Though the Sister of Battle was immensely powerful, under the concentrated fire of the combat robots and Defense Force soldiers, she lasted less than half a minute before the savage barrage struck her down and killed her.
"Heh, another idiot with a gun who refused to use it." The Defense Force squad leader who had led the reinforcements over looked disdainfully at the fallen Sister of Battle.
"Did they think they were powerful Space Marines, able to deal with us through superior close-quarters combat? They didn't even bother looking at the level of equipment us ordinary soldiers have."
Another soldier chimed in.
"The power armor worn by us ordinary soldiers is nearly on par with those Astartes Space Marines, the False Emperor's lackeys, in every respect. The only difference is that our physical capabilities can't match Space Marines. Did they really take us for those pathetic Astra Militarum troops in the Imperium?"
Another soldier laughed, his words full of contempt for the Sister of Battle.
This was already the fifth person to appear on the comms channel who wanted to fight the combat robots at close range. Every Sister of Battle who tried to engage the combat robots in melee was swiftly focused down by the Defense Force soldiers summoned over by the robots, together with the robots themselves.
Every Defense Force soldier had systematically trained in close-quarters combat, so they were not afraid of psykers suddenly appearing during melee engagements. However, Defense Force soldiers generally had no desire to fight enemies up close. They preferred relying on the overwhelming firepower in their hands to kill their opponents.
Lena darted swiftly through the battlefield. With the aid of her force-feedback power armor and her formidable melee skills, she easily dispatched three combat robots. Their ceramite armor was effortlessly destroyed by