Chapter 274: Strong Attack

The trench is a place not suitable for human habitation. No matter what time or situation, its role is only to keep people alive. The soldiers have had enough, and the time is approaching. It is expected that the Imperial Guard will launch a charge, and there are only a few hours. , as long as nothing unexpected happens, everything will be fine.

Now the soldiers are wearing gas masks, standing guard vigilantly, taking shifts, and before the end of the second night, only the morning of the third day has not arrived, that is, in a suffocating early morning, the stars have not yet risen, the moon The time when his son was about to fall was not even a few standard Terras after he died because of his own stupidity.

The Space Marine scout troops, those young and more elite Space Marine recruits than the Empire's grenadiers, the strong men in infiltrator armor wearing simple power suits, walked quickly, then lay down on the ground, lying on the high ground for a small amount of time. In the mud on a steep slope.

The team was led by a powerful veteran who had great military exploits, but because of his special mission, he did not carry a powered armor. Although he had the ability and status to wear armor, he was recruited by dozens of other recruits in the reconnaissance team. Extra love.

He was crawling in the mud, and the ballistic-proof fiber successfully prevented the pants from absorbing moisture. The special military boots and the infiltrator armor on his body were not afraid of the harsh environment. He was like a wild beast, quietly looking at the void shield in the distance. The maggots in there.

The veteran once again activated the divination instrument built into his armor to make sure that the mud on his body did not affect the anti-reconnaissance properties of the special holy ointment on his armor.

The sniper bolter he holds is equipped with a quiet enough silencer and lethal armor-piercing rounds, which can be used for both reconnaissance and killing evil spirits.

"It's chaotic, but it doesn't look like an attack. Their officers gathered together a few hours ago. What happened inside the enemy." He put his mouth down and used the communicator inside the armor to talk. His special skills allowed him to be heard all over the world. It can be quiet even when closed.

"Note, according to my experience, there may be a war next, because there are only two things on the battlefield that allow the legion to move, and that is preparation for war and the start of war."

his team member asked over the communicator. "So, do you need to report?"

"Then we will die! Listen to me, living to death is not terrible, meaningless sacrifice is terrible. If you are overwhelmed by the mortal troops later and die by bayonets or lasers, then it will be a shame to destroy the eagle. "The veteran chattered, as usual, as if those powerful rune monsters were scarecrows for training.

Ding! There was the sound of blades clashing, and then the buzzing roar of the Rune Warrior's chainsword, sawing through the short saber, and the Scout could only retreat, pointing his bolt shotgun at the heretic.

Perhaps due to the guidance brought by the Chaos Gods, the heretic team approached extremely quickly. Perhaps the captain saw that this place was suitable for an ambush. Or perhaps it was a complete coincidence.

But at this moment, he couldn't easily leave with his team. Those damn heretics were aggressive. He raised his finely crafted bolt pistol because the enemy camp had begun to move outward and many heretical troops were gathering.

"Looking to us, what happened to those enemies? The stupid people who bombarded the soil before would not do such a thing. Then, someone has changed those heretics." The veteran replied calmly.

His words suppressed those guys like reassurance, and when the rune warriors walked through the inconspicuous steep slope with a vigilant attitude, it was obvious that the luck brought by the Chaos Gods allowed them to accurately find the soldiers, which was closer than a close encounter. There are a few small pits, and the enemy may even step directly on the body of the Space Marine.

He moved forward, but was almost killed by the chainsword. If he hadn't been favored by Chaos, he would have gone to meet his gods long ago. He could have snatched the chainsword. The veteran looked at him, as if he wanted to eat him alive. .

Soon, this place turned into a strange and strange world. The people living here used all their hard-earned skills to find enemies. It was as if the temperature in the entire area had dropped a lot.

"What are they looking for?" the recruit asked.

Finally, the bright red heretic blood moistened his cheeks, and the captain of the Rune Warriors looked ugly. "Don't let them leave, we need to know the enemy's deployment, situation, tactics and planning!"

He only needs to deal with the enemy, then leave and report, just like usual, simple and straightforward.

