Chapter 77 The 3rd Skadi Infantry Regiment returns to the team. Under the detonating gun, the forest can speak
The gods laughed at the fate, and when the Skadi 4th Infantry Regiment was noticed by the Black Heart King, the world could not escape the fate of decline. When Huron asked the psykers on the ship to cancel the spellcasting, the damn magnetic field of the world once again appeared, but this thing was one of the few good things. The failure of the detection equipment made the jungle a scary place again.
That's right, the disappearance of the magnetic field is not due to the explosion at all, but because the Black Heart King needs to monitor the battlefield. From the beginning of the game, he has mastered everything, including superhuman space warriors, terminators, think tanks, armored forces, and orbital bombing capabilities. He has full cheats. The players opposite him are just ordinary people.
But the attack still slowed down. Although his terminators were not afraid of the heroic soldiers of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment, the Space Marines were not. No team of Space Marines dared to risk playing hide-and-seek with the terrifying meltamen in the forest. cat.
If there is no problem with the magnetic field, the auspicious device can be used to detect the forest, but now Huron's think tanks must stop casting spells to relieve the pressure on their heads.
Huron can completely bomb this forest, but he knows that any resources are his treasures. The annihilation of the Imperial Guard is already a certainty. He only needs to wait for the psykers to rest and let the troops below turn on the oracles to scan the area. You can conquer this world.
This game is unfair from the beginning. Whether it is a Think Tank or a Dreadnought, or weapons such as Terminators and heavy Marauder tanks or Land tanks, if they appear on the battlefield, the 4th Infantry Regiment will be wiped out.
Now two months have passed since the war, but the situation has never improved. At the bottom, Alan Bayer's troops huddled in the forest. He looked at the miserable situation of the fourth regiment with more than 10,000 people, and his heart was even more painful. .
He didn't know how long it would take, but fighting the Space Marines in a positional battle was just asking for death. It took 20,000 loyal souls in exchange for the death of 120 Space Marines. The battle loss ratio was indescribably high.
But he knew that this was a rare victory in the history of the empire.
Until the warm wind calmed him down, the forest he was not used to was now his safest home. The lieutenant colonel looked at the leaves swaying in the tea cup. He was confused, but this confusion was quickly broken.
The staff officer wiped his hat that was burned by the heat and reported to Alan Beyer. "There is support coming, brought by the Planetary Governor!"
Alan Bair wanted them to leave. After all, no matter how many people died in the current war situation, he heard the next sentence.
"They brought ammunition for explosive weapons."
Explosive bomb? Deflagration? ! The weapons of this dark technological age can definitely penetrate the armor of Space Marines and Terminators. Nowadays, the team also has explosive weapons that can arm a company. If a team has one, it is not impossible to win.
"Where? Over there?" He stood up, impatiently, stepped on the soil with his military boots, cleared a few patches of forest, and then walked towards the place pointed by the staff officer.
When he saw the team of about 5,000 people, the planetary governor and the veterans who had been merged into the PDF were wearing ill-fitting bulletproof armor, with their former military ranks hanging on their chests. They were chosen among the 10,000 survivors of the Orc War. Most of those who left the service had children and families.
John Dehn looked at his boss. "Boss, all members of the Third Skadi Infantry Regiment are here."
Alan Bayer pursed his lips and put back the "sweat" flowing out of his eyes with perseverance. They walked through the forest, the journey was long, just like when they first went to the battlefield, with the light of hope and victory.
"Are you sure?"
Mr. John asked. "What's uncertain?"
Alan Beyer said. "You have a family, a lover, and things of your own, so you shouldn't waste your life on war."
"John, do you remember your fiancée?"
"That sergeant at the back, I remember you, I even had wedding wine at your wedding early last year."
"Ah, Private, you called me "Sir" before. The baby was just born, wasn't it?"
John Dehn laughed. "We are here for our own family, our own world, and there is no reason for the Imperial Guard to work hard outside and PDF to wait for death on the spot."
He took out a bag of energy cells from the van. "Kill those traitors with heat rays, boss, just like you killed those orcs."
Then he turned around and shouted to everyone in PDF. "Veterans, these new recruits really don't know how to fight. When we were fighting the orcs in the forest, they were still eating starch blocks in the hive!"
"Let them see how we fight!"
shouted five thousand loyal soldiers. "For the Emperor! For the Empire!"
Their weapons will definitely not be worse than those of the Imperial Guard, but Alan Bair decided to let them possess those truly powerful weapons. Compared with the remaining recruits today, they are the main force!
