Chapter 2882 Legendary Veteran
Amidst the warning whistle of the air defense team, the Greedy Eagles stationed in Stronghold 7 took off one after another, came to the cliffs on both sides of the stronghold, and began to attack those with bullets and missiles. The climbing snakes and insects happened to be at their most vulnerable at this time. When attacked, they had no means of counterattack and could only scream and fall down.
The six Storm Claws used their weapons to lock on the climbing python, and then fired plasma missiles one after another.
With bursts of shining azure light, the pythons were not only blown to pieces, but the sharp claws used to climb the cliff also lost their strength, and were even beaten to pieces, and they could only moan. Fall into the abyss.
In just ten minutes, Tyran's assault force was completely wiped out, dying faster than the sea of insects in front of them.
"Company commander, Tyron in the front is no longer attacking."
Hearing Jacob's words, Bahram had no expression on his face and just nodded.
"Let the soldiers take the time to rest, replenish ammunition for automatic weapons and defensive turrets, and report the ammunition loss to me as soon as possible."
"Yes, I will go right away."
After Jacob ran out of the command post, Bahram also walked to the terrace, and then looked up at the sky.
Everywhere he looked, he could see the huge shadowy outline of the Tyranid biological ship.
"I hope everything goes well for the fleet. This place is now in despair."
After muttering to himself for a while, Bahram decided to go to the parapet to inspect and give the soldiers He had a little confidence, so after asking a soldier to watch for him, he turned around, picked up the broken-horned evil star, hung it on his waist, and walked down the stairs towards the protective wall.
"Uncle, what is this?"
Opening the iron lunch box handed out on top, Xiao Fei suddenly scooped up the viscous liquid inside with a spoon, looking at each one like pearls The small particles slowly fell along the light gray trajectory, and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
But Hayes opposite him just stuffed it into his mouth, then nodded while chewing.
"Well, it tastes very good. You should try it."
"Really or not."
At this time, the cook who distributed the lunch boxes came over and sat down. On the ammunition box on the side, he said while eating his own:
"I don't know the goods. This is a specialty of the original garden world. It is a special grain specially cultivated for senior priests and nobles to enjoy. It is called pearl rice. If you hadn’t come here to fight, you, a wild boar, would never be able to eat this fine chaff in your life.”
"You're so bragging--"
Little Feiton curled his lips, then took a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.
The next moment, his eyes flashed, and the classic folk music of the Empire "Terra Ten Thousand Miles of Palace Walls" sounded in his mind. At that moment, he seemed to be wearing only a pair of beach shorts and jumped from a high place into a field. In the blue ocean, the whole person is submerged in the refreshing water and surrounded by countless moist and smooth pearls.
“This, this is great!”
Then he scooped a few spoonfuls and showed a happy expression while chewing under the smiling gaze of Hayes.
"This tastes really amazing! How can cereal have such a texture and sweetness!"
"Otherwise, how can we say it is a special supply of cereal? I heard from my cousin who works in the General Logistics Department. I only got more than 200 tons from the entire planet, and the Lord just gave them all to you big-headed soldiers to eat."
"Will there be any more in the future?"
" Do you think you are traveling?"
Hayes smiled and shook his head, picked up the fork and forked the heated meat in the can into his mouth.
"This is a war. There is delicious food now. Let's eat ration bars every day for a while."
"Uncle, I think these Tyranids are nothing. The quantity is quite bluffing, but they It will still be wiped out with one shot.”
“Well, the headquarters has made good arrangements and the deployment is very targeted. If it were in accordance with the empire’s standard tactical regulations, maybe we would still be fighting on the wall now. Tyranid hand-to-hand combat, and more importantly, our firepower is too strong, far exceeding the standard of the Empire's ordinary Astra Militarum." Upon hearing this, Little Feton put down the lunch box that he had licked clean, and asked curiously:
"Uncle, did you have poor firepower before?"
"Is it bad?"
Hayes smiled bitterly, put down the spoon, and touched the eye mask with his hand.
“At that time, our company only had two machine guns, and the infantry only had one gun, one bayonet, and six grenades. When fighting started, everyone rushed forward with their guns in hand.”
< br>As he spoke, Hayes gradually fell into memories and his voice became deeper.
". Even if they are just cultists with crude weapons, we have to sacrifice our lives. Even fire support and air support are just like a dream. If we encounter Chaos Space Marines, we will have to die more. People, one class after another, are dying. When facing the most terrifying metal demon, even if there is only one gun left, you have to be nailed to the position. You cannot understand that in desperate moments, only bayonet is the only way to fight the enemy. What a feeling. I’m glad you don’t have to go through this.”
"Uncle, have you ever met the legendary King of Soldiers at that time?"
"King of Soldiers? What the hell."
"It's the one in the propaganda that one person can do it. The kind that defeats an enemy's army."
"Ha, if this kind of person insists, our regiment once had the honor to fight side by side with the Catachan Jungle Warriors Second Regiment. I'm not sure if they are. The king of soldiers, but whether it is Colonel Stryker, Stonetooth Harker, or Mabo, they can all be called warriors who can defeat a hundred."
"Wow, it's really such a boast-- —”
Hayes, who had his head lowered, did not notice the change in Little Phaidon's face or the movement of standing up.
Not only him, but all the soldiers around him put down what they were doing and stood at attention in one direction and saluted.
"This company commander, have you participated in the Maelstrom Expedition?"
Hearing this rich voice, Hayes suddenly raised his head, only to find that he was covered by a huge shadow. , quickly put the box down, turned around and saluted.
“My lord!”
What appeared in front of him was a Space Marine wearing silver-gray armor, without a helmet, with a young face and a smile. Different from the irritable temperament of most Space Marines, he had a certain There is a very unique sense of gentleness, combined with the neatly cut hair, giving him the air of a scholar.
The person standing here is none other than Bahram. He was patrolling all the way before. When approaching Hayes's company, he heard Hayes' words and immediately became interested, although he knew that the legion recruited from the Maelstrom. There are many retired soldiers, but this is the first time I have met them in person.
"You're not disturbing everyone's meal, are you? You don't have to stand all the time, continue, continue."
Bahram smiled and waved his hand, and the surrounding soldiers returned to their original positions. , but no one dared to speak. They just ate in silence and looked at the space warrior carefully.
“Where are you from?”
"Reporting to the commander, this company belongs to the 2nd Battalion of the 73rd Regiment of the 13th Division of Kermansha! Company Commander Hayes Bathory!"
"Captain Hayes, don't be restrained, I'm just here to inspect each unit. The situation in the position, I just heard you talking about your past service."
Hayes put down his hand and replied cautiously:
"Sir, I was in Abubakaridi before. Serving in the 310th Infantry Regiment, the commander is Arni Morales"
"Arni Morales"
Bahram paused for a moment and remembered the name.
"Oh, is it the new Governor Badab? Are you actually a soldier under him?"