The veteran among the Rune Warriors pressed the huge backpack on his back. A strange position surrounded this place, which also caused the Space Marines to lose the chance to make a final report. The information was blocked by evil technology.

"Then just wait for me!" He replied categorically, and his judgment was correct. After the soldiers were buried in the soil for a few standard Terra hours, they walked out of the enemy camp. The team, about 17 people, wearing carapace armor and those damn runes.

"It's the bastards created by their mother and the devil in hell!" The veteran used a sniper scope on the heads of those beasts from the hillside near the enemy camp, and affectionately called him his "pet name" for the rune heresy.

Ridiculously, it's very appropriate, but it's not the power gained from their mother and the devil, but the magic that the wizard carved into it one stroke at a time, although it is also disgusting.

At the critical moment, the heat rays began to accumulate, but there was a flying blade. The small saber was inserted into the barrel, deflecting the heat. The bright red beam just grazed the helmet of the Space Marine recruit, leaving a black streak of flames. scar…

In the small team that was ordered to move forward, the captain used binoculars to look around the entire circle. "There are no enemies in sight, it is safe within the field of vision, move forward." He calmly commanded, and the team also spread out, moving forward in a network-like manner to explore the enemy.

the soldier replied. “Timely and accurate!”

The new recruits lowered their heads and the veterans shouted. "I order you to evacuate and survive!"

"After all, if you don't have shelter, you can't be considered a warrior. I have three or four chances to kill you along the way, ha!" His mouth was not forgiving, but his ears were always paying attention to the enemy's evil fortress in the distance. They were even interstellar. Soldiers also cannot escape from enemy snipers.

The bomb tore open the mortal's head, and his weapon fell out of his hand. The veteran gently raised his leg and kicked up the chain sword. However, the chainsword used by the mortal was too small, and the Space Marine's two-meter-long finger could not even pull the trigger. Make it spin and hold it like a dagger.

They were discovered, because he felt the chill behind his back. The servants of Chaos were guided by the gods. There was no doubt that they failed in this confrontation. The Space Marines crawling in the dirt got up, and the scouts used sabers to attack them. Assassinated and left.

Time, they need time. It is not difficult to clean up this group of enemies, but it is impossible to survive. No one can outrun the weapons, so someone must tear apart the enemy's defense like thunder.

They are all experts in hiding. There is no doubt that the absolute silence and tranquility make those rune heretics unable to feel it with their bodies. But that special reconnaissance team does not rely on mortal flesh and blood, but the spiritual energy that lives in their hearts. .

But the enemy did not let them go, and several warriors left the team. However, the veteran immediately used exquisite movements to bypass the enemy's obstacles, and used a chain sword to perform a small craniotomy on the Rune Warrior who wanted to capture the Space Marine.

Those guys finally ran towards the camp, over the complex hillsides and trench bunkers, and disappeared on the plain of war.

The veterans watched the rune warriors approaching as if guided by divination instruments. The new recruits were already facing a formidable enemy. They raised their weapons anxiously, but the veterans just shouted. "Lie down!"

They are very smart and do not trust their own eyes. Now this seemingly vast place has turned into a forest. They are using all their senses to touch any other existence, and as Catachan once said, The quieter it gets, the more dangerous it becomes.

They faced each other. As the two most experienced warriors in this sector, one was eager to leave and the other wanted to stay. First and finally, the new recruit of the Space Marines who was full of personal ideas couldn't hold it back and fired a bolt of flash fire. , fired fiercely forward, scattering the bullets.

"It's just a class, it's just a class. It's the same as usual, except this time, what we're teaching is the spirit of our battle group, the souls on the Ghost Peak, the claws of the eagle of destruction, and the spirit of living towards death." The veteran walked forward quickly. , the enemy is wary that they have more numbers than the opponent, but they are not confident that they can win the opponent.

he answered. "Private! What are the two most important points of intelligence?"

The new recruits also spread out, lurking, in absolute silence. If you look there from the outside and see only the calm ground and absolute tranquility, it is like being invisible. The Space Marine's control of the body can also make his breathing completely silent. Their bodies have no ups and downs, so they can be stones, rotten wood, or anything else, except they don't look like warriors.

