Bang —!

The heavy metal door was knocked open, and a giant with a strong smell of blood broke into Loken's temporary command post.

He walked into the door calmly, and the black eyepiece reflected a sense of ruthlessness. Blood was dripping from time to time from time to time on the battle axe that was tightly held in his right hand. He was looking for a target.

Then, before his eyes were two combat robots that had been prepared.

Dadadada————!

Before he could react, the overwhelming rain of bullets enveloped him. The hot metal hit his armor, knocking him to the point of being dizzy and unable to stand firmly.

"Damn it!"

The World-Swallower let out an angry roar and stabilized his pace. Although the bullets were still hitting him, they were not enough to penetrate his vital parts.

"I want to [Yuyou Reading     ] tore it apart-"

When he was stimulated by the Butcher's Nail, he was ready to charge desperately and tore the damn mechanical cult to pieces with the serrated teeth on the battle axe, several high-temperature cutting lasers swept from both sides and above the gate.

The unexpected World-Swallower was swept across his shoulders and legs by a laser and fell to the ground suddenly - one of his arms and thighs was neatly cut.

While he continued to struggle, two combat robots walked forward, and their smokey muzzles pressed against his chest and head.

"No--"

The next second, his roar was drowned in the roar of guns and cannons.

"call……"

Seeing that the big guy was left with the ability to twitch on the ground, Loken breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, for personal safety reasons, he secretly deployed a large number of defensive weapons in his nest, which finally played a key role.

Fortunately, this guy was too arrogant, as if he was standing outside the door and shooting, Loken felt that he was probably going to see Omsenia now.

“What’s going on now.”

After dealing with the enemy in front of him, Loken hid for a while and confirmed that no other guy came to find him, he finally got out of the underside of the chair.

However, when he was about to go up and take a look at the "dead" Space Marine, the guy suddenly burst out, with blood dripping, and suddenly left the technical priest in his arm.

"Hmphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Loken immediately screamed like a butt sperm with his toes, but before he could be caught, a heavy hammer hit like a meteor and hit the back of the bloody Chaos Space Marine.

The other party staggered and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, he had another hammer.

Bang —!

The hammer directly smashed half of the opponent's head into the ground, and then the combat robot also walked up to repair the gun crazily, almost smashing the opponent's body before stopping.

Loken raised his head blankly, but saw a strong man wearing a silver-gray apron and a tall hat on his head.

"Die, right?"

The strong man rubbed his bare head and wiped away the blood splashed on it. There was a scar on his tough square face that stretched from his ears to his chin. His thick neck looked unusually red and greasy under the light, and his thick arms almost didn't look much worse than a Space Marine.

Seeing his outfit, somehow, Loken thought of only two words.

chef.

"Where is your kitchen? Or where to store food."

The strong man stared at Loken and asked in a very "simple" tone.

However, considering the heavy hammer dripping with blood on his hand, Loken felt that he had no reason to refuse, so he pointed at the door and said:

"You go out and turn right for 500 meters, see a staircase, go up and turn left for 100 meters."

"Thank you, my name is Rozim Premki. I sneak in with a shuttle. Just to make up for some goods. Don't tell me that I missed it."

"Oh...oh!"

Seeing the other party swaying and swaying, Loken felt like he was in a dream. It was not until the alarm sounded through his eardrum that he recalled that he was in an invasion.

He hurried to the operating table and connected the mechanical appendage to the monitoring system of the track station.

The result surprised him. At this little skill that he was entangled by that big guy, the traitors had approached Xinggang.

They found a temporary maintenance channel, which Lokken could control to most areas, but this area was not often used, so there was no monitoring system connected to the track station.

Now, there are not many ways he can drive. There are thousands of defensive troops gathered in Xinggang, but whether it can play a role is still unknown.

Loken responded to this with pessimism.

He is already considering whether to start the self-destruction program of the track station. As the highest representative of the mechanical teaching on the track station, he has this authority.

Once he does this, he wants to let tens of thousands of people be buried with a few traitors. Of course, he has a way to escape, but after slipping away, he may not be able to return to the planet.

After all, for such a huge loss, someone will always take the blame.

Depending on the situation, the idiot Sora is likely to have died, so who is the best person to take the blame?

Loken was in a dilemma, and at this time he was really willing to exchange anything for a scourge or a loyal Astartes, anything-

Bee bee bee bee—

The communicator suddenly rang, and Loken was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was not a signal from the ground, but from the void.

Then he pressed the switch button.

"Hello, you?"

"Hello, Imperial citizen, I am the commander of the Astral Knights Chapter, Soshyan, we received a distress signal."

Loken immediately grabbed the gear on his chest and kissed him hard.

Praise Omsenia!

"Yes, yes! I am Ma'Cander II's technical priest Loken's priest! The signal was sent by me, and we were attacked by a group of imperial traitors!"

"We have confirmed the identities of the attackers, and now how far are they progressing? How many are there."

"Sir, there are 9 of these traitors in total, and I have solved one of them. Their target is a sword-class frigate that has finished its maintenance, the Glory Saber. They have broken through the central control room and are heading to Star Harbor."

"I understand, we will arrive directly at Xinggang. I hope you can cooperate with us to eliminate these traitors."

"Singgang has assembled a part of the defense force and is always waiting for your arrangement, sir."

"Very good, I need a structural diagram of Xinggang, and I hope you can arrange for the defenders to make the following deployment..."

"Waiting for your order, sir."

At this moment, Loken suddenly remembered that the name of the Star Knights' Team was a bit familiar.

"Sir, are you leading the fleet here to make a batch of supplies and supplies?"

He finally remembered that his mentor had a promise with the Knights of the Astral Realm to provide the group with two hundred years of equipment supplies. The last batch should have set off long ago, but the other party asked not to ship the goods first.

Loken was still very strange at the time and had been asking on the ground to quickly ship the goods to make up precious warehouse space. However, since it was Astarte's request, he agreed.

Unexpectedly, an unintentional act eventually became the key to saving oneself.

"Yes, are those supplies still safe?"

"Very safe! I put them in the safest warehouse without any plunder or damage."

"Thank you very much for your actions, Priest Loken."

After knowing that the supplies were safe, the originally stiff tone of the other side became softer.

"Our Thunder Eagle is coming to Xinggang soon, you can arrange this..."
Chapter completed!