"Firepower in area 3 has weakened! Support is needed!"
"Grenade! No more grenades!"
"Go get the ammunition quickly."
As time passed by, more and more enemies passed through the shooting net, and this wave extinguished the fire with its sheer number that was breathtaking.
Armin aimed his bolter at the enemy, and the tower city began to shake with the shock of the greenskins' never-ending advances.
Later, he realized that aiming was meaningless because the enemies were too dense.
Bahram and others then rushed to the parapet.
No one showed weakness, the deep explosions of bolt weapon fire were interrupted by the crackling sound of laser guns releasing violent tongues of fire, and the unpowered shells and dried-up power batteries made a crisp sound when they fell on the battlement floor.
call out----!
After enduring a baptism of fire for a period of time, the greenskins finally fought back, and a row of unaimed rockets passed over their heads, the nearly 100-meter-thick city wall.
One part only caused a meaningless fire, while the other part hit the battlements.
In an instant, the broken brick wall flew everywhere, and the debris hit the people hiding behind.
Space Marines, even new recruits wearing only Scout armor, are immune to the damage of this gravel, but it is another matter for mortals.
Dozens of people screamed in pain and hugged their injured or broken limbs tightly. A few people made gurgling sounds because a large amount of blood gushed out from their cut throats. Medical soldiers were busy running around.
Go, the people carrying stretchers hurriedly evacuated the injured, and the dead were pushed off the city wall and fell into the courtyard behind the city - there was no time to place them with respect.
May their souls forgive us.
Seeing this scene, Bahram secretly prayed for the victims.
They fought bravely and deserved better treatment.
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!
Suddenly, a howl above his head attracted his attention, and he saw Storm Boy carrying a bulky jetpack flying out of the surging mob, flying into the air with magnificent flames and heading towards the city wall.
There was no need for Armin to give them orders to deal with this threat; the new recruits had been assigned to ensure that there was no threat in the air.
"Let's kill those guys together!"
The new recruits of the Astral Knights began to fire at the enemies coming from the sky. The backpacks of the flying Storm Boys were hit by bolt guns and then exploded one after another, or their heads were hit by the rain of bolt guns and exploded from the inside out.
Come on.
They were firing on all cylinders, like a moving target on a training ground, calling everyone in the sky one by one.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Bahram noticed an animal coming straight towards him from the side. He calculated the approximate speed and movement trajectory of the intruder, and did not raise his head or stop shooting as the greenskin approached him.
He just continued shooting into the airspace he was responsible for until he emptied his magazine, replaced the magazine and continued shooting.
A few seconds later, the red eyes of the beast could be seen, but he did not move or change his posture. When the creature was only a few meters away from him, roaring with animality and preparing to kill, its chest suddenly exploded.
Blood sprayed on Bahram's armor like a shower, and Zod fired the fatal shot. Bahram did not predict it, he simply believed that someone would do it.
This is the tacit understanding between brothers.
After years of training, they have become brothers in the true sense of the word, brothers connected by blood.
"The chapter leader hasn't come yet..."
Armin stood on the gate tower wall directly above the tower city gate. The green tanks had successfully opened a large gap in the previous raid. The defenders spent two hundred soldiers and only two Chimera armored vehicles to successfully close the wound.
Replenished, a Cerberus now sealed the entrance to the cave, and when it opened fire, the mass of greenskins were set ablaze by the torrent of burning promethium fuel.
But if the fuel runs out, that's another story.
"Down with them! Kill them all!"
Yarrick's roar echoed within the protective wall.
"Punish these alien scum for invading this world, our world, the world of your father and mother!"
The political commissar walked slowly on the city wall, holding the chain sword high in his hand. Just his figure passing by made the soldiers look more determined.
"Warriors, the Emperor's will flows in our veins, and there is such a powerful force deep in our bodies. How can we not defeat these enemies? Show them that their decision to invade this time is a mistake! Let them know
Facing humans is facing death! Let them suffer, let them taste humiliation, and let them fail completely!"
Suddenly, on the right side of the protective wall, a wide and thick metal ladder was erected on the city wall.
"Remember! No greenskin can escape punishment for such atrocities!"
The three soldiers rushed to the nearest ladder with bayonets in hand. The blades had become a little dull after the battle, but the soldiers still fought hard. Although they were exhausted, they fought to the death.
These ladders were like bottlenecks that the enemy had to pass through to flood the city with troops. Even though the soldiers tried very hard, they still could not prevent all the enemies from scaling the parapet.
A green monster rushed up anyway.
The beast that emerged from the battlements was so massive that its tusks were nearly as long as a mortal forearm, and its weapon was a massive piece of sharp metal that could cut a man open in seconds.
Along with the roar and killing, blood and organs fell to the floor, and the expressions of horror and pain seemed to be etched deeply on the faces of the dead.
Without any hesitation, Armin drew his power sword and activated it, energy rippled on the polished blade.
The greenskin facing him roared and charged towards him, its bright yellow armor stained red by the blood of the dead.
"You will be the next one to bleed, you filthy thing!"
When the two sides were fighting, Armin cursed at it. When he parried the first blow from the green skin, he had to hold it with both hands. The impact of the blade collision shook his whole body.
He concentrated his energy and struck back quickly, forcing his opponent into a defensive stance and driving him back to the ladder.
All this creature possesses is raw brute strength, and it is not someone who is good at wielding a sword.
Armin used his opponent's huge size and correspondingly slow reflexes to deal with it, dodging the beast's slashes, keeping moving and luring the opponent into reckless rage.
The beast stepped forward, its flaw exposed in its reckless eagerness to kill.
Armin seized the opportunity and stabbed the sword deeply into the green skin to the hilt, then quickly drew hard and stabbed him again before the opponent could react.
The guy shook twice and fell off the city wall.
"waaaagh!"
At this time, another big one climbed up the ladder. The moment it showed its head, Armin gave it a kick on the chin and sent it back into the vast sea of beasts below.
He looked along the edge of the city wall. Whether it was left or right, Space Marines and mortal soldiers were locked in a fierce battle. The green beasts in yellow, red and black and white armor were endless, but the soldiers still tried hard to hold on to the battlements, even if the blood of the aliens was shed.
Almost the entire city wall was flooded.
Seeing this situation, Armin knew that the time was ripe.