Chapter 234 The cruelest recruit battle, Skadi’s tradition
The ferocious angels have also become the nightmare of the Skadi people. It is their powerful force that imprisoned the poor Skadi people underground. The people who once protected the empire are now helping them.
The anger towards the Chaos Space Marines made the soldiers who survived death no longer fear. In essence, the villains who invaded the Skadi homeland for thousands of years should not be so rampant.
But the Sun Lord did not arrange for new recruits to move forward. Although he believed in the potential of the Skadi people, it was still too early to face the Chaos Angels, especially without the cover of heavy weapons.
Just like the succession within the Imperial Guard, the veterans stepped out of the queue, and the Sun Lord cut off the lines of communication with the new recruits, focusing entirely on commanding the old comrades.
A sonorous young voice appeared on the communicator, with a hoarse electromagnetic sound, shouting to the veterans who had experienced the most terrifying story in the universe. "Brothers born in Skadi, we have returned here, seen the most terrible things, encountered the most troublesome difficulties, defeated the favorite children of the Chaos Gods, and still survive today."
"The Space Marines are powerful, but I know clearly that those guys have no will to survive. They only come to kill, but we will definitely win because we are fighting for survival."
"Stay alive, brothers, and show the recruits what victory is and what war is!"
Just like when a boxer comes on stage, people have to choose an opponent of the same weight to be interesting. This is not easy. Therefore, a lot of constraints, rules and tests for judging weight have been created, but the essence is still to satisfy the inner desire of human beings to fight.
Skadi's veterans are playing house with the newbies, dealing with cultists, dealing with enemies, and forcing troops. They have been suppressed for a long time and need an opponent to vent to. At this moment, they must admit that they will die and their comrades will die. They cannot be like He is no longer so calm when dealing with cultists.
But this is the battlefield, this is the war. From the beginning of this dark universe to the present, the fighting instinct buried in people's hearts and hidden in all intelligent creatures will only be revealed when life and death are at stake.
They roared, and officers, heroes, soldiers, and even the usually gentle instructors or temporary cooking squads of the Skadi Regiment showed their ferocious fangs.
"Quick, quick, quick, quick, load the ammunition, turn off the safety, clean the machine gun bullet chain, don't jam."
"The sandbags are increased and thickened to withstand explosive bombs. Three or four layers are needed! We have no trenches! Speed up!"
"Prepare the queue, spread out as much as possible, keep groups of three, tens of meters apart, so that the enemy cannot defeat the defense line through strafing!"
The atmosphere of the battlefield at this moment made the recruits who were strictly protected in the warehouse feel unfamiliar. The old guys who usually played around and beat and scolded them suddenly seemed to have changed. They had an incomparable tacit understanding. They usually made jokes and gambled to make money. The action completely disappears.
They deceived and used various means to obtain supplies for new recruits, and then threw those things into a big pot to stew them. Then they said dictatorially that it was delicious, and the irritation was gone when they returned part of the paste to its owner.
This is no longer a team of old rogues who are disloyal to the Sun Lord in the eyes of the recruits, are careless, a little stupid, and don't like to be clean, but are the elite of the empire, the real mainstay, united, strong, determined, and highly skilled, good at killing.
Because veterans can smell the breath of the battlefield and the wind of war, they are very familiar with the feeling of madness and rage. Only monsters who have lived for hundreds of years for the war can exude that feeling, which makes people nervous.
Skadi's formation is very strange at this moment. The soldiers are moving forward like a pyramid. Seen from above, the bottom of the tower is the warehouse. The entire camp relies on the castle to spread outwards. At the top is Catachan, followed by Skadi. The assault troops may be called Skadi grenadiers (because of Cadia's great achievements and outstanding military exploits, many Imperial Guards imitated the establishment, and the position of grenadiers became unknowingly popular within the empire). Finally, there are officers and veterans. Secondly, the bottom of the heavy tower is composed of countless recruits.
Alan Bair stood at the tip of the pyramid and poked his head out of the thick sandbag. This was not the first time he had dealt with Space Marines. He was even used to those supermen, so he divided this place according to its close combat capabilities.
The solid strength of Catachan and the Grenadier can draw a front line to defend against jetpack raids, and can also create a better shooting space, but even so, such a formation is still negative for those giants. In order to make up for this, All Skadi soldiers have the consciousness to surround the enemy with their bodies after charging.
