63: Chapter 63 Spaceport Battle 2

Before the rebels could react, some shouted and scattered in flight.

Facing a tank, a final stand was no different from seeking death.

As the front cannons of the double-headed dragon tank roared, two shells accurately struck the rebels' makeshift cover.

After the violent explosion, the entire cover was blown away like it was made of paper.

Having achieved its objective, the double-headed dragon tank quickly began to retreat, making room for the infantry to charge.

Its size was simply too large to enter the narrow corridors within the Spaceport.

The double-headed dragon tank had completed its mission; its main battlefield should be in ground assaults, not within this cramped Spaceport.

The First Regiment of Xia Xingchen's forces split into three lines of attack:

The First Battalion attacked the Spaceport's command room,

The Second Battalion attacked the Spaceport's energy core,

And the Third Battalion quickly seized the Space Cargo Elevator to cut off the reinforcement route for ground troops.

The plan was proceeding in an orderly fashion.

At this time, another transport plane landed on the lift platform, which was now fully controlled by Xia Xingchen's army.

Xia Xingchen and Nuwa stepped off the transport.

Xia Xingchen had personally arrived at the front lines.

Xia Xingchen's purpose in coming to the Spaceport was to have Nuwa take over its weapon systems as quickly as possible to ensure the fleet could safely reach the orbit above Vanad Planet.

Otherwise, to be safe, Xia Xingchen would never risk letting the dream star approach.

Xia Xingchen was also leading a unit toward the central command room of the Spaceport.

The hundred or so people around Xia Xingchen were all veterans who had survived several battles, with experience many times greater than that of the recruits.

Xia Xingchen walked into the Spaceport corridor, where a fierce battle was breaking out ahead.

Since it was uncertain whether the corridor could withstand the powerful explosions of grenades, neither side dared to use them for breaching or advancing.

The rebels soon discovered that the old-fashioned laser guns in their hands were no match for the powerful firepower of Xia Xingchen's troops.

The rebel lines were being constantly breached.

Although they also caused many casualties to Xia Xingchen's First Division, for every person wounded, new personnel and equipment were always replenished.

This was something the rebels could not do; they had already been cut off and surrounded by Xia Xingchen's forces, separated from their armory and fuel depot.

This meant that from now on, the troops in the Spaceport command room would have one less bullet and one less drop of fuel with every use.

The supreme Commander of the Spaceport stood before the final door of the command room, boosting the rebels' morale in an attempt to make them hold their ground and resist Xia Xingchen's forces while waiting for reinforcements.

"What are you afraid of! The enemy has only landed a small number of troops. As soon as the reinforcements from the Space Cargo Elevator arrive, we will be able to—"

Before the supreme Commander of the Spaceport could finish his sentence, a powerful pulse attack from the dark depths of the corridor directly shattered his head.

The rebels looked deep into the corridor and saw a pair of blood-red eyes—it was Xia Xingchen in his power armor.

Following behind Xia Xingchen were a large number of veterans and assault troops, launching a combined charge.

Like an Astartes, Xia Xingchen relied on the powerful defense of his power armor to tank the enemy's attacks and force his way directly into their ranks.

In the world of warhammer 40k, melee combat is the eternal god.

Xia Xingchen drew his power sword and instantly sliced off a rebel's head in the crowd.

Like a god of death, he relied on his own formidable strength to carve through the surrounding rebels like cutting vegetables.

The line the rebels had worked so hard to establish was instantly shattered and riddled with holes under Xia Xingchen's forceful charge.

They couldn't even stop Xia Xingchen, let alone the charge of the hundred men behind him.

With Xia Xingchen leading by example, the soldiers' morale was maxed out; like berserkers, they broke through the rebel defenses with unstoppable courage and a spirit of sacrifice.

Xia Xingchen walked to the door and smashed the control panel with a kick; the next second, the heavy central doors of the Spaceport swung open.

After rushing in, Xia Xingchen saw the operators who still dared to pick up guns to resist, and his Plasma Pistol fired rapidly, harvesting their lives in an instant.

Xia Xingchen stepped aside, and Nuwa immediately stepped forward to operate the control panel, connecting her Machine Spirit to the entire core engine.

As Nuwa poured her data torrent continuously into the engine core, the powerful flood of data instantly paralyzed the Machine Spirits of the entire Spaceport, replacing them with Nuwa's will.

One by one, Xia Xingchen took over the controls of the Spaceport, along with the entire Orbital Defense Platform, which now stood completely open to him.

All the surveillance footage from the entire Spaceport instantly appeared on the screens in the central command room.

"Archon, our troops are encountering difficulties in seizing the Space Elevator and need support. I suggest deploying the Second Regiment of the First Division to assist."

Upon hearing this, Xia Xingchen said bluntly:

"Don't go to all that trouble. I'll handle it personally."

Xia Xingchen then added:

"Ensure the safety of the fuel and ammunition depots. Make sure the rebels do not destroy them."

Receiving the order, Nuwa quickly adjusted the deployment and began mobilizing a company to the fuel and ammunition depots to protect them.

Xia Xingchen then led the veterans behind him toward the Space Elevator.

The rebels were desperately holding onto control of the Space Cargo Elevator; they knew well that if the Space Elevator was lost, the entire Spaceport would fall completely into Xia Xingchen's hands.

Governor Vanad still had a brain; the troops he deployed at the command room, the Space Elevator, and the armory were all his elites.

As for the troops elsewhere, they collapsed at the first touch, but the combat power, will, and equipment of these three units far exceeded those of ordinary troops.

The rebels operated their laser guns, firing continuously at Xia Xingchen's troops charging ahead.

Unexpectedly, a sharpshooter among the rebels had accuracy far beyond those ragtag troops; nine out of ten laser shots hit their mark, each one precisely wounding or killing one of Xia Xingchen's soldiers.

The Commander of the Third Battalion also noticed this unique fellow and immediately ordered all firepower to be concentrated on him.

Today, I'll let you know that even a tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves, and two fists are no match for four hands.

Dozens of soldiers aimed their rifles at the sharpshooter, and the fierce firepower suppressed him so much he couldn't even lift his head.

Just then, a dull sound of metal treading echoed behind the Third Battalion.

The Third Battalion's company Commander turned his head and saw Xia Xingchen had arrived before him in his power armor.

"Archon!"

Seeing his troops struggling to advance, Xia Xingchen did not hesitate to lead from the front, holding his Plasma Pistol in his left hand and his power sword in his right, charging forward like a steel tank on the battlefield.

The rebels were stunned by this sight, but Xia Xingchen wasn't there to reason with them; he was like a god of war descending from the heavens.

Aren't you a sharpshooter? Let's see if your attacks can break through my defense.