184: Chapter 184 The Tyrant's First Kill

When Lin Li learned that those The Fourth Calamity not only hadn't been wiped out in the flesh tunnels, but had instead pushed back and cleared the interior compartments of the frigate, and even killed a Tyrant...

Lin Li, whose usually tense and cold face was habitually composed, finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"Old Seven, you aren't joking, are you?"

Lin Li leaned back in his command chair, raising an eyebrow.

"You mean... those muscular men boarded the bug's ship and killed a Tyranid Tyrant in less than two hours?!"

The lights in Iron Man 73's eyes flickered rapidly:

"Creator, the optical sensor data has been verified. They did indeed kill a Tyranid Tyrant, and its size was quite large among its kind."

There was a rare hint of disbelief in 73's tone,

"According to the combat playback, those clone soldiers not only injected massive amounts of stimulants to drastically increase their physical performance during the battle, but even more absurdly, they seemed to have prepared a large quantity of anti-psionic blocking injections in advance!"

"This directly caused the Tyrant's proud psionic suppression to fail completely! In pure close-quarters physical combat, these clone soldiers wearing Power Armor actually managed to suppress that terrifying alien!"

After hearing this detailed battle report.

Lin Li took a deep breath. He finally had a brand new, intuitive, and reshaped understanding of the current combat effectiveness of the player group.

"These guys... are growing too fast."

Lin Li leaned back in his chair, feeling deeply emotional,

"The current players are no longer the newbie babies from the server launch, chasing after a few mutant wild dogs on the wasteland with crude weapons."

They are now super soldiers capable of shaking the most terrifying calamity in The Galaxy on the interstellar battlefield!

A gratified, fatherly smile appeared on Lin Li's face involuntarily.

"Ushtan, what is the current progress of the boarding battles on the warships?" Lin Li turned his head and asked.

Ushtan called up the holographic star map:

"Reporting, sir, the players' advancement speed is very fast! From the real-time footage they sent back, besides the Tyrant, they have already cleared a large number of medium-to-large units like Tyranid Warriors."

Hearing this news, Lin Li suddenly felt enlightened.

Now he finally knew how to fight this war!

"Why bother with lining up to shoot or exchanging cannon fire?!"

Lin Li slapped his thigh,

"In the future, when encountering space battles, ignore everything else. We'll just have the whole army board and jump! Let these fearless animals charge directly into the enemy's ship and smash everything to pieces!"

"If I had known this reverse boarding physical exorcism was so effective, why did I waste effort on firepower exchanges with the bugs earlier?"

Come to think of it.

What is the Spark Alliance's biggest trump card right now?

Is it those shipyards that can hand-craft Star Destroyer? Is it the electromagnetic railgun on the sea breeze no. 9?

None of them!

The most terrifying advantage of the Spark Alliance is this group of The Fourth Calamity with explosive individual combat power who can jump back online within twenty-four hours after dying!

As for the trashy fleets the players welded together from scrap metal, that is the real disadvantage.

Using a disadvantage to go head-to-head with someone else's strength is pure stupidity.

Lin Li leaned back comfortably in his chair, a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"What the hell is The Fourth Calamity!"

"But the speed is still a bit slow. I need more people to board. I have to add more fuel to these pumped-up players!"

Lin Li rubbed his chin,

"How should I add this fuel? Just drawing big cakes and drawing blind boxes isn't stimulating enough for long."

Suddenly, Lin Li slapped his forehead:

"Right! Why did I forget the classic routine in online games? Just give them a [Server-Wide First Kill Announcement]!"

What do The Fourth Calamity like most? Besides top-tier equipment, it's showing off in front of all the players on the server!

...

Meanwhile.

In the deepest core hatching chamber of the Tyranid biological frigate.

The legion commander of the Brotherhood of Steel, Flame Fist, was leaning on his broken two-handed greatsword, panting heavily.

Around him, in this vast space of flesh and blood, there was already a mountain of Tyranid corpses.

Among them, he had personally killed dozens of those large, four-armed Tyranids!

