Chapter 967 Smart Head
To reach Fortress No. 7 from the landing point, you need to pass through a steep canyon full of coral-colored rocks.
Wisps of fluorescent dust are licking the edge of the canyon. Although it is close to the sea, due to the influence of chaos on the planet's environment, the land is still cracked and dry. At a glance, the field of vision is filled with wide and collapsed rocks mixed with quartz. sand dunes.
Of course, death is also inevitable.
Everywhere is a white substance that has been bleached or baked, like bones that have been exposed to the sun for many years.
Seeing this, the Cadian people are not surprised, because most of the environment on the Cadian planet is like this. This is the evil result of the power of chaos, and it is also something they hate and must eradicate.
Hundreds of armored vehicles of various types are driving at low speed on the path of red rocks like a group of industrial monsters. The vertical exhaust pipes are constantly coughing out blue exhaust gas. The armored cabs are constantly moving as the vehicles move forward. Swinging, the numerous fog lamps mounted on the fenders, radiator grille and spiked bumper look like the eyes of a monster, smiling.
The Cadian 99th Mechanized Infantry Regiment has 9 infantry companies, each of which has 8 Chimera armored vehicles, 2 Cerberus tanks and 2 Buffalo armored vehicles.
At the same time, the regiment also has a reconnaissance company equipped with 8 Sentinel mechas, an artillery company equipped with 3 basilisk self-propelled artillery and twenty mortars, and an engineer company equipped with At least 10 Bison armored vehicles.
From a organizational point of view, it is almost the best that the Astra Militarum Infantry Regiment can achieve.
Therefore, during the march, they were not very worried about the appearance of the enemy, or they were eager for the enemy to come to their doorstep.
Colonel Dro Acat was sitting in his command vehicle, using the data pad to check the latest combat briefings, while the driver was struggling with the vehicle's bulky half-moon steering wheel.
There were several people including a chaplain, a correspondent, and a medic in the car. The chaplain was sitting in the passenger seat and looking out of the cab window.
The two of them were sweating profusely in the heat of the engine under their feet. The driver then put down the armor plate covering the windows and opened the metal vents, hoping to let the cool breeze outside blow away the heat in the room, but at this time It was as high as 40 degrees outside the car, and everything was almost scorched.
Occasionally, the engine would spurt hot oil from the gasket and toward the two of them through the grille at the front of the cab.
Unless they have been specially modified, the Empire's vehicles rarely have air conditioning. After all, for the Ministry of Military Affairs, it is a common practice to save what can be saved, and the Mechanicus do not consider the idea of human-machine efficiency. After all, in their In the concept, the high temperature that servitors can endure should also be tolerated by normal people.
The priest leaned back on his worn leather seat and looked up at the hatch on the ceiling of the cab.
"Is that Ogryn still up there?"
The driver nodded while turning the steering wheel. The two of them were used to the violent shaking and shaking of the truck.
“Maybe you are still leaning on the hatch like a dog and leaning out to enjoy the baptism of the strong wind.”
"I'm too hot."
Suddenly, the huge body of the Ogryn guard Golden Tooth climbed down from the ladder at the top hatch and directly intervened in the conversation between the two.
Most Ogryns cannot express their thoughts well, but there are also smart individuals among them, and these individuals will either become the "smart heads" who lead the Ogryn team, or they will become officers. bodyguard.
Everyone agrees that Ogryns are excellent bodyguard candidates because they are loyal, determined, and difficult to defeat.
In this position, Ogryn has only one mission, to protect target officers, whether they put themselves in the line of fire or slaughter all enemies that come close to them to achieve this goal, they are invaluable in combat 's guardian.
Among the Astra Militarum officer class, it is an honor to be protected by an Ogryn bodyguard. Under normal circumstances, Ogryn will form a commando team or an interception team. Senior officers cannot force an Ogryn to work for themselves. Only these The clumsy demi-humans focus on a specific human for unknown reasons, especially when that human shows kindness to them, he will voluntarily become that person's guardian, and this bond is unbreakable.
For example, when Colonel Dro Acat was still the company commander, he braved artillery fire to rescue Da Jinya, who was serving as the rear guard, from the pile of corpses. The two formed an unbreakable friendship.
The huge Oglin made the already narrow passenger compartment even more crowded. Standing at the back of the cab, he had to firmly hold on to a railing to support himself when the vehicle bumped.
It's not that he is unsteady, but that all Ogryns are born with claustrophobia, and staying in a small cabin will make them very uneasy.
“But it’s not very cool outside, and it smells bad in my nose.” Big Gold Tooth complained.
“The weather is also terrible.”
“It’s terrible, this place has been abandoned by the Emperor.”
The driver muttered a disrespectful word.
“What did you say?”
The priest on the side turned his head and asked keenly.
At this moment, his originally thin eyes were as sharp as a judge's.
The driver was so frightened that he didn't move. He glanced at the colonel in the rearview mirror, who was still looking at the data pad.
And Oglin seemed to be aware of the movement in the cab, and stuck out his head curiously
The huge body is intimidating, and he is afraid of angering this giant and causing him to unconsciously release his terror. strength.
"I...I didn't say anything."
"No, you did. You said something bad about the God Emperor."
"I seemed to have heard it too. ”
The driver slowly turned his head to face the huge Ogryn.
"Golden Tooth, don't get involved blindly. I don't mean any harm, I'm just kidding."
"So those are bad words."
"Yes...yes, but it's just a joke."
"Forget it."
The colonel raised his head and said calmly Said:
"Just treat it as an unintentional mistake this time. After the war, you will receive ten lashes and keep your big mouth in check. You have to be lucky that the political commissar is not here this time, otherwise I will not be able to protect you."
The pastor sat back in his chair, and the driver smiled bitterly, realizing what a complete fool he was.
The convoy continued to move towards Fortress No. 7, and was only ten kilometers away from its destination.
The Cadian 99th Mechanized Infantry Regiment rumbled through a wide crack and began to cross an open wasteland, the heat of the ground distorting the horizon ahead.
A Bison armored vehicle walked at the front of the team. The soldier operating the twin automatic cannon on the roof was smoking. His nose was covered by the forward cloak to prevent wind and sand, and he also wore heat-insulating goggles. .
At this time, a motorcycle parked next to the truck, and then the rider pulled down his dust mask and coughed out the sand that poured into his throat.
"Do you feel anything?"
He turned back to the gunner on the roof of the car and said.
“I feel like there are people all around us watching us.”
(End of Chapter)