Chapter 138 Be Materialistic

Thermal weapons, which rely on high-pressure gas compounds as ammunition, have terrible high temperatures when shooting.

Accompanied by the hissing sound of boiling water, the hot melt airflow can melt anything into slag, even the heavy armor on heavy tanks can't escape its fate of melting.

But unfortunately, these powerful weapons also have their shortcomings, that is, the range is not advantageous. Most people who are wary of hot melt weapons in advance can completely eliminate their operators before entering the weapon range.

The soldiers of the third company who are now caught in the melee are surrounded by the continuous influx of orc killing cans and the two furry King Kongs who are walking from a distance, but they are not worried about the short range of the hot melt weapons in their hands.

Captain Soap will solve everything.

Next to Lin Fan is a huge ammunition box, which is carried by two soldiers and prepared for the current situation.

Opening its lid, there are modified hot melt bombs inside. These originally stable and gentle machine souls have been replaced by Diliya with more irritable and eager machine souls.

In layman's terms, it was changed from a delayed fuse to a collision fuse.

He took out a hot melt bomb from one of them. These things were not light at all. The handle and the huge explosive part were at least as heavy as half of Lin Fan's arm.

To be honest, I felt like I was carrying a thermos bottle with lunch.

Lin Fan shook his head and told himself not to think about it. He stretched his head and swung his arm, aiming at a heavily armored killing can and threw it over.

The hot melt bomb flew and rolled in the air and landed on the head of the killing can. At the moment of collision, all the energy in it was released.

The high-temperature heat flow spread out, melting the shell of the bomb and sweeping everything around.

The killing can that was still waving its claws just now turned into a pool of molten iron in an instant. The surrounding environment was like a small lake spewing magma and molten iron, and the charred bodies of the orcs were staggering.

"It's really powerful." Lin Fan pulled out another bomb and skimmed it to another place.

These melta weapons, like other anti-armor weapons distributed by the Empire to the Astra Militarum, are the cost of exchanging one-for-one with those monsters in the galaxy.

If you are a soldier of the Astra Militarum, holding a plasma pistol in your hand, you should pray that you will not be blown to ashes by the irritable plasma machine spirit. But if you hold a melta gun, you should exchange one-for-one with the enemy's high-threat troops before you die.

Only in this way can you close your eyes with peace of mind.

The melta bombs that are constantly thrown out have also been noticed by the orcs. These things that even the Space Marines can't throw too far are not much different from throwing a big brick in Lin Fan's hands.

The big bricks flying in the air during the battle are so conspicuous, and the iron puddle produced after landing is enough to make the orcs alert.

As biological warfare weapons, the orcs are not stupid, but most of the time they rush up and finish a wave, and rarely encounter opponents worth their brains.

Just like the attack on Hades's nest, it started with an all-round attack, then became a key breakthrough, and finally there were covert raids, air-ground integration, and siege transformation.

In war, many orcs will learn because of the change of situation, or suddenly have a flash of inspiration.

Now, facing the threat of Lin Fan's grenade, the orcs in the slave area quickly mobilized their brains and began to think about a better combat situation.

"These shrimps! They are always so timid, and we never see them fighting with us like the old one-eyed man!"

"Tell those idiots to stop rushing! Tell King Kong to shoot them from a distance! Let those fart spirits take out all the spicy spores in the kitchen!"

The new combat order of the orcs was issued. The speed at which these orcs who rely on their own psychic network receive new combat procedures is beyond the reach of those star army through the communicator.

The orcs and fart spirits retreated like a tide, leaving only the hot pits on the ground that were still steaming and waiting to be cooled, and the bodies of the orcs that were beaten into charred fragments by the beast suppressor laser gun.

Domian had killed many people today. The muzzle of the beast suppressor laser gun was overheated and turned red. The air around the barrel was distorted by the temperature.

Although the orcs retreated, it did not mean that the orcs' attack had stopped. Those King Kongs farther away from the battlefield used the guns on their bodies to suppress the position of the third company from a distance.

The sound of bullets clanging and hitting rang in Lin Fan's ears from time to time. Although the environment with stray bullets was still very dangerous, compared with the King Kong with better equipment at the gate, these two King Kongs who came late were somewhat inferior.

Both King Kongs even had only one arm. The other limb that was supposed to be equipped with a cannon or a crusher was only half installed. The cables and steel bars were swaying in the air.

"Xiaoyi, check the damage."

"Well, 37 of our people died. To be honest, apart from those unlucky guys whose bodies were blown up, these guys could have been saved in my era."

You also know that it was your era.

Lin Fan didn't want to think about how powerful humans were in the golden age. Anyway, for a barbarian like him from 2k Earth, everything he experienced now was super high-tech stuff.

"Then do you know what those orcs did?"

"Well, I can't see the specific movements clearly. I can only see the general outline and count. I don't know why the signal is not very good. The closer to the orcs, the worse it is." Xiaoyi was a little confused. She didn't feel any ion storm. Logically, there should be no such situation.

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"Do you know about subspace energy?" Lin Fan asked. This suit seemed to have no concept of the current bad universe.

Xiaoyi was silent for a while, "Subspace energy. Well. You mean those weird things, right? I have seen a lot of religious guys like this before, but I don't believe it. My whole body represents science and technology. There is no messy magic stuff."

Xiaoyi does not believe in the concept of idealistic things in the subspace. After all, the era she lives in is the prosperity of the human federation of materialism and inclusiveness.

For them, everything can be explained by science. As for those evil gods in the warp, they were also very good at fishing at that time. If it weren't for the birth of Slaanesh, which howled and awakened the evil gods and blew away the warp storm.

Then the current human beings should still be in a period of technological regression with complete disconnection of transportation and communication. The Emperor was just an unknown immortal psychic boy at that time.

Although there are many dark histories, it still can't catch up with the current power.

Lin Fan remembered that the Holy Scripture said: The Emperor has long lost his humanity.

But it also seems to mention that the Emperor's soul has been pulled by various mixed forces, the power of faith, the power of humanity, the power of destruction, the power of faithlessness, the power of humanity, and the power of alien hatred.

But now Lin Fan feels that the Emperor is still normal when talking to him. At most, he is a little black-bellied and likes to pit his brothers.

I hope this is not affected by my physique. Those storm-like voices were filtered out, and what remains is the humane Emperor's true words.

Come up, noob, we are going to the Great Expedition