Chapter 104 The power of "Lemanus" tortures the green skin
The bodies of those war beasts are equipped with strong armor made of adamantine, which is the same as the material on the imperial warships. No, it is even stronger. The shooting just made those monsters embarrassed, but it still cannot penetrate them. core.
However, the firepower would not stop, and the rumbling sound echoed inside the hive. Alan Bayer guessed that those damn alien giants used the shells of the Dark Age battleships on the Sky Hulk. You must know that humans in the Dark Ages can control time and black holes. , just in terms of material research, they are no worse than the Spirit Race.
"Continue to suppress the fire, don't stop, don't cherish the ammunition, the magnetic... main gun continues." Alan Bayer held down the rail gun that he almost blurted out just now, watching those powerful penetrating weapons embedded in the outer armor of those green-skinned creatures. , amidst the screams and roars, and the smell of smoke and promethium, the greenskins approached the armored regiment.
There are two good news. The Imperial Guard of this world has been saved, the Partorian Guard has been saved, and the other good news is that the Skadi Fourth Regiment has encountered its best enemy.
The first alien race the Imperial Guard encountered in this dark universe must have left a deep impression on them, and whether they were new recruits or veterans who had been stationed in Gondwa VI, their first lesson in actual combat must have been the green skins.
The pressure from the artillery prevented the giant behemoth from accurately counterattacking. The garbage cannon roared down beside his companions, even killing many greenskins. The Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment relied on the physical body to move forward, using people. A curtain composed of human bodies, bullets and lasers protected the orcs from the outside.
Compared with the big beasts and the little guys with bombs, this group of orcs looks ordinary, even a little boring, but they are not weak. They think those rough maces, or human skin, and fang decorations can Giving them strength, making them braver and stronger than other greenskins.
This idea of a position was realized with the help of the orcs' psychic powers. If it normally takes three laser gun shots to kill an orc, they would need five!
The Staff Officer's bolt pistol gave the Ork some "eye surgery" and he complained. "These orcs are really hard to fight..."
Alan Bair's relic pistol kept firing until it was empty of energy.
"What they believe gives them different powers, xenos be damned."
Although they said this, the superb individual hit rate of the soldiers of Skadi's 4th Regiment and the pathetic long-range ability of those orcs when they were out of the smoke cover made the shortcomings of the green skins constantly appear on the battlefield. Their war cries did not To the horror of any Imperial Guard, they were instead surrounded by the 143rd Partorian Regiment and the 4th Skadi Regiment.
Captain Bloodaxe had no choice. No one could control the greenskins who were in a fighting mood, except their war boss. However, in most cases, the war boss would also fall into that kind of rage. Under the double team of the Imperial Guard, he had nothing to do.
Those green monsters were harvested cleanly in batches. If the greenskins cannot always gain the upper hand in the war, their morale will collapse. Although people think that the greenskins are ruthless and have only the desire to kill, they still love their lives. , because you can fight more wars while you are alive.
In the rout, when the two giant war beasts died due to the shelling of the Falaxian Armored Regiment, the huge body fell downwards, raising countless smoke. The blood of the giant beast moistened the metal ground of the hive, and the dust raised drifted in the hive. , even the nest on the top of the tower can be seen clearly.
The orcs collapsed and fled in all directions, and the loyal soldiers of the empire smashed those things to pieces with hammer-like attacks.
What caused the orcs to completely collapse was still the bombardment of "Lemanus". The railgun cut through the turbid air of the nest, creating a vacuum on the battlefield with a smoke-filled atmosphere. The orcs shouted.
"I don't want to die, I'm going to keep waaagh!" Running backwards madly, they planned to enter underground pipes to escape the war until they were able to make a comeback.
Captain Blood Ax filled the farts he carried into the tattered cannon above the fallen beast's armor. It was hard to imagine that the "leftovers" left after being bombarded like this could still shoot.
Obviously he thought it could be done, and it really was possible. The roar of giant cannons filled the hive, the messy grot bodies scattered all over the ground, like bright red flowers, and the sharp sounds of those things crying.
As a result, those chaotic orcs burrowed into the underground of the hive city under the cover of the blood axe, and would become one of the scourges of the empire world. However, considering that there are all kinds of monsters and monsters in the lower hive, they are not the only ones. Secondly, there are already people in the pipeline. Wait for them.