When supplies and veterans arrived at the current camp, those veterans who were still serving in the Astra Militarum forgot the pain of losing their comrades for a moment. They stood up to greet them, shook hands, exchanged hats with each other, or took out their carry-on bags. , the dog tag of his comrade-in-arms, talking about how Old Qiao and Old Enga left.
It was difficult for the new recruits to blend in, so the second lieutenant asked Alan Beyer in surprise. "Lieutenant Colonel, who are they?"
Alan Beyer replied. "They are heroes, heroes of this world. If you have seen the collapse of a huge orc mecha like a mountain, you will understand how powerful humans are."
"Okay, everyone, open the cans tonight. The veterans will eat the ant-cow, and just leave some Goro meat for the new recruits!"
The little jokes in the group made the old fritters laugh, someone said. "That's right, those new recruits will kill themselves if they open cans!"
"Have they still heard from the priests of the Anglican Church that orcs are just things with no muscles?"
"Hahaha, boss, do you have any wine?"
Alan Bayer shook his shoulders. "Consultant, may I?"
The staff officer sighed. "Okay, okay, today is the only time you can drink in the war zone. Show me the rest of the time and you will be punished corporally!"
the soldiers shouted. "For Amset!"
When the aroma of wine accompanies the solidified bull ant grease, the dagger is inserted into the can and cut everywhere. The veteran shows the recruits in the most gorgeous way how to kill the parasites that may still be in the can, the parasites that can kill you. !
Some people took out playing cards, hoping to win something from the novices, and some people showed them their mechanical prostheses and talked about how they were torn off by orcs.
This is how the replacement of the old and the new takes place. This is also one of the few romances and warmth of the Astra Militarum. All the guards of the Imperial Guard are one family. Even if the world is different and the ideals are different, as long as under the shining of the God-Emperor, the honor of the Star Torch will be If it goes down, the Imperial Guard will not collapse.
What is interesting is that in the past, the lower class people in the hive were forced to join the army, but now they can educate the real PDF-born, regular Astra Militarum group.
War will change a person, a group of people, a world, a sector, a galaxy, or even the entire universe...
But only the light of humanity will shine in the dark 40th millennium, and only the light of the Emperor will shine beside humanity like a lamp.
But compared to the Astra Militarum, the old-new relationship between the Chaos Space Marines seems much stronger. The Terminators will not respect the troops that were almost annihilated by mortals. They are more related to those who have been sleeping for many years. The fearless veterans chat, but even so, the dialogue between them is pitiful.
As for the Space Marines, they could only pay tribute to those who existed when the Star Claw was founded, but in their hearts they were sown with unpleasant seeds of arrogance.
Vingar is an outsider, a new recruit (compared to the Terminator), defeated with a group of remnants, and was rescued by the Huron master. If it were not for the request of the Blackheart King, none of them would want to come to this world.
The veterans all thought so. In comparison, the man in the Dreadnought Mecha was really gentle. After all, he was the instructor in charge of recruit training before he took the seat.
Tolerance is not much in the Space Marine Chapter, let alone the Chaos Space Marine Chapter. Without victory, there is no respect. They are arrogant and arrogant. Seeing the embarrassment of the Imperial Guards running for their lives, they have early labeled those mortals as waste.
After all, it is difficult to expect this group of terrible traitors who have dealt with countless aliens and other chapter brothers to be wary of a little-known mortal force, even a mortal force without armor support.
Unless it was the words of the Black-Hearted King, but why wasn't Huron arrogant? He thought that he could control everything that happened in this world. He thought that he could occupy this world with a large number of vehicles, think tanks, veterans and orbital bombardments. Therefore, he asked Weingar to come down to train his troops, which was why such huge losses occurred.
But Huron would not admit it, and his plan did succeed a lot, but the decisive general was still hesitant. As long as they did not capture this forest, they would never be able to claim victory.
One week, this is the day when the psykers will perform the magnetic field interference ceremony again, and one week, this is the day when the real decisive battle takes place.
Astropaths with mutated bodies, eyes or whatever, and disgusting think tanks gathered in front of the ship's eight-pointed star burning human oil candles.
The whispers of the gods, the surging spiritual energy, and their use of witchcraft also come with a price, but those prices are even more gifts in the eyes of a crazy person. Two mouths make his words faster and his spells accurate, and his four eyes allow him to read quickly and have a burning gaze.
Eight psykers, eight directions, pouring in the spiritual energy of subspace, quietly tearing apart the magnetic field of this world. This forest, these interferences are all obstacles to the power of chaos. This is also Gundwa VI The will of the planet, the will of loyalty.
When the Terminators sensed that something was wrong, they found that the communication became clear and the armor's auspicious eyesight became even more acute. They walked towards the forest. Other Space Marines also noticed the situation. The traitors looked towards their commander, Vengar.
