Chapter 111 Tunnel Battle Tunnel Battle Killing Thousands of Orcs

If there is any theme about whether the empire is eternal, then Alan Bair will answer it without hesitation, but it will take more effort.

When he led his soldiers to walk in the narrow, damp and cold land, he hadn't seen the sun for about five or six days, and the psychological delusion of osteoporosis was enough to kill a mortal. Because of this, the empire has always been unwilling to Leave the responsibility for cleaning up the wreck to the Astra Militarum.

But that does not mean that the Astra Militarum cannot fight in tunnels. As an independent thing in the complex and messy world of the empire, hive cities are similar to the iconic buildings of the empire. I have never lived in a hive city in my life. It's hard to say whether I'm an Imperial person (such as the Tau Alliance) or not on the eastern level.

The Fourth Skadi Regiment is no stranger to tunnels. How to transform such a place is hard to believe. The battleship armor cannot be dug out, so it is blocked with orc debris, such as mud, and the orcs' domestic garbage is cast into gray. Walls, filled with metal for strength.

But you still can't expect that thing to have too much attack resistance or be a good cover, but in the dark hulk, it is an excellent camouflage.

In the dark underground world, those dark "walls" can completely allow orcs to fall into the surroundings of humans without noticing, and the smell of those things can also protect humans from being discovered by the sensitive noses of squig beasts.

And the goal of the whole plan is to disperse the orc troops into small forces, waiting to be defeated one by one by the Space Marines. Thanks to Alan Bair's new equipment, it can provide him with a psychic protection effect that far exceeds that of psychics, making that If you need to stay stationed for a long time, the mobile plan comes into effect.

It was already difficult for the three psychics to replace their own psychic powers. Their heads were always troubled by the burden of psychic powers. However, some of the soldiers taken away by Alan Baier reduced a lot of pressure and made their psychic powers drain. and the output tends to be stable.

It was clear that on the narrow, long, and damp exterior of the hulk, the Imperial Guard had the capability to fight for a long time, but they had no chance of stalling.

The soldiers used engineer shovels to compact the walls, leaving shooting holes, and then covered them with dark cloth. Alan Bair tightened his coat, where the greenskin stench and the unbearable air stasis blade of the untouchable were working, It's so painful that you want to run away.

If you want to describe it, smelly socks are mixed with rotten eggs and fermented mushrooms. They have an earthy smell and the "body odor" of soldiers who haven't showered in a long time.

It’s very good that the people who work there have experienced real death, war, and pain. Are the veterans of the Imperial Guard, the elite of the Fourth Skadi Regiment, walking in the rainforest climate when One Eye conquered Karoo City? A fierce man eating next to a rotting corpse.

They were male and female, old and young, but they all had the same look in their eyes. Resentment from the aliens and loyalty to the empire were mixed in their bodies.

"Okay, after the reinforcements are completed, go to the Tojo Tunnel. Follow him. Don't get separated. Don't be surprised if you see something you shouldn't see. Just use the power sickle to cut it."

Alan Bayer calmly ordered, and they repeated the same actions many times during that period, so that they were familiar with the road, but Alan Bayer kept repeating it and did not want to leave him, because the subspace was never good. thing.

He is like a parent looking after his children. He is also the leader of the fourth Skadi regiment. Those two identities overlap. There is no doubt that he is one of the few officers in the empire who truly cherishes his soldiers. The true mainstay of the empire.

That's why the proud Space Marines still agreed to the Astra Militarum and their actions, and were willing to bear the blade in that tunnel deployment.

There is no respect without reason. If the Skadi Fourth Regiment showed the courage to live to death and the courage to take real action, the Destruction Falcons would give them the respect that matches their actions.

The rustling footsteps of the soldiers still echoed there. There were several gorges that turned the tunnels that the orcs were accustomed to into a maze. They were built according to the veins of the hive's pipes. Even if they had lived there for hundreds of years, it would be difficult to identify them. Out of the way, unless they are not hive people.

"Is that the last one?" Alan Bayer wiped his sweat. It was difficult to sweat in such a cold place. Life in the East made him uncomfortable, but war was not comfortable in the first place.

Those detonators buried in the ground, carrying the Emperor's wrath, would tell the greenskins who invaded the human world that there was no good place there.

The lieutenant there reported. "Everything has been installed, no emperor."

