Chapter 1004 Knocking on the Mountain and Shocking the Tiger
Standard Terra Calendar, 954.M41
Ultimate Star Region, Demeter Sector, Pandora Galaxy, Pain Star
Facing Abaddon During the long-term sit-in war, Soshyan also felt the restlessness of the Dark Angels and other Astra Militarum troops, and knew that if he continued to sit and wait, the friendly forces might not be able to wait any longer.
So he decided to launch a knockout operation, with the goal of weakening the besieged Black Legion and forcing Abaddon to make a decision.
The surrounded Erquisos troops knew nothing about this. In fact, the Chaos Lord still had a sweet dream of a flower blooming in the center.
His idea is very simple. The big plunderer will not abandon them and will definitely launch an attack. When they cooperate inside and outside, they will definitely be able to inflict heavy damage on the imperial troops!
The main force did give him some signals. Although the empire surrounded the entire fortress airtightly and blocked all electromagnetic and psychic signals, Abaddon still passed on some instructions.
The most important one is-
Hold on firmly!
Of course, there is a prerequisite here, that is, they can persist.
Therefore, it was very rare that he ordered to prohibit all attacks without orders. Even small groups of armed reconnaissance were not allowed. He wanted to conserve every bit of strength to prepare for the desired "counterattack".
But it’s hard to say whether the enemy will give him this time.
"Sir, we have lost contact with the team sent to contact the rear. We moved the communicator to the external terrace, but there is still no news. The psychic miasma is getting thicker and thicker. Vargas' Asia The Eye of Space was almost blind, and he reported that there was a fluorescent ghost passing through the fog, but he could not pinpoint it."
Hearing this series of bad news, Erquessos had an idea. A very bad feeling.
"I'm going to the Situation Room and asking the officers to wait for me there."
His adjutant stepped back, bowed and left.
"There is something in the air of this world that makes warriors as weak as water, Thane, they all whimper to me 'be careful' and 'defend', you are a good warrior, I need Your ferocity.”
Sion, the captain of the Berserker Commando, bowed.
"I am honored, my lord, and the Bloodsworn Squad is happy to fight alongside you."
Urquessos nodded after waiting for a moment, letting the berserker's stride away soothe his tense nerves.
When he went to the situation room, almost all the officers were standing quietly in the situation room.
Vargas the Word Bearer lowered his head, the Eye of the Warp cast a shadow.
The adjutant and the captain of the Havoc motorcycle team were pacing, almost circling each other, obviously disagreeing.
Vargas then ordered them to report.
"The slaves are restless and even rioted. Something is going to happen! We must prepare to attack!"
The captain of the Catastrophe Motorcycle Team made a hoarse voice.
"We are the World Eaters, not the Iron Warriors! We should not hide behind the wall, the blessing given to us by the Blood God, the blessing he brings with hatred, fire, blood and pain!"
His armored fingers curled and clenched, as if to grasp the tension of the air.
Equisos listened and hesitated for a moment.
For the first time he felt a strong emotion, a purpose behind the thought that he couldn't identify.
He cannot see as clearly as a wizard, nor can he predict the future like the Word Bearers, but his ten thousand years in the Eye of Terror have allowed him to face all the ebbs and flows of the warp.
Something is nearby, brewing.
Then he raised his battle-axe in silence - its top now like the head of a snarling hound.
"Say, Vargas! Look through these walls: tell me what you see!" "My lord, I... am not sure yet, I see patterns, something is moving... I can't tell ...a thought...an image...rushing air..."
The Word Bearers' voice grew harsh, and the World Eaters interrupted.
"It's obvious enough that the Empire is planning a surprise attack to catch us off guard, isn't it? A quick beheading, how to say?"
Now he actually smiled, feeling the nervousness Instantly disappeared from his back.
"Prepare defense, gather veteran team——"
At that moment, the first plasma jet hit the side of the fortress church, the sound like the sky being torn apart.
The dull roar disappeared into the billowing dust mist, into the groans of the masonry buildings, and into the crazy shouts coming from up and down the hall.
Equisos looked straight ahead and was silent for a long time. Then he jumped onto the terrace, and the others followed him.
They can only stand and wait and watch.
The world has been overrun by enemies. The gently spinning Storm Crow gunships slid down from the sky and passed over the walls of the church. They could even clearly see the mark of the Dark Angel above.
Erquessos could hear the sonic boom when the aircraft launched missiles. Those missiles struck at a staggering speed. Each speeding afterimage silently entered the fortress in an arc formation, and then Sparks exploded on the respective fortifications and buildings, and they rose up and left again when ground fire began to fire.
As if just a few heartbeats later, the fortress has been surrounded by a swarm of Imperial troops. The main part of the team is local militia and Astra Militarum. Among them are speeding Chimeras and roaring heavy tanks. Above, there are Crowded with flocks of thunderhawks and stormrows.
"Counterattack! Counterattack quickly!"
Soon, the Empire's offensive began to receive a response.
Thumping and popping sounds came from the walls as the slaves and cultists moved their heavy weapons, and the tracer bullets' line of fire began to contact the figure wearing green bulletproof armor.
Erquessos stepped towards the edge of the terrace, ignoring the bullets coming from above, only wanting to see fireballs and smoke trails, but he only had time to catch a glimpse before the adjutant pulled him away from the edge.
"My Lord! It's dangerous here! We can't stay!"
"Am I so afraid of death?!"
Equisos cursed secretly, They came close to raising an ax on the lieutenant, but instead a laser beam swept across the terrace, carving into the rock and causing molten rubble to crumble from the wall behind them.
The next second, he nodded solemnly and coldly, and led the team of officers to the bottom of the fortress.
There was noise and chaos in the ruined palace. The slave masters roared and waved their spiked whips, but their charge was not ordered.
Equisos then realized that someone had activated the madness potion prematurely.
The slaves ran back and forth, screaming and waving their clubs. The flames and shrapnel sprayed from the pistols made the hall a wild hell.
Equisos moved through a group of naked and bleeding berserkers, bullets ricocheting off his armor.
"Come with me! When the enemy presses, we will cut through them! Come with me!"
With a command, the World Eaters around him all turned to follow him, their red and black helmets approaching him on the sea of shaking heads of believers.
Rolls and roars mingled with the shouts of mortals; the beastmen followed behind them, and Urqusos grinned toothily behind his visor.
In the name of the Blood God, he will fight for the war.
(End of this chapter)