After that, the Cerberus swarm that arrived launched a lightning-fast attack, and launched an extremely cruel and bloody fight with the protoss and zerg that attacked Yinster's unit, like
A planing knife is as sharp, cold and sharp.
The imperial army, whose pressure was suddenly reduced, regrouped and gathered its forces to launch a counterattack.
After that, the Jörmungandr swarm continued to increase its troops through the Nydus Worms that kept breaking out of the ground, and the battle continued until the starry sky slowly climbed up to the horizon.
Even in the dark night, fierce exchanges of fire can be heard from all directions, and the bright lights of explosions in the sky are flashing. The traces of the battle reach from the ground to tens of thousands of feet in the sky. Illumination bombs, laser beams, and plasma beams light up over and over again.
In the clear night sky, only the brightest stars are still faintly visible.
This was a disorderly melee. This raid completely disrupted the pre-arrangement of the Imperial landing force, and each Imperial force was forced to fight independently.
To make matters worse, the satellites and ground communication base stations of the imperial command system were suddenly attacked by the protoss. The attack range included the corps, division, brigade and battalion-level headquarters of the imperial army. This was probably an orbiting satellite base station.
The signal sent completely exposed the location of each high-level command unit.
The enemy did not wait until they were ready to attack.
During this period, communication between Inster's unit and the 7th Marine Infantry Division was temporarily interrupted.
When a lieutenant colonel took over the command, they learned that the command center where the division commander General Ludweder was located had been suddenly attacked, and that he himself and his adjutant and staff had suffered mishaps. Not only the division headquarters, but also the battalion
No one could be contacted, and there was no news from the fleet in orbit.
That night, bad news came one after another.
When a battle broke out on this side, another hive force of the Jörmungandr Swarm began to besiege the No. 4 Shuiyuan Fortress where the 7th Marine Infantry Division was about to go for reinforcements. In just a few hours, thousands of
All the defenders were wiped out.
The second and third lines of defense were broken through one after another before they were fully formed, and they could not even delay for much time. On a bloody evening, the 19th and 76th Marine Infantry on the route of the Jörmungandr swarm advanced
The division was massacred, with more than 20,000 dead.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
Immediately afterwards, the Jörmungandr swarm that drove straight into the water source oasis colony crossed the defense line. A total of twenty-one divisions of troops were besieged, dismembered and annihilated. It was a blessing and a curse that Inster's troops were not there.
Among them, they were very close to the encirclement, almost under their noses.
At this moment, our own Cerberus swarm has long disappeared. After the battle, they turned around and disappeared into the worm network of the Jörmungandr swarm, continuing to pursue their enemies.
Obviously, the Lord of Cerberus has his own ideas about leading troops to fight.
After being unable to contact the command center for a long time and with poor communication, the grassroots imperial officers united and took over the control to command the battalion and brigade-level troops.
Lieutenant Colonel Grantz took over the position of commander of the 7th Marine Infantry Division. Because he was leading the troops in a command vehicle outside, he escaped the protoss attack on the division headquarters.
The new division commander sent vulture riders to serve as communications troops to gather the troops, and ordered to continue advancing to Fortress No. 4 to rescue the troops besieged by the Jörmungandr swarm and join them.
Yinstel could see Lieutenant Colonel Grantz's intention: they could only move forward, not retreat.
There is almost no danger in the hinterland of the flat oasis. Retreating means exposing your back and flanks to the bloodthirsty Jörmungandr insect swarm. Competing with the insect swarm for endurance is a dead end. Returning to New Richmond City
It's a long way to go. In comparison, Shuiyuan Fortress No. 4, which they were originally going to, is much closer.
If they could gather enough strength to recapture the fortress and hold it until subsequent reinforcements arrived, they would not be completely wiped out on the first day they landed in the colony.
Will this be another Brochus Hel landing massacre? Without those famous Imperial generals, the remaining commanders simply don't know how to fight.
No, they are still excellent commanders. The many victories that Emperor Augustus brought to the Tyranids have made Yinster forget how hard they used to fight.
