Chapter 275 The Day of Destruction
The huge Dreadnought was being awakened by the Apothecary. The two painful ancestors thirsted for the blood of heretics after a short sleep. The soldiers of the Imperial Guard stood straight in the trench, their guns resting on the trench, motionless.
The entire camp was on a war footing, and now all they needed to move forward was a confirmation from the reconnaissance force, Captain Jeske said, banging on the unpleasant metal table in the command vehicle. "After being attacked, the enemies of Tianying Mountain were overwhelmed by a large number of zombies, although they successfully fought back in the end."
"Close, destiny is starting to get closer, whether it's taking over the orbital defense system or destroying the enemy's ritual, this team of cultists are enduring the entire Doom Eagle and Loander counterattack, and our victory is at hand."
"Sergeant, great Astartes, is there still no news from your troops?"
The huge, out-of-place Astartes shook his head. "I don't believe they will fail. The officer of that team is a veteran. He has taken me into the team before and has served for five hundred years!"
"But the reality is, my old captain, the legend of the Fourth Company has been silent for two hours. Something happened..."
They have become "blind". The once most powerful informant suddenly lost his sight. He cannot search the battlefield situation and specific information about the enemy. The artillery attack will be hindered. The enemy's movements can no longer be found clearly. What did the enemy suddenly do and how did he move? Now he needs artillery attack. ?
Therefore, Captain Jesik's face was not good. The only way they could resist the enemy was those powerful artillery shells. With not many troops and war engines, he could not imagine how they could maintain this huge army without the bright eyes of the reconnaissance force. Another cruel battlefield.
But the person who is more angry and worried than him is the Destruction Eagle, the real flesh and blood brother of those scouts. If the situation in the command room spreads, then those angry Astartes will no longer be easy to control. If they act excessively, even may affect the situation of the battle.
Although the Empire in most cases admits that the on-the-spot performance of Space Marines can deliver a heavy blow to the enemy, the essence of this war is to preserve vitality, disrupt the enemy, and attract firepower. It is destined to be passive and defensive, and the human heart has always been One of the conductor’s considerations.
Therefore, they designed a set of instructions that were realistic enough. Thanks to many reconnaissances, they knew where the enemy's array was. They could also estimate the terrain suitable for an ambush, and planned a mountain-opening artillery bombardment. As a result, the fierce fire and the Empire Honor's high-explosive burst opened the first chapter of the charge.
But things always happened too fast. Urgent telegrams interrupted the commanders' thinking, and the captain turned on the communicator. "This is the headquarters of the Loander Infantry and the command room of the Eagles of Destruction. Please report."
The voices that answered them were loud but sad. "Private, Fifth Reconnaissance Squadron, 10th Company of Destruction Eagle, Fran reported that the enemy launched a charge and came towards the position. Officers of our unit have sacrificed their lives to cover the retreat..."
Captain Jeske performed the Imperial Sky Eagle Salute and mourned for the brave men, but the sergeant of the Destruction Eagle slammed his fist down in excitement. The huge force instantly dented the short and urgent metal table that could only hold the map.
"Too much bullying! Old Captain!" He was more cruel to the heretic than to his father-killing enemy. After all, his biological father was indifferent to emotions. As a superman, he wouldn't care too much about mortals. But Old Captain, little by little, he used five How many warriors have been forged for the Eagle of Destruction in a hundred years?
But he remained rational, because the fourth company commander was at the core of the enemy and he needed to calm down. "How many enemies are stationed in the camp opposite?"
Scout replied. "About 3,000 people, two Lemanus, five Chimera armored vehicles, in addition to artillery and armor, we can also move 2,000 infantry."
"The company commander can't handle it," the sergeant replied.
"Yes, then our goal is to force out the remaining two thousand infantry. Obviously the current intensity of the war is not enough. Let's move forward and engage in brutal field battles with the enemy to force out their support..." Captain Czech sighed, and He mentally prayed to the Emperor for his sins, for he wanted to send his comrades to hell.
Nowadays, the soldiers are dragging their tired and withered bodies forward with their spirits high. Although their flesh, bones and blood are stained, their spirits are always heading towards the Golden Throne. But faster and more powerful than them are the Space Marines.
Those Astartes fought in skirmish lines and small groups, like steel needles in a man-made fishnet, but the enemy was not without merit.
