Chapter 220 The Final Battle of the Trapped Beast

Chapter 220 The initial battle between trapped beasts

The expeditionary legion continued to advance, and the traitor troops were retreating steadily. Most of them believed that they had lost their advantage and evacuated from the castle starport. At the same time, countless ships were destroyed by the empire's loyal warships, and beautiful flames glowed in the void.

In the past, when a small amount of resistance still existed, the Partoria 143rd Regiment, the Partoria 36th Regiment, the Varea 17th Infantry Regiment, the Ideon 1st Armored Regiment, and the Panlan 1st Armored Regiment At noon in the east, they captured the impregnable Wudun Fortress.

Since the beginning of the war, for more than two months, the Revenge Expedition Army has not been on the offensive side. The Militilia rebels are more willing to stick to their positions and conduct defensive operations. In addition to launching counterattacks to regain lost ground when necessary, or missing the expedition Apart from surprise attacks on the Army Group's front, the rebels took no offensive action.

But just after such a sacrifice from the alien, the strategic situation changed. When Lane's Partoria 143rd Army approached the second line of defense from the north, it would encounter the enemy's first offensive since the war began.

But what followed was a high precision strike by the powerful armored forces and the destruction of the shield by the void battleship. The traitors were surprised that their trusted governor did not activate the weapon, and in just a moment, many commanders realized that the previous equipment The slowness is not an illusion.

The "rumor" that the Governor was dead burned like wildfire in the dry grassland, destroying the will and aspirations of most of the traitors, and crushing their remaining expectations. If they had succeeded before, they would still be able to survive with the Governor's help. Now, what awaits them is death and the merciless judgment of the empire.

It can even be said that the defections caused by morale problems are greater than the loss of manpower caused by the Imperial Guard's attack. If they had stuck to their posts and at least opened fire to resist Jidong, the war would not have been so smooth.

Finally, during the bombing, the seemingly indestructible adamantine wall collapsed. Ryan gave the order to rest next to the school. The soldiers were relieved. Surrounded by armored vehicles, accompanied by Lemanus, Chimera, Basilisk, and Hydra, Many "demons" to keep them safe.

For example, the golden wall of Ming Dynasty has been reduced to rubble, and the tall orbital defense equipment has been dismantled by the angels using melta and bombs. Victory is so close that the soldiers of the Imperial Guard began to joke that it would be very dangerous to meet the enemy from the east. Support for a few days, or a few hours.

It does not mean that they are arrogant, but the war was indeed easier than they imagined. They did not know the efforts of the officers and the help of the aliens, but they felt that the operation was devastating and resolute, and those traitors were even more unbearable. one strike.

For the first time, they felt the battlefield in the military affairs department's manual. It was relaxed and there were very few deaths. War seemed to be a natural thing, although the soldiers were still vigilant.

But when the demi-human auxiliary legion brought the cauldron filled with the aroma of liquid tea, the soldiers were already salivating at the stews that were hot and should not be eaten by humans. They included a small amount of cod meat, vegetables, starchy crops, and protein. , starch, and vitamins.

When picking up pots and pans, some even used helmets to pick up the ones that were not available. No one paid much attention to them on the battlefield, and many people even thought that dandruff was a kind of seasoning.

The soldiers, hungry and battered, having endured a forced march in the east and witnessed a bombardment by battleships and tanks, had little to find fault with.

As the saying goes, they are worse than homeless people, but looking at it now, Keke is not as good as a stray dog.

In the command-type Salamander tank, Ryan looked at the trenches they crossed. Partoria's soldiers were methodically cleaning up the cruel battlefield there. Death and collapse seemed worthless to those Predator warriors. Unlike their gorgeous appearance, they are disciplined and fearful of death. Although they are not as famous as Krieg, they are not the backbone of the empire.

The soldiers came with hot soup, and Ryan leaned out of the top of the tank at school, holding the iron bowl like a dog bowl and slowly stirring its outside with an easily broken spoon that was a light industrial product of the Empire's garbage.

The quality and quantity of the meat, ingredients, and yam are better than those of ordinary soldiers, but they are only at normal levels. This is not the level after Alan Bair and the agricultural world of Sun Lord Nadong, which is disappointing.

