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Chapter 926 Breaking the Dam

The Catachans stumbled back from the ancient river channel that continuously discharged floods, but this place was very narrow and it was difficult for everyone to evacuate for a while.

Suddenly, Stryker noticed that there were many honeycomb-shaped caves on both sides of the ancient river channel, which were large enough to accommodate a person.

"Hide to the sides! Hide in the hole! Hide in the hole!"

Hearing Stryker's roar that could penetrate the eardrums, the soldiers retreated to the cave on the river bank with difficulty.

Soon, the flood swept in, and the corpses rushed out of the waterway quickly formed a pile of corpses.

There were chaotic noises and desperate cries everywhere. It was obvious that the flood did not drown many Catachan soldiers, but it wiped out all the cultists.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that Stryker emerged from the hole he was hiding in.

After counting the number of people, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Cultists, Chaos Space Marines, Daemons... He is not afraid of any enemy, and he has the courage to fight any beast in the universe.

But the tens of millions of liters of water pouring down from the narrow stone pipe...

"This water probably cost us twenty people..."

As the hedgehog said this, he grabbed Casillo's uniform and pulled him out of the water.

"I have to get exact casualty figures from the squad commander, I don't want vague answers!"

Stryker shouted, then pressed the communication bead.

"Attention, commanders of all squads! Please improve the order of the communication channels! Reorganize the team immediately!"

The communication channel immediately sounded the orders of the entire team and the status of casualties.

"Sir, what should we do now? The enemy has been alerted. From a tactical perspective, it may be..."

"Forget about the tactical level. Once they understand that they can't defeat us at the combat level, they will open the floodgates and release the water, so that the water will flow for several hours. By then, they will have arrangements at every entrance and exit.

Defensive positions will even be mined."

Stryker cursed a few more times and touched his face with wet hands.

They are very close to victory, but may just miss it.

"Forward! As fast as possible!!"

Knowing that he had to fight against time, Stryker immediately led the Catachan regiment into the ancient road with water up to their waist. The enemy did not know that they were alive at this time, and even thought that they had won the victory, so they were defenseless.

When the Catachans rushed out from the entrance of the ancient river channel, they ran into a dense but lazy enemy force head on.

The distance between them and the enemy is very close, and every step forward is won by morale and sharp blades.

It was already late at night, and the ancient river channel led directly to the east side of the dam. This dark corridor was constantly lit by laser fire, and there were laser ablation marks everywhere on the top and walls.

"Demoman! Demoman move now!!"

Stryker shouted, blowing the enemy's chest with his pistol.

"Others provide cover, stay in formation!"

Heavy explosive shells were fired at the cultists in front, mowing down a group of enemies.

Soon, they encountered increasingly intensive firepower, and the new enemies that appeared were different from those they had encountered before.

They were a group of beasts with swollen bodies, wearing robes that were originally white but were now dyed red with blood. They came from outside this planet. Most of the cultists landed on Pai Shang like locusts and slaughtered the people on it.

Some bore Khorne's blasphemous markings on their eyebrows and cheeks, carried heavy cleavers and lasguns, and wore armor.

"Damn it!"

More and more bullets were fired in the direction of Carcillo. He hurriedly lay down and pulled out the laser rifle held in his arms.

Then he lay down, pulled out a full battery, inserted it into the slot of the gun and checked the sight on the gun.

Then, he lay down on the ground, and the enemy's figure gradually appeared in the scope.

He saw several enemies in the distance who were reloading heavy felling machine guns, so

The first shot was fired, but it missed.

But Casillo was not affected, adjusted the sight, and after exhaling, the second shot cleanly killed the enemy who was reloading.

After that, he calmly fired three more shots, knocking down the enemy who was in a daze.

Upon seeing this, the enemy's machine gun squad immediately did not dare to show its head again.

At this moment, several blasters stumbled back, which also represented a signal.

"Retreat! All retreat!!!!"

The Catachan regiment began to move toward the other side of the dam in an orderly manner. Their goal was to reach the mountain on the west side of the dam and lure the enemy to the dam.

Sure enough, groups of enemies began to pursue him.

"Sir!"

On one side of the Voss camp, Brunei, who was leading a militia group to pretend to attack the camp, suddenly heard the call of the communications troops.

"Channel 82, I just heard the code!"

The communication soldier looked towards Brunei while debugging the communication bead.

"What is it?"

"The secret code is swim ring!"

Brunei blinked, threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground and stamped it out, then shouted at the militiamen who were shooting at the camp:

"Call it off! Retreat! Speed! Retreat!!!"

Not long after the militia group got out of the battle,

A deafening explosion sounded, and the shock wave almost made the soldiers stand unsteady, and caused ripples on the pebbles of the river bed.

Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, a hole was blown open in the dam one kilometer away, and then a crack visible to the naked eye began to spread on the dam body.

Boom——

In a moment, in a terrible slow motion, with the sound of landslides, a wave of destruction poured down from the collapsed dam, continuously and continuously.

It first hit the protective wall of the Voss Camp, smashing the wall into pieces, and then the stones below the dam were peeled off piece by piece.

The ground shook constantly, and water mist and dust turned the air into a thick, turbid mass.

The dam has completely collapsed, the surging river will be liberated, and the resisters of the Banishing Star no longer need to worry about drinking water for the time being.

Although it’s only temporary——

boom----

The enemy's artillery fire suddenly struck from a distance, dyeing the brown night sky in the middle of the night with a fiery red flash.

Stryker was sitting in the back seat of the car, his legs draped over the front seat.

The sound came from the east, and the sound of the cannon sounded like the snap of someone slapping a huge sweat-soaked sheet in the hot, heavy air.

Perhaps it was an angry enemy seeking meaningless revenge.

At this time, the dry-wet balance in the environment has been broken, and there is a cold wind stirring in the air. Stryker feels very comfortable, but it also brings a sense of stickiness.

The team was walking along a road leading to the Crest Fortress, the base camp of the Paiji Star resistance, and could see some guard towers along the way.

These watchtowers are set up every 100 meters along the main pass. They are erected on the inaccessible mountain walls. Each watchtower is about 10 meters high. The main body is composed of locally harvested wood and is supplemented by riveted beams and columns.

Supports the outpost made of bulletproof steel plates at the top of the tower.

"Sir!"

Seeing Brunei coming, Stryker put down his legs.

Suddenly, he realized that the air was filled with the smell of alcohol, and then noticed the wine bottle in the other person's hand.

"Give me a drink."

Stryker pointed to the bottle.

"It needs to be fierce."

Brunei smiled and poured the wine into a broken cup.

"Sir."

After taking the wine, Stryker took a big sip. It was indeed very strong, making his chest feel like it was burning.

But on a cold night, there's nothing better than a stiff drink.

After taking two sips of wine, Stryker looked to the west. Behind the thin fog, he could still vaguely see red firelight through the trees.

"Is the enemy's artillery fire this far away?"

Suddenly, he realized that he had thought wrongly, that was not enemy artillery fire——

"Oops!"


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