Alan Bair nodded, which means that no matter what, the orcs in half of the hulk will disappear during that time. No matter who wins the war between the orcs, the Imperial Guard will become their harvester. Of course, he hopes more for snake bites. Victory, then he will kill the boss of Gough in the hulk and return to the camp to be killed by them.

Can it be said that a mantis stalks a cicada...

A sinister smile flashed across Alan Bayer's face. After all, he had never been softhearted when dealing with aliens.

"Very good, they..."

Pat, pat, before the words were finished, the sound of footsteps came from the tunnel. It was the sound of Imperial military boots. Alan Byrma was making leg talk. The silence there was scary at this moment. There was an ambush behind the dark wall. The Imperial Guard used night vision goggles to look into the distance of the tunnel.

Chaotic sounds followed, the low Gothic of the orcs, and those things came slowly. They were large in number, and they were obviously victorious. After all, the biggest among them was the war leader wearing countless animal teeth and leather. Undamaged, the legs are holding a ferocious giant orc head.

At this moment, Ailanbaier thought, with the Emperor's blessing, they were very lucky, and the place was narrow, so the troublesome giant beasts bred by the orcs could not get in, so they were trapped in the beasts outside.

The orcs were getting closer and closer. Their team was long, three in a row, very dense, and the orcs looked energetic. Although there were some whose legs and arms had just been connected, or whose wounds were obvious, it seemed that they had experienced a painful war, and the corpses of their own kind were baked around them. The chains on their necks were hanging around their teeth, and even the fart spirits had Squig meat to eat.

Even humans could feel that kind of wealth. Their good luck ended here, but in the middle of the orc team, there was a one-person cart covered with cloth, which was full of various orc decorations. Next to the war leader, the orcs looked at that thing with fear and worship, which made Ailanbaier feel good.

But how could he wait with the alien in front? He lowered his body and spoke in leg language.

[Guerrilla warfare, follow, notify Astartes and the base. 】

The soldiers reacted quickly, quietly, and deadly, just like in the forest. The incendiary explosives made of promethium were ready, and there were two terrible flamethrowers. Blood was about to happen there.

Tong Xun turned on the equipment and pressed the button. The hissing sound echoed in the camp. The Space Marines picked up their weapons and the staff began to arrange an ambush. The orcs were huge. They were like ants returning to their nests, wandering on different roads.

The restless and noisy sounds were inversely proportional to the extremely quiet Astartes and Imperial Guards. The orcs walked in a messy place where they didn't know what had changed, and gradually found themselves in a dead end.

The war boss Behemoth complained. "I'm in a good mood tomorrow, but is that kid leading the way?! I'm going to eat him tomorrow!"

The waaaghboss who had just experienced the war was still full of violence. The kid who hit the muzzle at that time naturally wanted to be unlucky, but the Squig they were waiting for did find that he was not very good at lowering his damn head and looking around.

"Well, our jumping, what am I doing?" The scout orc lowered his head and looked. Alanbair was watching from a distance around the corner and felt something was wrong.

"Start."

The soldier replied. "It's not at the maximum lethal range?"

"No way, I was discovered. I was too anxious and didn't do any breath treatment. Damn it, start."

The soldier pressed the detonator, and Skug suddenly screamed, and the scout orc shouted. "There is an explosion..."

Boom, boom, the violent explosion brought the bright flame of promethium. The Imperial Guard turned off the night vision goggles early and looked at the bright tunnel with their naked eyes. Then, behind the blown-up earth wall, there was an Astartes holding a storm bolter...

"Bury!" Before the orcs who came back could speak, the sound of violent bombs embedded in flesh and blood appeared. The two Astartes smashed the flesh and blood like a meat grinder, and at this moment, Astartes warriors holding power sickles appeared in the corners everywhere, advancing against all odds.

Then, the remaining orcs noticed that they were not very good. When they retreated, the Imperial Guard had blocked the back, and fierce flamethrowers and explosive weapons were fired. Many people in the back of the Imperial Guard kept reloading ammunition and handed new weapons to their companions who had run out of ammunition in front.

There was no gap in the firepower and no cover. In the fierce firepower, several of the strongest and most powerful bosses and war leaders were still standing. The giant beast boss was showing off. "What!?"

"We are a group of bad boys, coming to attack me? If you want to fight, I'm here to accompany you at any time! Bastard!"

He rushed forward angrily and frantically, with terrifying strength. The structure of his body made of dark age materials and embedded in his flesh and blood provided him with the top defense of the orcs, even stronger than the Terminator armor.

