supreme commander's bizarre adventure

"But we also paid a heavy price."

Political Commissar Alexei said with a wry smile:

"One-third of the soldiers in the company were killed, and the rest were all wounded... Those orcs launched an attack in the dark night. If a worker hadn't shouted loudly, which attracted the attention of the supervisor, otherwise they It's about to succeed."

"...The price is far from heavy, Commissar Alexei."

Grimaldus said in a low voice, he found that the person in front of him had courage, perseverance and determination to protect mankind, but he knew very little about sacrifice—no, not only this political commissar, but also the guards of Sira from top to bottom Little is known about sacrifice.

These valiant warriors are not afraid of death, but are hypersensitive to the numbers, as if the death of any other person is unacceptable.But the Astartes... no, the entire Imperium now wields sacrifice as a weapon.

The only way the empire can survive is to send its best men and women to battle, to fight, to bleed, and to fall in rows on unknown lands, just to keep this panting empire alive for a little longer. seconds.

It was like this at the beginning, but then it became a sacrifice for sacrifice, the empire wields human life as a weapon at will, just like the tribunal created by the prime minister of the empire, it gradually deteriorates in this long time, but is this wrong ?Apart from sacrifice, what else can humans use as weapons in this galaxy?

But in another universe, under the command of the one-winged angel, led by the Primarchs, these warriors are like the legions that went to the entire galaxy during the Great Crusade. They shouted for the glory of mankind, for a more noble To fight and die for our goals is truly—

Jealous.

Grimaldus thought.

"Sorry, I was the one who said too much," Alexei's political commissar was taken aback for a moment, and then said:

"I should have said something else..."

"No, you're right. The loss of any elite soldier would be disastrous for the commander," Grimaldus suppressed the thoughts that came to him, and said:

"Have you read the hive capital defense situation report? The latest version."

"I've seen it," Commissar Alexei frowned, making the scar on his face twist like a crawling centipede. "The city wall is damaged, but I'm afraid we won't be able to hold that area and fill it in." It’s the same for many people.”

Grimaldus nodded, this is also his point of view, and then the monk continued:

"I plan to deploy the armored company of the Sira Guard there. The orcs will definitely attack with giant machines, and then I need you to give them a head-on blow there, and then retreat to the city to fight with the Emperor's Guard Legion. "

"A reasonable choice, but do you need to deploy the Sira guards there? They can buy more time for the defenders."

"No... because you guys are better than..."

Grimaldus suddenly stopped talking. He suddenly remembered the black templar who was drowned by the green tide because he was covering the civilians some time ago, but this memory only stayed in Yin Xiuchang's mind for a second, and then, He continued:

"Because there are more places that you need to guard, such as power stations, such as important factories, which will inevitably fall, and before the complete fall, I will let the hive capital's artillery group cover there."

"This will not help us take back the city. The orcs will invest more troops than we expected."

"That's right, so I want to weaken the number of enemies as much as possible."

Priest Yin nodded, and he walked to a certain corner with Commissar Alexei, where the sentries immediately saluted when they saw the two, but only the commissar returned the salute seriously, while Grimaldus slightly After hesitating, he nodded slightly to the sentinel.

The four young sentinels on guard puffed up their chests, their faces flushed with joy and pride.

While the commanders in the hive city were discussing the next street fighting plan, the scouts of the Armageddon Legion deployed in the wilderness outside the city walls saw some huge monsters slowly driving through the smoke——

Five ancient giants made a huge noise and creaked forward. The body made of steel was filled with various weapons that might explode in the next second. Thousands of orcs walked through it. From time to time, a few grits would crawl through the narrow ventilation ducts, like rats living at the bottom of the hive.

The huge body smashed into the storm on Armageddon, and the heavy crawlers or rollers supported this out-and-out killing machine, allowing it to drive on the barren land of this planet, and what engulfed them, Following them are endless Orcs!

Chapter 734 Chapter 540 Chapter [-] Hailsrich ([-])

The roar of the engine was blocked by layers of armor plates and nano-mechanical coatings. When it reached the ears of the Shadow Sword super-heavy tank driver, the strong man from Sira could only hear a slight hum.

The "Orc Slayer" Shadow Sword super heavy tank originally belonged to the 3th Battalion and [-]nd Company of the [-]rd Sira Guards Armored Regiment, but in order to maximize the use of each heavy armed force, the entire armored regiment was split, half More than half of the troops were thrown into the equatorial battlefield, while the other half were dispersed into companies and put into the battles in various hive cities.

