Chapter 1239 Absolute Firepower
“——This should also be a key corridor for the aliens.”
After listening to Talos’s words, Sablin nodded in understanding and responded:
"Then this place is very critical."
"I called for support, so let's fight for a while, retreat three hundred meters back, reorganize the front, and follow Plan E Organizing Crossfire ”
Soon, the team dispersed according to his order, and the gene thieves took this opportunity to keep running towards them under the cover of the ruins.
At this time, the formation of Space Marines had been reorganized, forming a semicircular position, and then the Terminators took out the second weapon-the rainstorm plasma pistol.
With the scream of plasma tearing through the air, the battle begins again.
As early as when he was a recruit, Bahram vividly remembered the instructor saying that crossfire and close combat formations were the cornerstones of victory.
Although he is no longer the candidate who eagerly studied in the past, he still has to admit that there is some truth in this sentence.
The plasma pistol pulsed slightly in his hand. Although his barrel was already red and his head had a slight headache due to the excessive aiming information from the helmet, the pain was just a small price to pay for victory.
Wave after wave of aliens came at them, just like before, but now they faced a well-organized line of fire.
In previous battles, the terminators were either too dispersed or too concentrated, unable to take full advantage of the terrain and teammates.
Now, they are on an open battlefield and are using weapons that are extremely lethal to densely packed targets. The balance of victory has already tipped in their favor before the first plasma shot comes out.
They turn their enemy's numerical advantage into disadvantage.
Under the baptism of violent plasma, the soldiers of the 11th Company repelled the enemy's attacks time and time again, and the aliens could not even get close to them.
Only a handful of lucky ones rushed to close combat distance, but were quickly cut down to the ground.
Finally, the momentum of the attack weakened, and in the end there was only the sound of the gun barrel cooling and the sound of the alien blood dripping in the darkness.
Thick smoke shrouded the bodies strewn across the ground, and an ominous quiet surrounded them.
Bahram counted the time in his head vigilantly, and finally hummed with satisfaction and put down the gun in his hand.
"They retreated, probably planning their next move."
Taros scanned the battlefield carefully.
"Just now I felt something wandering in the distance, observing us, and now it has left."
At this moment, heavy footsteps sounded, Talos turned his head, I saw Ustad wearing Hades type Terminator and rushing here with the second company - most of the veterans are also Terminators, mainly the Unyielding type.
“It seems that you have encountered many enemies.”
At a glance, Ustad saw corpses all over the ground, estimated to be thousands.
"Ustad, we need to replenish ammunition, and I'll leave it to you here. This place is a transportation node, and those Tyranid bastards might come again."
"Understood. We will defend here."
Ustad said and began to order the soldiers to use flames to clean up the corpses and debris on the battlefield, and at the same time began to deploy a large group of Castellan battle robots they brought. First auction of goods obtained from Lucius).
After handing over the position, Talos led the team back to the starting point. Before leaving, the soldiers also collected some trophies from the battlefield. The new recruits were mainly claws or fangs, which were decorated on their power armor. to show off their combat experience, and veterans often choose a complete alien head - but Talos also reminded them that the Terminator does not belong to them now and will have to be returned to the armory after the war, so do not get it on the armor. There are too many traces.
When we returned to the starting point, the place had changed from the previous darkness and silence to becoming lively and brightly lit.
Various large-scale equipment, including teleportation arrays, have been deployed. Thousands of servants and technical priests are running back and forth among them. Huge containers loaded with supplies and ammunition are piled on both sides of the wall. More than thirty.
"Bahram, you take the recruits to replenish ammunition."
"Yes, company commander."
"Sablin, you go to repair and replenish it yourself. Ammunition.”
"Copy that." "All members are disbanded and wait for my new instructions."
After disbanding the company, Talos took off his helmet and picked up a special Space Marine from the table beside him. A huge cup, and asked the servitor to fill it with real Reka coffee, and then walked to Soshyan who was reviewing the war report.
"Chapter Commander, this is the latest supply list——"
"Chapter Chief, this is the scan data from ten minutes ago——"
"Chapter Commander, this is the latest test report of the cutting section -"
"Chapter Commander, this is the latest development from the Navy, their fleet commander wishes to communicate directly with you -"
"Chapter Commander, this is the support list submitted to each forge world. Lord Dietrian asked me to confirm with you——"
Although I knew that Talos was coming to my side, but Soshyan is now surrounded by a large number of affairs - not that he likes to do it himself, but that no one can share this kind of thing for him. All Space Marines, including Belial, would rather go to the dark to fight with aliens than face them. Such trivial matters.
Before, there was Veronica who could help him with simple things, but this time she was away, and these things were piled on him.
After half an hour of busy work, Soshyan finally finished handling a lot of things, but he knew that the same thing would happen again in a few hours.
“Being a manager is very hard.”
Turning to look at Talos holding the coffee and smiling at him, Soshyan tiredly picked up his own cup, which was already cold. Dropped coffee.
"It's just that the hard work is indescribable. I would rather kill a big demon."
"For you, killing a big demon is much easier than these things."
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Talos asked as he glanced at the tactical map.
"How is the situation."
"It's going well so far. The safe zone has been established. Now Belial is advancing with the Deathwings. I hope he will only advance ten Stop at 1km, I hope he can cooperate. Now the regional structure around the safe zone has been basically cut. Those aliens have no chance to get behind us, so they either choose to block us in front, or choose to retreat and wait for new ones. Opportunity."
"It sounds pretty good. The insects suddenly launched a counterattack. They have obviously realized something."
Taros then briefly described the encounter. Read it again.
After listening, Soshyan nodded.
“Once they lose their original mobility, their numerical advantage will not be worth mentioning in the face of our absolute firepower advantage.”
“But this way our progress will be very slow. .”
Soshiyang smiled slightly.
"Will others be faster? Why not put yourself in their shoes? If you were the leader of this group of aliens, a group of opponents chose to stick together and advance layer by layer, and had superior firepower without any flaws. The other group of opponents is smaller and scattered. What choice will you make? ”
Talos thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Ha, I will definitely look for trouble for those enemies that are easy to deal with first, eat the scattered ones first, and then concentrate on dealing with the grouped ones."
As he said that, he He raised the cup slightly.
“That’s why I agreed to Beria’s request for mercy. I guess we won’t encounter any trouble in the future, but it’s hard to say for others.”
Two The people looked at each other and smiled, then lightly touched the coffee cups in their hands.
"For the Emperor."
(End of Chapter)