Chapter 3044 Bloody Cage
Although it has not yet reached dusk, the sky has turned into a dirty dark brown, or in other words, day and night have not been very clear since the second day. The giant Tyranid chimneys spewing spore smoke are the culprits of all this. They are trying to swallow the entire atmosphere. Fortunately, this work seems to take some time.
In the dirty sky, its sporangia can occasionally be seen burning with a yellow-orange light as they pass through the atmosphere.
Everyone has become accustomed to all this, which means more enemies have come to the ground. Fortunately, the air defense weapons deployed in the city are still operating, ensuring that no sporangia will directly hit the city. , but only in urban areas.
Several days of siege have compressed the defense line to the last protective wall of Trifork City, and in order to resist Tyron's offensive, a large number of construction machinery was used to quickly build a moat, but the river does not mean absolute safety - -On the third day, Tyranid creatures launched an attack on the city along two surging rivers, and even entered the city through the river bottom, causing thousands of casualties and making the Space Marines feel good for a while. Take care of the busy work.
After that, the river also became a focus of defense. A large number of sharp iron piles were driven into it, and a large number of mines modified to be activated in the water were also deployed.
But these are all comforting measures. Anyone with a little military knowledge knows that Trifork City has become a dead place. It is surrounded by Tyranids and is attacking day and night. It is only a matter of time before it is broken through, unless it is extremely powerful. Strong support, this cruel war made many civilians feel that they were just fodder in a cage waiting for monsters to come and eat.
But the orbital support that was still available at the beginning has disappeared for several days. The top management did not give any explanation. They just told everyone to hold on firmly and there will be a solution.
That being said, even people who know nothing about the war can’t help but feel anxious when they see the sound of gunfire getting closer and closer, as well as the shrinking residential areas and the dwindling rations every day. Will be guilty of muttering.
This situation even led to the command having to devote some of its precious troops to maintaining order, especially the professional troops, which were the auxiliary troops of the Astral Knights. After all, the militiamen were all locals. They are easily influenced by rumors, so it is safer to be at the forefront.
Hayes's regiment was assigned to "internal affairs" on the third day, and was mainly responsible for the four streets in the northern district of Trifork City. This area is mainly composed of private houses and some small workshops, especially textile workshops. This area is also One of the two cloth trading areas in Three Forks City, there are 1.6 million people in the jurisdiction of Hayes' regiment alone.
With such a huge population, it is naturally difficult for just one group to maintain it, especially when the people are generally in despair and all kinds of crimes are emerging in endlessly. However, their mission is not to catch thieves, but to ensure stability, so it is mainly responsible for curfews and patrols to prevent crowds from gathering or people openly promoting heresy, and regularly arrests "defeatists", and occasionally cooperates with the War Management Committee to conduct "clearance" operations, mainly against those suspected of illegally hoarding food , drugs or other war resources are searched.
Compared to fighting the terrifying Tyranid creatures on the battlefield, this is definitely a leisurely job, but it does not mean that there will be less trouble, especially for low-level officers like Hayes.
For example, right now, he has to rush to deal with a problem.
Walking on the narrow street, Hayes walked quickly. The road was sandwiched between the arched windows in the wealthy area and the square windows in the civilian area. Since the curfew time was about to enter, it was spacious. There were almost no people on the streets, only those who had committed crimes for various reasons were urged by the escort's shouts, forming a long snake-like team to act reluctantly. The highest body of the Wartime Management Committee is the three Astartes Captains. They formulated the rules for the entire city defense war period, but each of them implemented different standards in their own jurisdiction.
The standards of the Flesh Tearers are undoubtedly the most stringent, even harsh.
Therefore, many people are arrested every day, and the only punishment for these arrested people is to be sent to the front line to perform suicide missions, in official terms - to exchange courage for salvation.
Of course, some people secretly believe that this is the Astartes trying to find ways to consume the population and reduce the pressure on defense and logistics.
There are even more terrifying rumors. The Blood Angels (the people's name for flesh tearers) secretly established a "human flesh factory", and those who committed crimes were actually put into it and became rations supplied to the army.
Hayes had heard a little bit about this, but he certainly didn't believe it himself. However, he also felt that the adults of the Flesh Tearers were indeed a bit too harsh on mortals. As the war situation continued to deteriorate, their emotions seemed to be deteriorating as well. , many militiamen died on the battlefield due to their anger. Hayes saw with his own eyes that a militiaman was slower than others when moving ammunition because of a leg injury, and he had just encountered a torn flesh that had retreated from the battlefield. The person was directly kicked away by one of them, and died after being hit on the ammunition box with broken tendons and fractures - their attitude was the root cause of these suspicions, but what could he say?
In the Empire, the Astartes are supreme most of the time.
You can see a lot of patrols along the way. Most of them are a few regular troops with a dozen militiamen. The better ones are riding in modified armed trucks. Due to the lack of electricity, there are many patrols on both sides of the road. The houses all looked dark, with a few candlelights shining through, mainly in the wealthy areas. Occasionally, you could see some nervous faces flashing past the windows.
Besides the patrol team, the most common one is the cleaning team, but their task is not to sweep the streets, but to drag away the corpses - those who died of starvation, those who died of illness, those who were killed, those who committed suicide, on the streets every day Thousands of corpses would appear in the dark corners of the city. Those wearing black robes would put these corpses into body bags, transport them away, and burn them together.
Sometimes where they appear, there will be suppressed cries in the dark houses and streets, but excessive sadness will be considered to promote defeatism, and compassion is so at this moment. precious and expensive.
Suddenly, halfway through, a burst of passionate sound came from the brass trumpets on both sides of the street. Hayes was not the least bit curious about this, because he had almost memorized all those things.
".Loyal citizens of the Empire! Your loyalty and gratitude will be rewarded as we conclude today's hymn, Glory to the Throne, we have reports of another glorious victory over the bad xenos invaders Defeated, driven out by the divine sword and bombardment, conquered by the indomitable will of the Imperial soldiers! You should pause to express your gratitude to the great Imperial Army, Navy and the heroic Angels of Death who gave their lives in battle to protect you! Our homes and loved ones will be protected from alien plunder! However, such victory will be more guaranteed only if each of us adheres to our responsibilities as citizens of the empire! Whether you are a craftsman in a stuffy factory or a craftsman in a textile workshop, Or honorable militia, even pipe workers working hard in the sewers, should remember that you too have a fight, a fight against lawlessness, a fight against anarchy, heresy and defeatism. The battle is carried out in every city, every street, every house and even every tent. Just as the angel of death obeys the emperor's orders, you must also obey the orders of the angels and the priests around you. Punishers, inquisitors, protect your cities and faith, and ensure that your spiritual purity is not contaminated by the losers! In the light of the throne, we are about to begin the next hymn, remember that sin wanders in laxity! Road, mistakes are the refuge of the weak, deviation is treason"
(End of this chapter)