Alan Bair ordered. "Don't rush to shoot. In the current situation, the loss of personnel outweighs the gain. Take out the flamethrower to clear the battlefield, and then let them enter the pipeline."
The second lieutenant didn't understand very well, so he asked. "Boss, isn't this world the same as the place we stayed in before? It's hard to eradicate the green skin if it takes root!"
Alan Beyer said. "Why do you care so much? Just obey the orders!"
The fourth Skadi regiment advanced one by one, crossed the formation, and pressed forward. The flames and lasers cleaned up the green-skinned corpses, while the fast green-skinned orc boy hurriedly ran into the damp and terrifying pipe. Although it was dark here, Not terrible, but just right for the orcs.
They like caves and narrow places, and moisture is better for the spread of their spores, so once there are orcs in a place like the hive, it is difficult to eradicate them.
"I like it here..." An orc giggled happily.
"Stop talking! Xiami will hear it!" Captain Blood Ax yelled.
Their eyeball structure has the ability to maintain vision under low visible light conditions. Although they cannot see at night, they are very suitable for underground passages where the nest is not bright.
The wet pipes are filled with liquid that has been purified for countless times, and a small amount of promethium lumen balls are stuck on the wall. It is quiet here, and it is terrifying. According to his plan, Blood Ax should lead the remaining defeated generals downstairs. The nest is making a comeback.
But suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder, and then wet liquid sprinkled on his face. He touched his cheek with his green fingers. He was familiar with this stuff, it was orc blood.
"What?" He turned his head to look, only to find a severed arm slapped on his shoulder armor. The orc behind him showed an expression of surprise and fear. He was cut into sticks, his throat was ripped open, and he slowly swayed in place. Waiting to die.
"What? What is it! I'm not afraid of you!" He raised his Tutu and looked around, but he couldn't find it. He couldn't find it. Are they those bugs, those guys hiding in the hulk looking for someone to hack them? Or is it something light and fluffy like a bean sprout, something that screams loudly?
But none of them could hide it that well. In Blood Ax's mind, he immediately thought of similar soldiers. That was his nightmare and his foundation, the special operations boy...
"I surrender! I can provide the human empire, the road drawings of our big garbage dump (garbage dump is a good word for the orcs) and the specific deployment locations of garbage cannons."
He knelt on the ground, threw away his weapon, and raised his arms, among the corpses of his greenskin companions, under the eyes of the greenskins who were cut into sticks and were still alive.
Shameful? It's not shameful. After all, those are the real elites. Blood Ax agrees that he is very smart. He can't escape, but he can delay death if humans accept his surrender.
After a moment, he felt the back of his head being pressed against by cold metal. It was the first time he saw those things. The thick arms were shrimps, but they were different. They were painted with metallic paint and were motionless as if they were embedded in the wall. Hide yourself in a tube without light.
They were holding strange sharp long-edged knives and their movements were neat. They were very similar to those special operations boys, but different. They seemed to be more deadly.
Xue Ax was suppressed and brought up. He was very grateful that his own adaptability saved him. Even though he knew that Xiami didn't like hostages or captures, he believed that if he survived, he would be favored by Mao Mao.
In this way, the war is over. The Emperor's gift is that death is not serious. At least in a battle of this scale, the losses of the Skadi Fourth Regiment are minimal, and their alliance, the Imperial Guard Palto of this world, The loss of the 143rd Leah Guard Regiment is also acceptable.
At the temporary command point, Colonel Lane was conducting a tactical review with Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer, and they quickly reached a consensus.
"There is a commander among those greenskins with good tactical qualities, otherwise this war would not have become so... strange?"
Ryan looked at the choices made by the orcs in the report and their tactics during the breakthrough and made a judgment. Alan Bair agreed, but he didn't quite understand why the orc boss would hand over his troops to such a large scale. The men came to take command.
Orcs have a natural love for control and power. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as orcs challenging the boss for status. Command power equals size and strength. If Alan Bair was an orc war leader, he would definitely not Choose to hand over such a large group of boys to other greenskins.
This is still a mystery, and the command of the orcs has still not been captured. Now it seems that the only gain from the war is the Dark Age materials on the giant beast Scrooge, but it is basically impossible to use them after welding by the orcs. It can be used as a bunker at most. If it can be given to the Mechanicus, it may be of some use.
