Aw, stupid Space Marine. All she wanted to do was to give you a kiss, then you suddenly pulled out a rocket launcher and started shooting. Seriously, your first ever possible romance and you blow it. It's hard to feel sorry for you now that you're in her stomach.
But when you look behind the ugly face and the giant claws and the drooling problem and the acidic blood and the fangs and the size and the insatiable lust for consuming and the face, she really is a nice Tyranid.
THAT is a Scythed Hierodule, the Tyranid equivalent to super heavy tanks, and answer, to said tanks, as well as heavy fortifications, and even small Titans. Each one of these towers over even the mighty Carnifex and is capable of laying waste to nearly anything in its path. And honestly, the only thing those rockets are going to do is aggravate it; even though they are from a Space-Marine-grade launcher...
Aw, stupid Space Marine. All she wanted to do was to give you a kiss, then you suddenly pulled out a rocket launcher and started shooting. Seriously, your first ever possible romance and you blow it. It's hard to feel sorry for you now that you're in her stomach.
To the Marine's credit, that is a face only a mother could love.
But when you look behind the ugly face and the giant claws and the drooling problem and the acidic blood and the fangs and the size and the insatiable lust for consuming and the face, she really is a nice Tyranid.
what is that
THAT is a Scythed Hierodule, the Tyranid equivalent to super heavy tanks, and answer, to said tanks, as well as heavy fortifications, and even small Titans. Each one of these towers over even the mighty Carnifex and is capable of laying waste to nearly anything in its path. And honestly, the only thing those rockets are going to do is aggravate it; even though they are from a Space-Marine-grade launcher...
LUNCH MISSILES