The entire "Beast Slayer" Shadow Sword tank crew consists of three people and one cat. Elu cat's name is Miaojiro, and he is the gunner of the tank. The visual ability is far superior to that of human beings, even the Sira guards who have also undergone physical transformation cannot compare with it... and the existence of implants can even allow the Elu cats to use human vehicles, but it needs more Just a lot of training.

Of course, it is an isolated case that this car group can have Elucats as members. Most of the Elucats still work in the logistics department.

The Imperial version of the Shadow Sword super-heavy tank requires a crew of dozens of people, but in the version at the joint headquarters, thanks to the application of low-level artificial intelligence, the number of personnel has been reduced to a number that can be counted with only one hand, even Logistical maintenance is also in charge of special nanomachines, which greatly reduces the burden on the crew.

More than a dozen super-heavy tanks hid their figures behind tall buildings and darkness. Thermal imaging and enemy-finding radars kept running quietly, waiting for their prey to break through the city wall and enter.

"Niaojiro, check the sighting equipment again," Otto Karius, the tank commander of the No. 217 Shadow Sword super-heavy tank, also known as the "Orc Slayer", said in the communication channel, and in response, he heard There was a clear meowing sound.

Karius is wearing a force feedback armor at the moment, and the data cable extending from the armor is connected to the system core built into the tank, and a large amount of data will be retrieved by the crew members.After checking the system and status of the complete car for the third time, Karius received an order from his superior:

[The city wall is expected to last for another 5 minutes, and everyone is ready to fight! 】

It's coming, those beasts.

Karius thought, and he remembered the history he had learned on Sira.As a child born after the Beast War, his understanding of that period of history is limited to books and videos... However, that war was too tragic. How much can be left?

As it is now, if there were no soldiers and armor sent by the joint headquarters, how many humans would be left here?

That's what the Guardians of Scylla fought for.

[Frontier Observation Office has observed the approach of the ancient orc garbage, No. 215, No. 216, No. 217, the main gun is ready to store energy]

"... Duranda, adjust the direction of the car body," Karius said in the communication channel.

With the driver's operation, the tracks of this super-heavy tank began to move slowly. Due to the use of a fixed turret, the flexibility of the entire tank was extremely poor, but the volcanic cannon mounted on the car body eliminated all its shortcomings .

The tremors came from the ground, but Karius could hardly feel them, only the data constantly refreshed on both sides in front of his eyes showed the fierce battle ahead——

The orcs gathered almost all the things capable of launching large-caliber shells. They stuffed all kinds of bombs into the barrels, and even organized densely packed Squigs to hit the broken city wall with bombs in their mouths, and there were explosions one after another. Even the sound of the artillery firing was temporarily suppressed, but even under such a bad situation, the soldiers who voluntarily stood up to buy time still gritted their teeth and persisted until the order to retreat came... until the city wall collapsed.

At the moment of the collapse, everyone was silent for a second. The soldiers of the Armageddon Iron Legion, the guards of Syra, the Astartes, and even the rear commanders who were observing the front line through the connection, all Everyone understands that the real bloody and cruel battle will start now, and the play-by-play attack and defense is over.

"..."

Distant roars came from the gap, distorted laughter, excited roars, mechanical rotation, artillery and gun roars, all of these were mixed together behind gunpowder smoke and dust, and turned into——

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!"

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!"

Endless green seas poured in from the gap, waving guns, holding scrap metal, and driving rickety machines, Orcs rushed into Hailes with excited and bloodthirsty shouts In Ricky's hive, they thought they had succeeded, that they could win the final victory...

"Fire!"

I don't know which officer shouted, and which soldier pulled the trigger. The crimson laser beam killed the orcs at the front, and then the laser beams shot from everywhere like a torrential rain. , The shooting of heavy bombs, the throwing of grenades and incendiary bombs, the human counterattack came like thunder in the black cloud.

Thunder pierced through the clouds, engulfing the wind.

But the "gods" of the Orcs isolated the thunder, dispelled the strong wind, and stepped into the human city with heavy and unstoppable steps, just like the mighty giant "Goliath".The shadow of the behemoth hangs over the city of Helsridge, unscrupulously exuding its own power and arrogance, but this makes the "Davids" who hide in the dark angry.

"Shared gunner's vision."

"Cannon charging."

The reactor of the super-heavy tank began to run rapidly, almost infinite energy was squeezed out, and poured into the pipeline that had been waiting for a long time, the cooling device started to operate, the thrust reverser device started to operate, and the emergency maintenance device began to stand by. In order to stab the ferocious blow of the Shadow Sword super heavy tank into the body of the enemy most in need of elimination at the most appropriate time.

