Pew pew pew—pew pew pew!! Hunter swept his Blaster rifle across the area ahead, knocking several Gran Marines in space combat suits to the ground. Clearance King roared as he hefted his rotary Blaster cannon and unleashed a furious barrage, pinning the enemy down so completely that they could not raise their heads.
Crosshair crouched in a corner with his sniper rifle, picking off one target at a time—Gran soldiers carrying rocket launchers and other high-powered weapons.
"Eight incoming at twelve o'clock, including one Destroyer droid." Tech observed the battlefield through binoculars.
Bang! The Destroyer droid, still rolling, was taken out by a single shot before it could even activate its shield. Crosshair wiped his scope and said calmly, "Destroyer's down. The rest are yours."
Another burst of chaotic gunfire rang out, and the battlefield on this side gradually fell quiet.
"Let's see... the bridge is thirteen decks above us, and we need to advance roughly six hundred meters." Tech connected his personal terminal to a nearby warship's computer, hacked into its data, and pulled up the Plague's internal layout. "There's an elevator ahead. It's been destroyed, but we can climb through the elevator shaft."
"Then let's go! Hahahaha!" Clearance King slung the rotary Blaster cannon over his shoulder and laughed loudly.
Ever since that Luukri-Hok-class battleship had suddenly appeared and collided with the Plague, swarms of shuttles had poured out. Some headed for the Blade Fleet's warships to seize them, while others boarded the Plague, intending to clear out the Republic clone army inside.
Fortunately, these Gran did not have much combat power. Before they could gain a foothold, Hunter Squad had smashed their way toward the Plague's bridge.
The Gran had clearly noticed this exceptionally formidable squad as well. They began redeploying their forces, rushing over to surround