Chapter 1088 A Coincidence
The sound of gurgling water almost drowned out the sounds of distant battles, but could not block the thunder of orbital bombing further away.
Tosin walked along the stones covered with black moss, beneath him was a pool of water shrouded in shadow.
A series of water droplets fell from the edge of the moss about thirty meters high, causing a splash of water on the surface of the pool. This gloomy place was as damp and dark as a summer night.
Suddenly, he heard noise coming from the top of the waterfall, but there was no cover here, so the Catachan veteran immediately jumped into the pool upon seeing this.
The water was up to his neck, and he raised the rifle with one hand to ear level, just a few feet above the water.
Then he moved with unparalleled precision between the shadows of the rocks, moving carefully behind the foam stirred up by the waterfall.
Several shadows move on the high rocks, maybe twenty enemy soldiers.
At this distance, he could smell the enemy's rough, ugly, beast-like scent. At the same time, a low, rhythmic voice from the helmet communicator came to his ears, which sounded strange. language, but he was glad he didn't understand it at all.
Tosin felt himself becoming afraid - this was not fear of the enemy, nor fear of death, but fear of the enemy's hateful nature.
The surrounding water was so cold that his limbs were almost frozen, but hot sweat remained on his face.
The enemy troops left soon after
Toshin waited for two minutes just to be sure. Then he slowly climbed out of the pool and quietly moved forward in the direction from which the enemy troops came.
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On the other hand, facing the enemy’s fierce firepower and the unfavorable terrain of the muddy lake area, Sanjay felt unwillingly and had to lead his troops retreat.
The enemy's firepower was several times greater than their own, and even their troops were almost surrounded by the enemy. Therefore, the Catachans quietly and quickly retreated into the woods, preparing landmines and improvised explosives for the enemy on the way back.
“The enemies are as dense as flies.”
Sanjay shouted to Stryker over the radio.
“There are too many of them, and their will to fight is very determined
After a brief radio communication, the platoon commanded by Sanjay immediately went to a line defended by the platoon commanded by Stryker. At the broad creek.
At this time, Stryker was directing the soldiers to advance slowly, heading towards the other side of the river guarded by the enemy.
The enemy troops chasing after Sanjay triggered the explosives, and violent explosions echoed in the woods. Stryker suddenly cursed secretly.
According to common sense, this dense jungle terrain could have given the Catachan troops who are good at sneaking and hiding a great advantage. However, the enemy troops are as dense as iron powder in the woods and are everywhere.
And although the enemy troops are fighting independently, this also means that the enemy troops have been scattered into countless small units around, making it difficult to judge their location and direction.
Even the Catachans don't like the chaos in the jungle.
The adjutant leaned out of the bunker and started shooting. Gunter was crawling beside him, waving for Sanjay to come over quickly.
The black python Sanjay quickly crossed the open area regardless of the broken bark and leaves flying towards him.
In Stryker's eyes, Sanjay's body covered with broken bark and leaves looked like the old man of the jungle who would appear at the hometown festival, which made people laugh——
Thinking of this , Stryker was stunned.
Hometown? What the hell is going on in his mind?
In a hail of bullets, Sanjay quickly squeezed his huge body into the small bunker.
"Sir?"
Strike took out a data pad from the pocket of his fur coat, and then inserted it into the slot at the bottom of the communicator carried by the signal soldier.
After that, he entered his password on the small keyboard of the communicator. After a moment, the main combat data transmitted from the remote command vehicle slowly appeared on the data board display.
In order to quickly grasp the battle situation, Stryker chose a complete tactical map that can show the entire battlefield.
The Catachan 183rd Regiment scattered near Mount Olympia was shown to be a slender and fragile line. On both sides of the Mount Olympia front, Cadian's heavy infantry regiments and armored forces were engaging in fierce exchanges of fire with the enemy.
