Chapter 1795 Unique Reinforcements
“For the Emperor!”
“Kill these bastards!”
When the leader led the escort to launch a charge in person, holding a laser Ordinary soldiers with guns also advanced in company units, their bayonets shining, as if they wanted to avenge the death of their comrades.
Although they may not be as skilled as the battle-hardened heretic soldiers, they now have a numerical advantage and a morale advantage. Once the two sides come into contact, they fall into brutal hand-to-hand combat.
However, Hayes, who was in the machine gun squad, did not participate in the fierce fighting, but the cruel scene still shocked him.
Thousands of people are engaged in the most primitive fighting on a front less than two kilometers away, stabbing bayonets into each other's chests, or hugging each other and falling into a pool of mud and blood. Technology seems to have disappeared at this moment. Human beings have returned to the primitive state before the fire was ignited, gouging their eyes, pinching their necks, and even biting them with their teeth. Hayes suddenly understood the true meaning of Hashet's sentence "War will turn people into beasts."
“I underestimated that young captain. I didn’t expect him to have some courage.”
Hashet, who seemed to have finally relaxed, leaned against the bunker and took his trembling hands from his pocket. He took out a crumpled cigarette, then reached out and pressed the cigarette butt against the hot barrel of the machine gun, and a puff of light smoke immediately came out.
After taking a deep breath of cigarette, Hashet seemed to hear something and turned around suddenly. Hayes also looked in the direction he was looking.
I saw a group of people rushing out from the other side of the battlefield.
For Hayes, it was really a group of weird people. Each of them was frighteningly strong. Their upper bodies were almost naked with only simple shoulder armor. Each of them had criss-crossing scars on their body and face, and they were all covered in scars. Their waists, thighs and backs were covered with swords of all sizes. Above their heads, a blue flag was flying outwards.
If it weren't for the Astra Militarum logo on his shoulder armor, Hayes would even think they were enemies, because their temperament was too barbaric.
"Uncle Hashet, who are they?"
Hashet frowned and blew out a smoke ring, then shook his head.
"There are too many strange regiments in the Astra Militarum, and I don't know them all."
At this moment, their flags suddenly raised high, and then everyone drew out the largest and most terrifying long sword at the same time. Under the firelight, those long knives shone like polished agate, sending shivers down Hayes' spine.
The sound of a copper trumpet came from the mysterious team, and then the drums sounded, beating wildly.
“Dedicate the head of the heretic to the throne!”
With a blood-curdling cry, these soldiers tied a bloody ribbon to the tail of the sword, and then formed rows of The human wall rushed towards the battlefield.
But they were not all cold weapons. Many of them held pistols in their other hands, and their shots could be heard even in the din.
For the infantry of the Red Pirates, disaster struck. A large group of terrifying swordsmen emerged from the billowing smoke. The charging infantry swept across the battlefield like a swarm of locusts. Their flying swords were reflected in the dim light. Shining, the scarlet ribbon is like the outline of blood spilled out.
The moment the two sides came into contact, hundreds of heretic soldiers were killed by whirling swords, and their heads and severed limbs fell to the ground.
The battlefield became one-sided in just a few minutes. More heretic soldiers fell into the dust. The pungent smell of blood and the bitter smell of gunpowder smoke were mixed together. There were rumbling drums and flames shooting into the sky. , everyone roared. "Death! Die!"
Arni had already thrown away the empty pistol. He held the sword with both hands and kept slashing at a heretic. The man's chest was bleeding profusely, but he still stubbornly held up the laser gun to resist.
At this time, he felt that the blood all over his body was rushing. There was no fear, no worries, only desperate fighting. He didn't even remember how many people he had killed.
Suddenly, Arni flew up and kicked the man in the crotch. The moment the man bent over, the long sword penetrated the man's neck from top to bottom, piercing him and cutting off the main artery. In an instant, the huge pressure sprayed hot blood on Arni's face, causing all his previous elegance and calmness to give way to brutality.
But the other party was equally tenacious and actually stretched out his hands to hug his waist and pushed him back hard in an attempt to knock him down.
Arni steadied his steps, drew his sword forcefully, and then pushed his knees sharply upwards, knocking the man to the ground and immediately making no movement.
After taking a few breaths, he looked around and found that the battlefield was indeed more complicated than he thought. The soldiers who once formed a well-disciplined queue were now scattered on the battlefield. The situation quickly deteriorated into a melee, and the discipline of any military queue disappeared. Now, humans are mixed together to fight each other, and the disadvantage of the cannon fodder regiment is immediately revealed. The officers cannot effectively control the soldiers, and everyone has no instinct to move closer to the regiment leader. They just blindly fight the enemy in front of them.
This gives the enemy an opportunity.
The heretics obviously wanted to turn defeat into victory. They concentrated their last efforts to surround Arni's position. If it were not for the elite guards to block him, he might have been overwhelmed by the enemy.
Arni also saw many guards he had not gotten to know die. In order to protect him, one of them directly knocked down an enemy who was holding a grenade and was planning to carry out a suicide attack. By the time the explosion was over, his stomach was already After being cut open, his intestines suddenly broke into two parts like a coil of rope, and he died in the stench of his own feces and blood.
Suddenly, a huge, scarred mutant appeared in front of Arni. With the help of the reflexes given by the drug that had not dissipated, he dodged the monster's axe, while Muba Zun finally escaped. After being entangled by several enemies, he endured the wound on his left arm and thrust the combat knife into the mutant's chin. The blade penetrated the soft part behind the chin and was buried in the monster's head.
Arni turned around and hurriedly helped an unknown guard defend himself against two heretics.
All hell breaks loose, the waves of fighting pushing people together like floating objects washed up on a beach.
Arney found that he could not command the troops at all, and he had no time to take into account the progress of other companies on the battlefield. His war became a personal battle of life and death - he realized that the descriptions in the book were always the same. The reality is somewhat different. I didn't judge the right time to enter the battlefield, and I went too deep.
Then, suddenly, Arni heard a huge commotion coming from his left side: harsh battle cries and a unique accent.
The heretics' siege suddenly began to weaken, as if some force launched an attack from their flanks.
For a few long seconds, Arni had no idea what was happening, only roars of excitement and pain. The heretics suddenly turned around and fled, their threat disappearing like the morning dew in front of the rising sun.
Arni stood there hesitantly, staring with his mouth open, wondering what drove the enemy away.
Then he saw them.
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