Chapter 1789 The Longest Day (5)
Hayes witnessed such a horrific death for the first time. His heart was pounding. Could this be their fate?
The whole army was wiped out and no one survived.
Though their skin is now gray and their eyes are sunken, their victims were once flesh and blood like him, wearing the uniforms of the Astra Militarum.
Hayes's eyes scanned the dark scene, and he found that none of the corpses belonged to the enemy. All the dead were Imperial troops. It was as if there was an invisible enemy descending from the sky and marching on them. attacked them.
Although he was far away, Hayes could still see the horrified expressions on the faces of the undecomposed dead. He had never seen such a battlefield. Here, it was as if the wind itself had brought death to the battlefield.
His heart almost jumped out of his chest, a silent terror he had never encountered before.
The young soldier reached for the kettle, but immediately remembered that he was wearing a mask.
Some people lifted up their masks and vomited. Hayes found that they were fine and realized that Hashette might be scaring him, so he also lifted up his masks and retched a few times, and then drank a mouthful of cold water. Clean water.
The cold water made him feel better, but it did not relieve his inner uneasiness. Are they already exposed to the enemy's gun? Could it be that in the shadows around them lurk monsters called heretics?
Hayes could feel the same thoughts brewing in the minds of others, and a sense of uneasiness began to spread in the team, causing the team's progress to slow down significantly.
The veteran company commander looked at the people around him and frowned in disgust. Hayes didn't even know his name yet.
Then he warned everyone in a stern tone.
"If anyone thinks this is the work of some unnatural monster or ghost, please forget it now, these people were killed by swords and bullets, and they also killed many enemies before they died, But the battlefield has been specially cleaned. The heretics are doing this to make us uneasy. This is their old tactic, intimidation and threats. Don't let them succeed. You are Imperial soldiers. Find the courage within you."
Soon, the two teams arrived at the attack line almost at the same time. They were more than 800 meters apart from each other. In front of them was the enemy's trench. The company commanders squatted in front of the team and commanded with gestures. The soldiers formed a loose infantry line behind them. .
Hayes was squatting in the second row of the team. He looked at the rolling firefighting area, which had just been violently devastated by artillery fire. Even the high temperature of the explosion still remained on the ground, causing everything to smoke and making the entire battlefield more intense. Visibility is much lower.
After waving their arms vigorously, the company commanders began to lead the team to move forward. They took the squad as a unit, part of them moved, part of them covered, and then alternated their identities.
Hayes held the gun and tried to concentrate, but he couldn't help but look at the body on the ground.
The corpses here were hard to identify, but they were also more tragic. They were basically broken into pieces. Suddenly, he made a move with his foot and almost fell down. When he looked down, he almost screamed.
It was a corpse half buried in the soil. The charred skull had no chin. The black eye sockets seemed to be mocking Hayes, and Hayes' feet stepped directly into him. The slippery intestines and internal organs in his stomach almost tripped him. This was too exciting for a 15-year-old boy, so much so that Hayes' brain went blank for a few seconds.
"Let's go, don't stop."
Hashet turned back, reached out and grabbed Hayes' arm, and pulled him to his side.
“Kid, follow me.”
A kind of corpses that Hayes had never seen gradually increased along the way. They wore spiked red armor, and their styles were similar to those of the astral realm. The faces of these people are very similar to those of the military. The faces of these people are very distorted and have evil marks engraved on them. Many of them even cut off their lips to reveal their strong white teeth.
Is this what heresy looks like?
The team gradually crossed the original line of fire, and the officers immediately signaled to stop. The soldiers found their respective bunkers. Hayes was dragged into a pit by Hashet, but immediately he found that he had pressed down on something soft and lowered his head. Look, it's a thigh broken from the root, with the white joints exposed to the torn flesh.
Could there have been someone lying here like him, but a cannonball fell——
Hayes shook his head, forcing himself not to pay attention to this, but to lie down in the pit. On the edge, the water supply station that had been bombed to only a small part and the surrounding ruins stood three hundred meters ahead, as if it could be rushed up with a single charge. At this time, he noticed the class closest to the target. He still had some memories of the squad leader of that class. He was famous in the recruit camp for eating well, and was publicly caned for sneaking into the kitchen.
The man was lying behind a small slope, as if he was saying something, and then raised the laser gun in his hand.
However, before he could shoot, a beam of light shot out of the smoke, knocking his head back, and a clear big hole appeared on his face.
The next moment, everyone roared.
"Enemy found!"
"Get down!"
For a moment, the silent battlefield boiled, and when some soldiers tried to run across the open ground, the mud fell on them As his feet writhed, then distant gunfire opened, and the silent water station burst into flames, signs of heavy weapons fire from within the structure, so that the whole building seemed to be on fire.
Along with the bullets and lasers came artillery shells, which hit the attacker's infantry line very accurately, turning the ground into a boiling cauldron, and many soldiers' bodies were torn into pieces.
Hayes trembled when he saw a soldier from the same battalion was hit in the thigh. When he fell to the ground, he struggled to ask for help from the people around him. When another man wanted to drag him into the bunker, a shell fell to the ground, and the two men All blown to pieces.
As he poked his head out, the blood and mud from the explosion splashed onto Hayes' respirator mask. Hayes turned around and tried to wipe the stain away so he could see again, holding the gun in one hand. , the other hand kept groping and sliding on the smooth surface.
When he finally cleared his vision, a broken arm fell from the air and fell directly between Hayes' legs. He instinctively let out a scream.
“Stop barking.”
Hashet slapped him on the head and kicked the severed arm away.
"Fire, hit!"
"Hit where?"
"Where there is movement, hit!"
"Oh!"< br>
Hayes finally remembered his identity as a soldier. He lay on the edge of the pit and fumbled with the mud-covered laser gun with trembling fingers.
"Open the safety first!"
Hearing the reminder from the side, Hayes quickly opened the safety of the laser gun, then put it on his shoulder and glanced at the fire-breathing machine in front of him. In the undulating outline, you can vaguely see many shaking circles, maybe they are the enemy's heads?
So he aimed at one and pulled the trigger. After firing several times, one of the circles disappeared.
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(End of this chapter)