Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

It must be said that the pressure these well-equipped skitarii put on the Tau Army was staggering.

Volleys that do not consider evasion at all do not meet the needs of the battlefield, but these skitarii can kill all directions on the battlefield, blasting all resisting enemies to pieces.

"Commander, the first wave of assault troops suffered heavy casualties. Do we need another wave of attacks?"

A battlefield communications officer asked Yingyang for his opinion. His face was not good-looking. He heard too many miserable screams when he was connected to the battlefield communications network.

He could imagine from the clear sizzling sound that the body was rapidly evaporated into a hot shrimp by the radiation. He felt that he needed to find a Shui psychiatrist to check it out.

"I don't care how much we lost, how much did those robots in robes lose?"

"Under heavy firepower, these robots have been reduced to spare parts. We probably eliminated more than 900,000 robots."

"Very good, step up the attack. I don't want casualty figures, I just want the giant tower!"

Yingyang's determination and prestige shocked everyone. They pursed their lips tightly and asked the fleet to drop more troops.

Ship after ship of soldiers and ship after ship of vehicles fell to the ground, and were thrown into the battlefield where the sound of shells and bullets never ceased.

Yan Ou's team members have changed several times. They have been fighting with the robed robots for a long time, and they will suffer heavy casualties every time they meet.

Now Yan Ou is too lazy to ask the names of his soldiers. Only living people are qualified to be remembered.

"What we have to do is break through from here. Do you see the battlefield ahead?" Yan Ou guided the soldiers under the cover of darkness.

There are battles happening everywhere on this planet, no matter day or night, sleeping is really a luxury. Yan Ou no longer knows how many times he has injected the sobering agent into his body.

The soldiers looked at the battlefield they were about to break through. This was originally the position behind the trench wall that Yan Ou had broken through a few days ago. It was a piece of solidified land without any bunkers.

But now this place has turned into a mass grave. Countless corpses fell to the ground. No one dared to recover the equipment above. No one knew whether there were enemy hunters in the darkness.

There are also damaged vehicles, huge transport ships, and all the weapons and equipment that can be seen on this planet are seen in this tomb.

And this night, they were ready to accumulate strength and prepare for another breakthrough.

"May the light of good enlightenment illuminate your path forward, my comrade."

Yan Ou prayed. He was praying for the battle uniform team from the past few days. If they hadn't fallen to the ground and fought back, he would have been killed by laser bullets.

"Damn it. Does the Greater Good need such a prayer?" Yan Ou was a little anxious and a little angry with himself.

The attack began again, and the gathered Sun Shark bombers flew towards the Human Empire's positions. They moved all their energy to weapons and engines, and the shields were abandoned.

Because they found that the shield was ineffective and could not save their aircraft from surviving the bullets of the Human Empire. Instead of protecting themselves, they would fly at full speed.

In this way, even if it crashes, the wreckage of the plane can still fall on the heads of humans, which can be regarded as their loyalty to the Greater Good.

Yan Ou watched the suicidal Sun Shark aircraft flying over the dark war graves, and saw them being attacked by human troops ambushing on the ground.

Camouflage-painted Hydra artillery fired in the bunker built from the wreckage, and the personnel above them operated the artillery to shoot down Sunshark bombers one after another.

Yan Ou didn't know why their detectors couldn't find the crude human vehicles. Those damn iron tortoise shells were only camouflaged with camouflage paint.

How could it be hidden from the continuous scanning of their advanced detectors?

Could it be that the Tu clan technicians are too stupid? Yan Ou thought about this more than once. If his caste hadn't been fire, he would have wanted to go to a Tu clan research institute and loudly tell them that the things they studied were rubbish.

The only thing I can rely on now is the fire when I fire.

Hammerhead sharks and rays shoot at the target point with the light of the fire in the tomb.

Railguns and missiles kill ambushes and send them flying into the sky.

The dark sky became brighter and brighter, and the light of flames and explosions filled Yan Ou's vision, forcing him to activate the electronic eyepiece of his helmet.

Since the last time he was blinded and deaf due to serious interference, he has begun to have serious doubts about the technological products on his body. He prefers to trust his own eyes and the simple short knife.

"attack!"

Various auxiliary soldiers accompanied the infantry forward. They deployed shields and continuously scanned the complex terrain. The pulse cannons were placed at the ready at any time.

In the darkness, Yan Ou felt that he had discovered something. He turned the gun and started shooting before the drone could react.

The first and second bullets were empty, and he did not turn on the auxiliary aiming, but under the light of the plasma, he finally knew what enemy his team was facing.

A damn clawed skeleton!

Yan Ou became nervous instantly. He could see the sharp metal claws of this clawed skull, as well as the sharp blade shining blue in his hand.

"Turn off your sound receivers!"

This was the last command Yan Ouneng shouted, because he could see the clawed skeleton activating his blade with blue light. The violent tremors made him feel sick even looking at the blade with his eyes.

The other soldiers who had not had time to turn off the sound receivers on their helmets reacted even more violently. They vomited out the high-frequency sound vibrations that nature could never produce.

Yanou wanted to save his soldiers from the scarlet mechanical skeleton, and he pulled the trigger to try to penetrate his armor.

But the skeleton moved too fast, and he began to hate why he had to become a Fireblade warrior instead of a combat suit pilot. This was completely different from his previous battles.

He didn't even know what the enemy in front of him was. Was this thing a human? Or an allied race to the human empire?

The mechanical skeleton slashed a soldier's waist horizontally with the blade, and then quickly added a vertical slash to cut him into four pieces.

The claws in his hands broke through their armor as easily as piercing the water. A whole piece of skin was pulled off by the claws, leaving only a bloody skeleton in the armor.

"Damn, damn!" Yanou's pulse gun was completely unable to aim at such a fast figure. He could only watch as his soldiers were dismembered into pieces.

Yan Ou looked at the metallic face shining with a faint blue light, and an indescribable feeling of hatred and destruction filled his heart with fear.

He felt like he wouldn't survive.

Here they face a Ruststalker, converted from a seriously injured Skitarii.