Melta weapons, which used high-pressure gaseous compounds as ammunition, generated terrifying heat that could not be ignored when fired.
Accompanied by the hissing sound of boiling water, the searing melta stream could melt anything into slag. Even the thick armor of heavy tanks could not escape being melted away.
Unfortunately, these powerful weapons also had a weakness: their range was nothing impressive. Anyone wary of melta weapons could easily eliminate their operators before entering their effective range.
The soldiers of the 3rd Company, now caught in a chaotic melee, were surrounded by the ceaselessly advancing Ork Killa Kans and the two Gorkanauts approaching from farther away. But they were not worried about the short range of the melta weapons in their hands.
Captain Soap would handle everything.
Beside Lin Fan stood a massive ammunition crate. It took two soldiers to carry it, and it had been prepared precisely for a situation like this.
When he opened the lid, he found it filled with modified melta bombs. Delia had replaced the originally stable, docile machine spirits inside them with more violent and impatient ones.
In plain terms, the delayed fuses had been replaced with impact fuses.
He pulled out a melta bomb. These things were not light at all—the handle and the huge explosive section together were at least as long as half of Lin Fan's arm.
Honestly, this feels like I'm carrying a thermos full of lunch...
Lin Fan shook his head and told himself to stop thinking nonsense. He leaned out, swung his arm, and hurled it at a heavily armored Killa Kan.
The melta bomb spun through the air and landed atop the Killa Kan's head. The instant it struck, all the energy within was released.
A scorching thermal torrent burst outward, melting the bomb's casing and sweeping