Qian Hongsheng looked at the dark forest. "Go in, brothers, and exterminate those mortals. We are victorious and sacrifice our gods with the blood of countless mortals in the planetary capital of this world!"
The filthy words of chaos describe the fate of mankind in this world. Only the Imperial Guard will always hold people's lifeblood. There are only two choices for mankind in this dark universe, fight or die.
For the Terminators, the dark forest here is like daylight. The mutated organs and superhuman implants make it impossible for anything to escape. The apocalypse is constructing the map around them all the time.
If this was a game and they had activated the whole map, how could those mortals kill the god Zhuan?
You can clearly see the forests, depressions, fallen leaves, rocks, and even the flowers and trees here. The Terminators are equipped with the empire's most elite technology. They work in groups of three, and they seem to be one person, supporting each other, matching each other, and seamlessly.
No one in this dark universe can defeat them. Even if God comes, he has to let the Chaos Terminators peel off his skin before leaving!
"345, one."
"248 one."
"14, one."
"The augur report is accurate and the signal is good."
"Shoot, bro."
Bang bang bang, tongues of fire suddenly burst out, blood mist erupted in the forest, and the lurking mortals just pulled the trigger of their firearms before their souls returned to the throne. Alan Bayer from the command center gritted his teeth as he listened to the voice on the radio.
"Codename "Sniper", move!"
Death is not meaningless, so what if the demigods come? In front of the third regiment of Astra Militarum Caddis, even if your Chaos Gods come, you will have to pay the price before touching the emperor's currency!
The beam of the explosive weapon exploded, and the three terminators reacted instantly. The heat ray grazed their cheeks, leaving traces on the face of the terrible god of death. The red flesh was completely cut off. If it weren't for the superhuman reaction power, The Terminator is about to lose one.
As for the three points and one line, the positions of the three people are to allow the Terminator to reach the position of the heat ray gun, but why can't the auspicious device detect it?
Because it was not a weapon held by humans, but covered with thick concrete, with only the muzzle of the gun exposed, and a remote control button and the simplest thickened concrete were used to hinder the detection of the auspicious device.
And this principle can also be applied to real people, but the bunker is too big and will be discovered directly, while the auspicious device will not detect the internal structure clearly when it encounters a 2-meter-thick material, and the outside of the bunker looks very like a rock, and It was the Terminator's arrogance that hurt them.
If those superhumans are wary of moving forward, their superhuman senses will definitely detect that something is wrong.
In the end, wisdom, sacrifice and the arrogance of the enemy formed this plan. The Terminator veteran touched his cheek with an incredulous expression.
But he soon realized that if there was one trap, there had to be a second!
But it was too late. His brother raised his storm bolter and smashed the glorious deflagration weapon into pieces. And underneath that concrete fortress were the lead wires of the additive version of the mine, the melta mine!
A violent melt explosion erupted. This design was just to avoid being detected by the auspicious device, and the mines were buried two meters deep so that the space warriors could not feel them at all. However, they could not be detonated if they were buried in the ground. If the remote control doesn't work, let them detonate it themselves!
If the small sentry tower is destroyed, the lead wire will feel broken, and a momentary electromagnetic wave will be emitted, causing the anti-armor mine buried two meters underground to explode!
The guy who fired the gun was instantly swallowed by the magma-like ground. Even the Terminator armor couldn't withstand the hot melt explosion at close range!
But the other two Terminators reacted very quickly and instantly teleported away from the target location. The Terminator captain, the one whose cheek was smashed, couldn't help but curse. "Bastard! These Astra Militarum are outrageous!"
Even when he faced loyal space warriors, he had never been so embarrassed. The forest and the ground seemed to be full of traps!
And just after the teleportation ended, even the Space Marines would need to instantly observe the surroundings to judge where they were.
But a moment later, the auspicious instrument sounded a violent alarm. What kind of trap? It's time for the Imperial Hammer to attack!
Five hundred deflagration guns exposed their muzzles in the forest, three hundred hot melts emitted light, and there were thousands of long-range beam carbines to turn those Terminators into slag. Before those veterans returned to the divine world, the trees said Discourse. "All fire!"
The bright light shines on the entire forest, and there are no ghosts or monsters there. Only the entire clearing, vaporized by the emperor's anger, is clean.
Weingar looked at the communicator and saw that the three veterans lost contact and became sluggish.
It seems that they should not land, so they should stay on the ship and pray that those mortals die of old age!
"Everyone retreat, there is someone in the forest!"
The scary melt man is a monster and a snake god. If he can’t handle the melt, he’ll try again.
(End of chapter)