Free Web NovelChapter 408: Chapter 178: 54 Aperture Mergings! Vitality Index 4140, Shocking Mike! Out of Ammunition and Supplies
"Our mission area is the A-7 combat zone on the Eastern Continent. What was once the largest city complex is now the main nest of the greenskin ’Shattered Bone’ tribe. Our objective is to clear out every last greenskin there."
Her gaze swept over the three of them, and her tone became incredibly grave.
"The greenskins on this planet have spent nearly eight hundred years at war, constantly breeding. Their numbers and ferocity are far beyond the small, roving bands we usually encounter on routine missions. This means the mission will likely be a protracted siege, a war of attrition. My shortest estimate is that it will last at least three months."
"So,"
She concluded, "bring enough Recovery Potions, as well as the Power Potions specifically for replenishing power armor energy. As for whether to bring backup Psychic Cores, that’s up to you."
"Once you’re all ready, we move out immediately."
"I’m ready."
Mike was the first to respond, patting his chest armor.
"Ready when you are."
Zheng Dong also nodded.
Qin Feng had no objections, either.
With a thought, the "Crying Dragon I" power armor, which he had upgraded several times already, materialized and covered his entire body.
In the past ten years, he had become a far cry from the rookie who once carried only a Long Spear.
His Subspace Storage Unit was stuffed with various types of Recovery Potions, enough to sustain him through a year of continuous, high-intensity combat without rest.
His "Crying Dragon I" power armor had been overhauled more than a dozen times, making the plating thicker and the power core’s output stronger. freёweɓnovel.com
Over the past decade, he had gone through more than a dozen Spiritual Barrier Modules—the ones he’d bought specifically to counter Mental Power attacks. Each one had been destroyed by energy overload after blocking countless fatal psychic assaults during his missions.
This time, he wasn’t holding his "Dragon Koi" spear.
In its place was a Heavy Bomb Gun with a brutal design, a massive frame, and an aesthetic steeped in violence.
It was another devastating weapon he had acquired with his Contribution Points over the last ten years.
’Why use such a seemingly cumbersome Spiritual Weapon?’
Because Spiritual Weapons provided a massive amplification to a Martial Artist’s power.
As long as the weapon’s own power output was high enough, a Spiritual Energy attack could, in theory, instantly release a near-infinite amount of heat and energy. This was enough to inflict devastating area-of-effect damage on large groups of biological units that lacked Mental Power defenses, making it the best option for quickly turning the tide of battle.
In theory, Spiritual Weapons were even capable of achieving the terrifying feat of killing an Alien Race’s galaxy-class lifeform that lacked Mental Power defenses—vaporizing it completely, right down to the genetic level. freewebnøvel.coɱ
The weapon’s drawbacks were equally apparent.
If a target had mastered Mental Power and could use their Will to interfere with reality, a pure Spiritual Energy attack would be severely weakened—or even distorted and dissipated entirely—by the opponent’s Spiritual Field, rendering it useless.
Seeing that everyone was ready, Captain Wan Shuang nodded. She donned a suit of silver-white power armor that perfectly suited her temperament.
Without another word, she initiated the mission teleport.
When the four of them reappeared, the cold metal beneath their feet had given way to cracked concrete stained with dark-red blood and green moss. A fierce wind carrying the stench of gunpowder, rot, and some strange fungus blasted them, bringing with it the deafening roar of battle.
They were now on Planet Y-34, on the outskirts of the A-7 zone—a former metropolis that the greenskins had occupied for nearly eight hundred years.
On the distant skyline, flashes of artillery fire strobed like ceaseless lightning, casting the sickly yellow-green sky in flickering light.
On a vast plain, colossal, crudely built greenskin war machines were clashing with the iron tide of the Imperial Star Realm Army in the most primitive and bloody of conflicts.
Wan Shuang’s silver-white helmet swiveled slightly as she scanned the battlefield, simultaneously receiving a stream of combat data analyzed by her Subspace Intelligent Assistant.
A moment later, her coolly decisive voice came through their comms channel.
"The situation matches the intel. The main greenskin horde, including their War Lord, is pinned down on the main front by the Star Realm Army’s primary corps. This nest’s defenses are at their weakest right now."
Her tactical visor locked onto the distant city silhouette—a gargantuan, mountain-like sprawl of countless twisted structures cobbled together from scrap metal and ruined buildings.
"Our mission isn’t to join the fray on the main front. We’re going to use this opportunity to act as a scalpel and plunge straight into the heart of this nest. We will liquidate all defending greenskins and destroy all of their war production facilities. Remember, you will not let a single greenskin ’Mek’ escape, especially not the ones they call ’Big Meks.’ Those things are the real reason the greenskins can wage war without end."
She offered no further pep talk, only the most concise of commands.
"Begin."
At her command, the four of them shot forward like arrows loosed from a bow, becoming four streaks of colored light as they advanced at high speed toward the massive greenskin nest.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Qin Feng took the lead, the menacing Heavy Bomb Gun in his hands unleashing a deep, rhythmic roar.