When the second ancient giant entered the city wall, the "Davids" began to attack.

The agate red energy beam gushing from the muzzle of the Shadow Sword super-heavy tank pierced through the orc's ancient giant garbage without hindrance, and triggered a violent explosion in the next second, and flames shot out from the tall body of the ancient giant garbage. It came out with a strong burnt smell, and the stench produced after being burned by the different Orcs was also involved, tormenting the nostrils of every human warrior.

"Engine kill."

Karius watched more than a dozen energy beams hit the bodies of several ancient giants, completely destroying those blatant alien creations. This was an excellent ambush and a hearty victory. However, the armored company Must retreat, precious and powerful Shadow Sword super-heavy tanks cannot be wasted in the brutal street fighting that is about to begin.

Chapter 735 Chapter 540 Chapter [-] Hails Ridge ([-])

breathe.

call……

The pharmacist Nerova of the Black Temple checked the second lieutenant's injuries, but before the inspection was over, the latter had already swallowed his last breath, and then the remaining wounded soldiers under his command carried away the second lieutenant's body , disappearing into the darkness of the city.

The brutal street fighting has been going on for three weeks. The warriors of Helsridge and the Orcs competed for the ownership of every house, but every time one side seized a key point of support, the enemy came from the opponent's rear. It will be completely covered by artillery fire until the buildings that can become defensive positions are completely razed.

Flesh and bricks were piled up layer upon layer, and were run over by boots and tracks, completely turning into unrecognizable mud. In such a battle, under such unfavorable and desperate conditions, Helsrich's Fighters and civilians held out for three full weeks.

All the passages inside and outside the hive city of Helsridge have been cut off, the city walls have been completely occupied, and even the original harbor area has been blocked by orc submarines. The food, steel and water that once maintained the operation of this giant hive city have all been quickly destroyed wasted in never-ending blockades and battles.

A group of Sira guard soldiers passed by the ruins of the house, but it was not so much a ruin as a small mound of blood sprinkled with human and orc blood. Untold amounts of flesh and blood had been thrown into the battle for this place, the meat grinder-like battlefield devouring thousands of lives and stopping to feed after the Astartes arrived.

Nerova picked up the shirt of a wounded soldier and wiped his forehead so that the blood would not drip into the young man's eyes. He had done this countless times during this period... Originally, these things The Astartes should not be allowed to do it, but the lack of medical staff and the increasing number of wounded soldiers cannot keep Nerova indifferent.

The Apothecary's other brothers were scattered throughout the city, serving as commanders or trumpeters for a small counter-offensive.There has been no contact between them for a long time, and only the pharmacist's internal system shows that they are still alive.

They found bricks to support the wounded soldier's head, so that he would not drown in his own blood, and Nerova had seen such an example many times in the past few days.

After performing simple operations and hemostasis on several wounded soldiers, Nerova stepped forward, stepped over several dead bodies, and walked towards the direction of the battlefield.His current position is still some distance away from the fierce front line, so from time to time, civilians with their only property can be seen fleeing to the rear. Most of them are thin women and disabled old people, or Children who cannot even enter the factory.

Those adults who can afford guns and work in factories have already become the fuel for the city to continue to resist.

Neluwa passed by a few corpses, of course, this is very common, after all, he has seen more corpses than living people these days, but a child squatting next to the two corpses is not common.After the war started, these weak existences would soon be shattered by the additional damage of the war, turning into one of the most insignificant statistics after the war.

It was a boy, squatting next to the corpse of an elderly man who seemed to be his grandfather... The reason is not difficult to guess, it may be a stray bullet, or it may be a crime committed by the orcs who infiltrated.

After a little hesitation, Nerova walked towards the boy. On the way, he saw a double-headed eagle emblem buried in the soil, which was the symbol of the empire and the emperor. It should not was so buried here.

The apothecary of the Black Templar bent down to pick up the sign. It was once covered in dust, and after Nerova wiped off the dirt, it became a little cleaner and had a little more dignity.Carefully holding the badge in his hand, Nerova walked towards the boy, half kneeling beside him.

"...You are...sorry...Ah, Lord Astarte..."

The boy seemed to be only five or six years old, his eyes were wide open, but even so he couldn't see the entire body of Astartes, only the double-headed eagle emblem on the chest of the warrior could be seen.

Nerova didn't care about the boy's wrong name, he whispered:

"You can't stay here, go to the rear, someone will pick up civilians there."

