"Do you think we can hold on with these fortifications?"
Lucian put down the telescope in his hand, but still stared at the undulating horizon in the distance.
"Although I'm not an engineer, I know we probably can't hold this wall."
Kent answered very frankly.
"Why did you say that?"
"They built the wall so far that the narrowest part of the valley is right behind us."
"anything else?"
"So the wall is too long."
Kent made a gesture, as if he couldn't understand why his superior couldn't see something so obvious.
"Defending everywhere means losing everywhere. We don't have enough soldiers to repel a full-scale attack."
Then, he gestured behind him.
"The other exit is to the south, but it is too conspicuous to covertly move heavy armor. This is the only feasible route through our defense line. The enemy can easily see it no matter how blind he is."
"You are right, Captain."
Lucian nodded.
"Do you understand why?"
"I'm just talking about my personal opinion. I feel like you want them to attack here, but what I don't understand is why we let them take the lead when we should be attacking them."
"The enemy advanced like a raging tide, and if we met them head-on they would overwhelm us, but we retreated, luring them continually until their front became very long, and then we struck them."
"This is your plan?"
"Not at all."
"May I speak freely, sir?"
"allow."
"Do we have to be blocked in the valley before we choose to fight back?"
"I guess we'll find out soon."
Lucian turned around, and he heard the call from the communicator - the enemy troops were advancing in their position, and the queue was spread wide.
"Get the tankers ready, Captain."
"Yes, sir."
Kent saluted, then turned around to get the armored battalion moving.
Lucian Hilos stared into the distance and saw fire flickering under the mountain in the distance.
The enemy has arrived——
boom!!!
Amid the roar of artillery fire, the enemy troops assembled for fifty minutes and launched a fierce attack, with heavy armor and fast motorcycles acting as the vanguard.
This is an iron shot
The purpose of the punch is to knock the defenders into numbness, and then the infantry will launch a charge, hitting the defenders with a heavy punch, completely destroying the opponent's resistance.
Painting
After olive-colored, mechanized infantry squads rumbled forward behind the Land Raiders, which fired incandescent bombs at the defenders.
disciplined
The warrior phalanx, wearing the same armor, left the armored transport vehicle and began to advance ruthlessly towards the Ultramarines' armored position.
Lasers and bullets hammered at the advancing chaos of enemy troops, punching holes in the advancing array but doing nothing to slow it down.
Rare and big
The cannon lobs specially designed ammunition at the enemy ranks, knocking them down with flashes and screams.
Enemy tanks join the battle,
The huge-caliber main gun saw through the defenders' fortifications amid the roar.
An entire company of soldiers was evaporated by fire five minutes after the battle began. The officers were barking orders to the only remaining heavy weapons squad.
Drop enemy tanks.
Subsequently, three guided rockets flew towards the tanks, one of which fell silent after being hit by two rockets on the side.
Where is the second station?
It was resolved minutes later when a melta cannon hit its turret directly.
But these are actually fleeting victories, shining moments in the face of overwhelming odds.
These enemies fight like fanatics,
Rushing forward with a mindless, emotionless enthusiasm, like some soulless, mechanical beast.
Lucian finally confirmed his guess.
This exercise is to let them face enemies like green skins.
In other words, green skin.
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Be proud of yourself as a warrior, but seeing greenskins on the battlefield,
It means facing an enemy for whom war is nothing but attrition.
But Lucian didn't want to dance to the beast's war drum.
In the silence, tactical information flashed and scrolled on the data pad in front of him.
Casualty rate, kill rate, predicted results, and a dozen other battlefields
data.
The flow of information can even make several tactical analysts overwhelmed, but Lucian is different. Although he is not Asta, he is close to Asta, and his transformation surgery has been completed.
This means that his abilities are far beyond those of ordinary people, especially his enhanced brain cognition, which allows him to process this information in a very short time.
When the enemy climbed over the first trench and regrouped to attack the wall again, Lucian got the opportunity he wanted.
It's time to retreat
Already.
He picked up the communicator and issued a retreat order.
As each firepower point began to fill the killing area in front of the long wall with heavy firepower, groups of soldiers began to move with smooth
Rhythm retreat.
Lucian turned around, jumped off the wall, and joined his command team.
During the previous retreat, his command post was raided and most of the officers were gone, leaving his command team short of manpower.
However, he has already considered this undesirable
Therefore, we quickly mobilized personnel from junior officers to fill the vacancies.
Behind them, the enemy finally reached the wall.
As the guards fled, they forced their way over the guard wall.
As the tank battalion started its engines and began to move from the southern exit, Lucian sent a coded pulse signal to the Mechanicus within the vast fortress complex.
Seconds later, a series of controlled explosions destroyed the valley's long walls in a thunderous collapse.
This is nothing more than a delaying tactic.
The enemy will still break through soon, but that's enough for now.
All the tanks moved, and all the armor also moved. The remaining soldiers were put on vehicles, and their mobility was enhanced as never before.
On "The Immortal Vermin", Kent looks at Lucian.
"We are almost at the point of no return."
He said bluntly:
"Sir, do you have any other plans?"
Lucian didn't answer immediately, casualty ratio tactical data scrolling on his data pad.
It's a grim bunch of data, but they're still within the parameters set by the predicted engagement conditions, and the overview from Chapter Command filtered through tactical information reveals the extent of the enemy's losses against the constant fortifications.
"certainly."
He nodded and replied:
"Now we're going to do something bold."
"Sir, you know me. I will do anything except touch the butts of the Astartes."
Although this guy was unscrupulous and unruly, Lucian liked the heart shown by him as a captain, and was very happy to hear this proud aggression in the other person's voice.
"Okay, then, let's all turn! Let's kick each other's butts! The target is the enemy's command post!"
The mechanized troops turned quickly under Lucian's command, and the long-dormant Malcador heavy tank roared eager for battle.
When the first artillery shell fell from the enemy's rear, the enemy's front was quickly shaken. When the tracks of the Makado heavy tank ran over the enemy's command post and "battle flag", the seemingly large number of enemies suddenly disappeared.
Then everything fell apart - the command post declared their victory.
After winning the victory, Lucian stood beside the tank turret, looking at the smoke-filled battlefield, feeling extremely excited.
This is just an exercise, but the real war is not far away.
He longs to truly defeat the enemy on the battlefield and use his armor to crush the enemy's dirty corpse.