Chapter 746 The Standing Hades
Standard Terra Calendar, 943.M41
Planet Armageddon, Main Continent, Hades Hive
The shells fell on the position like raindrops, and the impact of the air waves caused almost no inch of soil on the ten-kilometer-long defense line to be solid.
"Commissar Yarick! The enemy's offensive is too fierce! The casualties of all troops exceed half!"
In the temporary command post, a man with a mohawk and a leather jacket, who had obvious characteristics of a hive gang member, was yelling into the communicator.
Even so, his voice is often covered by explosions that are very close at hand.
Subsequently, a strong and steady voice came from the other end of the communicator.
"Your place is the south gate of the upper nest! There is no room for error! I don't want your casualty figures! Where is Meike? Let him answer the call!"
The man's direction communicator, facing left and right Shout:
"Boss Meike! Boss Meike!!"
But no one responded. A few seconds later, a young soldier ran over.
"Sir! Chief Meike has just led the team up personally!"
"Death!"
The boss of the Blood Hook Gang, Meike, jumped into the trench. , trampling on the neck of a grunt in front of him, and the chain sword in his hand roared and slashed towards the enemy.
He nimbly wielded a chainsword in his right hand, and held a brutally sharp hook in his left hand, cutting several enemies in half.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !
Another enemy rushed towards him and tried to swing his sword at him. Meck hooked the enemy's weapon with a hook, and then used his chain sword to blast the opponent's head into blood mist with his backhand.
This is the hardest battle that Meck has ever faced in his life.
In order to hold their position, they had to fight their way through the narrow trenches while repelling the incoming greenskins.
For two weeks, they had at least arrived at the onslaught of more than three million greenskins, and the strength in his hands was only the 10,000 surviving members of the Bloodhook Gang and other scattered troops of 40,000 to 50,000 .
This is a battle that is almost impossible to win. Even he himself has been fighting fiercely for two days and two nights without sleep. His arms and back are already covered with various medicines.
"Boss! Take it easy! There are not many of us in front!"
His bodyguard followed closely behind him, firing at the enemy with a compact automatic shotgun.
The gun originally belonged to the local armory, but now that everyone is a soldier, the armory has become a completely public area.
This bodyguard is also a brave man. He often shoots at a very close distance. His first shot hit the center of the enemy's eyes, and the other shot knocked down the enemy. Before I could get up, I added another haircut to my face.
The soldiers fought in a trench three meters wide and five meters deep. They faced a group of monsters.
“Kill! Kill!!”
Meck, who had been injected with an overdose of drugs, gradually showed signs of losing control. While howling, he used a screaming chain sword to kill Some unlucky Orc was cut in half.
He hit the trench and tripped the young soldiers who were charging after him.
Fumbling around in the muddy trench floor, the boy grabs a laser gun that originally belonged to the dead man.
Just as he raised his gun, another greenskin fired at him from above the trench, but missed.
The boy quickly fired a shot, and the laser hit the enemy's neck. The beast fell down clutching the wound. The boy was unable to dodge, and was crushed to the ground by the weight of the enemy, with his face pressed to the muddy ground. .
Sewage mixed with mud and blood flowed into his mouth. He immediately coughed and tried to jump up, but bumped into Meck.
"Lower your body quickly!"
Meck knocked him to the ground with a slap, and a gang member next to him shouldered a rocket launcher. In the middle of the non-standard precise strike chant, the man pulled the trigger, and the rocket exploded a green armored vehicle that was firing, and a large number of indescribable things turned into countless fragments.
“Kill all the green things!”
Meck was like a sickle, slicing through the enemies that were rushing over.
He was smiling, his body covered with the blood of his enemies, and he was wielding a chainsword, killing quickly.
Beside him, a boy with a muddy face grabbed a laser gun and staggered with the large army. Their goal was to recapture a trench they had just lost.
After arriving at the predetermined location, the soldiers and gang members began to look for bunkers and shoot. For a moment, a burst of fierce laser fire flashed on the battlefield, and the light reflected the cold light of the green leather blades.
Meck suddenly lowered his head and looked at the sixteen-year-old boy. He suddenly stretched out his hand and snatched the gun away, keeping it on the mudguard.
“Do you think you are a warrior?”
"Yes, sir."
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"That's a fart! Little brat, I remember you were in the military band ! Play now, hurry up, let the melody lead us to victory!"
Looking at the commander with blue veins on his face, the boy was a little afraid. He felt that something was wrong with this man, like a drunkard. It's like being a drug addict.
So he tremblingly took out the harp from his backpack, and then played it gently. The sound was like that of a dead man.
Then he started playing, a local folk song.
The young bard left to participate in the war. In the ranks of the dead, you will find him——
He has his father's sword tied to his body, and has a harp and sling on his back.
The land of song, said the brave poet.
Even if everyone in the world betrays you, at least one sword will defend your justice, and at least one person will play the harp and sing your praises.
The poet fell, but the shackles could not take away his pride.
He broke the strings and left in the silence of his beloved harp.
He said, no shackles can taint you, your loving and brave soul, the song is sung for purity and freedom, and the slave's moan will never be uttered!
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This song is often used to liven up the atmosphere in pubs. People often drink to the melody, clink glasses, and bless each other.
When Meck heard the melody, he made a face, raised his head and laughed, stuck a tube of potion in his chest, and then rushed into the enemy group.
The militiamen also began to hum songs, and kept firing their guns, just like sad songs echoing on the battlefield.
Suddenly, a large-scale artillery fire struck, and the boy's body was blown away by the shock wave generated by the explosion in the distance. The explosion directly opened a 20-meter-wide hole, and a large piece of soil also flew with him. Up to heaven.
Afterwards, he was hit hard on the ground and felt dizzy. He instinctively buried his head in the mud, praying to be freed from the nightmare
The boy lay on the dirt for a while and miraculously survived.
When he sat up, he found that everyone else who was charging with him was dead under the gunfire.
Then, the boy heard the horrifying sound of metal crushing soil and corpses. He lay on the edge of the trench and saw some huge barrel-shaped machinery slowly approaching——
(This chapter End)