C155 A Moment of Life and Death

In front of the half-track, spent shells and fragments of ant corpses littered the ground, the street stained black with their blood.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Crack!

As the Chainsword's roar accompanied the severing of the last ant's head, a battered Moorer withdrew the now nearly black, blood-soaked Chainsword.

"Phew... Finally..."

Releasing the trigger, the Chainsword came to an abrupt halt