The sky was full of fragments and spears of light, the weapons of the Empire's loyalty were inspired, the green-skinned tattered airdrop silos turned into fireworks, and in the underground command room, the selected sacred warehouse was full of Astral Army's communications equipment and weapons, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Baier asked the local PDF commander. "How's the hit rate? How many orcs are expected to land? ”

Commander PDF, the ruler of the Planetary Guard, was like a rookie in the face of the Astral Army officers, even though he was much older than Alan Barr and had a thick beard, he raised his mechanical right hand in reply.

"About 30 percent..."

Alan Baier slapped the table and scolded. "It's so little! 30？ That means that there are almost twenty-five thousand or more greenskins that will land on the territory of the Empire? ”

"You are so slack in air defense training, are you a traitor to the Empire?"

The commander swallowed. "My lord, there are still 20% of the near-earth defense in the nest capital Among the major nobles and several major chambers of commerce, we have no right..."

Alan Baier sighed. "A group of moths, except for eating rice, it's useless, if the God Emperor is still there, none of them want to live."

"How's the evacuation on the ground?"

PDF Commander replied. "My lord, almost all the civilians have left, and the soldiers have also settled in the main cities, such as churches, factories, and starports."

"But the orcs' landing chamber looks like it has jets installed, and they might change their minds and land somewhere else..."

Alan Bair looked at the icons on the landing bays, the fan-shaped snakes that emblem, the emblem of the snake bite clan, their barbarians would never be able to bear the desire to slaughter the entire hive, so he bet that it would definitely go his way.

"Continue to have soldiers stationed, they should not change areas, be ready for urban battles, death, sacrifice, inevitable..."

Commander PDF nodded, since he is the commander of the Imperial Guard, then there must be no problem, and Alan Baier's judgment of the greenskins has always been accurate and deadly, and the once powerful greenskin warlord is still dead, so if the local nest fights, those guys will be defeated.

But I can't count it, those green skins mixed with a blood axe, this group of special forces in the green skins, the twittering boys with pits in their heads, obviously have not bad military quality.

Captain Bloodaxe quickly realized that there was an ambush, and he wouldn't just smash it on it, and when he found out, he took those broken copper and iron communicators, which looked like the microphones played by the children of Guterra, the kind of paper cups with threads.

But this thing is not linked to another cup, but to the entire orc army's chain of command, and the radio broadcast is smashed through the boys. "Boys, humans have prepared a feast for us, but I don't want to participate."

"Turn on the jets, fill the rudder right, and go to the secondary nests of this world!"

Soon there was a skeptical voice on the communicator. "But, boss, aren't we trying to control Starport?"

"Also, I really want to... Smash it! He almost cried out and shouted, this is also the desire of all the boys, he wants to smash, kill, rob!

Bloody axe scolded. "Be adaptable! How many times have I taught you this word? What a brainless fart! ”

But all that answered him was the sizzling sound from the communicator on the opposite side and the sudden explosion of the airdrop bin on the right, and when the fragments landed on the human nest, smashed through the walls of the outer nest, and fell into the streets of the nest, the blood axe made up its mind.

"Hurry up!"

Under the watchful eye of the PDF and the Imperial Guard, the garbage drop silos with drill bits, which looked like they had been made to break through the nest capital, quickly deflected, and the squeaky metal on them made one wonder if it would suddenly break.

Inside the nest, the infantry of the 4th Skadi Regiment had already prepared a defense, they used the complex terrain of the nest and a large amount of industrial waste, scrap metal, made a tactic that hindered snake bites, and exploded the pillars of Scott (strapped bombs to Scroog and then drove them towards the enemy), and erected them haphazardly, several meters above the ground, to ensure that those things could not jump over.

If they choose to pass through, they'll have to slow down so that the Astral Army can easily kill those things.

At this moment, most of the infantry of the 4th Skadi Regiment was also stationed in the streets and alleys of the city in the size of a company, and the lasers of heavy bombs were ready to fire, and the Katachan troops were holding hot melt in the complex nest capital pipes waiting for a threatening enough enemy.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there is a real fight, the orc landing force may be completely suppressed.

But the abrupt turn of the drop box makes this even stranger, isn't it possible to use an ejector that slows down the landing speed in this position to become a target?

Alan Baier shouted instantly. "Oops, staff officer, adjust the radio and report to Colonel Ryan that about twenty thousand orcs are landing on him."

The staff officer hurriedly turned on the communicator, and he gave command to the soldiers of the 4th Skady Regiment. "Tactics have changed, hurry up, hurry up and approach the Eastern Second Nest, the 143rd Regiment of the Partolian Guard is about to be attacked by the orcs!"

The reality is that neither of them is wrong, but neither is right, the battlefield is changing rapidly, but the actions of the Partolian Guard and the Skadi Guard complete an unexpected combination.

If Greenskins land directly on the secondary nest, they will get a chance to gain a foothold in the nest, and a large amount of the materials inside will become a supply for Greenskins, and they can even make a tribe belonging to Greenskins here.

And if the fourth Skadi regiment is not stationed in the main lair, the blood axe will not leave in fear, they will directly smash into the city and control the starport.

