Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 33 Firefighters
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"The full-line counter-offensive led by the head of the legion has lasted for more than half a month."

"In the past half a month or so, we have made rapid progress, and the situation has completely reversed."

"But the rebels have suddenly been able to establish defensive positions recently."

While the 87th Regiment was cleaning up the small city that had just been captured, Duncan sat in the Leman Rustank and wrote records, while recalling the recent situation.

For at least half a month, the rebels had no organization at all, and they couldn't even respond the same way in the face of an attack.

Some people ran here and there, some broke up, and some howled and carried out a sneak attack with bombs strapped on them.

This situation changed until half a month later.

The rebels began to organize effective defenses. Although their actions were still quite chaotic overall, they did recover a little combat effectiveness on local battlefields.

Unfortunately, this is still not a threat to ground forces.

Just like the small city that the 87th regiment and the 31st regiment jointly attacked, the unmanned artillery and fire drones carried out a terrifying bombing, and the others only needed to advance and clear the rebels in the city.

"My brother, I will show your ashes to the sky, but not now, because we cannot leave Bottomhest yet."

Duncan wrote the last sentence and closed the diary.

Albert's name was written on the cover of the diary.

Looking at the name, Duncan felt a little guilty.

When Qin Mo came to the front to inquire about the request, he didn't tell him Albert's last wish, but he felt guilty, and Duncan didn't think he had done anything wrong.

Now the counter-offensive is underway, and the Bottom War is not over yet.

People come first, first served, and things are prioritized.

"But I feel that we will win, everyone thinks so, and then I will personally help you fulfill your last wish." Duncan said to himself and put the diary into the metal box under the seat.

This metal box is one for each person. It is used to store relics. It is extremely hard but does not have much space.

"Captain, you have to look at this!"

Duncan heard someone calling himself, followed by the sound of knocking on the tank armor, and he got out immediately.

"You have to look at this." A company commander held a piece of power armor and held it up.

Duncan reached out to take the wreckage, and then took out the wire from under the helmet of the power armor and plugged it into the interface of the wreckage, and then the video began to play in his visor.

"This seems to be an underground bomb shelter for the gang headquarters, be careful."

"I know, I know."

"Your Scarlet Cockscomb's gang headquarters also has an underground air-raid shelter like this?"

The picture is from the No.1 perspective, and you can see a soldier with a red cockscomb head and other soldiers.

This is an infantry squad.

"Why don't you wear a helmet? Show off your comb head?"

"No, I'm afraid that the legion commander won't be able to see my face when he casts his eyes on the entire battlefield."

"..."

Infantry squads gossiped as they marched in the dugout.

There are many rooms here, and the soldiers explore one by one.

until they get to the bottom.

When the flashlight on the shoulder of the power armor shone toward the dark front, the infantry squad saw densely packed aberrations gathered here, and they all surrounded the door of a room.

The light beam attracted the attention of the aberrant, and the infantry squad began to flee, and the screen was spinning and flying far away when it was about to rush out of the gate of the air-raid shelter.

Apparently, the soldier who took the video had his head blown off.

"What should we do?" The company commander asked with some expectation.

"Report the situation and ask the army commander's guards to come over." Duncan replied.

Hearing this answer, the company commander couldn't hide his disappointment, and he said with a little dissatisfaction: "With all due respect, commander. This is our chance to get credit. Why don't we send two companies and two tanks to lure out the mutants inside and kill them?"

"I want to take credit, but the question is, do you know how many aberrations are in there? Do you know if there are more terrifying creatures in the room blocked by them?"

"We must eliminate any possibility of things getting out of hand."

"When resting at night, the whole regiment copied the function manual of the power armor ten times. The part about the biological detection function had to be not only copied but also recited."

After speaking, Duncan went back to the tank, without giving the company commander a chance to continue persuading him.

The company commander reluctantly carried out the order.

……

2 minute later.

Outside the gang's headquarters, blocked by infantry and tanks, transport planes changed from flying to hovering.

In the impression of other regular troops, the legion commander's guard is always responsive and very timely, but this time it is Grote.

The soldiers present were terrified when they first saw the power armor on Groat's body.

Because Grote was holding the gravity hammer at this time, the power armor was covered with blood from top to bottom. He had obviously just experienced a battle, and this battle was fought in his favorite form.

But when they saw Grote's face, the soldiers instantly relaxed.

Because Grote is very kind to his own people, not only is he not as unsmiling as Gray, but he will even encourage others after the battle, or just talk about it.

"No, brothers." Grote glanced at the people present while carrying the gravity hammer, "I will try my best to respond to everyone's request for help, but can't you deal with a group of mutants with so many of you?"

In addition to the infantry of the two companies present, there were also two tanks.

Aberrations have no brains, especially now that the patriarch is dead, and they can be slaughtered by any method.

"There are indeed many aberrations here, but there is a strange situation, that is, all of these aberrations surround a room." An officer stepped forward and explained in detail.

"Oh, that's how it is." Only then did Grote know more details. When he saw the application, he only knew that the group of people asked him to deal with the mutants.

"Come along." Grote walked into the building with a gravity hammer in his hand, "You will also have a share of the credit after the matter is over."

Hearing the words, the officer was overjoyed, and thought that Grote was really a fastidious person.

If Gray came here, he probably went in without saying a word, and he still wanted to support others.

A group of people immediately entered the building and walked to the underground air-raid shelter.

"I'm driving a gravity shield, guys, don't get too close for a while." Although Grote was willing to take these people with him, he didn't want them to interfere with his enjoyment of the battle.

Hearing that he was driving the gravity shield, those who were planning to follow nearby to provide fire support immediately retreated, fearing that they would be accidentally crushed to death by the gravity shield.

Grote strode forward and used biological detection to detect all non-humans here.

The location of the enemy is marked on the HUD map, a total of 230 aberrations.

Grote observed the map and found that these aberrations were indeed very dense and seemed to be blocking something, but the thing blocked by them was obviously not a living thing, otherwise it would have been detected.

Of course, the inability to detect may also be due to other reasons.

"What the hell." Grote turned around and reminded the others, "If things don't go right for a while, you run right away. I have a gravity shield and you don't."

"Don't worry, if the regiment leader hadn't insisted on finding you, we wouldn't be fighting the mutants in this ghost place. We would have lured them out and blown them up long ago," the officer said helplessly.

(End of this chapter)