Chapter 261 Rushing to the Sky
There are only two possibilities for mortals to charge against the Space Marines, which is to have crazy soldiers and to have heavy tanks. But obviously this group of troops does not have any of the characteristics at the same time. At least in the eyes of the Master Chief, those seemingly crazy soldiers have calm eyes. The light is chilling.
"Rely on bunkers, protect your body, maintain continuous combat capabilities, and prioritize attacking those heretics with blue runes on their bodies. The jetpack troops are ready to attack when the distance is sufficient." Comparison of tactics adopted by the Master Chief when he is not sure of the enemy's capabilities Conservative, but as long as orbital air dominance is obtained, the battle will soon be supported by Ancestral Dreadnoughts and Orbital Bombardments.
Passivity was just to better preserve strength, and now, the Master Chief mobilized the communication equipment in his ear and searched for their only current alliance from the vaguest channel.
"This is the sergeant of the fourth company of the Destruction Eagle Chapter," he said. "Show your identity in the name of the Emperor."
"It's good to hear your voice, my lord," the tired voice replied. "This is Captain Czech, the current highest-ranking commander of the 44th Loander Heavy Infantry Regiment."
The Chief heard the exhaustion in the man's voice, an unhealthy husk, but still strong.
He thought that they were quite loyal believers. Although they were inferior in firepower and numbers, they were also rare allies.
"Captain Jeske, nice to meet you," the Master Chief said. "Evaluate your troop allocation for me."
Jiesk said. "From the original regiment of five thousand soldiers and two hundred armored vehicles to the present, I currently command only 822 able-bodied Imperial men and women, as well as seventeen Leman Russ battle tanks and two Eleven Chimeras”
"We are operating near the streets outside the temple area, where we have reinforced several buildings, the ammunition level is very low, and the rations and medical supplies are almost zero, and we no longer have the ability to contain too many enemies."
"The disease problem is serious now, there are many deaths, losses continue, and morale is also deteriorating. But let me say, sir, your arrival will bring more courage to my soldiers."
"For the Emperor."
"How long have you been on the battlefield?" the sergeant asked. "And can you tell me about the situation of the enemy here? Their strength, deployment, armament? And the situation of those disgusting heretic soldiers?"
Compared with the infantry regiment that had just started fighting in the Star Language Palace, this unit obviously had more intelligence and had been fighting the enemy for a longer period of time. Therefore, the Master Chief pinned his hopes on it. Amidst the hail of bullets and the roar of explosions, the engine roared continuously. On the battlefield, the news this person answers may even affect the situation of the battle.
"Those Engili people, the attack they launched 21 years ago, at the beginning we thought it was just a harmonious material transaction." Captain Jiesik said.
"But they used force to tear apart the star port, and the cargo was all soldiers. Then they used virus contaminants and conventional ammunition to clear the city's legions with earth-shaking cannons. Therefore, we lost more than half of the regiment during the first wave of attacks."
"I and a few other officers managed to get our troops to acceptable underground shelters, but the others...the Emperor had no mercy on them..."
"After that, those rune madmen attacked. I estimate that those guys had an army of two to three thousand heretics, supported by modified heavy trucks and heavy mobile artillery."
"General Jolin, the war lord who initially ruled the remaining legions, attempted a massive counterattack, but the disease dropped by the enemy made the battlefield dangerous and only a few armored engines could move."
"What's worse is that many innocent citizens and soldiers stood up and approached our battle lines as if they had hatred for us. They usually still had breath, and their bodies were dragged forward as if they had inexplicable strength, while we were the first to Unable to shoot, one loses the opportunity.”
Cassian frowned, uneasy at the expected number of enemies. There are more heretics here than orbital scans show.
"The counterattack has failed completely, my lord," Jeske continued. "This cost us at least a thousand more capable men, along with General Yolin and his entire upper-level command and staff."
"My men and I have persisted to this day, trying to harass the enemy forces as much as possible, and launched several deliberate attacks in an attempt to break the siege of the Astropathic Fortress with small-scale guerrilla warfare."
