Mysterious Communication

It's no good if we don't get into close combat, our ammunition is almost depleted. Even though they can hit every shot, the enemy numbers are just too great.

Furthermore, once those soldiers pulled out their individual rocket launchers, the Astartes who were initially preparing to charge straight in decisively retreated back into cover, planning to flank them.

After all, while those things can't penetrate Power Armour, the sheer force of their close-range explosions is absolutely enough to stun them.

Quan Tiehua was the first to leap from cover, using the stone walls and various obstacles to dodge the incoming explosions.

For a time, most of the enemy's firepower was drawn to him and the few Astartes following behind.

Meanwhile, the grenades that the soldiers had been using were collected by the Astartes. At this moment, they pulled the pins and precisely lobbed them into the ranks of the American soldiers.

Explosions and smoke instantly engulfed their positions. All the Astartes surged forward simultaneously, but they didn't run in a straight line, as the firepower from the muzzles ahead was a clear deterrent.

Even if they couldn't break the Power Armour, what if a tank fired a stray round?

Hiss.

The Chainsword roared to life. Soldiers who heard the sound immediately turned their guns to fire. Even the tank began to turn its turret, but the Astartes were incredibly fast. He simply dodged to the tank's side and swung his blade forcefully.

The tank's long cannon was easily severed and fell to the ground. The bullets fired by the soldiers bounced off the Power Armour, scattering outwards and forming ricochets that wounded a large number of soldiers.

The Chainsword spun again, and several soldiers were cut in half at the waist.

Drawing a Combat Dagger, he spun it in his hand before piercing a soldier's head from chin to helmet, exiting the top.

Lifting the soldier with the dagger, he violently swung him, knocking over several other soldiers. With a quick sidestep, he delivered a kick that shattered the bones and crushed the chest of a soldier, sending him flying dozens of meters like a ragdoll to crash against a wall and slowly slide down.

A flick of his fist smashed the skull of a nearby soldier, splattering brains. Another backhand strike caved in half the head of another.

This all happened in just over ten seconds, yet the American forces suffered over 40 casualties.

And it could be said that one Main Battle Tank was put out of commission.

Rumble, rumble, rumble--

This terrifying slaughter and gruesome scene terrified the heavy machine gunner in an armoured vehicle behind them, leaving him pale-faced. Suffering from nervous breakdown and acting like a madman, he grabbed the heavy machine gun mounted on the vehicle's roof and opened fire madly at the Astartes.

The surrounding soldiers, who had been too stunned to react, were torn to shreds by their own heavy machine gun fire before they could even comprehend what was happening.

The heavy machine gun rounds pinged and pinged against the Plasteel armour, the impact causing the Astartes' bodies to momentarily falter, but they immediately continued to wield their daggers and Chainswords calmly.

The gun line followed closely, but simply couldn't keep up. After all, human reaction speed was pitifully weak in front of the Astartes.

A bolter pistol was then drawn, and a bolter round was fired. It penetrated the light armour of the armoured vehicle directly, entered the cabin, and detonated.

The vehicle's onboard ammunition detonated in a chain reaction, sending a small mushroom cloud soaring into the sky.

At this point, all heavy vehicles had basically been cleared out. The surviving soldiers around them, ignoring their wounds, screamed and retreated, their faces filled with terror.

Quan Tiehua was even more ferocious elsewhere. With a mighty sweep of his Power Sword, he sliced through the frontal armour of an M1 Main Battle Tank. Bracing against the attacks of the surrounding soldiers, he directly broke out of the encirclement. Turning, he fired two bolter rounds, blowing up a light armoured vehicle and the M1 Main Battle Tank whose armour had been breached, exposing its ammunition bay.

Terrifying flames and shockwaves swept through the surrounding area, engulfing over a hundred soldiers.

"Fuck!"

At this moment, inside the command center at the base in Little Japan, the commander, upon hearing the latest report, slammed the communicator in his hand to the ground.

A mere few dozen giants clad in what looked like Power Armour exoskeletons had routed nearly 500 of their well-trained soldiers equipped with heavy firepower, both air and sea, and had nearly annihilated them.

"Deploy the bombers immediately."

"Sir, this is a densely populated urban area."

"Fuck, the monsters are already coming, why should we care about the lives of those monkeys? That's an order."

"Yes sir!"

The runway at the Henta base was quickly cleared. A massive B-52H Bomber slowly taxied out of the hangar and, under the direction of the control tower, took off directly.

In some of the adjacent hangars, the doors slowly opened, and aircraft after aircraft emerged, ready to head for the runway.

Simultaneously, from the base on the island of Guam in the Pacific, B-52 Stratofortress Bombers took off in succession. A total of three aircraft were heading straight for Jianghu.

At this moment, to the north of the city. A Y-50 transport aircraft, carrying the heavily damaged Crimson Typhoon, slowly approached the city's airspace.

As soon as the alarm sounded, all the city's inhabitants had fled their homes and sought refuge in the nearest shelters.

But in such a short time, how could the city's population of over ten million people evacuate completely?

The battle had already spread outwards in a radius of over 50 kilometers centered around the Yasukuni Shrine.

Agents deployed by various countries had also begun to act, with the main forces concentrated in the southwestern area.

After all, the direction the Blood Angels were retreating was also southwest.

Suddenly, at this moment, all the soldiers trembling nervously behind their cover heard the roar of aircraft propellers in the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw in the distance a giant, all-red mecha, being carried by several transport aircraft, slowly approaching.

Crimson Typhoon.

"What the hell is that?"

The American soldiers had no idea what was happening. Given the nature of their higher-ups, in the face of absolute interests, they would never let the lower-level personnel know the specific details.

After the Blood Angels displayed the technological power they possessed, the old men in Congress were extremely covetous. Therefore, they did not inform the soldiers below that monsters were about to attack.

The Crimson Typhoon, originally dispatched to rescue and scout the situation, also received news that monsters would be attacking here, so their combat mission naturally changed.

And at this moment, inside the cockpit of the Crimson Typhoon, a garbled, piercing sound suddenly flashed through the helmets of the Wei Brothers. It caused them to grit their teeth and shake their heads in pain, which in turn led to their bodies trembling, and consequently, the Crimson Typhoon's massive frame also began to shake.

"What happened to the Crimson Typhoon? Why is the unit suddenly shaking for no reason?"

In the command center of Shattered Dome Base, Stark Pentecost urgently inquired through the communicator, but no sound came through. He could only turn to Cai Tiantong.

"It seems there's a problem with communications, sir."

"Fix it immediately!"