With the support of heavy artillery and orbital bombing, the Dark Angels' troops are advancing from the east and have approached the outskirts of Attica. However, the southern defense line where the Kriegs are located has been completely suppressed by the enemy. Slowly slaughtered.
The Black Legion is determined to attack. The Cadians are helping the Kriegs to maintain the front, but the situation is not optimistic.
"Hey, this is too bad..."
"Then we have to see if we can make some difference."
Stryker responded seriously and calmly. He pressed the button, and the status of each unit of the 183rd Regiment was immediately displayed on the screen.
All platoons were suppressed by enemy fire, but Tosin's platoon did not attack.
"It's up to Tosin now."
At this time, a voice came from Catachan's personal communicator. When he connected, it was an unexpected person. . "Fighters of Catachan, I am Sergeant Abrash Sith of the Ascetic Chapter, and I have been ordered to come to support you."
At the same time, the enemy's firepower that was shooting wildly was suddenly suffocated, and a tall green figure emerged from the depths of the jungle.
When the other party approached, Stryker was stunned, because it was a very Catachan face.
There is a vertical scar on the square face without a helmet, which is very similar to the claw mark of the Catachan demon. It is well hidden by the camouflage paint, and he has short to medium hair.
And in his hands, he was still holding several bloody heads, and some of the heads still had broken spines at the end.
He looked at Stryker, then nodded, pointed to the right, and made a gesture with a clear meaning.
"Attack!"
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On the other end, under the leadership of Tosin, the third row carefully bypassed a hidden place. A waterfall cascades down from the moss-covered rocks above the reservoir.
Tosin spread out the platoon and had the soldiers walk across the pool from both sides.
A soldier stopped, picked up something from the ground and showed it to Tosin.
This is a laser gun battery, but it's not Imperial.
"The enemy has passed here."
At the other end of the pool, another soldier stopped and turned his head to look at Tosin.
"Head, do you smell that smell?"
Tosin frowned.
"The jungle smells different than it did at first."
Then he scratched his nose, like he didn't trust his sense of smell.
The dense vegetation in front of Tosin now seems to have become deeper and more like the wetland jungle in his hometown.
"We continue to move forward. I have a hunch that what we are looking for is right ahead."
The three rows moved along the stream. After walking for about ten minutes, they were in the low trees. Tosin, who was behind, noticed the situation ahead.
The trees were scorched, some were even uprooted, and the ground was littered with corpses.
He moved forward slowly and carefully, carefully observing the corpses along the way.
The deceased were all heavily armed Chaos soldiers. They wore laminated black military uniforms, iron armor on key parts, and their helmets were decorated with horrific symbols.
Those symbols gradually made his eyes dry, so he stopped looking at the corpse.
There is nothing here but Chaos Soldiers.
They seemed to have died from the impact, but he did not hear the sound of the shelling, which was puzzling.
At this moment, a soldier who was conducting dispersed reconnaissance roared on the communication channel.
“Look what I found!”
Tosin hurried over and saw some magnificent stone buildings in front of them. They looked very ancient, and more importantly, in Among those buildings, there was a purple door with an ominous aura.
He immediately realized something, so he shouted excitedly to the correspondent:
"Tell the colonel that we have found the target!"
At this moment, a noise that seemed far away sounded.
“Damn it, boss, don’t touch my thigh!”
“Fuck! It’s your finger that stuck in my nostril!”
I saw the purple door flashing. , then three figures rolled out of it in a ball, and a fourth, more normal one, walked out two seconds later.
Then the man turned around suddenly, pulled out a long black knife from his waist, cut off a tentacle extending from the door, and then threw something like a grenade back to the side of the door.
With a roar and bright light, the portal disappeared.
The three people on the ground struggled for a long time to get away from each other. When they raised their heads, dozens of guns had surrounded them.
The big bald man who had already picked up the machete saw that it was a soldier wearing an imperial uniform. He decisively dropped the weapon, then raised his hands high and said with a smile:
"Brother, eat... Are you gone?”
(End of this chapter)