The cerebrates are always learning and becoming stronger. They have survived the first total war and the Brood War. Every time they fight against the Protoss Empire and the Tyranid Empire, the zerg swarm is learning lessons, and
Never do it again.
In front of the swarm of insects, if they make one wrong move, they will be doomed.
If Lieutenant Colonel Grantz wants to save his army, he must fight against the odds and fight against the odds.
That night, Inster's platoon kept fighting.
They followed their company towards Shuiyuan Fortress No. 4, advancing behind the barrage of siege tanks. The armored troops and all the marauder companies gathered to take the lead, almost stepping on the corpses of enemies and comrades in the attack.
The wanton flow of blood made the originally hard ground underfoot become muddy and slippery. I don't know how many people died that night and never saw the sun the next day.
Later, some troops from several nearby divisions also joined Inster. Many troops were wiped out, and the remaining troops either joined other troops or disappeared.
This battle was very difficult. The number of Jörmungandr swarms was more than ten times theirs, and they were constantly attacking the crumbling weak points.
People kept falling down, and the injured had no time to be moved and treated.
Most of the medical transport aircraft were shot down, and the remaining ones had to continue to lower their altitude to avoid the protoss' Phoenix fighter fleet. Their air power was already finished.
Since the army is always on the move, field hospitals are not of use at this time, so we can only rely on armored ambulances equipped with medical equipment. But in this case, even finding those ambulances is a pipe dream.
Lin, who was injured the day before, could not be transferred to Haven for training as Inster expected. The hydralisk that attacked him evolved a new venom gland, causing it to spray out its crest.
The needle transformed into a poisonous dagger coated with poison, possibly from some species of venomous snake from New Trinidad.
This is hopeless until a new antidote is developed.
Riyol kept carrying Lin on his back, and Yinster could only scold him and ask him to put down Lin's body. Finally Riyol cried.
It was not until noon of the next day that the 7th and 11th Marine Infantry Divisions finally broke through the Jörmungandr Swarm's defenses and joined up with the remnants of the other two divisions.
At this time, as a second lieutenant, Yinstel suddenly became a battalion commander like a rocket, which meant that all the company commanders and platoon commanders he had taken the position before had died, or were no longer able to command their own troops.
Since the fleet in orbit never sent reinforcements, the lost troops could not be replaced, and the experienced commanders also suffered heavy casualties, which could only be made up for through larger-scale temporary promotions.
This situation has become more and more common in the increasingly fierce battles over the years. The junior officers of the Imperial Army still maintain the tradition of the Revolutionary Army era and often take the lead in charging into battle, which greatly increases their mortality rate.
Under such a situation, lower-level soldiers and non-commissioned officers have more opportunities for promotion, which is very similar to the end of the old Federation.
However, even though he has become the battalion commander, the number of soldiers under him has been reduced to less than one-third of the original number. The original platoon was forced to be mixed with the other two platoons to maintain combat strength.
When Yinstel led his troops to retake Shuiyuan Fortress No. 4, he realized that this was an impossible task.
The towering steel city still stands, but it has been completely reduced to a nest of worms. The zerg has infected the entire building, and a large number of crest crawlers, spore cannons and bile projectiles crawl along the veins and
The fortress walls of connective tissue grew vigorously, forming a terrifying fire network.
The Swarm has never done this in the past.
Just when they were on the verge of despair, support from orbit finally arrived.
They received support from men and supplies one after another. Only then did Inster become the real battalion commander, and he found that he was fully qualified for this position.
Three full-strength Kaimorian Airborne Divisions were also thrown into the battle. These troops, composed of workers, miners and explorers, wore rusty brass-colored armor to distinguish them from the Imperial troops.
These Camorians have a strong will to fight, not even inferior to the elite troops of the Empire such as the 7th Marine Division.
