Chapter 167 Defensive Battle [Noon] The Greenskin Boss and the Mortal Auxiliary Army
The recruitment of mobilization troops went very smoothly. Everyone in the city knew that if they wanted to survive, someone must stop the progress of the greenskins. A large number of Chinese The young man watched his family gritted their teeth and headed to the recruitment point.
The local PDF weapons depot was opened, and automatic guns were issued to the hands of middle-aged people. These people were brought into position as quickly as possible and joined the battle.
A total of more than a thousand mobilization soldiers were recruited, which just made up for the number of losses. These people looked at the soldiers who were missing arms and legs in the position and could not help but tremble. Although they were scared, they were very He knew clearly that he had to hold on to this place so that his family could evacuate safely.
The greenskin attack paused for a while after the just raid. The political commissar felt that the greenskins were waiting for the next wave of artillery cover, and then repeated their old tricks. The political commissar did not think that these beasts would do anything worse. Good tactics.
The mortal auxiliary army next door was also attacked just now, but because of their sophisticated equipment and excellent battlefield response, they did not suffer much losses, and they also mobilized three Leman Russ vehicles to support the noble army's position. .
"Be prepared! The wild beasts may attack again at any time!"
The political commissar was walking in the trenches and kept talking to the mobilization soldiers. He looked at the soldiers who were shaking with their guns. The mobilized soldiers shook their heads helplessly. These people had no fighting power. They just had their own lives to stop the orcs' attack.
"Sir, can our family survive?"
The political commissar was walking in the trench, and a mobilization soldier suddenly asked him. The political commissar stopped and looked at the question. The middle-aged man he spoke to should be a worker in a mining factory. His weather-beaten palms proved this. His eyes were a little small due to long-term underground work. He was now looking at the political commissar with his own eyes. I hope the political commissar can give him a satisfactory answer.
Eighty percent of the population of Kosl 4 are workers in mining factories. They rely on the mineral mining of Kosl 4 to make a living. This is the most common occupation on Kosl 4. These mobilizers Most of the soldiers are mining workers.
Other mobilization soldiers also followed the man and looked at the political commissar. They all came here to let their families survive. They hoped that they could get a satisfactory answer, even if it was a lie. OK.
"Yes, Lord Primarch said, we only need to hold on for one day. It is already noon, support will arrive in the afternoon, and the angels of the God Emperor will burn these abominable monsters! "
The political commissar looked at these mobilization soldiers and said loudly to them that he had received the order in the morning and just held on for a day. The reinforcements would arrive in the afternoon, and then the angels of the God Emperor would burn all those abominable things. monster.
“Didi didi!!!”
At this moment, three loud whistles sounded. The political commissar knew that the greenskins were starting to attack again. He quickly ran to the edge of the trench and looked at the battlefield ahead.
Countless greenskins have begun to rush towards the position. They form a group of more than a dozen greenskins. While running towards the position, they use their firearms to fire at the human position.
"Bah, bang, bang!"
A row of bullets just landed on the ground in front of the political commissar. The splashing mud and melted snow directly hit the political commissar's face.
“Bah, bah, bah…”
The political commissar hurriedly retracted his head into the trench, and struggled to spit out the dirt that flew into his mouth.
“Why are you still looking at me, shooting at those monsters!”
The political commissar raised his head, looked at the mobilization soldiers around him, and shouted loudly, this is all It’s time to still look at yourself.
After a second, the conscripts finally reacted, and the heavy logging guns roared. These conscripts did not have any training and simply shot based on feeling. The heavy logging gun bullets flew randomly among the green skins. , and didn't hit many greenskins.
But there were still some greenskins who were hit. The armor on their bodies could not stop the bullets from the heavy logging guns. The moment the bullets hit their bodies, the greenskins' bodies were shattered. The caliber of the logging gun allows it to kill green skinned boys quickly and cause effective damage to green skinned people.
"Don't stop the heavy logging gun! Don't stop even if the person is dead!"
The political commissar took his own bolt gun and kept shooting at the greenskins in front. While shooting, he shouted loudly at the soldiers in the heavy fire team. shouted.
The sound of thousands of automatic guns firing on the position is very scary, but the power of the automatic guns is still too small. Countless bullets were buried in the green skins and did not cause any effective damage. The green skins The boys are now equipped with armor, and its protective ability can even block burst fire from automatic guns, but continuous fire cannot.