But this brilliant victory came at a painful price.

Flame Fist had forcibly overdrawn his psionic power to achieve this burst.

At this moment, the heavy Power Armor on his body was already tattered. The armor plates on his chest and shoulders were covered in deep gashes from the Tyrant's bone sword, and he could even see blood seeping out from inside.

But this wasn't fatal; as long as the clone's core organs weren't damaged, he could hold on with a few injections of stimulants.

What pained Flame Fist the most was the greatsword in his hand.

After this fierce, high-intensity melee, the blade was already chipped, and even the micro-motor in the hilt had started to smoke.

He stroked the nearly ruined weapon in his hand, unable to help but curse:

"Damn it! What a huge loss! This sword was a high-end product I begged 73 to custom-make in the workshop for a full six thousand points! And it's ruined after only a few hours of fighting?!"

Beside him, Player Pi She, carrying the ultrasonic vibration axe that was covered in acid but still intact, came over, gloating.

"Hehe! I told you, in this game, those fancy two-handed swords and plasma blades are useless!"

Player Pi She waved the axe in his hand boastfully,

"It has to be our Golden Age vibration axe that's the most durable! Not a single sign of rolling the edge! I strongly suggest that next time you respawn, you just switch to a Warhammer or a big axe; it's guaranteed to be easy to use!"

Just as everyone was about to sit down and use blood packs to rest.

Suddenly! Every online player's pv terminal emitted a crisp and penetrating system prompt sound simultaneously!

"Ding!"

A banner flashing with dazzling golden light scrolled directly across the very top of the pv terminal for all players on the server!

[Server-Wide Shocking Broadcast: Congratulations to player [Use Fire Punch]! Becoming the first warrior on the server to solo kill a Tyranids supreme command unit (Tyranid Tyrant) in actual combat! The system hereby rewards a limited edition unique title — [Tyrant Slayer]!]

Immediately after, before the players could recover from the shock, a second banner flooded the screen:

[Server-Wide Shocking Broadcast: Congratulations to player [ikun True Fan]! With unparalleled firepower, becoming the first butcher on the server to accumulate over ten thousand low-level Tyranids units (Termagants/Hormagaunts) kills! The system hereby rewards a limited edition title — [Termagant Butcher]!]

Seeing these two bright, show-off broadcasts.

Player Pi She's axe almost fell to the ground. He widened his eyes and shouted uncontrollably:

"Holy crap?! First kill of such a big boss, and it even comes with a server-wide broadcast?! And it gives a unique title?!"

He turned his head sharply, looking at the charred Tyrant corpse on the ground, regretting it so much his guts turned green,

"Damn it, what a huge loss!"

Beside him, Wang Shouyi was beating his chest and stomping his feet:

"If I had known this kind of prestige existed, I would have fought you for the first kill of this Tyrant even if I died from acid spray!"

And at this moment.

As the focus of the whole server, Flame Fist, who successfully secured the first kill.

On his blood-stained face, the corners of his mouth were now uncontrollably curling upwards, directly twisting into an iconic Dragon King smile.

He didn't speak.

He just stood quietly beside the Tyrant's corpse, letting the blood drip, maximizing the aura of a lonely, peerless master.

Not far away, Zhen looked at Flame Fist's show-off appearance, feeling even worse than being killed himself.

To stop Flame Fist from continuing to show off.

Nicotine Truth coughed twice, forcibly changing the subject:

"Ahem... well, guys, there's a very realistic problem."

Nicotine Truth pointed to the surroundings,

"Now that this hatching chamber has been cleaned out by us, and even those freshly hatched egg sacs have been burned by Flame Fist, what do we do next?"

"This crappy biological ship doesn't even have a steering wheel; we can't just drive it back as a trophy, can we?"

Flame Fist maintained his show-off demeanor, glanced at Nicotine Truth faintly, and asked gloomily:

"How did you know... I just got the server-unique title for the Tyrant first kill?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless, wishing they could go up and strangle this guy.