The war left the place in a mess. Wearing a red and red military uniform that looked like a dress, Ryan walked very improperly on top of the Salamander tank in school. Otherwise, there was something that the aristocratic boy before would never do, at least engine oil. Has made his ornate military uniform filthy.

his lieutenant asked. "Sir, do you regret joining the expedition?"

Ryan shook his head at school. "Does he think that the steak and red wine that he was tired of eating should be kept until now and distributed to the soldiers who fought bloody battles?"

"Just give him those cod fish soup. If he doesn't need so many good things, he can just talk about it later." He sighed. As a newly promoted commander, he relied on his relationship with the Sun Lord to do this. A status that a general would not necessarily have.

Those who dislike him will also shut up and disappear, and his family will be able to sit back and relax for hundreds or even thousands of years after coming to the east, because he is not the supreme ruler of the Astra Militarum and the "friend of the reserve member of the Council of High Lords" ".

At least a comrade...

That made him not used to it. He was no stranger to earning a living, but now he relied a little on things like one person achieving enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascending to heaven...

The pride in his bones prevented him from allowing himself to do that, but his powerlessness on the battlefield seemed to prove that. He was not as good as the hero who destroyed the eagle, and there was not much he could do compared to Kane. .

"What's the situation with the sergeant?" he asked.

The adjutant answered from outside the Salamander. "The wall that has not completely collapsed is on standby. They have established radio communication. He feels that the world is not completely safe."

The school dug up the last bite of food. "Intuition? It's hard to judge their vigilance. OK, call the soldiers up. The war has started again."

The adjutant turned on the radio at this moment, but he didn't speak. A familiar voice said. "School, there is no destruction of the Eagle. The enemy is coming..."

Ryan asked in disbelief. "Direction?"

The sergeant answered. "38 o'clock."

The school picked up his telescope, and the slightly noisy dust and black smoke from the fuel represented the situation.

Although the rebels gave up the northern defense line and the entire outer wall without firing a shot, they organized an armored unit in the area between the northern defense line and the core defense line.

That's right. The rebels have assembled a considerable armored reserve in the first residential area of ​​the castle. A large number of Lemanus main battle tanks, Chimera armored personnel carriers, Salamander self-propelled artillery and Griffin self-propelled heavy mortars and their crews have been specially preserved and concentrated there, preparing to counterattack the Revenge Expeditionary Army.

For some reason, the rebels who seemed to have lost their homes before suddenly made up their minds to take advantage of the opportunity when the army left the solid trenches and rested in the open area to hit them hard.

Now the Partorians have occupied the temporary position. The forward observation post in the area reported that they heard a large number of enemy vehicles moving around. Moreover, when testing the enemy's intentions, the enemy's interference artillery fire also increased. It is obvious that they are trying to prevent reconnaissance operations.

Previously, the school believed that the rebels might launch a counterattack in a local area, so they supplemented the front regiment, rested and adjusted, and prepared to order everyone to stand by and prepare for battle at night.

But now, the soldiers quickly dug a new trench (most of which was a shallow trench) and prepared laser rifles to face the traitors' attack.

The first to arrive were the rebels' shells. First, the test shells fell everywhere, and then the concentrated fire poured down on the positions of the 143rd Regiment of Partoria, and the barrage came like a storm.

The heavy shells were mixed with smoke bombs, which spewed thick red smoke, covering the entire battlefield. The enemy launched the first wave of attacks under the cover of smoke.

The traitor drivers stepped on the accelerator, and the tanks and armored personnel carriers rolled over the rugged ruins. Behind them, the stars were just about to set, and the bright moon rose a pale red light behind the dust raised by the attackers.

When the rebels' attack formation reached the defensive position, the enemy's shelling stopped,

the vehicles kept approaching, and the sound of their engines through the smoke sounded like the opening of the blacksmith shop in hell.

The tanks fired at the front trenches, and the shells exploded in the crowded trenches one after another, blowing out bloody holes one after another.

The whole line was in a state of emergency, and reports of tanks and Chimaira armored personnel carriers were everywhere. The enemy was advancing step by step, and their infantry jumped from the Chimaira and tanks, shouting blasphemous slogans, holding bayonets, axes and machetes in their legs, and rushed towards the imperial soldiers.

