Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 238

The attacks of the guerrillas still did not stop. Basically, a large number of valuable things were destroyed every day, and countless interstellar soldiers and traitors were killed. At the same time, the hunger and pain they endured during this period Also more and more serious.

The Master Chief watched the rickety vehicles in the distance with his battered spotting binoculars. Those enemies had no more good-looking trucks, and they had no gunpowder to make bombs.

"How about the ammunition?" he asked the others, because of their continuous raids, those crazy cultists started a scorched earth policy against them. supplies.

Running out of ammunition and food is definitely the biggest action of most enemies against guerrilla warfare. The supplies inside Skadi cannot support the development of guerrilla warfare for a long time. First, the long distance will give the enemy time to breathe. Second, Skadi’s supplies The level of consumption is also extremely fast. The rations for 5 people a month is a terrible astronomical figure, not to mention that those things will probably rot on their own.

In order to deal with that damn scorched-earth policy, they had to start accumulating supplies. When the few but crucial things were put in the pipeline, the guerrillas still carried the most important thing with them, which was to destroy the wall melta bombs and signal flares to notify the Skadi.

If the food and ammunition placed in the pipes are found by the enemy, they will starve to death. Even so, they choose to put the mission first. Their strong will allows them to display the combat effectiveness of not bad space fighters, which is amazing , but it is ridiculous.

It doesn't feel good because all the will of mortals can achieve the opening of the Star Warriors, as if to say that those demigods cannot be surpassed, but they also believe that mortals just have a longer journey.

On the other side, this kind of hunger and pain is also spreading among the enemy's troops. In the final analysis, they will always be the ones who lose the most to the destruction of their own materials. The reason for not mutiny is only because of the chaos gods and space fighters. Those mortals Can't choose, that's all.

But such emotions have also reached the limit. Terrible cannibalism and oppressive behaviors began to appear in those places, and it was inevitable to leave their posts without authorization or have low combat awareness. When the will is too low, what the Skadi guerrillas expected will happen up.

The Catachan eye sentry stationed near the watchtower is coming quickly, he said. "The enemy has begun to mobilize. It is very large-scale, and I am afraid that it will directly empty the place."

The Master Chief said. "Finally, I've waited so long for this day."

"Prepare your melta bomb, re-transition the installation tutorial in your mind, follow the normal point plan, and complete this long task in one go."

"According to the plan!"

For 20 days, for 20 days, when people worship heroes like Alexander the Great and Hercules, they often forget how much strategic value the disgusting harassment of those little people like flies has.

They will come at night, and they will not be absent during the day. Looking at many heroes, they also need sleep, but Skadi's partisans don't need it.

The result of this is that the traitors can't bear it. A large number of traitor commanders brought their stupid minions to walk in this turbid air. Kid Leitlin was lying in the ruins. He almost changed himself, very thin, his eyes But more calm, aiming, shooting, all in one go.

The low sound of the carbine and the concealment brought by the self-made small anti-inflammation device are excellent. The light of the gun projectile grazed the air, passed through the ruins, and hit the head of the gorgeously dressed officer. After a moment, that head was never seen again. , disappear from physical reality.

shouted the traitors. "There is a sniper attack!" What followed was a muffled sound of bang bang, bang bang bang, that was the roar of the Empire's individual grenade launchers, and black bullets pierced the sky and fell in arcs. It exploded before it could cover its ears, and the soldiers who lost their command evaporated instantly.

The next thing is dense footsteps, mobile warfare, non-stop, and the movement here will become the bait for new prey to come. When the traitors come here, they will clean up again until they run out of ammunition and food.

"This is the first batch, those cultists are really crazy." The Raitlin boy insulted, the Master Chief, or the soldiers here are all in the same condition, with dark circles and lack of energy, but they can still fight. The precision is like surgery. Like a knife.

But this is why space fighters are more suitable for guerrilla warfare than most human soldiers. To be precise, those super fighters are suitable for any battle. They don’t need regular rest and don’t need to eat a lot to maintain physical fitness. No matter how crazy the war is, they can be like perpetual motion machines run.

Those cultists couldn't stand Skadi's guerrilla warfare, but now the space fighters had also left the field, and the entire periphery of the original site was completely in chaos. The supply shortage and death cost caused by the guerrillas were too high, and they had to act.

And now Master Chief Catachan is setting up what looks like a firework launcher in an open field, not to celebrate the great achievements of his troops, but to tell the Sun Lord that it's time to attack.

The bright red special projectile flew high into the sky, and the bright light made the whole underground world feel bad. This huge and empty place has been too lively during this time.

The traitors gritted their teeth, and the space fighters felt bad. Only the Sun Lord in the encirclement put down the coffee he usually drank, and the soldiers were gearing up, because it was time for a breakthrough.

They were ready. On the other side, when the signal flares attracted the attention of the enemy, the Catachans came to the high wall with fixed-point melta bombs, used the iron sheet as a cover, and killed the traitors on the sentry tower with sniper shots, proving those chaotic believers with their actions They are all fools.

"1, 2, 3, run!" The Master Chief pressed the button very fast, and the Skadi soldiers on the other side were like a tidal wave. They didn't have any seamless cooperation, only the most basic trust. It's called the trust of comrades-in-arms.

The fierce attack was blowing like a hurricane on the icy battlefield. On those three-meter-high concrete walls, the number of cultists was much smaller than before. Before, the Skadi people kept approaching. After rumbling explosions and flashes, the walls within a few hundred meters suddenly collapsed, tearing apart the long line of defense, and those traitors also fell into chaos.

The emperor's wrath has come at this moment, even if those space warriors on the platform are stubbornly resisting, they have to die because of the shooting of the Catachan guerrillas in the rear and the frontal attack of the imperial guards in front, as long as they work harder, they can Tear apart the cruel war here and take back your freedom.

