Governor's Office Banquet Hall.
The gilded door was blocked tightly by sofas and dining tables, and glass fragments mixed with blood stains covered the marble floor.
Wade squatted behind the door, with only half of the magazine left in Bolter's hand.
"Colonel, ammunition!"
A soldier rushed over and handed over two spare magazines.
Wade caught it, weighed it, and his face became darker.
Not enough.
This little ammunition can't even stop a charge.
He only stuffed one magazine into the gun and stuffed the other into the innermost layer of the tactical vest. He whispered to the soldiers around him, "Three-shot burst, no full-automatic strafing, save your money."
Outside the gate, the shouts and curses of the nobles and private soldiers came through the door panel, making people's ears numb.
"Listen to the bastards inside! Release them quickly and leave your corpses intact!"
"Don't let go? Wait until Brigadier General Valerius twists off your governor's head, and I will skin you with my own hands!"
Wade didn't say anything, just raised his eyes and glanced at the wrist terminal.
The signal bar is still blank, and all frequency band communications are completely blocked.
In the corner of the banquet hall, seventeen heads of rebellious nobles were tied up and thrown to the ground, their fine clothes crumpled into a ball, their faces full of horror and resentment.
The fat-headed baron struggled to raise his head and roared, "You Lower Hive bitches, wait to die!"
"Valerius Brigadier General's Lunar-class Cruiser, crushing your governor is like crushing an ant!"
Wade glanced back at him but said nothing.
Another noble next to him immediately answered with a sharp voice, "When the Commodore's cruiser arrives, the entire Governor's Office will be bombarded to the ground by Macro-cannon! If you let us go now, you can still leave a body intact!"
Wade withdrew his gaze, put it back on the door panel, and stared at the movement outside through the observation hole.
He knew in his heart that these idiots were right.
The outcome of this battle is not in the banquet hall, not in Mid-Hive, but in space.
Whoever controls the orbital air superiority will win.
Hawk followed Fu Haoran into space. Wade didn't know what the fight was like over there, but he knew for sure - they hadn't lost yet.
The communication was blocked, which made him relieved.
No news is the best news.
"Colonel!" A soldier lowered his voice and gestured to him while pointing out the window.
Wade reached over and opened a corner of the curtain.
On the rooftop of Governor's Office opposite, several black figures were holding gun barrels and adjusting the angle.
Melta Cannon.
"Damn it." Wade cursed through gritted teeth.
Those private armies can't wait.
Once Melta Cannon is set up, it only takes one shot to melt through the alloy door of the banquet hall.
He glanced back at the banquet hall.
In order to ensure the concealment of the surprise attack, he did not bring many people with him.
During the process, a group of people were dispersed to guard the main road and were also distributed to other windows.
There are only about a hundred people at the main entrance of the hall, and there are more than a dozen wounded among them. They can barely hold on by relying on the bunker, but outside...
Seeing the gathering of more and more noble private armies, Wade knew in his heart that this small number of people alone would not be able to survive for long.
He took a deep breath, walked to the corner, and squatted in front of the young wounded soldier.
The child's face was pale, his shoulder was scratched by a stray bullet, and blood was still oozing from the bandage. His hand was holding the butt of the gun tightly, and his knuckles were turning white.
"What's it called?"
"Ro...Ron, sir."
Wade twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled a little, took out the spare pistol from his waist, and put it into his hand.
"Take it. When they rush in, you hide behind the wounded, aim and hit again. Don't panic."
The young soldier clutched his gun, his hands still shaking, but he nodded heavily.
Wade stood up and walked back to the door.
He took out the last Frag Grenade from his waist, held it in his hand, clasped the safety ring with his fingertips, and stared at the door that might explode at any time.
"Brothers." His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
"The Governor is betting his life on our Hive City's future in the sky. We are underground, so we have to risk our lives to guard his retreat."
"If he doesn't retreat, we can't retreat."
"Don't embarrass him."
No one spoke, there was only the crisp sound of a gun being pulled.
Everyone clenched their weapons, pressed their bodies against the bunker, and stared at the door.
Outside the door, the buzzing sound of Melta Cannon's recharge is getting louder and louder.
The countdown of the private army commander came clearly through the door panel.
"Five!"
"Four!"
Wade turned around and glanced at the soldiers behind him.
Forty-seven people, forty-seven pairs of eyes stared at him, and no one backed away.
The noble baron in the corner suddenly laughed wildly, roaring and counting down, "Three! Once the door explodes, you will all have to feed the void worms!"
"Two!"
Wade gripped the grenade tightly, stood up slowly, lowered his body slightly, and was ready to charge.
"One!"
Boom!!!
A deafening explosion exploded instantly.
Melta Cannon's high-temperature jet melted directly through the thick alloy door, and the entire door panel collapsed inward, hitting the ground and sending up metal debris and smoke all over the sky.
"Charge!! Kill them!! Rescue the family heads!!"
The roars of the private soldiers shook the square, and they rushed into the banquet hall with their guns and stepping on hot metal fragments.
Wade Facing the firelight, he pulled open the safety ring of the grenade.
"For the Governor!"
He raised his hand and threw the grenade accurately into the crowd rushing at the front.
The flames of the explosion exploded instantly, and the first row of private soldiers who rushed in were thrown to the ground, screaming and rolling into a ball.
But more private soldiers were still pouring in, and their densely packed guns were aimed at the soldiers behind the bunker.
Wade Lift up Bolter and hold the trigger.
The bomb exploded in the narrow space, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.
A soldier next to him was hit in the chest by the Laser beam and fell to the ground with a groan.
The soldier next to him immediately moved to his position, with tongues of fire spitting out of his gun.
Gunshots, screams, roars, and metal collisions all mixed together.
Wade I don't know how long I shot it, but I only know that the barrel of the gun was so hot that I could hardly hold it, and my palms were all sweaty.
He emptied the magazine in the gun and reached out to touch the last spare magazine on the inner layer of the vest. As soon as his fingertips touched it, he heard a muffled groan coming from behind him.
Young soldier Ron was scratched on his arm by a stray bullet and dropped his pistol on the ground.
Two private soldiers held guns and rushed around the bunker towards him.
Without thinking, Wade threw away the empty Bolter, pulled out the power knife from his waist, and rushed sideways to block Ron.
The blade lit up with light blue energy, and cut off the opponent's gun barrel with one stroke, wiping open the throat of the soldier who was rushing forward.
But more private soldiers had already surrounded him, trapping him and the remaining dozens of soldiers in the corner of the banquet hall.
Wade was holding the knife, leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye.
In the dark space, there was originally nothing.
But at this moment, a bright silvery white light suddenly cut through the dead darkness.
It is like a meteor falling to the ground, dragging a long tail flame, and is incredibly fast, rushing towards the direction of Hive City.
No one knows whose reinforcements these are.
The private soldiers also saw the meteor, and their charging movements suddenly stopped.
The entire banquet hall suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Only the meteor was still falling rapidly in the darkness, getting brighter and brighter.