Arni stood on a high place, staring at the fierce battle in the distance with his binoculars. The wind caused by the roar of the huge cannon pulled his coat, as if to pull it over his shoulders.
His expression was a little unhappy. There was no art in this kind of war, and watching from afar did not touch his emotions at all. For him, only in fierce battles facing the enemy directly could there be any glory.
The most important thing is that he wants to personally lead the team to launch an offensive against the enemy. This is a truly solemn battle. Unfortunately, as a newbie on the battlefield, his physiological instinct is to fear death. If he does not go out,
Surprisingly, he had little chance to indulge his passion in this chaotic battle.
So he made a decision.
"Master."
A strong man in military uniform stood beside him, overlooking the same scene. His face was stern, and there was a bloody scar on his cheek. As one of the most powerful guards in the family, Mu Bazun was once a certain
He was the top bounty hunter in the hive city. Countless wizards, mutants and freaks died under his hands. Later, he was almost shot because he was framed. In the end, Arni's father fished him out and entrusted him to
heavy responsibility.
He is also Arni's most trusted guard since he was a child, and often protects him when he travels.
"You don't have to be like this. The battlefield is very dangerous. Even the most powerful warrior cannot guarantee that he will escape unscathed."
"Every great general will be on the front line to inspire his soldiers when the battle is fiercest. Now that they have wavered, I must stand with them. In the 19th volume of the third volume of Macarius, when he is beside
When the soldiers began to collapse, he rushed forward alone and stopped the team's collapse with his own strength. It is said that a general will have a will to die, and a soldier will not be greedy for life. "
"Then at least put on the Hunter Armor that I purchased from Necromunda."
"I don't want to look like a coward in front of the soldiers, Mu Bazun."
With that said, Arni stretched out his left hand, and Muba Zun sighed softly and placed a small bottle on the other person's black glove.
This is a combat stimulant, the most direct way Arni uses to restrain his physical fear of death.
He took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank the light red liquid inside.
"Next time, I won't need it."
After saying that, he left the empty bottle on the ground, pulled out the command sword and pistol from his waist, and walked towards the battlefield. Mubazun also picked up the heavy shotgun hanging on his leg and followed Arni.
"Steady! Steady!"
The retreating Second Battalion was quickly assisted by the Third Battalion, but the two battalions were still unable to support themselves in the face of the surging enemy tide, and the hastily established blocking line soon crumbled.
"I almost didn't get killed by the explosion. Our commander was really ruthless. He just shot at me indiscriminately!"
Hashet cursed and fired at the advancing red figures with his laser gun. Then he turned his head and looked aside and yelled:
"Hairy man! Are you okay?"
"Quickly—quickly!"
Heavy machine gunners Capri and Scheffen were still busy, and there were loud noises from the battle everywhere. The noise from the whining rockets and roaring artillery drowned out all the shouts.
"It's almost ready..."
When the heavy machine gun was finally pressed onto the bracket, accompanied by a tremor and the sound of pulling the bolt, the muzzle of the gun, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly spurted fire forward, and the dense bullets instantly wiped out a large area of charging enemy troops.
Hayes, Fitz, and Blanche were lying in a pit. They were also shooting hard, occasionally throwing grenades forward to block the enemy's attack. There were many corpses left on the battlefield, both of their own and of the enemy.
, the riflemen Marco and Thomson in Hayes's team were both dead. Hayes didn't even see how they died. He just caught a glimpse of Marco falling to the ground and covering his neck while escaping, but he didn't have time.
save.
This was the first time that Hayes lost a comrade he had known day and night, which made him very sad inside, and also the first time he felt angry - there was a time when he didn't even know what hatred was.
He hates those red guys very much now and just wants to shoot them all to death with a gun!
Originally, their small number could not stop the enemy at all, but as the powerful artillery from the rear released deadly cargo one after another, the enemy's battle line began to collapse under the onslaught of artillery, and many people were wiped out by artillery fire.
But what was more terrifying was not the artillery. With a screaming whoosh, the rockets launched by the Chimera fire support vehicle rushed towards the battlefield and exploded in a chaotic flame. Only a few of them deviated from the track and fell to the ground.
The defenders move up closer, or before the hiss disappears and falls to the ground in the distance.
With the help of artillery blocking fire, the retreating Second Battalion finally had a chance to breathe. Several heavy machine guns were set up and fired rows of sharp bullets at the enemy, impacting rocks and fragile flesh.
The entire battlefield was engulfed in billowing smoke, and soldiers fired hard amid the dazzling clouds and fog.
"Keep firing!"
Hayes's company commander roared loudly, but his voice was barely audible over the din.
"Prioritize the elimination of those mutants!!"
Finally, as if to remind everyone of their unparalleled power, the artillery fired a final salvo, the muzzles bursting with fire and a huge, ground-shaking boom, sending spinning projectiles into the open firing range.
The sound of impact echoed strongly among the dark domes of the hive city, as rounds after rounds of cannonballs hit the ground. Huge cannons and exploding rockets alternated bombardments, mixed with scattered shrapnel.
At this time, the trumpet sounded behind him. Hayes turned his head and saw other companies in the regiment swarming in from the rear. At the front was Arney, who was surrounded by many well-equipped guards. The regimental flag was flying beside him.
At this moment, his face was red, his eyes were wide open, the meridians on his neck were slightly bulging, he held the command sword high and roared.
"Fighters! It's time to fight back!!"
More trumpets sounded, and a series of attack signals were passed through the ranks.
With a roar, like a group of wild beasts, they picked up their rifles and rushed forward, howling wildly.
In the smoke, the outline of the enemy emerged again. The heretics have not given up their offensive yet. Although they have suffered heavy casualties in the shelling, they also believe that the imperial army on the opposite side has also been exhausted.
However, the reality was beyond their expectation.
An entire regiment of troops launched an overwhelming counterattack towards them, especially the elite group in the center wearing black armor. They were more ferocious than other soldiers around them, and their shooting accuracy and fighting skills reached the level of skilled veterans.
On top of it, the red pirate infantry group that was blown to pieces by the shelling was scattered in one stroke.
The 1st to the 7th is a double monthly ticket. If you have a ticket, please support it. I will add another update tomorrow during the holiday!