Since the rise of the empire, the internal rule of the Kemerian Consortium has been declining day by day. The current corporate coalition government has already followed Kehama's lead and handed over the command of the coalition's army to the Imperial High Command without any hesitation. Anyway,
The army is an army trained and established by the empire. In terms of command and dispatch, those shrewd businessmen and politicians have nothing to say.
But the nature of the Camorians means that they will never become Tyranids, Yinstel is absolutely sure of this.
Not only the Kaimorians, but also the United States of Umoyan also sent troops.
The Umoyan democratically elected parliament was originally worried that the power of the Terran Empire would use this to erode and control their country. However, after the Golden Fleet and the Insect Swarm effortlessly destroyed several United States territories, the Umoyan Protectorate Army immediately became determined.
The earth stood on the side of the Terran Empire.
Several mercenary groups also arrived at the same time. Many of these veteran mercenaries were people who were unwilling to join the Imperial Army during the Federation era and could not find other better jobs after retiring. Their combat effectiveness is better than that of ordinary Imperial recruits.
The soldiers are stronger, but the price is high.
Even if the world is about to be destroyed, commissions still have to be collected. Not many people will question this.
The new support force meant that the fleet in orbit was able to free up means to provide fire support, so Lieutenant Colonel Grantz once again ordered the attack on Fortress No. 4.
The next night, they used tactical nuclear bombs and flamethrowers to clear the way before they invaded and retook the fortress.
The remaining troops of the seven divisions, about 30,000 men, took advantage of the weakening of the Jörmungandr insect swarm offensive to repair the fortress and held on until the third day.
But on the third night, the corpses of those comrades who had not been burned in time staggered over, dragging horrifying rotten bodies. Horrible spores took root and sprouted on their broken corpses, twisting people into monsters.
Inster and his warriors had to kill them again.
On the fourth day, a legion of fanatics appeared in front of the fortress and launched a massive offensive. They used their only reserve troops, and even the medical soldiers filled the gaps in the battle line with weapons. On this day, Yinstel ran out of
With all the stimulants, he had basically not slept much in the past nearly a hundred hours.
The number of casualties in the army has reached an unbearable proportion, and they are on the verge of collapse.
At the same time, the battle situation in orbit is not optimistic, and the follow-up fleet of the Golden Fleet has arrived.
The fleet commander had to admit that they had to abandon the planet and ordered all transport ships to be put down to pick up the troops on the surface.
"We stayed here for four days and nights, but in the end we had to give up here. So, what is the meaning of our sacrifice?" On the Hercules transport ship returning to the fleet, McGinn sat next to Inster.
He is the last survivor of Inster's original platoon except for himself. The others have stayed in the water source forever.
The oasis of water has now been reduced to a puddle of corruption.
Looking back now in the direction of New Richmond, I can only see streaks of black smoke rising into the sky. The ugly carpet of creeping fungus spreads like scars on the earth. Wherever it goes, there is no grass and it is desolate.
A place full of life is a lifeless scene.
In just a few days, Yinstel almost completely forgot what the water oasis looked like, and could only vaguely recall the impressive lake and blue sky.
It is now a ruins of rubble.
Look at the atrocities committed by our enemies on our lands. The protoss and zerg are killing with impunity.
Eamon admired this wonderful doomsday drama very much and personally arranged for the actors to appear on stage.
"I don't know." Yinstel rubbed an identity plate in his hand.
Heinlein was blown to pieces by a baneling bug buried underground. Not even a broken bone could be found. Yinster only found his identity plate.
These people trusted him and regarded him as a leader and an authority in fighting, but whether he could live up to their trust. In the end, there was only so much left to prove that they had existed and fought here.
Yinstel thought of the last words of Emperor Augustus:
I have signed an order, ordering every inch of mountains and rivers and every inch of blood. I am just a mediocre person, but I ask you to be selfless and holy like a saint, and I ask you to pay, sacrifice, and dedicate.
The transport plane rose into the clouds, and only small black dots remained in the ruins of New Richmond below.
In the end, they watched numbly in high-altitude orbit as the protoss fleet destroyed the Heliok III, until anger and grief poured into their throats like hot spicy oil.