As early as when the blaster installed the explosives, the soldiers had already found a cover and covered their ears. The violent shock wave caused by the explosion washed away stone fragments, broken metal and other rubble for more than fifty meters.
The explosives melted the stone wall directly, causing granite debris to flow down like a landslide.
The fierce heat wave did not dissipate for a while, leaving Stryker's night vision only with amber image.
After the heat wave dissipated, the imaging in the instrument made Captain Katachang see that the former water gate had been blown open, becoming a burning wound and a broken ruin.
Suddenly, he heard an angry scream from the steep slope.
Then an alarm sounded everywhere.
There is no doubt that there is no defender here as he thought, or that there is a traitor in Vos Camp, giving the location of this ancient river channel.
Although the enemy is already prepared, Stryker no longer intends to stop.
"Go up! Rush up!"
Amid his roar, the Katachangs began to attack the Watergate.
The incineration team rushed into the gate of the blow-off and smashing along the slope. The three of them straited the front with flamethrowers, burning everything in front of them.
Behind them, Stryker directed a commando equipped with heavy logging guns to shoot at the pedestrian passage on the side of the Watergate, killing a large number of cultists who tried to retreat to the bunker at the beginning of the attack.
The third wave of offensive was the heavy weapon team. Their main weapon was the heavy blaster. If it were normal people, it would definitely be necessary to set it up as soon as possible. However, these strong men were like a small man dragging a heavy rifle and firing hard.
Stryk held the explosive pistol in one hand and the Katachan scimitar in the other, and rushed forward.
He shouted at the enemy, and everyone's shadow was reflected in the shallow water by the flames.
The hedgehog also jumped up and groped for the trumpet on his waist.
"Blow the trumpet, hedgehog."
The hedgehog found the battle horn and then blew hard into it.
Doudou———
All the Katachang teams heard the sound of metal horns at the same time. Although there was damp darkness ahead of them, they still began to speed up and sprint.
"Rare!! Kill all heresies!"
"Pay attention to the left!"
The hedgehog suddenly shouted,
In the darkness, an automatic cannon suddenly opened fire, and the two Katachang warriors flew into a bloody mist.
Feeling the shells flying over my head, Stryker hurriedly hid into a bunker.
"Discover enemy firepower!"
Katachang shouted into the communication bead.
"Their firepower covers the entire river, lie down!"
The Katachang soldiers quickly searched for cover, and the cold water flowed near their knees.
"This is really a heavy firepower slaughter site, and the God of Death will probably be satisfied."
Madman Casilo whispered, holding up a laser sniper rifle to shoot.
"Stop thinking about poetry, solve him quickly, Casilo."
Stryker roared, and there continued to be fierce sounds of automatic cannons in front of them, as well as rhythmic drums and chants.
A narrow and easy-to-defense stone tunnel like this is very suitable for setting up heavy firepower points, which creates a two-way slaughter field for both the enemy and us.
"They also want to scare us away."
Although the drums and chants gradually increased, the automatic cannon suddenly stopped firing.
“It’s silenced.”
Stryk looked at Casillo's crazy eyes.
"What do you think? Will it be the enemy's way to lure us out?"
The sniper sniffed a few sips of the air carefully and shook his head.
"It shouldn't be. Do you smell that burning smell? It's the smell of ceramic burning. I can guarantee that these miscellaneous pieces will definitely overheat the barrels and the thugs cannot use the ordnance correctly."
Instead of answering, Stryker turned around and raised his knife, yelling out of the bunker, the shouting louder than the cult chant.
"Katachang people! Follow me! Follow me!"
Many strong men also joined the charge under the inspiration of this shout.
Casillo and the Hedgehog also joined the charge.
The strong men bent over and held their knives, flew across the bunker, and rushed directly into the tunnel.
Stryk crossed a sandbag bunker built in a ditch, and saw the bayonet red, and directly picked up the stomachs of two cultists who were about to make the stuck automatic cannon fire again.
Casilo squatted in the water, staring at the scope on the laser sniper rifle, he carefully selected the target and shot four cultists to death.
The laser gun and explosive gun fire also poured towards the Katachang and killed several soldiers, but the charge Katachang was unstoppable and collided head-on with the cultists, fighting in a narrow slope tunnel that could only accommodate a few people side by side.
It was not until this moment that those people realized why Katachang became the ace force of the empire.
They are undoubtedly the deadliest astral army in melee combat.
Katachang's scimitar roared through the darkness, and countless people were chopped into pieces at close range. The bayonet and the sharp blade collided in the sparks, and there was a sword and sabre shadow in the blood mist.
Stryker was in this fierce hand-to-hand combat at this time. He killed at least twenty enemies and killed five with his fists.
Around him, the crazy and crowded fight between soldiers was like traffic at peak times, and the water level was rising because of the continuous accumulation of corpses in the ditch.
He shot through the head of a cultist who was about to rush over with his pistol, then quickly waved the scimitar and slit the throat of an enemy.
"For the Emperor! For the Revenge!"
He shouted,
I walked fifty steps into the tunnel and looked down, and found that the water in the ancient river channel was dyed red.
After walking ten meters ahead, he saw a young man who originally belonged to the empire but eventually betrayed the God Emperor. His forehead was engraved with eight-pointed stars and his legs were cut off. He was now dragging his body hard to try to climb to the river.
"traitor!"
Stryk walked forward and stepped on the other person's back.
The young man spat another mouthful of blood.
"I....."
He turned his head and looked at the condescending Stryker in despair.
“…just want to survive.”
He spat another mouthful of blood and died.
Stryk spat and turned to shout at the warriors.
"Break them down! For the glory of the Emperor and Katachang!"
Amid the deafening shouts, Katachang and others rushed towards the enemy in a dense formation, instantly breaking through the three lines of defense of the enemy.
The cultists collapsed, as if it was not Katachang who rushed in, but a group of demons who began to turn around and run away regardless.
In the battlefield filled with smoke from the darkness, the bloody hedgehog leaned on a pillar panting, and Casillo next to him kept shooting lasers into the darkness one after another.
"What's going on with this shock?"
Sensing something, Stryker leaned his ear against a stone.