"But so far we have suffered only defeat. I think we have only lasted this long because the enemy is not fighting like a reasonable man, but is prolonging our suffering for as long as possible."
"You have done your best, and the Emperor will graciously watch over you for that," the Master Chief lamented. "But now, he has other tasks for you, Captain."
"The mission...of course, sir! What is your order?" His tone was still firm, especially when he saw the erratic hope.
"My brothers and I are guarding the Astropathic Fortress. We must capture it in order to send a message to Skadi's main force. We must rejoin our comrades and free the stars from the chaos at Port N'Gili!" the tone was impassioned! , the noncommissioned officer’s words made the captain realize something.
"Is that an expedition?" Jansk asked, his voice full of excitement. "Sir, we didn't expect it at all. We thought maybe..."
"That's victory?" said the sergeant. "No, Captain, this is just the beginning of the heretics' final defeat, but in order to fulfill our duties in that battle, we must return to our comrades.
Assist us in that battle, and the Emperor will favor you. Skadi's warlord needs all the warriors he can get. ”
"Skady? Skadi..." Jansk asked, his standard discipline relaxed for a moment, and then he asked. "Lord Alan Bair?"
"The Lord of the Sector has seen through the enemy's thoughts and is now organizing troops to move forward." the Master Chief said. "It's a long story, Captain, but that can wait. Right now, I need you to mobilize your troops and support us. I'll have the coordinates communicated to the 154th Imperial Guard Infantry Regiment here."
"Yes, my lord. Send me your coordinates and I will mobilize the entire regiment." The captain replied without hesitation. They had heard many miracles of the Lord of Skadi, and now this was a revenge.
The Master Chief tapped the runes on his arm armor. After he provided signals and data to the 154th Regiment, the huge backpack behind the communicator flashed briefly and then went out. There was a pause, and then Jansk spoke again. Yes, his voice was urgent.
"My lord, you are right in the area where the enemy is attacking. They have been maintaining a defensive perimeter every three to five kilometers around the fortress since the beginning of the siege. They have some kind of witchcraft to hide them from our oracle detection. ”
"You should be encountering combat by now. If you haven't seen them yet, it's because they are mobilizing evil rune warriors. Those soldiers can do many inhuman actions and are very experienced. I once saw They dodged the bullets!”
"Ha, they knew we were coming," the sergeant said, and opened his helmet to record the chaotic sounds on the battlefield, but the captain just remained silent for a long time, and then answered as if he had overcome some fear in his heart. "We will come to the front line as quickly as possible! In the name of the Emperor!"
"For the Emperor." The Master Chief replied silently, but the enemies in front of him were already completely close to the attack range, and the armor that hindered them had poor shooting effects. He already understood why those soldiers could dodge bullets.
Those heavy trucks could dodge attacks from anti-materiel equipment, such as the hand-held missiles of the Space Marines and the mortars of the Imperial Guard, as if in anticipation. This special feature reminded him of the Eldar.
And his eyes intersected with the enemy, which was a traitor in military uniform. The sky eagle was replaced by an eight-pointed star, evil, betrayal, and his thoughts were messy. The Master Chief felt a trace of nausea rolling in his throat.
When heavy clouds drop a drop of rain on the ground filled with dust or corpses, the smoke raised by the war engine obscures the ground, and at the same time represents the beginning of the war.
War Lord Ed von Ka stood on the roof of the truck like a statue, with hundreds of evil engines roaring and cheering. The green-skin-style vehicle had unimaginably thick armor, and the rune warriors who were good at mobile warfare could Let him sit back and relax as he shoots at his enemies like the soles of his feet are glued to metal, and his arms have been genetically enhanced so that the blast pistol in his hand can roar with accuracy.
He inhaled the smell of blood on the battlefield, enjoyed the smoke and temperature, and gave orders. "Let those Corpse Emperor warriors see that the mortals they trust are not reliable."
Chaos wizard Custer answered respectfully. "It's...my lord." His voice was long and distorted, hissing constantly. The alembic on his body became a prop to store his evil psychic powers. In addition to reading minds and manipulating others, he could also play with evil diseases. , when the spell cannot be released accurately on the car body, he does not want his head to explode with a rough release, so those poisons have become the best way to break through the defense.