Wang Shouyi 13-Spice rolled his eyes and proposed an evacuation plan:

"Just blow it up!"

Wang Shouyi pointed to the corpses of the fallen players on the ground,

"Strip off all the Power Armor from the brothers who died and have to go back to wait for respawn! Set all the micro-nuclear fusion cores in the armor to overload self-destruct programs!"

"We'll pile dozens of nuclear fusion cores together and use them as a nuke, set the time! Then we'll run back along the original path to our crappy Star Destroyer, or see if we can signal the boss's sea breeze no. 9 to pick us up!"

"Good idea!"

Flame Fist slapped his thigh,

"Let's do it! But..."

Flame Fist changed his tone, his mouth curling up again,

"Before detonating, don't you want to hear me tell the story again of how I single-handedly completed the Tyrant first kill amidst the army today?"

"Get lost!!!"

Everyone roared in unison, throwing the empty magazines in their hands at him.

The group quickly determined the subsequent evacuation plan.

They began to skillfully strip the nuclear fusion cores from the Power Armor of the fallen brothers and placed them together in the deepest part of the Tyranid hatching chamber.

As for the intact weapons and equipment, they were packed and carried on their backs, ready to be brought back for point recycling.

Once everything was set, the timer started.

The players, like bandits, carrying big bags of loot, began to run back along the tentacle tunnels they came from.

However.

When they ran panting to the very end of the long tentacle tunnel and prepared to jump back to their imitation Star Destroyer, Player Pi She at the front suddenly stopped, his face changing drastically.

"Holy crap! There's no way forward!"

Everyone crowded forward to look.

They saw that at the exit of the tentacle tunnel, for some reason, it had been completely sealed and closed by a layer of thick, tough biological membrane!

"Blow it up!"

Wang Shouyi didn't say a word, directly taking out two packs of explosives, stuffing them into the gaps of the biological membrane, and detonating them.

"Boom!"

The membrane was blown open with a big hole.

However, when the players looked through the hole at the vast space outside,

Everyone gasped.

In the pitch-black universe.

The three biological frigates that had been biting onto the imitation Star Destroyer with tentacles had, for some unknown reason, already actively cut off those connecting tentacles and forcibly abandoned that battered Star Destroyer!

Not only that.

These three frigates did not return to the main formation of the Tyranid fleet.

They were floating alone in an empty sector of space.

It seemed... they had been completely isolated and abandoned by the Hive Mind?!

Just as the players were trapped in the severed tentacle and didn't know how to run away in the vast space.

Suddenly!

In the void not far behind them.

A behemoth with more than half of its hull missing came wobbling out from behind an asteroid belt!

It was that imitation Star Destroyer abandoned by the bugs!

Flame Fist widened his eyes, looking at the broken ship that was nothing but a shell, and exclaimed:

"Holy crap! This piece of junk is leaking air like this, and it can still fly?!"

...

Inside the bridge of the sea breeze no. 9.

Lin Li stood in front of the wide holographic porthole, arms crossed, watching the starry sky in the distance.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, three dazzling, star-like lights lit up in the dark deep space!

Those were the terrifying nuclear fireballs produced by the simultaneous detonation of over a hundred micro-nuclear fusion cores!

In space with no resistance, the energy of the nuclear explosion was released without reservation.

Those three biological frigates that had been actively isolated by the Hive Mind in an attempt to cut off the source of infection didn't even have a chance to struggle; they were instantly vaporized by the high temperature of tens of millions of degrees!

Not even a complete piece of carapace remained.

Seeing this scene, Lin Li laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! The bugs have really been hurt badly this time!"

Lin Li pointed to the three huge red dots that had disappeared on the holographic star map,

"Not long after the war started, they lost three main frigates for nothing. I think their pitiful biomass is enough for us to blow up a few more times!"

Laughing aside, Lin Li was not carried away by this small victory.

He turned his head and looked at Ushtan:

"Old Wu, summarize today's engagement data immediately and plan a new, more effective bloodletting tactic!"