Thousands of automatic guns are still of some use. As the greenskins get closer and closer to the position, the shooting of the automatic guns finally has an effect. The armor on the greenskin boy is hit by the continuous bullets of the automatic guns. The weapon was finally penetrated, and at this distance, the accuracy of the heavy logging gun was also improved, and each greenskin was killed by the heavy logging gun.
However, the greenskins still rushed to the position. There were too many of them. At this moment, the three Leman Russes on the ground behind the trench opened fire. The bolt gun began to fire, and the bolt bombs turned pieces of green skin into bloody foam like cutting wheat.
The soldiers in the trenches also used automatic guns, shooting wildly at the greenskins on the trenches. The continuous firing of the automatic guns turned the greenskins that were hit into a plug full of holes.
“Crack!”
At this moment, a strange metal friction sound suddenly came from behind the greenskins, and Leman Russ’s main gun also heard at this moment The fire was fired, and listening to the deafening sound of the artillery, the soldiers in the trenches felt that their ears were about to burst. Many soldiers who did not wear helmets even had their ears bleeding.
The Leman Russ main gun hit a green-skinned armor-killing vehicle. The green-skinned vehicle looked like a Leman Russ made of various scrap products. Although it did not have a turret, But it can be seen from its chassis that these green skins are copied from Leman Russ.
These green armors followed the green boys. Although they did not have a turret, they all dragged a strange large trailer behind the vehicle. Those vehicles that were not hit by Leman Russ were parked. Reaching the edge of the trench, the green-skinned bosses jumped out of the tractors and quickly rushed into the trench.
The soldiers looked at the monsters rushing into the trenches in horror. These three-meter-tall monsters wearing heavy armor, looking at their blood-red eyes, made all the soldiers feel extremely scared. For a while, no one opened fire on them. .
“Ah!”
A conscript beside the green boss suddenly reacted, raised his automatic gun and pulled the trigger on the green boss’s head.
“Dong dong dong!”
The bullet hit the green boss’s helmet and bounced away. The green boss looked at the human who attacked him and quickly grabbed him. The soldier struggled with his head being grabbed, and the trigger of the automatic gun in his hand had been tightened out of fear. Bullets from the automatic gun were flying randomly in the trench.
"Crack!"
With the sound of skulls cracking, the green-skinned boss threw the human corpse to the ground. It looked at the soldiers in front of it and picked up its own powered chopper.
"Waaaagh!!!" The green-skinned boss roared and rushed towards the soldiers. The soldiers were still immersed in fear and did not react at all. They were just civilians. Who had seen this kind of thing? Horrible scene.
“Zizzizi!”
At this moment, a sound of laser rifle discharge suddenly came from behind the soldiers. Laser rays passed through the soldiers and shot at the green boss. The green boss's armor shell flashed in the laser. Melting under the high temperature of the ray, the laser penetrated the armor and evaporated the body of the green-skinned boss inside.
However, this did not kill the green-skinned boss. The green-skinned boss roared and continued to rush towards the soldiers in front. It wanted to tear the humans who attacked it into pieces.
A figure passed through the soldiers at an extremely fast speed and rushed in front of the green-skinned boss. The slight mechanical sound from the force feedback power armor was still ringing in the ears of the soldiers. The power sword in the figure's hand was almost at the green boss's neck.
The decomposition force field decomposed the green-skinned boss's armor as easily as cutting through the air, and chopped off the green-skinned boss's head.
The soldiers finally saw the figure clearly. It was a mortal auxiliary wearing force feedback power armor. He was looking at the soldiers with a power sword.
"Keep fighting, we will deal with those monsters in the trenches."
The mortal auxiliary army said to the soldiers, the dull electronic sound filled the ears of the soldiers, and they quickly picked up their automatic guns , and started shooting at the greenskins outside the trench.
Soldiers of the Mortal Auxiliary Army were running in the trenches. They were wearing force feedback power armor and holding power swords in their hands. Groups of people surrounded and killed the green-skinned bosses. They originally belonged to the Governor. team, but now in this situation they have to play.
These mortal auxiliary soldiers are all veterans of the former Astra Militarum. Their combat experience and the fighting methods they have developed on the battlefield over the years allow them to group of five and kill one with ease. The green boss.
But they still suffered casualties, and the green-skin bosses were still very powerful in the battle. Each of these bosses who fought out of the green-skin pile was the most powerful among the green-skin boys.