The beauty that comes from the Plaguefather's Crucible cannot endure even the gas masks of the Imperial Guard or the fully sealed armor of Space Marines, infused with psychic energy and warp tropism that can defy the purest armor.
He raised the evil thing and hurled it at the enemy, and the Chief yelled. "There are projectiles! Shoot first!"
Those filthy copper-colored malignancies streaked across the sky, dotting the Space Marine's complex eye aids, targeting runes and their brooding processors.
The explosive bombs flew and the projectiles scratched, but the poison range was very large. Mixed with fine raindrops, the liquid fell with poison and fell towards the trench. When the sergeant chief heard the hissing sound, he discovered that his invincible armor It is being melted by the evil power, like sulfuric acid poured on metal.
"Oops!" He silently recited the Emperor's name in his heart, but saw the loyalists kneeling on the ground tremblingly. Even though the Imperial Guard soldiers wore masks and injected sacred tonics or stimulants, it didn't help.
The Space Marine's condition could be much better, but he could feel his two hearts beating continuously, pumping poisonous blood into the Space Marine's terrible liver system.
"Don't hesitate, activate the jetpack, we leave the poison rain area, the Imperial Guard evacuates to the left and right, you don't need to hold on to the temple, leave it to us, hurry up and find the priests and medical staff!" The Master Chief showed his specialness With kindness and concern for mortals, the 154th Imperial Guard Loander Regiment has lost its combat effectiveness, so there is only one way for 50 Space Marines to defeat 3,000 warriors...
"Brothers." He made a long and thick voice. "Born to die, spread your wings and fly high." He looked at the approaching truck and used a heavy lumber gun to hinder the evacuation of the Imperial Guard, and raised his weapon. "Destroy the tires of the enemy's vehicle! Then activate the backpack, and the close combat begins!"
"For the Emperor!"
"For the Emperor!"
Bang bang bang, flashing projectiles, flying explosive shells, accurate shooting that even those blessed by Chaos could not dodge. Although the rich poisonous mist was rubbing against his internal organs, the Master Chief didn't care.
Those Imperial Guardsmen could endure such pain to show their loyalty, why couldn't he? Why can't they? After the jetpack is activated by thermal propulsion, a warning appears continuously on the visual display of the heat emitted by the enemy.
But just like the slogan of the Eagle of Destruction, born to die, spread its wings and fly high, they are the Emperor's favorite falcons, they will only hover in the sky and plunder the lives of the enemies of the Empire.
Fifty Space Marines soared from the sky, and the flames sprayed from the bolt pistols took away the enemy's heads and smashed their flesh and blood all the time. The enemies also jumped from the vehicle because the vehicle could not move forward.
Many giants were falling like meteors at this moment, and the Master Chief was leading the way. The shock wave generated by the huge body even caused water ripples on the thick ground, and finally made dozens of rune villains next to him almost fall to the ground.
The Master Chief and three members of his team landed next to the command vehicle. One was for revenge, and the other was to tear apart the enemy's command network. At this moment, the psyker who was projecting poisonous gas in a showy manner just retreated in fear. His robe It was inconvenient to get out of the car, and coupled with the shock of the Space Marine's landing, he was caught in the screw in a hurry and fell to the ground, collecting a lot of dust.
he shouted in panic. "It's Astartes!" But the only answer he received was the terrifying roar of explosive bombs, blood bursting, heads flying out, and the disgusting wizard lost his life for his pitiable behavior.
Ed Von Ka looked at the Master Chief calmly. He was surrounded by those special warriors, protecting the commander from ending up like the wizard Custer.
"Astartes, Astartes, servants of the Corpse Emperor, long time no see. I once fought alongside you when I was serving in the empire. Although I am not in your warband, we are still closely related by fate." The commander calmly said He looked at the giant in front of him, wondering whether it was because his warriors were powerful or because he was too arrogant.
But the only thing that answered him was the roar of the Master Chief's Gridron, a war cry that was loud enough to tear a mortal's eardrums apart. "A natural disaster is coming!" (End of this chapter)