God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Half a minute later, an order from Colonel Vader, the commander of the 4337 Infantry Regiment, came from the radio.

The assault began in five minutes.

The whole regiment is the same as the previous troops, rush into the line of fire and see what happens.

After Miller deployed the heavy weapons team in his company to a predetermined location.

, took his radio pickup from his mouth, put the whistle to his mouth, took a deep breath of extremely dry air, and waited for a long time as he thought.

The shelling stopped.

Didi——!

Miller blew his whistle hard.

The sharp whistle sound spread around the team, without hesitation, the soldiers screamed and rushed to the height of the trench.

Then there are the firing sounds of various automatic firepower and the screams of personnel.

It didn't take long for Miller and his command team to dig out of the trenches.

They are at the top of the slope leading to the potholes that were hit by enemy shells, and the enemy’s firepower spots made of boulders are in front of them.

The machine gun of a bunker two hundred meters away was blazing out of the eyes, and Miller tried not to shrink back in front of the firepower of the heavy bomb that shredded the ground.

"Class 5, kill that bunker!"

Miller shouted to his radio station, and then the thick smoke from the rocket launcher blocked his sight.

The fire support team fired a rocket at the bunker. He couldn't see the explosion when the rocket hit the target in the dense smoke.

When the smoke from the rocket launched, he saw that the bunker became a ruin with black smoke, and Miller felt that his breathing became easier.

"Second row, for the glory of the God Emperor and the 4337 regiment, go forward!"

His people followed him down the slope, various weapons fired at him, and then It was mortars and rockets that roared behind the enemy's line of defense.

Although the 4377 regiment rushed to the edge of the enemy's defense line for a while, it was defeated in front of all kinds of heavy firepower.

Today's situation is like a massacre, just like yesterday, just like yesterday.

It was another day of failure.

The layout of the camp is a horizontal and vertical network. Every intersection has a lamp post. In addition to the pungent smell of the human body, it is the smell of Generator burning fossil fuels.

Their feet rattled in the dust, and Miller felt his feet sink into the ground.

He lowered his head and walked all the way so that dust would not fall into his eyes.

He wanted to know what the other officers who came to the council tent thought, but no one said it, just immersed in everyone's own pain.

Today's failure is too heavy.

Sometimes, he even misses the angels he once saw-and unfortunately, the Astartes left after saving the landing zone, it should be to perform more important tasks .

However, in this embarrassing situation, it seems difficult to break the deadlock without external force.

A loud noise suddenly awakened Miller from thinking. He looked up and found that a strange guy was watching.

"Then let me show them."

There is something triumphant in that person's words, moved towards some big guy waving his arm.

Miller stepped forward and vaguely saw a behemoth, the size of which was as big as an officer's big tent.

After pushing away from the crowd, he first saw the track of the super heavy tank. The thing was almost as wide as the bed on which he slept, blocking the briefing tent on the other side.

He took a step back to take a better look at the tank.

This guy’s track is two people high. The big one makes him a short man. The huge battery occupies the front superstructure of this tank, and the double-linked heavy automatic gun is from the car body. On both sides stretched out, the front armor was a heavy flamethrower, and a huge-caliber main gun protruded from the top of the turret.

"When did this thing come in?"

An officer asked curiously.

"One hour ago."

The man standing in front of the tank said:

"It’s Astarte Chapter, who directly sent these guys to Landing area, and then these big guys boom~ boom~ all the way to here."

"What type of heavy tank is this? I really don’t think I’ve seen it before, so we used this to kill the enemy. The front?"

Miller asked afterwards, because the armored assault was not tried before, but it simply didn’t work. The charred Chimera troop had piled up a lot in front of the enemy’s line of defense. .

"I just heard that this is a Makado heavy tank, a very old tank, and not one, but twelve."

Introduction The officer became excited.

"A whole battalion of super heavy tanks, um, those green-skinned bastards can't stop our cavalry from rolling forward this time. It's absolutely impossible."

Miller has something to do with this. Not sure, but like everyone else, I am full of awe for these war machines.

They kept looking at these tanks until the military police came to drive people-they didn't make it to the meeting site in time.

"cough cough ——"

The thick clouds inside the conference tent make people feel very uncomfortable. There is also moisture and heat emitted from the human body.

A hologram placed on the central chart table flashes the image.

The tent was very crowded, not to mention that the officers of the 4377 regiment tried to squeeze forward. To look better and clearer, Miller was directly pushed aside.

The colonel and his men leaned on the edge of the table, looking angrily at the image displayed on the holographic camera.

In fact, there is not much content above. They are all naval battles. Human battleships and green-skinned battleships have erupted around a planet and several satellites. There have been many naval battles on the orbit. Kind of wreckage.

Of the 5 satellites, 2 have been captured, but there are still 3 in the put up a desperate struggle. Their resistance makes Greenskins gain more time, the form around the Fran galaxy It is also getting worse.

Green skins from other galaxies have begun to participate in battles. War is to green skins just like flowers are to bees.

Finally, it is the chapter leader of the Ascetic Chapter, the sullen face of Lord Magyar.

He only said four words.

do it quickly.

"Yesterday we killed more than two thousand people."

The colonel turned off the camera and turned to the officers.

He is a veteran with a gray beard, and the skin on his face is full of wrinkles due to age.

"This attack has been too long, guys, you see those heavy tanks too, they are from the armored assault battalion of Astral Knight Chapter, and Colonel Lucian is their commander."

Afterwards, from the corner of the tent,

a person stood up.

He is wearing a long coat with the epaulettes and collar badges of the tank commander. The style of the badge is the same as theirs, but the pattern on it is very strange-it is a cross of two silver longs. sword.

Miller not only recalled those angelic symbols.

The officers in the tent turned to look at him, and then the man spoke.

"Gentlemen, until tomorrow, either the green skins in that place will be eradicated, or we are trying to eradicate them and get a glorious death."

What the tall man said was straightforward and pure, with an unshakable determination that made everyone cheer up.

The colonel is nodded.

"Do you all understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

The officers of the 4337 regiment responded neatly.

"Then this is the latest plan, to overturn all those Xenos rat generations and send them all to the sky with tanks!!"