Chapter 957 Infiltration Attack
In less than a minute, Armin arrived at the scene with three people.
They then compared the coordinates with the tactical map and found that they were only about one kilometer away from the target, which was completely acceptable.
"The enemy's reinforcements have been coming along the street from this direction."
"Ignore them for now."
Armin waved his hand.
"We have to go west, and we must get there before the fortress falls."
All the captains nodded, and then Armin gave a speech to the recruits.
"Everyone, prepare for action and stay alert. We don't have a pharmacist here. Anyone who loses will have to endure it."
The team stood up from the bunker without saying a word. , walking west along the street, their bolters looking for targets in the surrounding ruins.
The Oscar brothers walked in front together, and Robin and three other team members were at the end of the line.
Farther away, the gray walls of Explorer's Fortress towered above the smoking ruins. Beyond that formidable barrier, orange and black smoke hung heavily over the entire complex. It gives people a nightmarish feeling.
Haoma smiled bitterly in his helmet, this didn't seem like a place worth dying for.
The Tenth Company rushed along the narrow streets towards the southern stronghold of the fortress, killing as many rebels as possible along the way to relieve the pressure on the defenders.
The sounds of battle between the Astartes Squadron and the Chaos Rebels echoed through the ruins, growing in intensity as the enemy began to react to the danger in their midst.
Not only did the vibrations of autocannons begin to appear in the air, but the roar of bolters could also be heard.
"Take the next bend and turn south."
Armin shouted to the recruits.
"The enemy's fire point should be four hundred meters further from the intersection, somewhere on the left."
"Roger that."
The Oscar brothers ran to the corner and leaned their backs against a burned-out storefront, bolters slung across their chests.
Then Zod slipped to the top of the wall and looked out from the corner.
"There are two Chaos Space Marines on guard at the top of the building."
Zod's sign language clearly told everyone the situation ahead.
Armin then made a gesture, and the two recruits immediately took out the armor-piercing rocket launchers carried on their backs, walked around to the buildings on both sides, and aimed through the windows at the Chaos Space Marines on alert on the roof.
Phew——
Two seconds after the rocket was launched, two black-armored Chaos Space Marines disappeared into a blizzard composed of gravel and steel structure fragments.
Billowing dust and smoke surrounded the intersection and billowed down the street towards the other team members.
The team reflexively spread out to find cover, some huddled behind piles of rubble, or clung to the walls of buildings.
In less than a minute, Haoma emerged from the smoke, his armor covered with brown dust.
"There's another guy here who's breathing."
He found a guy who wasn't dead in the ruins, so he dragged it out and placed it next to the broken porch.
Armin also stood up from the bunker and trotted forward to look.
Hao Mo reached out and fumbled with the helmet of this Black Legion heretic. One side of the ceramic helmet was partially crushed, the right eye was shattered and torn from crown to neck.
“Hey, let’s take a look.”
Haoma threw the broken helmet across the street. The impact on the skin of this guy's right face left deep scars, and even the bones were peeled off in some places. His right eye was already a pool of blood, although Astartes had It has super self-healing ability, but wounds of this level are not easy to solidify.
More importantly, one of his legs was blown off. The recruits gathered around and looked at the heretics on the ground curiously. This was their first close look at the rebels.
“His face is covered in disgusting tattoos.”
“Kill him!”
"No, his limbs should be cut off and thrown to the roadside to die!"
The Chaos Space Marine glanced blankly at the Imperial Space Marines surrounding him and blinked his good eye.
“Oh, bastards of the Corpse Emperor.”
The heretic in the pool of blood gasped contemptuously:
“I will wait for you in hell.”
Armin stepped on the opponent's face, crushed the intact part into the dust, and said in a deep voice:
"Heretical wild dog of the Black Legion, repent, and I will give you a good time."
“Never—no!”
With a pop, the opponent’s head exploded like a fruit on the sole of Armin’s boot.
He turned around, looked at the recruits and said:
"Remember, there is no mercy when treating the enemy, but correspondingly, we are not perverted butchers. Cruelty and torture are meaningless to us and will only poison our hearts."
"Yes!"
“Keep moving forward and expand the warning area.”
It took the team members ten minutes to pass through the partially collapsed buildings. The Oscar brothers rummaged through the rubble to find a way out. In some places they still Damaged structural supports will be reinforced so teams can continue without collapse.
They walked through a narrow, filthy alley and entered the shell of another building.
The building almost completely collapsed, and the Astartes had to crawl through huge piles of rubble to reach the other side.
At this time, Armin heard the rumble of the engine idling and the sound of commands coming from the distance.
He walked to the top of a pile of rubble near the far corner of the building and squatted down, with Robin and Homo beside him, looking out from the top of the pile.
At this time, their armor was covered with dust and was almost invisible against the background of the ruins. Instead, the enemy's position could be seen from the high broken window frames in the corners of the ruins.
A black and gold Chaos Predator tank was parked in the center of another intersection, its sides surrounded by debris, with four armed trucks behind it in a loose formation and on either side of the street Bunkers were deployed.
At the other corner of the intersection, there stood a dilapidated tower with a large hole on one floor, and the flames greedily devoured the hole.
This is the stronghold in the southern part of the fortress.
"Oscar, have your men prepare the melt, others, wait for orders."
Although the Tenth Company is a recruit company, due to the adjustment of the structure of the Astral Knights, they also have the ability to The armament and firepower of a tactical company in general, especially the relatively portable plasma and melta weapons.
Brother Oscar climbed out of the rubble. Behind him were two recruits holding melta guns, aiming at the side of the tank.
The rest of the team climbed the slope, weapons at the ready.
Then, the two melters glanced at Oscar and nodded.
"Fire!"
The two melta guns let out a hissing, steaming scream at maximum afterburner, before the swirling stream of heat hit the Predator tank on the side and next to the fuel tank.
For an instant, the molten armor steel plates and tracks were spinning in the air. Half of the body of a Chaos Space Marine standing next to the Predator was melted in an instant, and then Armin stood up suddenly.
"For the Emperor!"
With a loud cry, the angels loyal to the Golden Throne climbed down from the rubble and rushed out from their hiding places, their bolters roaring.
The cultists fell to the ground one after another, and the three black legion heretics who were first set on fire were "taken care of" by more than a dozen guns. They were killed before they had time to resist, and the remaining mortals The servant's light armor was unable to withstand such firepower.
(End of this chapter)