The troops fought back with laser rifles, heavy machine guns and heavy explosive shells, adding auxiliary firepower to their own armor. However, when the rebel tanks fired at the trenches, the trenches were blown up in an instant, and tons of soil collapsed, burying the entire squad of soldiers alive.

The rebels tore open the gaps and hunted in groups like wolves, and bullets and tank shells swept across the ground. Because the attack came suddenly, many imperial engines were destroyed by the traitors, emitting thick black smoke.

"Damn it, can the armored regiment fight back?" The loss made Ryan sad. Was it poison? It was poison without a doubt, but he was more suspicious of someone who had given the traitors the idea of ​​resistance. Those things that fled in a panic before could never attack so boldly.

Partoria's legion and the traitors had already exchanged blades. Their overwhelming morale and will suppressed the cultists with a uniform attack. The Imperial Guards were able to catch their breath when they gave up the bombardment and hoped to seize the defense line with infantry.

But a large number of Lemanus were still the hatred of the Imperial Guards. The trenches were useless in front of the heavy main guns of the main battle tanks. They had to choose between machine guns and being buried in the ground.

The enemy's core firepower chose the armored forces of the Imperial Guards to bombard. The suppression brought by a large number of petrified lizards and griffin self-propelled artillery made it impossible for the huge armored forces to even adjust the axles.

'Armored troops, move quickly! "Lian cursed, but when those things full of high-explosive bombs fell beside him, he had no energy to complain. It was obvious that the Imperial Guard was pulled into an abrupt war environment, and the enemy's morale was also well restored.

Such an unexpected surprise caught the Imperial Guard off guard. There was a forge world there, and the firepower accumulated by the governor was fully used at this moment. In the face of such a war, the number of people actually didn't matter.

But without reinforcements, he had to hold the position with his current strength and was not allowed to retreat, but the pressure on the First Army was increasing. Ryan knew very well that once the trenches were broken, he could retreat or directly face the enemy's spearhead.

What he could do now was to carefully preserve the few armored companies that had not yet engaged the enemy, and prepare to quickly establish a new line of defense around his command tank.

Neither the Imperial Guard nor the traitors thought that in that world, there was a force that could decide the fate of the war except them. The roar of the flying backpack illuminated the entire battlefield like the loud voice of a falcon. Some soldiers couldn't help but look up. There were dozens of giants like angels in mythology falling from the sky.

The Eagle of Destruction did not land next to the Imperial Guard, but went straight to the core of the enemy. After a crazy long-distance raid, the flying backpack crossed the entire battlefield in two minutes. The terrible mobility was not possessed by any mortal troops. At the same time, those war machines that were not buried outside the trenches were very vulnerable to the Astartes.

Since the Emperor designed that special force, they were destined to be used in this way. Those armored vehicles began to evacuate, and some of the infantry who stayed there began to fight back, but what awaited them was the sound of exploding bombs.

It was hard to describe it as a war. The giants raised their legs and arms. They seemed to be silent, but they had a clear division of labor. The explosive bombs instantly destroyed the heavy machine guns on the vehicles that threatened them, and then destroyed those annoying traitors.

It was hard to imagine that those huge legs and arms could swing so fast that there would be afterimages. Even the best Imperial Guards had to aim for about half a second to do it, and they pulled the trigger without aiming, and the traitors' weapons and bodies had already exploded.

"Clear the area, destroy high-value enemies, quickly, prepare the flight backpack, and move to the other side of the enemy's artillery area after the cleanup." Sergeant Donda ordered, and those terrible warriors did their duty without hesitation. After the hot melt bombs and bright flashes, the war engines turned into scrap iron and magma.

The suppression of artillery fire was reduced, and the engines of the Imperial Guard began to turn their guns. Things suddenly reversed completely. That was also due to the strength of the Space Marines. But when those demigods started the jets and prepared to attack the enemy forces on the other side, the super-heavy tank called Yuger poked out its beast-like head, and the twisted main gun between the Zerg and the genetic monster spit out the thick fog like insecticide spray and attacked the Eagle of Destruction.