The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 74 Even the engine oil guy is here, and you still say it's not the Mechanical Cult?
"Another one! Anyone who stands in my way shall die!"

The Trench Soldiers are on a killing spree! The Trench Soldiers have completely surpassed all others!
With the protection of the thick chest armor and the protection of the mechanism, as long as you can always face these things head-on, their melee weapons are almost ineffective against you.

And as long as you hit them with the spiked club, you're guaranteed to kill them instantly.

God knows what's so magical about the Trench Warriors' spiked clubs; it's like they have an automatic locking system, so every time you hit one of those things, it automatically aims at their head!
After losing ten men in succession, the remaining Blade Warriors realized that there seemed to be something wrong with these Cambrian soldiers.

The Blade Warrior, who should have been best at using melee combat to defeat enemies, instead began to use the submachine gun in his other hand to fire.

A dozen or so submachine guns suddenly formed a barrage of fire, catching the players charging with bayonets completely off guard.

Damn it, what happened to the knife fight? Why are they suddenly using submachine guns?

Players strongly condemned this unethical behavior and also took out their guns to shoot back at them.

Just kidding, it's just a shooting contest, who's afraid of who?

Ordinary firearms are not very effective against these guys, so the player lay down on the ground and pulled out an AT submachine gun.

Previously, the AT cannon couldn't penetrate the Hunter mech's frontal armor, leading to widespread negative reviews of the weapon. However, at this moment, the 40mm cannon suddenly demonstrated its true power!

One shell hit, and the Blade Warrior was instantly blown to pieces, becoming a pile of minced meat and body parts.

Although their bodies have undergone extensive modifications, with many organs replaced by mechanical ones and their main life force driven by necromancy, this does not mean that their bodies can withstand a 40mm rapid-fire cannon.

After several consecutive shots, several Blade Warriors who still wanted to exchange fire were killed, and the remaining Blade Warriors were completely paralyzed.

They never imagined they would be beaten like this in urban warfare!
They, who should have been in a dominant position in the street fighting, were inexplicably defeated and reduced to this state by a strange enemy.

Unfortunately, these Blade Warriors have lost the ability to think, and are only maintained by their fighting instincts from when they were alive, as well as a combat program written by the Imperial Necromancers.

Otherwise, I'm sure they would start complaining right now:
Where did these Cambrian soldiers, who can carry a cannon weighing nearly 100 pounds and move with incredible agility, come from?
Could it be that the rumored Cambrian Captain Project, which is being carried out in secret, has already achieved initial success?
"Hahaha, you little punk, nothing special! Everyone is equal before an anti-tank missile!"

Watching the Blade Warriors disappear into hiding, seemingly vanished to who-knows-where, one player laughed excitedly.

He wasn't afraid that these guys would sneak up on the roof and ambush them again; the other players were already on guard.

If he really wanted to launch a sneak attack, he could easily knock those guys off their feet with an AT gun.

Just then, a cannon shot rang out, and two grenades were launched from the smoke on the other side, exploding in the middle of the players with a loud bang.

The player directly hit by the grenade was instantly blown to pieces, and several other players nearby were also affected, being blasted away by the shockwave.

The player, who quickly scrambled to his feet, suddenly noticed that several gorillas appeared in the smoke in the distance.

Several cyborg soldiers, whose bodies were as muscular as gorillas but still wore comically comical Black Hawk Empire helmets and gas masks, were bombarding them with two mortars carried on their backs.

The sudden barrage and the stars on their backs, complete with cannons, were enough to make the players lose their nerve. "Damn! What is this thing again? How come even heavy fighter servants have appeared?"

"This is outrageous! I told you we were fighting Mars! We've clearly stirred up trouble at the Gear Kids' hideout!"

"Boys, get up and get ready to take them down with your invincible bayonets!"

As soon as the words were spoken, several players let out a furious roar and charged forward with their bayonets drawn.

But when faced with a player charging with bayonets, one of the artillerymen simply swung his fist and sent the player flying many meters away, as if he had kicked a dog off the roadside.

"Holy crap! Medic, come and save me!"

The player lying on the ground struggled to call out to the medic in the comments section, feeling that there was still hope for him, even though his chest had completely collapsed.

Other players, on the other hand, tried to adjust their angles while charging with bayonets to avoid being hit by the thing's punches.

Three more players were sent flying by the heavy punches, but one player finally managed to stab an enemy with his bayonet.

As if some magical force was correcting the situation, the player's bayonet pierced the cyborg's abdomen with a sharp crack, like shattering a piece of glass.

The cyborg, who had been about to throw a punch and send the player flying, suddenly froze in place and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Hehehe, all done! By the way, so this thing is called [Giant Gunner]? I thought it was actually called Heavy Fighter Servant!"

The player had just finished off one enemy with a bayonet and was about to use it to kill the second one when a mechanical arm suddenly appeared and gripped his neck tightly.

With a crisp snap, the robotic arm instantly snapped the player's neck and casually tossed the player's body aside.

At the same time, several other mechanical arms extended from behind, equipped with submachine guns that continuously sprayed bullets at the players. The players still standing on the street were instantly riddled with bullets.

Captain Goodman, who had somehow removed his black trench coat, revealing his body covered in mechanical parts, looked at the player he had knocked down with a cold smile.

He had to admit that these Cambrian soldiers were indeed outrageous, not only because they were incredibly brave, but also because there seemed to be something about them that he couldn't understand.

Especially that previous bayonet charge, I didn't expect his bayonet to actually pierce through the giant gunner's mechanical core. Otherwise, a normal bayonet should have been nothing more than a dribbling dredge for a giant gunner.

"They're just a bunch of Northbrooks, how dare they be so arrogant? The Empire's technology will show them what real warfare is like!"

Captain Goodman, waving his mechanical arm and existing in a hybrid of human and machine, arrogantly shouted at the player, unaware that the player was currently busy getting excited.

"A robotic arm, a steel body with a few wet parts, and that red electronic eye! Ah Wei is dead! This is clearly the 'oil guy'! I knew we were fighting the Martian Mechanics Cult!"

"No, this is clearly the heretical Mechanicus! They're not even wearing Martian-red robes; they're obviously disloyal!"

(End of this chapter)