed straight towards the steel gate.

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There is another chapter to follow.

(End of this chapter)