Chapter 140 Pre-war Exercises (Part 2)
“Do you think we can hold on with these fortifications?”
Lucian put down the telescope in his hand, but still stared at the undulating horizon in the distance. .
"Although I'm not an engineer, I know we probably can't hold this wall."
Kent replied very frankly.
"Why do you say that?"
"They built the wall too far, and the narrowest part of the valley is right behind us."
"What else?"
< br>"So the wall is too long."
Kent gestured, seemingly unable to understand why his superior couldn't see something so obvious.
"Securing everywhere means losing everywhere. We don't have enough soldiers to repel a full-scale attack."
Then he gestured behind him.
"The other exit is to the south, but it is too conspicuous to covertly move the heavy armor. This is the only feasible route through our defense line, and the enemy will easily see it no matter how blind he is."
"You are right, Captain."
Lucian nodded.
"Do you understand why?"
"I'm just talking about my personal opinion. I feel like you want them to attack here, but what I don't understand is why we let them attack when we should. They seize the opportunity."
"The enemy advances like a raging tide. If we meet them head on, they will overwhelm us, but we retreat, baiting them until their lines change. It was a long time before we hit them."
"That's your plan?"
"Not really."
"Am I allowed to speak freely, sir?"
"Yes."
"Do we have to be cornered in a valley to fight back?"
"I I think we'll know soon."
Lucian turned around, and he heard the call from the communicator - the enemy troops were advancing in their position, and the queue was spread out.
"Get the tankers ready, Captain."
"Yes, sir."
Kent saluted, then turned to get the armored battalion moving.
Lucian Hilos stared into the distance and saw fire flickering under the mountain in the distance.
The enemy has arrived——
boom! ! !
Amidst the roar of artillery fire, the troops acting as the enemy launched a fierce attack after gathering for fifty minutes, with heavy armor and fast motorcycles acting as the vanguard.
This is an iron fist, the purpose is to beat the defender to numbness, and then the infantry will launch a charge, slamming the defender like a heavy punch, completely destroying the opponent's resistance.
The soldiers playing the role of the enemy, wearing the same armor, left the armored transport vehicle and began to advance ruthlessly towards the defender's position.
Lasers and bullets hammered at the advancing chaos of enemy troops, punching holes in the advancing array but doing nothing to slow it down.
The sparse cannons hurled specially designed munitions at the enemy ranks, knocking them down with flashes and screams.
The enemy tanks joined the battle,
The huge-caliber main guns saw through the defenders' fortifications with the roar.
An entire company of soldiers was evaporated by fire five minutes after the battle began. The officers were barking orders to the only remaining heavy weapons team to kill the enemy tanks.
Subsequently, three guided rockets flew towards the tanks, and one of them fell silent after being hit by two rockets on the side.
The second was dealt with a few minutes later when a melta cannon hit its turret directly.
But these are actually fleeting victories, shining moments in the face of overwhelming odds.
These enemies fight like fanatics,
rushing forward with a mindless, emotionless fervor, like some soulless, mechanical beast.
Lucian finally confirmed his guess. This exercise is to let them face enemies like green skins.
In other words, it is green skin.
He was proud of himself as a warrior, but seeing greenskins on the battlefield meant facing an enemy for whom war was nothing but attrition.
But Lucian didn't want to dance to the beast's war drum.
In the silence, tactical information flashed and scrolled on the data pad in front of him.
Casualty rate, kill rate, predicted results, and a dozen other battlefield data.
The flow of information can even overwhelm several tactical analysis officers, but Lucian is different. Although he is not an Astartes, he is close to an Astartes, and half of his transformation surgery has been completed. .
This means that his abilities are far beyond ordinary people, especially his enhanced brain cognition, which allows him to process this information in a very short time.
When the enemy climbed over the first trench and regrouped to attack the wall again, Lucian waited for the opportunity he wanted.
It is time to retreat.
He picked up the communicator and issued a retreat order.
As each firepower point began to fill the killing area in front of the long wall with heavy firepower, groups of soldiers began to retreat at a smooth rhythm.
Lucian turned around and jumped off the wall to join his command team.
During the previous retreat, his command post was raided and most of the officers were gone, leaving his command team short of manpower.
However, he had already considered this eventuality, so he quickly transferred people from junior officers to fill the vacancies.
Behind them, the enemy finally reached the wall.
As the guards fled, they forced their way over the guard wall.
As the tank battalion started its engines and began to move from the southern exit, Lucian sent a coded pulse signal to the Mechanicus within the vast fortress complex.
Seconds later, a series of controlled explosions destroyed the valley's long walls in a thunderous collapse.
This is nothing more than a delaying tactic.
The enemy will still break through before long, but that's enough for now.
All the tanks moved, and all the armor also moved. The remaining soldiers were put on vehicles, and their mobility was enhanced as never before.
On "The Immortal Pest", Kent looks at Lucian.
“We are almost at the end of our rope.”
He said bluntly:
"Sir, do you have any other plans?"
Lucian did not answer immediately, and the tactical data of casualty ratio scrolled on his data pad.
It's a grim pile of data, but they remain within the parameters set by the predicted engagement conditions, and the overview from Chapter Command filtered through tactical information reveals the enemy's crumbling defenses Extent of damage in fortifications.
“Of course.”
He nodded and replied:
"Now we are going to do something bold."
"Sir, you know me. I will do anything but touch the asses of the Astartes."
Although this is a guy who speaks unscrupulously and is unruly, Lucian just likes the heart shown by him as a captain, and is also very happy to hear this kind of proud aggression in the other person's voice.
"Okay, then, let's all turn! Let's kick each other's butts! The target is the enemy's command post!"
The mechanized troops turned quickly under Lucian's command and remained silent for a long time. The Malcador heavy tank roared eager for battle.
When the first artillery shell fell from the enemy's rear, the enemy's front was quickly shaken. When the tracks of the Makado heavy tank ran over the enemy's command post and "battle flag", the seemingly large number of enemies suddenly disappeared in an instant. Then it fell apart - the command post declared their victory.
After the victory, Lucian stood by the turret of the tank, looking at the smoke-filled battlefield, feeling extremely excited.
This is just a drill, but the real war is not far away.
He longed to truly defeat the enemy on the battlefield and use his armor to crush the enemy's dirty corpse.
(End of this chapter)