Chapter 2895 A bloody battle
Although there is a rest period of 5-6 hours every 10 hours, the continuous fighting still makes Hayes a little confused, and he cannot remember how many days have passed.
The war has become a kind of mechanical torture at this moment. Perhaps the hive consciousness has been completely angered by these stubborn opponents. It is no longer ready to swallow them in one go, but to eat away at them bit by bit. Physically and mentally, large-scale attacks turned into waves, or even small-scale harassment at regular intervals. As the yellow mist gradually rose, artillery bombardment and air support became increasingly powerless, and more battles required soldiers. Stand your ground.
The Astartes may still be able to cope with such high-intensity non-stop combat, but it is difficult for mortal soldiers to withstand it. One or two days are fine, but for ten consecutive days and a half, among them Many people are stretched to their limits.
Friendly injuries and misfires occurred more and more frequently, and because the soldiers' reactions began to become sluggish, even the weakest knife bugs were unable to resist, and casualties began to rise sharply.
Even Hayes' company had lost 7 men, 4 seriously wounded, and 11 slightly wounded.
The casualties also put Hayes under much more pressure than the soldiers. He knew all those people. They were not only comrades who got along day and night, but also fellow villagers from his hometown. He didn't even know how he would interact with their parents after he returned. explain.
He originally thought that he was used to seeing death, but in fact he was not.
"Enemy attack!!"
The sharp whistle made Hayes, who was sitting on the ammunition box and was drowsy, suddenly startled. He jumped up and shouted:
"Enemy attack!!! Prepare for battle!"
After saying that, he picked up the half-drunk drink can next to the box. This energy drink is specially supplied to the officers by the battle group. It has a funny vertical character on it. The red ant bull with thumbs up, this thing is really effective. One can can keep a person energetic for a whole day, but so far he has only been given two cans. It is said that this is for space warriors, and he doesn’t know. He would be fine if he drank it, but without it, let alone command, he might not be able to stand, so he had to save his drink.
After taking two sips, Hayes quickly picked up the pistol and the chain sword beside him. This thing was issued but he never used it because it was too heavy. But at this stage of the battle, he found this Weapons do work quite well sometimes, especially when he wields them with his mechanical prosthetics, with destructive power that surprises even himself.
At this time, the sun has not yet risen in the sky, or it is difficult to see real sunlight on this planet. It is all dirty light filtered by the ominous fog. Just like the previous battle, the attack was launched early in the morning. They must be gargoyles. About ten thousand of them flew from the clouds and swooped down towards the stronghold.
The next moment, there was thunder and lightning, and the launched air-burst rockets created brilliant flames in the sky and shot down most of the aliens from the air.
However, since the number of airburst rockets was seriously insufficient and had to be used, only ten were fired. As a result, some gargoyles still successfully flew through the clearance area, but they were immediately shattered by the high-explosive bombs of the Hydra anti-aircraft vehicles. , bloody pieces of charred flesh fell on him like terrible hail.
As a supplement to the air defense force, a limited number of Hydra air defense vehicles were also distributed to eliminate fish that slipped through the air defense zone.
"Wow! Damn it!"
A curse came from around Hayes. It turned out that some of the debris and body fluids spilled by the gargoyles were poured on them, although there was washing in the stronghold. Equipment and shower rooms, but as the fighting continues and clean water becomes increasingly scarce, it often takes four or five days for a company to use it, and time is also very limited. It is conceivable that many people have to fight with all their filth. .
“Fuck Tyron!”
Even Little Phaidon couldn't help but curse, and took out the bloody eyeball of a gargoyle from the back of his neck, threw it on the ground and crushed it. At this time, he could no longer see his original raw appearance, not only had he grown a stubble, The skin is also a little dry and cracked, making him look a few years older. But now there is no time to worry about whether it is clean or not, because the movement of the insect swarm can already be heard.
At this time, the fog was less than a kilometer away from the stronghold wall. All their sight lines were obscured by the thick wall of fog, and they could only wait uneasily for the enemy to appear.
The next moment, as if in some kind of slow motion, a huge claw cut through the wall of fog, followed by a tide of chitin and claws rolling out like a dam bursting.
Led by several evil women beasts, there are countless gun bugs and knife bugs.
In response, heavy explosive bombs and multi-laser salvoes from the defense towers immediately hit the sea of worms, approaching mortar shells - but due to excessive ammunition consumption, the mortar's firing frequency was lower than in the past. It's also a lot slower.
The reduction in firepower intensity means that Tyranid creatures have the opportunity to approach the protective wall.
Stepping on the corpses of the same kind and facing the dense rain of bullets fired from the parapet, they arrived at a position less than twenty meters away from the parapet.
Immediately after the gunworms started shooting, a large number of maggots flew towards the parapet. Some of them hit the wall and turned into a mass of filth, adding some fresh traces to the already corroded surface of the colorful and pitted parapet. , but some flew over the wall and landed on the heads of the soldiers who were shooting.
“Ah!”
"Inject anesthetic quickly!"
Everyone has gained some experience in dealing with Tyranids these days. The penetrating power of flesh-eating maggots is not strong. The soldiers have added a transparent baffle in front of their helmets to prevent He was directly hit in the face, and at the same time, the compressed towel distributed by the battle group was wrapped around some locations where the armor was not protected. This magical towel played a very unique role in this war, and could even be used as a weapon in emergencies. When used in gas masks, the towel has a strange mohawk dwarf (dwarf) pattern on the front when it is compressed, so it is also nicknamed the dwarf towel.
But even so, some people still fall into the trap and the maggots find the opportunity to burrow into the flesh. At this time, the only way is to immediately watch a large dose of anesthetic near the maggots, anesthetize the maggots and the person together, and then Perform emergency surgery to get the thing out.
If the maggots die or rot in the body, the toxins and acid can kill a person immediately, and the best result is amputation.
“Put your head down! Attack the gunworms first!”
Hayes, who was wearing a helmet, directed and fired downwards with his pistol.
Soon, the corpses of gunworms and knife bugs were piled into a pile. The overlapping corpses were piled three to four meters high, as if they had built a ladder.
"Throw grenades! Explode those corpses!"
The soldiers immediately threw fragmentation grenades outside the wall, trying to blow up the siege ladder composed of the pile of corpses.
Two seconds later, a large number of grenades exploded, and pieces of meat flew up. Hayes heard something collapse and glanced down, seeing the pile of corpses collapsing downwards, leaving a pool of blood on the wall. .