Chapter 465 I Want to Write a Positive Word on Your Leg

"Interesting, very interesting. I didn't expect you could develop such a thing." Odemayer was full of praise. She watched the giant shield pierce the shield and protrude from the other end, and she had a lot of research ideas in her mind.

Watching the Iron Warriors' ships approaching little by little, Odemayer decided to start the shuttle cannon to see the effect and make the play more real.

The guy named Osde should have a ship here.

Silently adding a ship to the cannon whitelist, Odemayer started the only usable cannon on this warship.

The shuttle cannon on the top of the hull is smooth and flat, without too many decorations and grooves. Only circles of blue light are displayed in the gap, and the muzzle flashes with high-energy lightning, hitting the inside of the muzzle.

The shuttle cannon is tilted up, aimed straight up, and then fired.

A portal was torn open by lightning, and the shells loaded in the shuttle cannon shot into the portal.

Several cracks appeared out of thin air inside the Iron Warriors' ship, and then a heavy and accelerated metal projectile emerged from the cracks and penetrated the ship's structure from the inside.

These warships were only wrapped by disordered subspace shields, but the spatial coordinates inside them still maintained the original rules.

This shield isolates the damage caused by direct attacks, but it is useless against shuttle guns that can rely on space to transmit shells.

"My lord! The internal structure of the ship is damaged by 30%, and a large number of cabins and functional areas are seriously damaged!"

The sailors struggled in the bridge. Their bodies were firmly fixed to their posts by flesh and blood and machinery, but they were still shocked by the impact of the shells. They could only grab all the grabbable objects to maintain their balance.

The shuttle guns charged again to complete the next shot. This time, one ship finally couldn't hold on and broke into two. The subspace shield that relied on sacrificing demons was also removed, allowing Lin Fan to witness the impact of the shuttle guns.

The ships under attack were like those infected by parasites, bursting from the inside of their bodies, and spilling out their internal organs and minced meat.

When it comes to giants like warships, the shock is even more obvious.

The large gaps on the ships made even the orc master, who is not picky about food, shake his head and consider whether it is worth repairing the damage.

"Oh. Their shield is two-way, no wonder I didn't see a counterattack." Odemaier's understanding made Lin Fan a little confused. He didn't know what conclusion Odemaier had drawn from the damage.

"The shuttle gun should have created a gap, and it was not penetrating, but judging from the damage of these ships, there should be both internal damage and penetrating damage."

"So this means that a kinetic energy shell turned? Did it hit the enemy warship several times around it?" Lin Fan asked.

"Not really." Odemaier's voice denied, "Just like their subspace shield, the outer layer of the shield transfers the giant shield to the other side, and the same is true for the inside. The shells penetrated the hull and should have drifted in the universe, but they touched the subspace shield and were teleported back to the other side of the inside, so these ships were broken into this state."

At this point, Odemaier sighed, "There is something, but not much. In addition to being used to get close to the enemy group, I can't see what other use this shield has."

Odemaier lightly complained about the useless subspace shield, but he did not stop operating the shuttle artillery.

Oside also discovered that kinetic shells would be continuously transmitted from the inside of the subspace shield. Although this transmission is purely random, the speed of kinetic shells is already very fast, and the more random times, the greater the threat to the ship.

What to do? Cancel the shield to avoid shell transmission? But what about the threat of the giant shield? That thing will cut them into pieces like cutting orcs.

Can only gamble? Bet on the ancient electronic demons stored during the Martian civil war? Use these hungry and cruel demons?

Osde's forehead was sweating nervously inside his helmet. He was quickly thinking whether the cost and results were really worth his decision.

After the kinetic shells hit his ship again, shaking his magnetic boots to move a step, Osde passed the order to his men.

Execute the demon host and release the electronic demon!

The conveyor belt that continuously provided slaves for the demon host stopped, and the collapsed survivors were tightly wrapped by barbed wire. They had tears and blood in their eyes, and only fear.

But they didn't know to pray to the Emperor for salvation, just because they were fast-growing people bred on the planet of the Iron Warriors, born to be used as materials to fill the endless war of the Iron Warriors.

These fast-growing people, like livestock, trembled on the conveyor belt. Because of the advanced brain function, they are also extremely sensitive to the perception and expression of emotions.

They didn't know why the conveyor belt stopped, but they knew that there were no more horrifying screams and hideous laughter of demons at the end of the distant passage.

The conveyor belt began to turn, sending these fast-growing people back to the dirty and crowded cargo hold. As for how many of them would die because of the spikes on the wire, the Iron Warriors didn't care.

They were now busy completing Osd's orders, using heavy firepower to eliminate the demon host and destroy the Chaos Shrine that had just been built.

A brutal war was also going on inside the ship.

And those Dark Mechanicus priests who had a close relationship with the Iron Warriors were activating the containment boxes that could not be understood from a physical perspective under the octagonal gears made of evil iron.

The Dark Mechanicus priests knelt down towards the shadow inside the containment box, praying that it would not target them, the scholars who were studying endless knowledge in the warp, because of hunger.

Dark lightning flashed in the venue, and then several Dark Mechanicus priests suddenly disintegrated completely and fell to the ground without any reaction. Then the disturbing sound of electricity in the venue finally disappeared, and the Dark Mechanicus priests knew that the electronic demons had gone to devour more delicious food.

This infiltration and pollution was not mediated by the warp, and it appeared from the containment box to Odmayer's giant ship almost in an instant.

In that majestic sea of ​​data, Odmayer felt a familiar existence, an existence that she and the old man had sensed when they fled to Mars.

"Rebecca, let go of the control of the data sea."

Odmayer said to Rebecca coldly, and let himself take over the data sea of ​​the entire ship.

These Kriegs are really good at cooking, I don't know why everyone avoids them. I just want to know what kind of delicious meat this is.