The recruit looked at his officer in disbelief. "No, this is impossible, we will not abandon you!"

But even without armor and decent weaponry, just a buzzing buzz of a trigger held with his pinky finger, the Space Marine veteran has kept his foes at bay.

It is difficult to describe whether such a choice is right or wrong. They are not stable and often have mental problems. Although their strong will allows them to absolutely serve the Ndjili Port, how long can they last like this?

Those beasts are destined to only serve their gods, not so-called mortals. Rights and worldly power can only restrain them for a short time, so this move to seize power makes most rune warriors happy.

The melt ray did not hit, it brushed across the veteran's body, and the veteran quickly approached. The non-human sprinting power was more terrifying than any beast or enemy those guys had ever seen, because even without power armor, he was the same. Astartes!

"You're too impulsive, recruit, go back to the camp to increase training and recite the Holy Scripture three hundred times!" the veteran scolded like a drill instructor, and rescued this stupid guy. He was not only responsible for the mission, but also the leader of these little brats. Guardian, he is under great pressure, so he is also one of the quite powerful beings in this Chapter.

"A natural disaster is coming!" The voice was loud and incompatible with the scout instructor's usual teachings. It was also today that the recruits saw the true power of the Astartes. They were not brothers who were aloof and wearing power armor, nor were they instructors who only verbally reprimanded. , but a real battle that tears the enemy apart, the power given by the emperor.

The rune warriors did not expect that their acting skills were wrong. They did not answer the sarcasm, but made an attack posture, absolutely trying to stop those warriors.

When the military boots pattered on the soil, the Space Marines could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the veteran shouted at this moment. "Shoot! Shoot!"

Soon, such unconfidence turned into an attack from the front row enemies, and in such an intense battle, a battle beyond the capabilities of mortals, losing one's composure would mean losing one's life.

"Recruits, watch out, this is my last course, and it is also the last teaching I can give you. I hope you will learn it clearly and never need it." He said this, raised his firearm, and those The Rune Warriors were also very nervous. After all, none of them had the guts to take down a Space Marine.

The recruit just heard what the veteran said and couldn't help but ask. "Sir, what are you doing?"

But the Rune Warrior felt it early, rolled sideways, and splashed mud. He actually avoided the shots of the Empire's most elite weapons at a close distance, and at the same time raised the explosive gun that was a threat to the Space Marines.

shouted the veteran. "You can only rely on your evil gods for guidance, can't you?"

"It's a good guess, but I can't judge the situation based on it. Objectivity is always needed, no matter you are a new soldier or a veteran." The veteran lowered his body and buried most of himself in the wet soil and said. "Their perception is powerful, don't take it lightly, the evil god of chaos is calling them in their flesh and blood."

The new recruits were stunned and picked up their weapons belatedly, but the veterans just cursed. "Go to flank, secondary route, evacuate."

Unlike most people's concept of powerful, rough, and sacred space warriors, in many cases, such hiding is the first lesson for space warriors in actual combat, just like meditation and learning to control their bodies. In many cases, this Technology is even more important than shooting and fighting.

"A murder?" As a new recruit, but also a solid Astartes, his mind was quick and he caught the clues.

"What, how are your gods?" he asked calmly, but the Rune Warrior cursed. "Shut up!"

He took out his own weapon and restrained the veteran's movements. The space warrior immediately compared the swordsmanship he had trained for a long time with him, and easily defeated the captain's attack.

He is the most powerful warrior, no doubt, but there are many enemies, and he cannot deal with so many people. Soon, he becomes scarred and panting. His carapace is stained with heretic blood, but his eyes are brighter, as if Just like what he said, live towards death.

And it was such sacrifices, time and time again, that dragged the empire away from death. He was eventually evaporated by countless mortal shots, but even so, those heretics did not have the courage to spare his life, because of that arrogance. There will be a terrible cost...

And today's sacrifice, this lesson, brought ten future heroes to the Destruction Eagle, and also gave the weak Imperial Guard and the Fourth Company a preview of how to resist the surprise attack, preserving Loander's weak flame of hope!