As early as when the demolition crews installed the explosives, the soldiers had already found bunkers and covered their ears. Then the violent shock wave caused by the explosion swept away stone fragments, broken metal and other rubble more than fifty meters away.
The explosive melted the stone wall, sending granite fragments flying down like a landslide.
This fierce heat wave did not dissipate for a while, leaving Stryker's night vision device with only amber images.
After the heat wave dissipated, the imaging in the instrument allowed Captain Catachan to see that the former water gate had been blown open, turning into a burning wound and a broken ruin.
Suddenly, he heard an angry scream coming from the steep slope.
Then sirens sounded.
There was no doubt that there was not a complete lack of defenders here as he thought, or that there was a traitor in the Voss camp who revealed the location of this ancient river.
Although the enemy was on guard, Stryker had no intention of stopping.
"Come on! Charge up!"
Amidst his roar, the Catachans began to attack the water gate.
The incineration team rushed along the slope and rushed into the shattered door. The three of them carried flamethrowers and fired at the front, burning everything in front.
Behind them, Stryker commanded a commando team equipped with heavy logging guns to fire at the pedestrian passage on the side of the water gate, killing a large number of cultists who tried to retreat to the bunker at the beginning of the attack.
The third wave of offensive is the heavy weapons squad. Their main weapon is a heavy bolter. If it is a normal person, it will definitely need to be set up immediately, but these strong men are like a small man dragging a heavy rifle.
Fire.
Stryker held a bolt pistol in one hand and a Catachan scimitar in the other, and also rushed forward.
He shouted at the enemy, and their shadows were reflected in the shallow water by the firelight.
The hedgehog also jumped up and fumbled for the horn on his waist.
"Blow the horn, hedgehog."
The hedgehog found the battle horn and blew into it hard.
Toot toot————
All of the Catachan team heard the sound of metal horns at the same time. Although there was damp darkness in front of them, they still began to sprint with great strides.
"Come on! Kill all the heretics!"
"Watch left!"
The hedgehog suddenly shouted,
In the darkness, an automatic cannon suddenly opened fire, and the two Catachan warriors fought together into a bloody mist.
Feeling the shells flying past his head, Stryker hurriedly hid in a bunker.
"Enemy fire detected!"
Catachan yelled into the communication bead.
"Their firepower covers the entire river, get down quickly!"
Catachan soldiers quickly sought cover, cold water flowing around their knees.
"This is really a massacre with heavy firepower. The God of Death will probably be satisfied."
Madman Casillo whispered as he raised his laser sniper rifle and fired.
"Stop reciting poems and deal with him quickly, Casillo."
Stryker roared as the fierce sound of automatic cannons continued to be heard in front of them, as well as the rhythmic drumming and chanting.
A narrow, easy-to-defend stone tunnel like this is very suitable for placing heavy firepower points, thus forming a two-way slaughterhouse for both the enemy and ourselves.
"They also want to scare us away."
Although the drumming and chanting gradually increased, the automatic cannon suddenly stopped firing.
"It misfired."
Stryker looked into Carcillo's eyes burning with madness.
"What do you think? Is this a way for the enemy to lure us out?"
The sniper sniffed the air carefully and shook his head.
"Probably not. Do you smell the burnt smell? It's the smell of burning ceramics. I can guarantee that these offal have definitely overheated the gun barrel and the thugs cannot use the ordnance correctly."
Stryker did not answer, but turned around, raised his knife, and rushed out of the bunker with a roar that was louder than the chants of the cultists.
"People of Catachan! Follow me! Follow me!"
Many strong men also joined the charge inspired by this shout.
Cassillo and Hedgehog also joined the charging team.
The strong men bent over and held knives, flew across the bunker, and rushed directly into the tunnel.
Stryker jumped over a sandbag bunker built in a ditch, his bayonet flashed red, and he directly opened the bellies of two cultists who were about to fire the jammed automatic cannon again.
Casillo crouched in the water, eyes fixed on the scope of the laser sniper rifle. He carefully selected targets and shot four cultists.
Laser gun and bolter fire also poured into the Catachans, killing several warriors. However, the charging Catachan was unstoppable and collided head-on with the cultists. Only a few people could be accommodated in the narrow space.
Fight in side-by-side slope tunnels.
It wasn't until this moment that those people realized why Catachan had become the empire's ace force.
They are without a doubt the deadliest form of Astra Militarum in close combat.
The Catachan scimitar roared across the darkness, countless people were chopped into pieces at close range, bayonets and sharp blades collided in sparks, and there was a shadow of swords and swords in the blood mist.
Stryker was currently engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand battle. He hacked to death at least twenty enemies and smashed five to death with his fists.
Around him, the frenzied fighting between soldiers resembled rush-hour traffic, and the water level in the ditch continued to rise as bodies piled up.
He shot a cultist in the head who was about to charge with a pistol, then quickly swung his machete and slit the throat of another enemy.
"For the Emperor! For revenge!"
he shouted,
I walked another fifty steps into the tunnel, looked down, and found that the water in the ancient river channel was dyed red.
After walking ten meters forward, he saw a young man who originally belonged to the empire but eventually betrayed the God-Emperor. He had an eight-pointed star carved on his forehead and his legs were cut off. He was dragging his body with difficulty and trying to climb up.
riverside.
"traitor!"
Stryker stepped forward and stepped on the opponent's back.
The young man vomited another mouthful of blood.
"I....."
He turned his head and looked at the condescending Stryker in despair.
"...just want to survive."
He vomited another mouthful of blood and then died.
Stryker spat at the other party and turned to shout at the soldiers.
"Crush them all! For the glory of the Emperor and Catachan!"
With deafening shouts, the Catachans rushed towards the enemy's formation in a dense formation, instantly breaking through the enemy's three lines of defense.
The cultists collapsed, as if it was not Catachan that came in, but a group of demons, and they began to turn around and run away regardless.
In the dark battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, the bloody hedgehog leaned against a pillar panting, while Casillo beside him kept firing lasers one after another into the darkness.
"What's this vibration about?"
Sensing something, Stryker put his ear against a stone.
"The whole tunnel is shaking!"
The next moment, he realized what was happening. "They opened the floodgates and released water! These damn things are going to wash us out."