Chapter 956 The 10th Company in Action
Haomo checked the communication frequency, but he only heard static signals. All signals were blocked between the ionization effect of the atmosphere and the thick shell of the assault module. After landing, Previously, he had been unable to speak to Armin, the company commander.
The turbulence during re-entry rose to a hair-raising climax and continued for three and a half minutes until a warning icon appeared on the display - the thrusters started.
Technical sergeants have programmed the drop pods in case there is a significant air defense threat over the drop zone.
“The shock was like being kicked from behind by a giant.”
This is how someone described their current situation.
When the thrusters ran at full speed for a full three seconds, until the point of impact, a deafening roar sounded from beneath their feet.
Haomo felt another much smaller vibration, and heard a faint tearing impact, followed by a series of small and sharp impact sounds that echoed on the shell of the drop cabin, and finally it stopped .
The monitor went blank at first, flashing urgent red.
"Unlock!"
Hauma yelled into the team channel before slamming his fist into the drop pod's quick release.
The hydraulics let out a hiss and a puff of hot air as the hatch unfolded in front of him, then stopped at about a 60-degree angle.
The hydraulic system kept whining, almost changing the volume of the drop bay before a safety interlock activated and aborted the process.
Haoma felt that the deck under his feet was tilting a little. He roared in annoyance, took a step forward, and stepped on the hatch panel with one foot.
He heard the crackling of masonry, the hatch bounced slightly, and then dropped another 0.5 degrees.
Acrid smoke and heat began to seep into the interior of the reentry module, and Haumo heard cursing on the channel as other team members tried to squeeze out of the drop pod.
So he grabbed the door frame with one hand and the edge of the ramp with the other, climbed down from the drop cabin, and immediately saw what was happening.
The airborne capsule landed on a multi-story building, penetrating at least four or five floors like a bullet, and finally stopped in the dilapidated basement of the building.
The weak sunlight filtering through the gaping hole upstairs was almost obscured by the growing smoke - the thrusters ignited the upper floors of the building.
The other two drop pods have been fully opened, but the Haomo one is unfortunately blocked by piles of debris. The Oscar brothers have already got out and are trying to drag the heavy explosive bomb out of the cabin. .
At this time, Robin came to Hao Mo's drop cabin. When he carefully stepped on the rubble, his powerful arms stretched above his shoulders and made a weak whine.
“Get out of the way!”
He yelled, then opened his strong arms.
Then, with the sound of masonry grates and the groan of metal, the airborne cabin slowly stood upright from a slight tilt, and the hatch was finally able to open.
"Well done, brother,"
Hao Mo came out and patted the champion swordsman on the shoulder as he spoke.
"We have to find a way out."
Hauma gave his order to his squad, and the Astartes took action.
Within seconds, the Tenth Company climbed a fallen piece of ceiling to reach the first floor of the building, flaming debris falling like a meteor shower onto the armor among the Astartes, small shards It fell down with a splash without hurting them.
Although the recruits have not yet worn power armor, the scout armor they wear is different from the norm. It uses part of the technology Soshyan obtained from Armageddon, which is somewhat similar to a large Stormtrooper. The armor also adopts a fully enclosed design.
Back on the ground, Haoma drew an oracle from his belt.
“Where are we?”
Oscar stretched his head and took a look
“We are less than five hundred meters away from the enemy’s stronghold, and the enemy has probably discovered it.”< br>
“Then what are you waiting for? Let’s go quickly.”
Homo took another look at the glowing readout and nodded. The Astartes didn't bother fumbling for the doorway - when they encountered a wall they punched quickly through the flimsy partition. After a while, the team saw a large hazy light ahead.
They had entered the outskirts of the fortress and came to the street outside. The ground was covered with raindrops of glass fragments and dirty gray smoke.
The Tenth Company was walking on a narrow street that ran roughly east-west. As far as they could see, the road was littered with piles of rubble and charred corpses.
Most of the buildings facing the street were reduced to rubble by artillery shells. Their facades were blackened by small arms flames and riddled with craters. A damaged six-wheeled transport truck fell dozens of meters to the right of the team. , the tires are still burning.
The air echoed with the crackle of weapons fire and the clang of firing pins, and the ominous whistle of shells whizzing overhead.
Suddenly, the roar of the engine echoed on a narrow cross street only 20 meters away to the left of the team. Haomo immediately recognized the sound: a civilian truck driving very fast. It sounded There are four.
“Prepare for an ambush!”
Hao Mo waved his hand across the street, Oscar then led the team into the houses on both sides, while Robin knelt behind a pile of charred rubble. His team members were close to the left side of the ruins and began to place heavy explosive bombs on the rubble.
Hauma also pulled out his pistol.
The truck reached the corner in seconds and rumbled quickly across the road, heading toward the front a few kilometers to the north.
They are modified personnel carriers equipped with crude automatic cannons. Profanity symbols and bodies tied with chains can be seen everywhere on the vehicles. Thick black exhaust gas is constantly sprayed out from the rear of the vehicles.
Just as the first troop carrier passed by, one of the recruits raised his melta gun, pointed it at the truck, and pulled the trigger.
The next second, the muzzle of the gun released a high-intensity microwave, converting the metal shell of the vehicle into superheated plasma. The fuel tank of the personnel carrier exploded with an earth-shattering thud. In an instant, the entire vehicle was destroyed. Blast to pieces.
A second later, the heavy blaster fired, blasting the last truck with a hail of fire.
The bullets ripped out the vehicle's casing, gouged its solid tires, and penetrated the personnel carrier's fragile armor plating, wreaking bloody havoc on those huddled inside.
Soon, the car staggered to a stop, with thick smoke billowing from the small holes in the side.
The two cars in the middle turned to the left, trying to avoid the burning wreckage of the lead vehicle and escape the ambush circle. The vehicle's automatic cannon tilted to the right and fired a barrage of high-explosive shells, blasting more holes in the burned-out building.
The heavy bolter round changed its target, but this time the shot was fired at a slightly higher angle, hitting the vehicle's small turret, tearing it apart.
The automatic cannon shells exploded in the heat wave, emitting an angry red light, causing the entire vehicle to suddenly lose speed.
The third truck was traveling too fast, unable to stop, and rear-ended the damaged vehicle, spinning it 90 degrees to the right and nearly flipping it over.
“No one shall be left alive.”
As the panicked squad of cultists tried to escape the wrecked car, the recruits killed them with a flurry of bolter fire.
Haoma calmly observed the massacre and the reaction of each recruit.
Most people seemed slightly excited.
At this time, the company communication channel suddenly sounded.
"All troops report their positions and conditions."
This is Armin's voice.
Hauma pulled up a map of the landing zone on his tactical display and checked his coordinates.
"Company Commander, we are in good condition. All three teams landed successfully, although it was a bit unexpected."
"Very good, now wait for the order."
"Yes."
Hauma replied while sending their coordinates.
(End of this chapter)