Fighting in the Warhammer world is always like this, with huge losses. Even if the empire spends countless manpower and materials on war every day, it will not see any income. Hundreds of millions of men and women in the empire have only managed to keep this huge civilization alive.
When the review was completed, they all felt a headache. The vanguard force alone had such a strength, which meant that there were at least 100,000 orc troops on the space hulk. Moreover, they clearly found traces of the Gough clan on the hulk, but this time The attack was apparently attributed to Snakebite's organization.
They need intelligence. They know nothing about today's enemy. Without enough intelligence, it will become extremely difficult to attack the enemy.
"Your Majesty the God-Emperor, if the roads on the hulk, the deployment of personnel, and the situation of the orc tribe can suddenly appear in front of us, then I will definitely sing hymns to the Emperor every day for a standard Terran year." Colonel Ryan said a little jokingly , he knew that even if he prayed, the Lord of Mankind could not create those things out of thin air.
But then Sergeant Catachan opened the door. In his hand was a tactical map often used by the Astra Militarum, the kind with the latitude, longitude and coordinates marked on it, and he saluted. "Report from the Sergeant of the 4th Skadi Regiment"
Alan Beyer replied. "What's the matter?"
Sergeant Catachan picked up the tactical map in his hand and spread it on the table. Although it was a bit rough, it accurately marked the strengths and weaknesses of the orbital defense force on the space hulk.
Alan Bair and Ryan asked in unison instantly. "Where are they from?!"
Replied Sergeant Catachan. "We captured a Blood Ax Orc, who seems to be the commander of this war."
Alan Beyer excitedly uttered a common saying. "It's raining. Come and bring me an umbrella. The Emperor will bless you and take me there. I want to ask him about his situation."
Ryan was a little unsure. "That's an alien..."
Alan Bair replied. "If the alien's words can help my troops reduce losses, I will do it. No matter what, war is unscrupulous."
Ryan agreed. His only worry was whether such information might be an alien conspiracy.
With foggy emotions, the two officers walked to the place where the orcs were imprisoned. The empire never set up a place to capture enemies, so he was locked up like a pig and dog in a cage used to raise Goro beasts. The Blood Ax Orcs The ornate Imperial Navy uniform had been removed, leaving him with only a pair of pants. Although the orcs had no genitals, their bare buttocks were still an eyesore.
However, he remained calm, without the rage or other recklessness of ordinary orcs, but such an orc made people more vigilant and frightened.
Alan Bair came from a distance. The heavy metal cage was something that even the Goro beasts could not break open. After all, the economic creatures that the people of the Empire often ate were terrifying monsters full of rage. Alan Bair was still concerned about his own safety. Very reassuring.
"Bloodaxe Orcs, tell me more information."
When the Blood Ax Orcs heard this, they immediately shouted. "I will tell you bit by bit, but I don't want to die. I want to stay. You'd better take me to fight and give me food, so that I can give information to humans."
Alan Bayer frowned. Doesn't this mean that he has to use an intelligence agent to give information according to his own mood, and only spit out damn information that is unclear whether it is true or false at the moment of battle crisis?
This basically means that he is here to cause trouble, but for the sake of information, Bloodaxe also knows that humans will not kill him.
Orcs have a strong natural immunity to pain. It can even be said that criminal laws that are extremely painful for humans are just scratching an itch for orcs.
Alan Bayer quickly adjusted his clothes and shouted in front of everyone.
"I'm the boss, and this guy wants to join my tribe but doesn't give me any information? I won't give you any food tonight, and I'll lock you up for three days and tie your hands so you can't scratch your itch! ”
"I am the boss, and you are just a prisoner, Blood Ax boy, but I am the boss of the special operations!"
At this moment, the Catachan sergeants raised their guns and pointed them at the Blood Ax Orcs. The strong impact made him feel as if he had returned to the Blood Ax clan's recruit training camp...
The obedience deep in his bones made him unable to help shouting. "Yes, my boss, I will say anything!"
Colonel Lane was dumbfounded, Alan Bayer just clapped his hands, adjusted his hoarse and low Gothic accent, and patted him on the shoulder. "I've got it done. Find someone to write a note for this guy."
"What?" The senior officer of the empire couldn't stop him at this time. (End of chapter)