"Everyone please keep a little divine to see if there are any other leads."
Hartman warned, and took the opportunity to stuff a strand of dirty brown hair from the back of his head under his helmet.
After a few minutes of observation, he found that there was nothing unusual, so he said softly:
"We keep going. If there were really green skins nearby, they would have been for us long ago. This low-level trap should have been done a few weeks ago."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Although they were tired and hungry, no one wanted to continue to stay in this trap-filled area.
So the team began to move forward carefully again, this time Hartmann took the lead in front, Lunent and Epirus were beside him, and Vannis and Glass were responsible for taking care of the rear.
"Where are we, sir?"
Not long after, Epirus began to complain again, and while walking, his eyes were constantly patrolling the ground to prevent other leads from being touched.
"It is logical that we are so far away from the defense line, so who should we meet."
"Can't you do something else?"
Lunengte interrupted him.
“Save some effort.”
Epirus looked at him with a boring look and fell into silence behind him.
The fog rising from the ruins turned the air into a dark and white state, and the road everyone was walking became steeper and steeper, as if they were trekking in a small mountain stream...
Suddenly, Hartman quietly reached out his hand to signal the team to stop moving. After waiting for a few minutes, he turned his face and started to talk to everyone softly.
"The shelters ahead are starting to become sparse, be careful, we may step into the green camp at any time, and now it is impossible to tell where their range of activities has changed."
They crawled forward quietly in the forest like ghosts, minimizing the possibility of being discovered.
Suddenly, with a gunshot, a burst of exclamation came from the darkness about fifty meters away, followed by Grass's voice.
"Green skin!"
The recruits shouted loudly with irresistible fear.
"spread!"
At Hartman's order, everyone picked up their weapons and hid in the cover, trying to distinguish the green-skinned figure from the vast darkness.
Then, the laser gun fired again, then another shot, and then everything returned to silence.
Something was moving in the dark, big, quite large.
In the book "The Advanced Manual of Imperial Infantry", there is a paragraph called "Patrol and Ambush", which describes in detail how to use bayonets to perform silent killing.
There are also illustrations inside, and Hartman clearly remembers that the picture shows how an Imperial Guard soldier used a bayonet to kill green skin.
The green skin in the picture is about 1.2 meters tall, with a big belly, which is ridiculous.
But now he is very sure that the green skin is neither 1.2 meters nor a big belly, nor is it ridiculous.
Green skin is terrifying.
Suddenly, Hartman saw something and picked up his weapon-the visibility in the dark was only about ten meters, but a completely grown green skin was not difficult to find.
He found it slowly walking through the ruins, holding a weapon that he thought could be called a homemade heavy logging gun.
The thing was shoddy and looked like it was soldered casually with scrap metal. What made Hartman incredible was that the weapon was sprayed with shiny red, and a huge drum-shaped ammunition box was attached to it. Although it was a bit incredible, Hartman would not doubt the effect of the weapon at all.
Because in the past few months, more than 3,000 people in their entire regiment have been killed and damaged by such weapons.
As soon as he raised his gun, Greenskin discovered them.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!
Greenskin roared and tried to aim after the fire, which gave Hartman a gap to bury himself in the dirty mud under his feet to avoid it.
The sound of the green-skinned weapon was deafening, and the thing was jumping up and down in the rough green hand like a living thing, but as mentioned before, its power was not simple.
Dada dada--
Large-caliber bullets that were pouring out of the fire-blinking guns roared past the team's heads and knocked the broken walls to a huge sensation.
Luneng lay on the ground and fought back with all his might, but failed to hit.
Hartman noticed a long laser gun burn mark on Greenskin's left shoulder, which was where Glass hit before, but it seemed that the injury did not affect its movements at all.
Suddenly, the gunshot stopped.
With a roar of annoyance, Greenskin quickly concealed and loaded ammunition. Hartman realized that the other party was also surprised by the encounter, so he immediately stood up and ran to the flank and tried to encircle it. Others kept firing to cover my actions.
As Greenskin's terrifying woodcutting gun roared again, Hartman just got into a collapsed iron shed roof. He fired at that position and shot at the beast's back.
There was no protection behind this green skin. The laser burned through its skin, making it very furious, and wielding the still-firing woodcutting gun and spinning in place.
The bullets suddenly flew all over the sky, and Hartman was so scared that he quickly lay on the ground.
Green Skin bent over and roared, but still couldn't die. Although Hartman knew that Green Skin was indeed very resistant to beating, this was too fierce.
Lunengte opened fire again, which also caused a deafening return, and the huge weapon ejected the flames.
Suddenly, with a harsh noise, it got stuck.
Hartman grabbed this moment and jumped out of seclusion.
"Kill it!"
Everyone gathered fire and shot at it wildly, and beat it up in one breath.
"Target clearance."
After several breaths, Hartman finally said something and everyone leaned forward.
“It’s quieter.”
Hartmann just nodded in agreement with Lunengt's words.
The green-skinned guns were so loud that they could be heard within three miles, but now they could not even hear the sound of laser guns.
Everyone took advantage of this time to replace the laser gun with a new energy box.
“This place is very dangerous and we have to move it right away.”
Wannis stopped suddenly and placed a hand on Hartman's arm to stop him.
"Wait, I heard something, it came from there."
Hartman turned around and heard footsteps, so he immediately raised his gun.
Swallowing!
In the darkness, three sharp chirpings suddenly sounded. Hartman was stunned for a moment and immediately responded with a whistle, but only five.
"Oh my God, I didn't expect to meet living people here."
Soon, a team of soldiers came out of the darkness, about twenty people.
"Which unit do you belong to?"
"We are from the 537th Infantry Regiment."
The leading legion was stunned when he heard this number.
"Uh...didn't you wiped out ten days ago?"
Hartman resisted the anger of punching the other person in the face and whispered:
"It's almost done, too."
The other party also noticed his mistake and waved his hand.
"Sorry, brother, I just said casually, how many people are left of you?"
"It's all here."
"Okay, it seems that your situation is not good. There are many troops like you who have retreated in the past few days. There are hundreds more and more than a dozen less. They all escaped after the position fell. We can encounter them every day on patrol, but there are almost no one recently. Maybe you are the last batch. This patrol should be the last time, and the number of green skins is increasing."
Hartman immediately heard the mystery in the other party's words.
"Have many positions lost at the same time?"
"The entire rust area is lost, and dozens of balls are trapped inside."
"Why is it so sudden?"
The other party pointed to the underground.
“It’s even worse in that place.”
Hartman nodded in a clear way.
"Okay, let's not say so much. You just had a fire with Green Skin. It is estimated that reinforcements will be attracted soon. Let's retreat quickly."
“Is the defense zone 39-12 okay?”
"I can only say it's not that bad, but it's not good."
Then, Hartman and his party left the place with the patrol, but the defense battle in Hades's nest had just entered the darkest moment—