When the Blood Angels passed through the lower sections of the warship and entered the middle decks, even denser numbers of combat robots poured out from every corridor and charged at them.
"Use meltabombs to clear a path."
Faced with the endless combat robots coming to block them, the Blood Angels had no choice but to reassess their tactics.
They could no longer simply charge forward and fight with brute force as before. They had to face the situation before them with greater calm and strategy.
Under Gabriel's command, they all took out meltabombs, swiftly placed them against the walls, and then retreated at once.
With a thunderous boom, the steel walls were instantly melted by the intense heat, transforming into surging waves of heat that spread in all directions. They repeated the process again and again, blasting through one steel wall after another with meltabombs, as though carving out a path of their own.
Yet the combat robots showed no intention of retreating. They continued charging forward without regard for anything else, trying to stop them like a pack of tireless beasts.
The Blood Angels had no choice but to remain vigilant at all times, dodging the enemies rushing at them.
Gabriel knew full well that continuing this endless battle against the combat robots would only waste precious time and needlessly cost the lives of his battle-brothers. It would not yield any substantial results, and that was the last thing Gabriel wanted to see.
"Rumble!"
"Rumble!"
Violent explosions rang out without pause, as if they could shatter eardrums. Every blast was accompanied by a dazzling flash of fire. Walls were swiftly destroyed and collapsed under the power of the meltabombs, creating a chaotic yet spectacular scene.
Just then, the Blood Angels finally blasted through a wall and entered a