Roaring, war, bayonets, guns, for the emperor's slogan and the command of the officers, the Skadi people who have been suppressed for more than half a month don't know what fear is, just like the great soldiers on Cadia.

The sleepy guerrillas continued to assist in the rear, and the enemy's defense was useless. After more than half a month of fierce fighting, it has been dripping through stone.

And those troops from the enemy arrived soon, before the Skadi climbed up the wall, the guerrillas had to retreat to the main force through the wall they blew up. The chief of the general staff saluted, as well as those skinny Catachan soldiers. Alan Bayer felt a brief soreness in his heart, and immediately went into war again.

"How many enemy reinforcements are there?"

The Master Chief replied. "200 space fighters and 2 traitor troops are all armed by the Imperial Guard, and they are difficult to deal with."

"We don't have bunkers and trenches, and our strength is not considered an advantage. The walls here have not been captured, and we may fall short..." Lostness flashed across the cheeks of this hunk, and the feat that took so much time to win is about to fall short. That feeling Make him unacceptable.

Alan Baier just looked at his tactical tablet and answered. "No way, trust us, your efforts have failed, as you said, water drips through stone, and you did a good job."

Then he turned to the other hardworking man. "You too, Ratlin Kid."

"Now I can only trust your comrades, Skadi Grenadiers, get ready! Those new recruits are also on the field. After watching for so long, now we have to fight hard!"

"Now we are in the same state as them. There are no bunkers and no defensive projects. According to the character of the space fighters, we will soon fall into melee combat, so whether you are new or old soldiers, use the bayonet!"

"The officer adjusts the chainsword, and the grenadier takes the power weapon. This will be the craziest war in the history of Skadi's formation, and it is also the bloodiest and cruelest, without a doubt."

"I ask you to plug that gap, and the guerrillas and heavy fire squads suppress the enemy on the wall."

"Now, with one person and one meter staggered, the person in the front uses the jump shield to resist shooting. We want to pull the war into ancient times, when humans have not set foot in the starry sky!"

This is a crazy plan. It is impossible for a mortal body to resist the shooting of the space fighters, but the soldiers still move forward calmly. They are half kneeling on the ground, relying on a large amount of rubble and shields from the fallen wall to defend against the shooting.

As long as the bomb is still a kinetic energy weapon, no matter how powerful and terrifying it is, it will eventually stop due to obstacles. When the space soldier fired for the first time, a Skadi grenadier almost flew up, but Still holding a dented shield to resist.

As the ghastly projectile passed through the thick ruins, the smoke filled the air, hindering follow-up shots, while the Skadi soldiers' shots could kill the Space Marines with precision.

There was no doubt that the Space Marines would face dire losses if long-range suppression continued, and their commanders were quick to order, forward, melee, full speed, no fire.

This rather stupid behavior in the command of the Star Guard was a very smart choice among the Star Warriors. The running speed of those supermen was comparable to that of a vehicle, at least advancing at full speed and with heavy armor, they were like several Chimeras.

The hit rate of the imperial guard dropped a lot in an instant, and as the commander estimated, as long as the space fighters approached, the roar of the chainsaw sword would completely destroy the fragile melee system of the imperial guard.

Unexpectedly, those mortals didn't run, because the Sun Lord ordered them to stick to this place. If this gap is lost, the space soldiers can attack the battle line of the Imperial Guard from various directions, and the loss and difficulty of counterattack will increase countless in an instant. .

With this in mind, the Star Warriors' charge must also be resisted. If it is another team, it will definitely be impossible, but this is Skadi, and they have no way out. This is not an insignificant world in the empire, but their cruel world. The cold hometown, the universe where they were born, is second only to the sacred Terra, the common hometown of mankind.

The grenadiers looked at the surprise attacking giant, and calmly dropped their shields. Those things could not resist the continuous roar of the powerful chainsaw sword, and instead raised their weapons.

In essence, it is impossible for a mortal to defeat a space warrior. When those powerful giants approach, death should follow. For a space warrior, tearing the body of a fragile mortal with a blade is also a kind of enjoyment.

But the sound of the blade splitting and the abnormal but disgusting resistance interrupted the interstellar warrior's reverie about the infinite flesh and blood, only the vicious eyes of the Skadi Grenadier and the roar of the light blue light's destructive stance …

"It's impossible!" The soldier panicked, but such things kept happening to the entire team, were those soldiers transformed, or was it the emperor's manifestation?But it's not, it's just that they have become shields at the moment.

To be precise, they, the Skadi Grenadiers, have no power to resist the terrible beheading of the Space Marines, but if there are several people standing together in several rows, they can resist the attack and let the power be completely shared. The Cady recruit "holds" the grenadier to "support" him in defending against the Superman's attack.

At the same time, the strong pressure, whether it came from the Skadi soldiers or the space fighters, was on the grenadier's arms, like being crushed by a truck. Although the mechanical structure of the human body is very good, the bones are cracked. The sound of opening is also slowly matched with the roar of the server.

Death is approaching now, but the soldier full of will still resists unswervingly. The server instantly tore off the single-molecule blade on the entire chainsaw sword, making the space fighters lose their fighting power, and can only use short sabers to attack the enemy.

And when the Sun Lord raised his arms and condemned the traitors of Chaos to death, he led Catachan soldiers, attacking the enemy with bolt shotguns, power weapons, and whatnot, deflagration beams, plasma guns, and heavy bolters.

Superman is not invincible, Skadi proves it time and time again, today's mighty supermen miss even the most arrogant melee combat, and today's space marines are dogs with broken teeth, nothing but howling and trembling Neither!

And the recruit looked at those terrifying giants falling in front of him, and the pride in his heart reached the limit.

(End of this chapter)