When the soldiers climbed out of the trenches, the enemy's reconnaissance troops and the rune warriors quickly designed a bombardment to feed back to the Imperial Guard. The roar continued, buzzing, buzzing. Only at this moment did people understand what shaking the ground meant.
But the living dead of Loander were not afraid. They waved their bayonets high and passed over the artillery fire and the torn bodies of their comrades. Faith, stimulants, dopamine, and all the external and internal forces you can imagine were pushing them forward, because This was the last battle for the Roanders.
But after passing through the artillery fire, their enemies were even more terrifying. They were young and middle-aged men who were ready to attack, fully armed, and temporary sandbags served as bunkers. They were arranged in order. There were strange Lemanus tanks on the hill. More than ten of them are worth mentioning, all of them are equipped with the crusher cannon, a short and thick monster with a pitch-black muzzle.
The gunpowder and metal it carries can kill many soldiers with just one shot and force open huge defense projects, like a giant engineering hammer.
In most cases, the Leman Russ Crusher has only one mission, which is to withstand the enemy's firepower and approach the enemy's defense line until it enters the range of the main gun, and then use its huge shells to destroy the enemy's buildings and bunkers, thereby breaking through the enemy. defensive lines and sieges.
Therefore, if the Imperial Guard wants to maintain the battle line, it must break through the thick armor of more than ten Lemanus, and at the same time face a huge legion twice as many as itself in a meat-grinding field battle.
But when the soldiers of the Imperial Guard saw the numbers and paintings that had been erased from the metal engines, their anger suddenly came out, and a member of the heavy infantry regiment cursed. "It's Big Brother!"
This is the nickname within the Imperial Guard for Lemanus the Crusher, and it also means that the Forty-Fourth Heavy Infantry Regiment of Loander knows several behemoths here, because they are treasures plundered by cultists from their world!
However, they are also very aware of the shortcomings of that giant machine. According to visual inspection, they still need to cross several kilometers to reach it. According to the complex terrain and various obstacles on the battlefield, it will take more than an hour for them to reach the front line.
The heavy turret and the purpose of carrying more large ammunition successfully delayed Lemanus's engine, which was not powerful enough. The Crusher heavy artillery was originally a secondary gun prepared for the Imperial Baneblade, a super-heavy tank. Lemanus thought. Using its power requires paying a sufficient price.
Therefore, the Imperial Guard needs to protect, destroy, and create opportunities in artillery strikes and hand-to-hand combat between soldiers, and the biggest opportunity is obviously the Space Marines...
When reporting the frontline situation to the headquarters, Captain Czech couldn't help wiping his sweat. As a commander, he knew very well that the scary thing was not actually more than ten modified Lemanus, but the fact that in less than a day Mobilize and transform in a short time, no matter what method is used to mobilize 10 weapons for the battle situation.
This is basically impossible within the empire. Even if the world has sufficient weapons reserves, the huge legion system and the monopolies provided by various aspects, estrangements, gaps in soldier types, and corruption within the team will all delay time.
According to the survivors' reports from the reconnaissance team, they had experienced an assassination or a change in the organizational system half a day ago, and in just such a short time, the entire team had turned into an exclusive drill built for them, a buzzing machine. Roaring killing machine…
But he also reacted quickly and issued the order, and the relevant units began to act according to the order. The remaining three Lemanus relied on mobility and began to circle the flanks of the crusher tanks on the flanks, and hid outside their slightly inferior range. , and Space Marines help soldiers gain an advantage in hand-to-hand combat.
Then the Luoand infantry who were not afraid of death fought against the rune heretics that were difficult to clear quickly. This matter changed from king to king and soldier to soldier to Tian Ji horse racing, using the strong to attack the weak and forcing the weak to frighten.
However, there were problems with the actual implementation on the battlefield. The enemy's artillery fire frequency was too high. Although the infantry suffered no losses, they were delayed by the intense bombing. In comparison, the Imperial Guard's Earth-Shaking Cannon was inferior in number and non-toxic properties. Much worse.
A theory is a theory after all, but this kind of command did provide a lot of ideas to the battlefield officers. When the situation became anxious, a few rapid artillery shells hit the enemy's infantry camp. It was Lemanus' extremely accurate weapon. Howitzer.
The heavy machine guns and plasma weapons that could threaten Space Marines erected on the project were cleared instantly.
