Chapter 666 Dark Moment
“Everyone, please pay attention to see if there are any other leads.”
Hartman warned, and took advantage of the situation to put a dirty wisp of hair on the back of his head. Brown hair was tucked under the helmet.
After a few minutes of observation, he found that there was nothing unusual, so he said softly:
"Let's keep walking. If there were really green skins nearby, they would have come towards us long ago. , this low-level trap should have been prepared a few weeks ago.”
Everyone nodded in agreement. Although they were tired and hungry, no one wanted to stay in this area full of traps.
So the team began to move forward cautiously again. This time, Hartmann took the lead, Lunante and Epirus were beside him, and Vannis and Glass were responsible for looking after the rear.
“Where are we, sir?”
Soon after, Epirus began to complain again, his eyes constantly scanning the ground as he walked in case he encountered any other leads.
"It stands to reason that since we are so far away from the defense line, we should encounter someone."
"Can't you do something else?"
Lunante interrupted him.
“Save some energy.”
Ipilus looked at him in displeasure and fell into silence behind him.
The mist rising from the ruins turned the air white and eerie, and the path everyone walked became steeper and steeper, as if they were trekking on a mountain path. .
Suddenly, Hartman quietly stretched out his hand to signal the team to stop and not move. After waiting for a few minutes, he turned around and started talking softly to everyone.
"The shelter ahead is starting to become sparse. We need to be careful. We may step into the greenskin camp at any time. It is impossible to say where their range of activities has changed."
They crawled in the forest quietly like ghosts, minimizing the possibility of being discovered.
Suddenly, accompanied by a gunshot, there was a scream in the darkness about fifty meters away, followed by Glass's voice.
“Greenskins!”
the recruit shouted with unquenchable fear.
"Disperse!"
Hartman gave the order, and everyone took up their weapons and hid in the bunker, trying to distinguish the green skin's figure from the vast darkness.
Then the laser gun rang out again, then another shot, and then everything fell silent.
Something was moving in the darkness, something big, quite big.
In the book "Imperial Infantry Advanced Manual", there is a section called "Patrol and Ambush", which describes in detail how to use the bayonet correctly for silent killing.
There are also illustrations inside, and Hartman clearly remembers that the picture shows how an Imperial Guard soldier uses a bayonet to kill a greenskin.
The green skin in the picture is about 1.2 meters tall, has a big belly, and is ridiculous.
But now he is sure that the green skin is neither 1.2 meters tall, nor potbellied, nor is it funny.
Greenskins are terrifying.
Suddenly, Hartman saw something and raised his weapon - the visibility in the dark was only about ten meters, but a fully grown greenskin was not difficult to find.
He discovered that it was slowly walking through the ruins, holding what he thought could be called a homemade heavy logging gun.
The thing was crudely made and looked like it was casually welded from scrap metal. Moreover, to Hartman’s disbelief, the weapon was spray-painted in a shiny red color. A huge drum-shaped ammunition box was attached to it. Although it was a bit incredible, Hartman had no doubt about the effectiveness of this weapon.
Because in the past few months, more than 3,000 people in their entire regiment were killed or wounded by such weapons.
As soon as he raised his gun, the greenskins spotted them.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !
The greenskin roared and fired before trying to aim. This gave Hartman a gap to bury himself in the dirty mud at his feet to avoid it.
The sound of the green-skinned weapon was deafening, and the thing jumped up and down like a living thing in the rough green hands, but as mentioned before, its power was not simple.
Clatter--
The large-caliber bullets poured out crazily from the gleaming logging guns, whizzing across the heads of the team and shattering the remaining walls. .
Lunengte lay on the ground and fought back with all his strength, but missed.
Hartman noticed that there was a long laser gun burn mark on the green skin's left shoulder, which was where Glass had hit it before, but it seemed that the injury did not affect its movements at all.
Suddenly, the gunfire stopped.
With an annoyed growl, the greenskin hurriedly took cover and reloaded ammunition. Hartman realized that the opponent was also surprised by this encounter, so he immediately got up and ran to the flank and tried to outflank him. Others kept firing to cover my movement.
When the greenskin's terrifying logging gun roared again, Hartman just got into a collapsed iron shed roof. He fired from that position and gave the beast a slap on the back. Shoot hard.
The green skin had no protection on its back, and the laser burned through its skin, making it very angry and spinning around in circles waving the logging gun that was still firing. Bullets suddenly flew into the sky, and Hartman was so frightened that he quickly fell to the ground.
The green skin bent over and roared, being seriously injured but still unable to die. Although Hartman knew that the green skin was indeed very durable, this was a bit too fierce.
Lunengt fired again, which also elicited a deafening response, the huge weapon spraying tongues of fire.
Suddenly, with a harsh noise, it jammed.
Hartmann seized this moment and jumped out of hiding.
“Kill it!”
Everyone focused their fire on it and shot it wildly, beating it to pieces in one breath.
"Target cleared."
After taking several deep breaths, Hartman finally spoke out, and everyone leaned forward.
"It's getting quieter."
Hartman just nodded in agreement with Lunante's words.
The greenskin's firearms are so loud that they can be heard within three miles, but now even the sound of the laser gun can't be heard.
Everyone took this opportunity to replace the laser gun with a new energy box.
“This place is very dangerous, we must move immediately.”
Vannis stopped suddenly and put a hand on Hartman's arm to stop him.
"Wait, I heard something coming from over there."
Hartman turned around and heard footsteps, so he immediately raised his gun.
Boohoo!
In the darkness, three sharp screams suddenly sounded. After Hartmann was stunned for a moment, he immediately responded with a whistle, only five whistles.
"Oh my god, I didn't expect to meet any living people here."
Soon, a group of soldiers came out of the darkness, about twenty people.
"Which army are you from?"
"We are from the 537th Infantry Regiment."
The leading regiment was stunned for a moment when they heard this number.
"Well, weren't you guys wiped out ten days ago?"
Hartman resisted the anger of punching the opponent in the face and whispered:
"That's almost it."
The other party also noticed his gaffe and waved his hand.
“Sorry, brother, I was just saying casually, how many of you are left?”
"They're all here."
"Well, it seems that your situation is not good. There have been quite a few troops like yours that have withdrawn here and there in the past few days. Some are hundreds of people, some are few. More than a dozen of them all escaped after the camp fell. We can encounter them every day when we patrol, but there are almost none of them recently. Maybe you are the last batch. This patrol should also be the last one. The number of greenskins is getting bigger and bigger. "More."
Hartman immediately understood the mystery in the other party's words.
“Were many positions lost at the same time?”
“The entire Rust Area was lost, with dozens of regiments trapped inside.”
"Why is it so sudden?"
The other party pointed to the ground.
“The situation there is even worse.”
Hartman nodded clearly.
"Okay, let's not say so much. You have just exchanged fire with the greenskins. It is expected that reinforcements will be attracted soon. Let's withdraw quickly."
"Is the 39-12 defense zone okay?"
"I can only say it's not that bad, but I can't say it's good."
Afterwards, Hartman and his party left the place with the patrol, but The defense battle of Hades's nest has just entered its darkest moment——
(End of this chapter)