The strong physical fitness of the green-skinned bosses, coupled with the "sophisticated" equipment produced by Fart Technology, still allowed them to kill some mortal auxiliary armies. However, with the excellent tactical cooperation of the mortal auxiliary armies, the mortal auxiliary armies were still able to defeat them. Most of them were injured, but not too many people died.
These mortal auxiliaries who are missing arms and legs will return to the Imperial Veritas. With the help of the equipment in the medical room, they will be replaced with mechanical prosthetics, and then they will continue to serve in the mortal auxiliary army.
In the end, the charge of the green skins was repelled by humans, and humans also suffered huge losses. However, because the mortal auxiliary troops joined this time, the number of people lost only reached more than 900 people, most of whom They were all the losses of those mobilized troops. The green-skinned boss was too lethal in the trenches.
Because of this loss, the recruitment of conscripts started again in the city. Five mortal auxiliary soldiers held trumpets and recruited conscripts at the evacuation point. The families of the soldiers who had been recruited before, He kept asking the mortal auxiliaries about his husband and children, asking them if they were still alive and when they would be back.
In a basement not far from the evacuation point, a tall figure looked at the chaotic situation in the evacuation point through the observation window.
He stroked the bolter that had been with him for ten thousand years, and looked at the chaotic scene outside the window in silence. His heart was constantly struggling. He looked at those people, and wanted to put on power armor and rush to the battlefield to fight. He died as a warrior named Emperor, but he didn't want people to see the traitor symbol on his power armor that had become a shame.
"I have proven my loyalty to the Emperor and the Empire during the rebellion ten thousand years ago. Now I have no reason to fight for this empire that betrayed the "Imperial Truth". They They're just mortals. Countless mortals die every day in this universe. I don't have to fight for them. My duty was completed ten thousand years ago..."
The giant looked at the explosives on his knees. Shotgun, looking at the symbol of the past legion era on it, I struggled to think.
The Legion logo that used to represent glory has become a shame in his life. He no longer dares to wear that power armor, pick up the bolt gun with the Legion logo, and appear in front of the world. He should have died in that damn rebellion, at the hands of those legion traitors.
But he is still alive. He has experienced the rebellion, and together with his loyalist cousins, he has stopped the traitors from heading to Holy Terra. He has given everything for this empire, and now he just wants to find someone. He lived a peaceful life in a quiet place, but why did that damn war appear in front of him again? Why did this desperate scene of mortals appear in front of him again?
"I can't..."
The giant stroked the bolter. He kept telling himself in his heart that he could not go out and join the battle. The mark on his body was the mark of a traitor. He must not let himself be regarded as a traitor. The identity dies.
"Bang!"
Suddenly a gunshot came from the evacuation point, and the giant quickly looked towards the evacuation point. Superman's vision allowed him to see clearly what happened at the evacuation point. The man holding the automatic pistol raised his automatic pistol and shouted something at the soldiers in front of him. Judging from his gorgeous clothes, he should be a noble. The giant's Lyman ears allowed him to hear clearly what the man was saying.
"I am a noble! I have the right to evacuate early! Why did you let that damn woman and her child get on the transport plane!?"
The noble shouted crazily to the soldiers in front of him. After listening to what the man said, the giant shook his head helplessly. No matter which world he was in, most of the virtues of these nobles were like this.
"Her husband has gone to the battlefield, and she has the right to board the transport plane in advance. Now put down the firearm in your hand, return to the team, and line up peacefully for me!"
The soldier looked in front of him The noble quickly raised the laser rifle in his hand and said to the noble.
"You! I am a noble! How dare you!"
The noble looked at the muzzle of the laser rifle in front of him and said with a trembling voice. He looked at the soldiers in front of him. Although he was a little scared, But thinking about his status as a noble, he felt that this big-headed soldier would not dare to do anything to him.
"One last warning! Throw away the gun and return to the queue!"
The soldier did not react at all to the nobleman's words. What a joke. He is a soldier led by the Primarch himself. He is a man. What right does the local petty noble have to order me?
"I am a noble! Let me get on the plane!"
The noble was still going crazy. He almost shouted nervously, and he also raised the pistol, vaguely pointing it at the soldiers. .
“Zizzizi!”
But before he could raise his pistol, the soldier would shoot directly. He had already given the last warning.
The giant in the basement watched the soldiers shoot the nobles directly, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at the soldiers and began to think again.
(End of this chapter)