Chapter 927 Raptor Assault
“My understanding of the assault team is: they will descend from the sky and descend on the traitor enemies as angels of judgment, letting the jump pack become their wings and the roar of its engine becoming punishment hymn, making the chainsword their scepter of justice. With every blow, its harsh voice sings joyfully, and the strike team will take bloody revenge on heretics, traitors and all xenos who dare to invade the Emperor's territory. So the Strike Teams will become Hunters and Kingslayers, their armor bearing the blood of the vanquished, and all will be proud of their names."
- Codex Astartes. , by Robert Guilliman.
"Hold your weapons, little birds."
Taros's voice echoed in the communicator.
"We're going down!"
As the Thunderhawk cabin door opened, the sky that greeted Bahram was a mess of tracer traces and flames and smoke.
The flames streaked across the sky, the black smoke pouring out of the burning buildings twisted in the wind, the crackling flames hungrily devoured all wooden and stone buildings, the Thunderhawk reduced the emissions generated by the combustion of the engine. The jet began to swoop low into the sky, sliding over the ruins.
Everyone stood up with a bang, and they all had jetpacks on their bodies.
The Eleventh Company is not just a reconnaissance company. If nothing else, at least Talos will not let the Eighth Legion's airborne assault skills disappear in the minds of these recruits.
"Let's go!"
After a roar, Sabourin, who was in the same plane as Bahram, jumped out suddenly. At the same time, his jetpack was ignited the moment he left the hatch, causing him to fall. The posture changed to gliding.
Bahram followed.
At this time, the fortress had basically fallen, and a vast ocean of enemies surrounded the Eleventh Company, but they were obviously unprepared for the sudden appearance of the Astartes, so when the screams resounded through the sky, many who were far away The cultists who were closer were knocked unconscious.
The warriors flew across the burning night sky like birds of prey. The bolters and plasma in their hands kept firing downwards, killing a large number of enemies gathered together.
As the warriors landed and picked up their melee weapons, a mocking voice appeared on the communications network.
"Try not to die here, brothers, I am not in the mood to go to the training ground to change a few sandbags."
Bahram heard that it was Li Lin's voice.
He really couldn't appreciate the special black humor of the 11th Company. He raised his hand and beat the three highly mutated cultists to pieces. The flesh and blood parts that the bomb hit were shattered into pieces.
“Wow!!!”
Suddenly a cultist with extra arms rushed towards him, brandishing an arsenal of combat weapons consisting of sharp mining equipment.
Bahram squatted down to avoid the drill that was as thick as his thigh, pulled out his dagger, and pierced the opponent's mouth full of sharp teeth. The blade penetrated the contaminated man's head without any hindrance. brain.
“Prioritize attacking the enemy commander.”
Sablin always remembered the importance of the mission and started to move while killing several cultists with bolters.
Layers of corpses turned the flat ground into uneven places. They killed many cultist soldiers when they fell to the center of the enemy formation, and those who were some distance away from the landing site were still in the smoke and far away. enemies to fight.
"Little birds, remember, we are not fighting a war of attrition."
Talos repeated what he said during the operational briefing.
"If we must fight a decisive battle, we are doomed."
Like all troops, the Chaos Space Marines, despite their physical modifications and excellent training, are also They would be devastated by the loss of their chain of command on the battlefield, so their primary goal is to destroy the enemy's Chaos Space Marine Commander.
“Landing is no fun, is it.”
Li Lin stabbed a knife into the eye socket of a cultist whose hands were full of tentacles, ending an easy duel with a chuckle.
“No primary target found.”
But Bahram’s
attention was focused on his internal monitor, continuing to track the team’s growing relationship with each other. gap.
"Mor?" he called, but there was no response. Distance and distraction were disadvantages.
Then Bahram stabbed the neck of a cultist who was trying to attack behind him with his sword, but did not cut off his head.
"Mor, answer me."
Bahram kicked away the enemy's body and switched different visual modes to try to find the team on the battlefield.
About ten seconds later, a voice mixed with white noise sounded.
"I'm at your 10 o'clock direction, about three hundred meters."
Moore's voice came.
"The target cannot be confirmed. The fighting here is too fierce."
"I am too far away from the target."
Another voice sounded.
"Same here."
"I'm...a little...busy!"
"Can't see anything, fighting."
Bahram fired a bolter at The piercing drill bits, staggered sword blades, swinging punches, and laser gun fire nets formed a sea of blood and pushed forward.
Suddenly, something hit his helmet. He raised his bolt pistol and fired back in the direction of the enemy fire, destroying whatever threat it was, and then cut off a piece with his sword. The enemy's two arms and ceramic boots stepped on the right half of the other fallen person's body, grabbed the severed limb on the ground and pierced the enemy's lungs.
He almost didn't stop for a moment. While the power sword drew an arc in the air and cut an enemy in half, the bolt gun in his other hand fired three bolts, destroying the weapons of three other enemies. head.
The cultist who was cut off still stretched out his still movable hand to grab Bahram's leg. The Space Marine didn't look at it and directly crushed the opponent's head.
"What a wonderful time!"
Li Lin called to him:
"I feel like we are starting to have similarities."
Bahram didn't even bother to answer him.
He took half a second to glance in the direction of Talos and found that their company commander had run in front of everyone again.
“For the power of darkness!!”
An attacking cultist shouted and rushed forward with a grenade in the air. Bahram directly blew up the opponent’s weapon with a bomb. Head, ignored the explosion and continued moving forward.
Soon, they ran into the true main force of the enemy, the Chaos Space Marines.
Naturally, there was nothing to say on both sides, and there was immediately a hail of bullets.
The number of Chaos Space Marines is about thirty or forty, not much less than the Eleventh Company, but they are all veterans of hundreds of battles, but there is a slight disadvantage that they cannot make up for.
“Kill!!”
Colonel Stryker led the Catachan 183rd Regiment and the remaining militia, and quickly seized several commanding heights with the help of their understanding of the terrain of the fortress. , strafing condescendingly with rapid-fire cannons and heavy explosive shells.
This caused a lot of trouble for the Chaos Space Marines. What was even more fatal was that they did not consider air raids in this attack, so the firepower brought by the Thunder Eagle caused them to lose the first time. heavy.
(End of this chapter)