29: Chapter 29 Protim's Victory

But this didn't seem to have any effect; the Tyranids were still roaring as they launched their assault on the front lines.

"Brothers, it would be great if the Krieg Soldiers were here."

"Exactly, exactly. If the Krieg Soldiers were here, it probably wouldn't be this difficult."

"Anyway, as long as they are here, I can rest easy."

"Brothers, we cannot boost the morale of others while dampening our own; we must rely on ourselves!"

"Damn it, when they get close, gather up the newly produced plasma guns! I don't believe this—concentrate fire and hit them!"

Soon, the army of Tyranids rushed before the players. However, the players immediately launched a counterattack; countless plasma guns, laser guns, and artillery fire erupted simultaneously, actually halting their advance in an instant.

"Brothers, today we only have death before us, let's fight them to the bitter end!"

A brutal trench war immediately unfolded in the trenches. Although people fell every second, whenever someone fell, countless others immediately rushed up to fill the gap. Both sides remained deadlocked in this tug-of-war.

Just as the players were gradually falling into a disadvantage, Yang Gao intervened in time, and one after another, bolts of Psychic Lightning shot out from his hands.

"Brother Gao, if you had this ability, why didn't you use it sooner?" Li Pu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at Yang Gao, and asked with a suspicious look.

"This... I wanted to see if you guys could clear the level without relying on me."

"Is that really the case?"

"How could that be fake?"

"Hmm, after all, we don't believe a word you say."

Yang Gao pretended to look heartbroken, pounding his chest and stamping his feet as he said: "I didn't expect that I was such a person in your eyes; it really disappoints me so much!"

Unexpectedly, the players were already used to this appearance of his.

"Brother Gao, can't you change to a fresh method?"

"Exactly, exactly, it makes us know exactly what you are going to say."

Yang Gao smiled awkwardly and subconsciously pinched his nose: "Is it that obvious?"

The only response to him was the sound of fighting and gunfire between the players and the Tyranids.

Yang Gao centered his qi in his dantian, mobilized all his psychic energy, and didn't forget to strike a master's pose with his hands: "I didn't expect... that at such a critical moment, I would still have to be the one to save you all."

"What kind of nonsense is Brother Gao pulling now?"

Yang Gao couldn't hear the players' discussion at all; at this moment, his soul was completely immersed in the Warp, constantly drawing psychic power from the Warp. Subsequently, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his entire body's psychic power exploded, blooming with dazzling blue light in the center of the battlefield.

"Brothers, watch closely!"

"Why suddenly pull such a move?"

"Because this move will be very cool—so cool that you will go blind!"

Bolo Bolo Mi Kamehameha! He placed his hands in the Kamehameha pose. Centering his qi in his dantian, a dazzling blue light appeared in his hands.

Ka! Me! Ha! Me! Ha!

Suddenly, a dazzling blue light shot straight through the sky, blasting the Behemoth coordinating fleet located in the space around Protim. The Tyranids that were currently attacking immediately scattered and fled as if they had lost their Commander.

We won, we won.

The players hugged each other and wept with excitement.

Yang Gao felt a bit exhausted. Oh no, I overdid it.

His body gradually dissipated.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a hospital bed.

Seeing Yang Gao wake up, Han Xiaoxiao excitedly hugged him.

"Big brother, you finally woke up. I thought you were dying..."