"But, but, my grandpa..."

"Take this," Nerova stuffed the two-headed eagle emblem he had picked up into the boy's hand, his movements were a little rough, but this thing made the boy feel more at ease, and then the pharmacist continued:

"The Emperor will protect you."

"Well...he looked at us..."

"Go, get out of here."

"..."

The boy glanced at the corpse on the ground, he hesitated for a few seconds, and then ran towards the direction Neluva pointed. From the beginning to the end, neither he nor Nerova knew each other's name.After the boy disappeared from Nerova's sight, the pharmacist sighed slightly, and then walked towards the front line.

"grown ups!"

But a voice came from behind the pharmacist, and Nerova turned his head to look, and saw a dusty Armageddon Iron Legion soldier standing straight in front of him, with a huge communication radio behind his back. Listen to what the communicator said:

"My lord the Priest of the Black Templars is summoning all Astartes warriors!"

"Where is the meeting place?"

"City 42!"

"Very good, reply Yin Xiuchang, I will arrive in 15 minutes."

The messenger made a sky eagle salute to Neluva, and then quickly walked towards the front line, where he was still needed.

After getting a ride on a certain corpse, Nerova successfully arrived at the meeting point within the time limit. After arriving, he found that quite a lot of troops had gathered here, including fighters from the Black Templar and soldiers from the The Astartes of the Salamanders Chapter, and the Guardians of Sira in great numbers.

The sound of crawlers running over the road and the heavy footsteps of the Titan could be heard from the street not far away.

"Nerova, you're here." Grimaldus nodded to the pharmacist in his team, and then he said to the soldiers standing shoulder to shoulder in front of him:

"Master Dorne's counterattack plan has begun! And we have also received help from the Salamanders and reinforcements from other star domains. Everyone, our patience has reached its limit, so let those orcs know that the anger of humans Once it breaks out, how terrible it will be!"

"Come on, my brothers and sisters, let us fight in the neighborhoods, in the wilderness, wherever there are those hideous aliens, and kill them, crush them, and bury them for good!"

"..."

Hearing the shouts of the soldiers around him, Neluwa felt a little more relaxed, even though he knew that the next battle would be equally cruel...but this cruel battle meant the dawn of victory.

Chapter 736 Chapter 540 Chapter 1 Hails Ridge (End) (10/[-])

Unlike any other hive on the planet, Hilsreich's counterattack began at dawn.

The first to attack were the Titans of the Emperor Guard Legion. With the Emperor Titan Storm Harbinger as the arrow, the Titan Legion pierced into the defense line set up by the Orcs like a continuously rotating chainsaw. Tore up every machine made of steel and every fortress made of mud and ruins that blocked the way, ripped out the flesh and blood in the machine and the fortress, threw it on the ground, and crushed it!

The Herald of the Storm Emperor Titan is like a walking palace, a moving fortress. On the legs supporting this tens of meters high war machine, it is covered with forts and military depots full of soldiers. Soldiers rushed from the titans to bring the Imperial punishment to them as the Orcs fled in all directions under the titan's colossal shadow.

The sound of the majestic siren resounded throughout Helsridge, and the fighter jets belonging to the 5082nd Flying Squadron of the Imperial Navy flew over the seven steeple churches of the Emperor Titan, and only half of the pilots were left in this wing. , even Lieutenant Colonel Cotton Balasas died in the battle not long ago. He was very heroic when he died. He killed two orcs with a pistol and detonated the hand grenade... until the war Long after the end, people did not find his body.

The orcs suddenly found themselves trapped in a swamp. Every corner, every direction, and every street would rush out, led by one or two Astartes, assisted by several Sira guards, dozens of From one to several hundred soldiers of the Iron Legion of Armageddon, these teams wiped out like a storm the small forces that the orcs used to fill the front lines and fight in the streets!

The human warriors gathered together to form a larger team, and the offensive force spearheaded by heavy tanks and armored personnel carriers destroyed all resistance of the orcs...before the beasts changed their tactical thinking.

An hour after the counteroffensive was launched, the soldiers of the empire encountered a real battle.

The heavily armored orc army headed by an orc boss whose size is far larger than other orcs stopped the defeated greenskins and re-armed them, trying to block the peak of the human counterattack. This is the bravest of these beasts, And the brave are often the first to die—

Grimaldus, the hermit elder of the Black Temple, saw its existence, and he clenched the priest's scepter in his hand to move forward, but Priamas was faster than him, and the young swordsman There was a gust of wind like a fired shell, and the sharp blade in his hand was entwined with thunder.