Chapter 1885 Steel and Stone (Part 1)
Hearing Dasadra's slightly boring teasing, Honso shrugged.
“On the battlefield, dignity and etiquette are nothing. They are not even as useful as a brick. I might as well do something more valuable if I stay in the rear and glare at those leaders.”
Honso waved his hand, and the commanders immediately retreated consciously, leaving only the two of them in the bunker.
“I heard that Habibo said that after you came to Badab, the first thing you did was to walk through all the defensive positions and fortifications. You didn’t even ride on a ground vehicle for a day. Inspection for three whole months ”
"Only with my feet can I feel whether a position is strong. Only by touching a fortification wall with my own hands can I know how much firepower it can withstand. A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest. Any small oversight may be the greatest disaster." The collapse of the fortifications has begun. The most important thing is that the Red Pirates have no discipline, let alone the so-called sense of responsibility. They cannot be completely counted on."
The two walked to the structure diagram of the fortifications, Dasadra. After looking at it carefully, I found that the interesting thing about this fortification is not only its shooting direction. Strictly speaking, most of its anti-personnel weapons are concentrated inside.
In other words, it is strictly not used to repel enemies, but to take away more enemies in a brutal fight of self-destruction.
"Then why did you take this job in the first place?"
"Anyway, Huron helped me when I was at my lowest. I despise all morality, but that doesn't mean I like not to repay debts, and this is a good stage, a stage that belongs to me, Honso, and this battle will attract the attention of the entire galaxy.”
After speaking, Honso turned around.
“Go and have a look outside.”
Dassandra followed Honso and turned away, going up a passage. In the process, he discovered that all passages had several explosion-proof doors. There are shooting holes on the wall, and there are small trap devices waiting to be installed on both sides of the wall.
"Dassadra, did the original body ask you to come?"
"No, I came here myself."
"Then he didn't say anything?"
"He did."
When the dazzling sunlight hit their faces, the two of them had already arrived at the hidden bunker on the ground. In fact, such a bunker It is considered strong, and will collapse quickly if the enemy bombards it with heavy weapons, but it is better because of its large number, and because it faces its own defense line, it can avoid part of the shelling or bombing.
At this time, several Chaos soldiers were cleaning the shooting holes, and they immediately knelt on the ground when they saw Hongsuo.
Honso bent down and looked at it for a while, then pointed at the soldier and said.
"You guys, go out and run along the line of my finger. When I shoot, you take cover."
Although they don't know what the other party is going to do, mortals have no say here, so they trot out immediately. , Hongsuo picked up the bolter on his waist and aimed it with concentration, once to the left and then to the right.
Then he pulled the trigger.
Dassadra originally thought he was going to have fun with a few slaves shooting targets, but it turned out not to be the case. The bullets just hit the ground, but those mortals immediately lay down or hid behind the undulating terrain.
“Get up and keep running! Run like this to survive!”
Honso shouted, and they were immediately up and running again.
Honso then changed the shooting hole, took another aim, and fired a shot. The soldiers immediately lay down again.
"Run! Keep going!"
After a few back and forth, he called back the panting soldier, and then pointed at the bunker firing hole.
“It would be much better to extend the shooting area ten centimeters to the left.”
As he spoke, he even picked up a pickaxe and started knocking on the wall.
“Here, open another one, otherwise once the opponent uses explosives to approach from this direction, you will find that nothing can be hit.” Hongsuo said while waving a pickaxe to carve incised marks on the solidified wall. There were a few traces, so approachable that it was hard to imagine that he was one of the empire's most hated enemies and heretics. After he was done, he stopped and handed the pickaxe to the soldier.
"Do these before the second reinforcement. Don't be lazy. If you want to survive in the war, you have to do whatever it takes. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes. "My lord!"
"Go and do your work."
Honso waved his hand and the soldiers ran away. Dasadra then said:
"I thought you would punish them."
"Senseless punishment is foolishness. One more soldier may be able to kill one more enemy. I have nothing to waste now."
Honso came outside the bunker and picked up the telescope to scan In a circle.
"Although I have walked over and over again, I always find new problems."
"No fortress is absolutely perfect."
"What did the Primarch say to you? ?”
“He felt Badab couldn’t hold on.”
Hong Suo put down the telescope, a smile appeared on his face, but it looked a little ferocious because of the scars on his face.
"Is there anything else?"
"You were right to help Huron."
"Is there anything else?"
"He asked me to bring something Help you, on my boat."
"Thank you very much."
Dassadra glanced at the defense line of the Palace of Thorns, which had basically taken shape, and then asked:
"Honso, do you think Badab can be defended?"
"No, anyone who can Anyone with common military knowledge knows that if a naval battle cannot be won, no planet can survive to the end, and vice versa. You don’t mind if I bring up the old story, right? That was the case with Tallan back then, because he didn’t have complete control of the sea. As a result, the defenders of Tallan were able to receive a steady stream of support, and in the end they were defeated by an absolute advantage."
As a personal participant in the Battle of Tallan, Dassadra shook his head with a wry smile. It was a desperate war. Even now, many Iron Warriors veterans still don’t understand why the Legion fought such a war there in the first place. Tallan’s desolate wasteland full of death viruses has become the dream of many Legion veterans at midnight. nightmare.
"If the Primarch heard this he would probably punch you into the Dreadnought."
"So it's just you and me here. Back to Badab, all Huron's power is now on Angstrom. The Empire will definitely blockade the Badab system. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the small fleets around the Red Pirates to break through the blockade. So Badab cannot be defended forever. Look at my fortifications and deployments. Do you see anything?"
"I see. None of your deployments are to hold the enemy on the defensive line. In addition, all the fortifications, all the troops, and all the arrangements are just to kill as many people as possible. This is not a system built for defense, but a huge meat grinder."
Dassadra sniffed, as if he could already smell the smell of blood and corpses.
“You are building a second eternal fortress.”
“To defend Badab, it is not enough to just keep the opponent out. The empire has endless manpower and material resources, and I only have these on hand, so I must use the lowest price to make the Imperials pay the maximum loss. Only in this way can it be possible to slow down their pace, so I will not waste troops and resources on Badab Six, or even Secundes It's just a buffer zone. Everything will start in Badab. The victory or defeat will not be decided here. That is Huron's business. All I have to do is bleed the Empire. As you said, second An eternal fortress.”
(End of this chapter)