The other bosses were similar. The convenience provided by the space ship was indescribable. If the orcs there were in other worlds, they could easily rely on that set of equipment to dominate the greenskins of the world. That was why the orc tribe in the space ship was more dangerous and terrible.

But he was not stupid. The place where he charged was the Imperial Guard. Although it had the strongest firepower, it was the place with the weakest defense blockade. The behemoth was very smart. Even when facing shrimps that he had not seen for hundreds of years, he was still calm and deadly.

But what was incomprehensible was that even in such a situation, he used his body to protect the strange cage, and hung the chain of the cage trailer around his waist, carrying the weight to escape and break through.

Ailanbaier and the staff were watching with equipment. They wanted to order a retreat, but in such a situation, even if there were deaths, the orc had to be taken. Ryan did not understand it at school. The commanders of the 4th Regiment of Skadi and the 143rd Regiment of the Paltolia Guard shouted at the same time.

"The 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment!"

"The 143rd Partorian Guard Regiment!"

"We must not let those aliens go!"

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard burst into shouts that shook the entire tunnel. "For the Emperor!"

Even if they wanted to die dozens or hundreds of people, they took out their power weapons, even if they wanted to be shattered to pieces, for the Empire, for the Emperor, they had to leave that monster there.

Sacrifice, enlightenment, when they were willing to use their delicate souls to cross the endless night of the Empire, they were destined, and they were ready, even if they were asked to sacrifice, asked them to die, they would gladly accept it.

But no matter how heroic it was, the staff officer, Alan Baier, and Ryan ordered their brothers and sisters to sacrifice for justice at this moment, which would definitely not be pleasant, but war will never be won by investing 3 people for 1 person and constantly pulling the losses.

If we don't sacrifice tomorrow and wait for the orcs to pay attention to humans and form a regular and organized counterattack on the hulk, the death will become even greater.

"Only the Emperor..." Alan Bair couldn't bear to put down the observer. He wished he could fight the orc leader himself, but as a commander, he could endure it.

The empire needs him, Skadi needs him, his hometown needs him, and even the regiment still needs him. Responsibility has bound Alan Bair. Although he still likes to take risks, fight, and also looks forward to peace and rest, as an empire Officer, there are so many things he is not allowed to do.

Listening to the roar of the orcs echoing in the tunnel at this moment, Alan Bair's heart sank to the bottom. He sighed. As an Imperial Guard, he was tired.

But before such emotions arose, the staff officer shouted. "Angel! Red-headed angel!"

Alan Bylma pushed away the staff officer and looked into the telescope. In the blurred narrow field of vision, the scarlet warrior helmet and the logo of the Destruction Eagle Chapter, the Space Marine sergeant stood in front of the Imperial Guard.

"Mortal, go quickly." He crossed his power sickle and hammer on his chest, pressing against the huge beast-controlling pincers of the crazy orc boss.

The Imperial Guard retreated in an orderly manner and distanced themselves. Although they were unwilling to do so, they still recognized that the Emperor's Angel was great, so great that they would surrender their honor to him.

The high-tech fine gold of the dark age and the position of destruction collided with each other, and the light drawn between destruction and solidity was enough to blind the eyes of mortals.

Alan Bairhanxuan. ‘Hum him! Beat that boss to death, Su... cough cough cough..."

"In the name of the Emperor!"

It has to be said that the Space Marine sergeant is indeed very skilled in martial arts. In the fight with the orc leader, he brilliantly used Emperor Huang Rencheng's physical attack to kick away the orc boss at a speed that a mortal could not see. The orc did not react at all. To the east, the sickle and warhammer are raised high.

The thing with a destructive attitude smashed into the east, instantly cracking the head of the victorious leader. Amidst the unbelievable roars of the other orcs, they fled, and were surrounded and suppressed by space warriors. The annihilation of the space hulk lasted for half a month. , the joint battle between the Imperial Guard, the Imperial Navy, and the Space Marines came to an end...

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When the orc boss died, the thing in the cage woke up. It felt that its servant was dead, and a trace of its anger rose. The machine soul of the ship was mobilized, and distortions and weirdness continued to appear.

The psychic screamed. "Ah! Emperor! No..." Then the head exploded, and even the lady who was divining with Alan Bair died instantly...

A weird atmosphere filled the entire tunnel. Things seemed to be getting better?