There is no wind in the center of the earth. In this dry underground, the ice and breath have become thin. The Sun Lord lies under the sandbag and can't help but think about the many worlds in this universe. He has never seen a place as beautiful as the earth. Even if It is the closest world to a rainforest but is still filled with oppressive temperatures and eerie radio silence.
The beauty and miracle of Terra shaped mankind, but people did not become cowardly because of the warmth of the cradle. When faced with this bastard-like universe in the Dark Ages, mankind still continued to explore forward unscrupulously. The will of mankind floated across the seven oceans and spread to The boundless void melts into the four star regions. At this moment, there is no place in the entire galaxy that humans cannot set foot on.
From a cowardly hairless monkey to the true master of the void of the universe, from a weak human country to an empire that spans the entire universe, it has survived one expedition, war, change and killing, and has survived to this day, and has gradually grown in size.
Human beings are the true masters of this universe, and aliens and chaotic forces should make way for us. Such thoughts have filled the empire, and even the Sun Lord has been changed by it. When traitors who betray this right path appear, that kind of anger It broke out among the Skadi Infantry Regiment.
The low roar of guns, projectiles, knives, machines and weapons, the light provided by the Lumen Tower is like daytime, shining on this area, and enemy attacks will hit like a heavy rain anytime and anywhere, like water drops falling, hitting the mortal body.
Breathing becomes long and heavy, time becomes slow and slow, like the last long note of the music being stretched out, both the performer and the audience will be suffocated.
A war cry broke the long-term tranquility, letting the thunder of the approaching storm. The words of those Space Marines were inaudible due to the corruption of the subspace. They only appeared more violent after the infinite amplification of the grid device, like shock bombs exploding in the ears. , as long as the will is slightly weak, it will be frightened and the accuracy will be lost.
But their little trick found the wrong opponent. Skadi's soldiers would not be hit. Instead, they raised their weapons. When Catachan and the grenadiers' guns roared, their flashes turned against the advancing traitor squads.
The csm Chaos Space Marine team was caught off guard and instantly retreated into a shallow tactical bunker. However, the deflagration beam passed through ordinary metal. It did not stop due to obstruction. Instead, the heat melted the metal, and the impact force carried the metal towards Before, it penetrated into the flesh and blood of the Space Marines, inserting many metal fragments into the thick skin under the armor and into the muscles.
Painful shouts appear from warriors who ignore their creed and do not suppress themselves. However, compared to miserable wails, they sound more like the terrifying howls of beasts. They spread on the battlefield, and those supermen wearing thick armor regard this as more... The signal gradually appeared in mortal sight.
The heavy Destroyer team formed a group of three. The evil traitor wore the eight-pointed star of Chaos in place of the sacred iron ring of the Imperial Space Marines. The huge trophy rack behind him was filled with the heads of inhuman things, Tau, Orcs, and Eldar. , or the nails-studded heads of Space Marines, rusty and frightening, the iron frame weathered by blood.
They carried heavy plasma cannons big enough to melt tanks, storm bolters, and fired at the thin defenses of the Astra Militarum, slanting fire to suppress the Imperial Guard's counterattack, heavy firepower, light blue energy and red bolts, Crossed the sky and landed on the weak sandbag.
Simple constructions that can block explosive bombs are instantly smashed, and digital Catachan is instantly turned into bones by plasma, or is smashed by explosive bombs, and the whole body is turned into minced meat.
Alan Bair, the Master Chief, and the Letling kid raised their weapons and detonated their carbines to snipe at the enemy.
Three beams of flames streaked across the sky, hitting the traitor's head impartially. Even Superman needs a brain as a center. The huge body fell straight down. The Catachans holding grenades also took aim and fed back to those who sprayed projectiles. .
Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, has always been Skadi's aesthetics. They also welcome the enemy to treat them like this. It is best that they never get up again, because if the Skadi slow down, they will fight back like a storm. Until the enemy falls.
Their shooting was for those dead comrades. The anger was suppressed and then mixed with the weapons and infused with burning heat. In just one round, five or six people died each. Skadi lost six elites, and the Space Marines left. Five veterans.
This is a great war loss that is rarely seen in the Empire. It is almost a mortal in exchange for the life of a Space Marine, but the Sun Lord is still heartbroken, just leaving the dense forest and fallen leaves, no matter how strong the Catachans are, they are unable to do what they want.