The crew commander shouted on the radio. "Tear it apart, tear it apart!" His projectiles exploded violently, tearing apart the enemy's field defenses. Such an opportunity was quickly seized by the Space Marines. Several soaring eagles pierced the sky and landed with jump packs. , the landing of the Assault Space Marines was more deadly and terrifying than those few cannonballs.
The enemy counterattacked, and a few heretics found the courage to fight back against the Emperor's Angels, and the assault troops admired their courage, but only admiration, and the answer they received was not even a weapon, just the fists of the Space Marines.
Bang, click, the sound told the brave mortal what would happen. It was the muffled sound of flesh, and then the click of broken bones. With just a fist, his face was completely crushed flat, but death did not come as promised. , is it a concussion or brain tissue injury, it doesn't matter, it is the biggest punishment that the Space Marines can give him.
He lost his fighting ability and his face was almost disabled. The Space Marines did not kill him. Instead, the Iron Fist caused problems in his nasal cavity and twisted his tongue. After he survived, he would never be able to taste or smell in his life.
This is punishment, mercy, and curse, and then the enemy gathers. The soldiers are unable to continue to be merciful. The chainsword tears flesh and blood, and the enemy's artillery fire stops for fear of hitting the comrades in the queue.
With a rare opportunity, the Imperial Guard begins to move forward. Victory is no longer far away. They must put pressure on the enemy and invaders to gain a precious victory.
Laser guns, logging guns, bolt bombs, tactical teams and Imperial Guards staggered forward, plasma guns, bolt bombs, and lasers were fired continuously. They wanted to occupy this bunker and then rely on it to counterattack the enemy.
The enemy's headquarters was a little messy at first, but the leader of the rune warriors was not afraid. He tasted everything here. War was an enjoyment for him, which was very important.
He will also be happy with the joy of the Chaos Gods. Those things carved into his bones have even overshadowed his own instincts.
He watched the strategic encirclement in the report being broken. They were losing their advantage but he was not agitated. He just said calmly.
"The third team is going to stop the attack, and there is also the third company."
It's very simple. If the enemy robs it, take it back. The weak eat the strong. If there is emptiness here, add more troops. War has never been complicated. It has always been like this. It is a consumptive game between the two sides, but it only consumes the loyal lives of countless men and women.
So the battlefield quickly became a meat grinder, with new enemies and new support. The Imperial Guard got the defense projects, and the enemy stayed away without bombing because they wanted to defend this place composed of sandbags, trenches, and various weapons.
The sergeant approached as part of a squad of tactical Space Marines and said. "The Dreadnoughts go to clear the Lemanus tanks on the flanks. Other Space Marines will be stationed here first. We begin a war of attrition!"
The thousand-year-old veteran in the Dreadnought replied. "Yes!" Then two huge Holy Engines began to hum and drive their flesh and blood, running forward crazily. Under the cover of the Imperial Guard, and with the help of several Assault Space Marine squads that could barely keep up with their speed, the two of them used Submachine guns, which are large-caliber giant live-fire machine guns, are used to clear out infantry.
The Crusher tank started to aim from the Dreadnought's blind spot. The giant main gun had a firing range of one kilometer, but its speed was slow. Although the Dreadnought looked slow, it was never slow.
The machine that was strafing the enemy suddenly turned 180 degrees, the mechanical organization roared, and the heavy melt gun in his right hand made a strong roar, and at the same time, the ancestor charged towards the enemy.
The heretic soldiers shouted that Lemanus could not be destroyed, but they were followed by the Assault Space Marines flying very fast next to them, and were strangled with crazy chainswords as they fell.
Fearless answered from the communicator. "Thank you, brothers." Then he calmly raised his hand to represent the emperor's wrath. A fierce bright flash of light was sprayed out quickly. He pointed his arm at the Dreadnought's muzzle, and the hot melt beam burned, penetrated, and melted the projectile. , and then following the equipment circuit in the gun flowing into the ammunition rack, the crew members inside the Lemanus immediately climbed out from the emergency escape hatches throughout the vehicle body, and were then pointed at the guns of the Imperial Guard soldiers and executed.
The entire huge Lemanus melted and exploded, and at the same time it was clear that the first step of the war had begun, and the tone was biased towards the loyal. (End of chapter)