"Damn..." Master Chief Catachan cursed secretly and kept sniping. The strong counterattack from the front also caught the Space Marines by surprise. They had not originally planned to use jetpacks and ASMs to attack the Space Marines so early.
According to normal tactical planning, they need to suppress the enemies in the front row and then attack the long-range firepower group in the rear core. The longer the distance of the flight pack, the greater the fuel burden, and the greater the probability of being concentrated. They cannot take risks, but now they must not Don’t choose to move forward.
The situation of the war is acting according to the plan of the Sun Lord. Such control over the battlefield is breathtaking and even terrifying. Even demigods have unknowingly fallen into his war rhythm.
The jetpacks jetted into the air. They, the Space Marines, needed to get the upper hand and create opportunities for heavy firepower. Those assault Space Marines flew up from the sky, jetting out and drawing an arc of death.
The Sun Lord looked into the distance warily. "Here it comes! It's the flying kind. Everyone, equip melee equipment, bayonets, and shotguns!" He had given the relevant instructions early. The Skadi people would not be afraid of close combat. When the soldiers took out power sickles and explosive shotguns, , dozens of assault space warriors also fell.
The impact of the heavy armor and the speed generated by the flight hit the ground, and the vibration was like the earth shattering. Some Catachan soldiers were even directly trampled to death. Dozens of people were knocked down by the aftermath. The Sun Lord had to hold on to sandbags to barely prevent himself from falling.
What followed was a terrifying chaotic war cry that instantly filled the head with blood. The hallucinations and fierce sounds made people almost burst their eardrums. To describe it, it was like the feeling of a cannonball falling in a semi-enclosed trench, even for people who were close. , there is already blood flowing out of the eardrum.
It only took a moment, less than two seconds, for such a thing to happen. It was like lightning striking the crowd. Under the guidance of the deputy commander of the second lieutenant, the grenadiers began to climb over the sandbags and move forward to provide support. The chief of staff stabilized the rear and let the anger rise. Soldier's methodical design.
But early on, the space warriors raised their weapons to cut the Catachan soldiers, "Fire!" shouted, violent shouting, the familiar voice broke the Catachan soldier's dizziness, allowing him to barely avoid the roaring chop of the chain sword. Kill, and Alan Bair reacted the fastest, he has the best physical fitness, followed by the Catachan Master Chief, and then the ordinary soldiers, but the unlucky Letling boy, almost next to the landing point of the Space Marines, is unconscious at the moment Not awake.
But he was born short and his body was buried among the corpses without being discovered. When he finally woke up, he saw Catachan holding a shotgun and spraying projectiles, confronting the super soldiers in a trench made of sandbags.
This is the first time in his life that he has seen Space Marines. No, to be precise, it is the first time that he has seen those giants who are emphasized as angels and even recognized by the state religion so close. But this thing, this thing with a twisted face and bright red armor , the terrifying thing covered in spikes or corrupted runes was very different from the Space Marines he knew.
His head finally calmed down and he felt the warm minced meat on his body. The body of his comrade turned into this thing, making him feel cruel and painful for the first time. But even so, he was still buried in it as a sniper, hairy Little Paw looks around for his sniper rifle...
Next, his drowsy little eyes saw the buzzing in the ears caused by the Space Marines. Alan Bair raised his weapon high and used the swordsmanship he learned from Mr. Kane to easily pick off the invincible chain saw of the Space Marines. sword.
He fought in alone and was attacked by several Chaos Space Marines, but what was he doing?
A ridiculous thought came to mind. This Lytling man who had never been loved or recognized by anyone in his life, and who was ostracized even by his fellow clan members, had an idea that he could never have had in his life. That is, a person with such a high position and authority as the Sun Lord, is Come to rescue him, or to check if he is safe...
While he was thinking about it, he saw the Space Marines fall one by one, and he sighed in admiration for this "mortal" lord, but there were too many enemies. When he saw Alain Bair behind him, charging with a power sword. The captain raised his weapon and approached, his little heart wrinkled and beating continuously.
But at this moment, as if blessed by the emperor, he touched something hard inside the corpse. He was used to that feeling, his own weapon!
He suddenly raised his firearm and shot behind Alan Bair. The Sun Lord was frightened by the sudden hidden gun, but the beam grazed his shoulder and hit something behind him, with a muffled scream. He turned around and saw the evil beast-like monster...the Emperor's former angel. (End of chapter)