In any case, the tactical goal was achieved, but the only problem was that the 143rd Regiment of the Partolian Guards had to face an enemy that they had not experienced without the help of the 4th Skady Regiment.

The smell of promethium from the orc engine was terrible, and Colonel Ryan covered his nose and watched as the things approached, and they relied on the human flesh of the melee cannon they carried on the upper level of the hive to stop the green skins.

The Colonel's face was very good, because he found that the number of Greenskins was much smaller than expected, and his troops could be taken at all, and he had faced individual tribes of Greenskins, which were not large, but except for their individual strength, the other problems were not too big.

The Imperial Guard has never prided itself on its individual strength, and what awaits those greenskins is countless trenches and deaths, and logging guns and explosive bombs are already waiting for them.

The firepower of the close-in defense artillery was not strong, just destroying dozens of green bins and letting those things smash on the surface of the nest like roots, the buzzing sound of the drilling rig was annoying, and in just a few seconds, those things did not enter the nest capital, and crashed down from the upper layer of the nest capital hundreds of meters.

"The 143rd Regiment of the Partolian Guards, the alien enters the interior of the nest capital, uses trenches to delay, the staff officers of each company maintain morale, and the non-commissioned officers pay attention to the assault of the green skins." Ryan commanded his soldiers as always, seemingly simple orders that represented his trust in his soldiers.

Iron-like discipline, sandbag trenches that stretched throughout the nest were erected in the intricate streets of the nest, and in order to ensure the progress of the trench warfare, he had sent people to blast tens of thousands of houses, leaving only rubble like ruins.

This is the courage of the Imperial Guard, and it is also the madness of humanity that is still lingering, when Captain Bloodaxe is about to fall to the ground, he feels the thickness of the planet intimately, only to find that the bunkers here are all smashed, the thick black smoke continues, and several rows of trenches have blocked its path.

"Crazy, shrimp are all crazy, I won't spoil my tribe like this."

Yes, such a choice has brought a huge burden to this nest, there is no doubt about it, but the loss of buildings far outweighs the loss of the Imperial Guard, as long as the explosion does not lose the nest itself, after all, the nests are all "treasures" that have been expanded little by little by the Dark Ages of the Empire or the Great Expedition.

This seemingly crazy place is the crystallization of imperial civilization, except for a few special worlds, there is no place that can better represent the essence of empire than Nest.

And the Blood Axe doesn't sit shackled. "Use a slash in the back!"

He commanded, and the landing chamber next spewed out a thick mist, almost filling the entire empty nest capital, and the white thing blocked all the vision, and the light could not move forward too much, as if there was no light.

Former colonel, doctor, Lucas veteran with a dignified face. "Use the Bird Diviner!"

The reconnaissance team activated the antenna-like instrument, which emitted radio waves invisible to the naked eye, and they looked at the instrument vigilantly before answering. "Sir, the smoke is hindering detection, and the entire detection range is red!"

Former Colonel Lucas scolded. "Damn heretics, heavy fire, cross-fire, in any case, the safety of the line infantry first."

Several heavy bombs roared into a deafening Imperial roar, flames and a secondary burst of Imperial ammunition embedded in the fog, only the sound of flesh and blood bursting in response.

But several small red rays suddenly emerged from the mist, and former Colonel Lucas shouted. "Scrooge!"

The tiny green-skinned creature bounced forward, with a damn alien weapon flashing a danger signal behind it, a violent explosion imminent, and the smoke kept the soldiers close to the little things.

While laser guns barely need to think about the trajectory of a live-fire weapon or the firing situation, and can be pointed, it is still not easy to hit in extreme proximity.

Tens of meters, tens of meters of naked eye distance became the life and death line of the Imperial Guard, shooting, hitting, dying if you can't do it, in the cruel war, in the long trenches, explosions burst out, leaving only dark holes...

Human flesh and blood could not stop the shockwave of that power at all, such an explosive weapon was not enough to destroy the laser guns and bulletproof armor of the Imperial Guard, but the shockwave in the air could destroy their flesh, and with the armor intact, a member of the Imperial Guard instantly became torn apart, and the flesh and blood stained Lucas's face.

"Damn aliens!"

He raised his blaster as he had done countless times, firing his shots, pinpointing the animals in front of him as they approached him, bursting open and leaving holes in the ground.

Holes appeared in the metal floor of the nest, and the bloody meat grinding war had just begun, with the unique voice of the greenskins, a shout called waaaagh appeared, Lucas looked at the dead members of the Imperial Guard, and shouted in iron blood. "Keep shooting!"

The explosion tactics caused the 143rd Regiment of the Partolian Guards to lose a full two-tenths of its soldiers, and although they were infantry regiments, they were also the real elite of this world, and the powerful troops forged in iron and blood calmly fell into a flesh-and-mortar battle with the greenskins at the loss of the front row.

The bayonets and machetes touched, the ugly greenskinned creatures and the loyal legions of the Empire collided, hot guns and cold knives, as the smoke completely deprived the Imperial Guard of the extremely strong tactical depth they were proud of, and in order to delay the greenskins, the soldiers of the 143rd Regiment of the Partolian Guard chose to fight in close combat.

The Greenskins weren't one of those weak aliens in the Imperial Guard manual that could be dealt with by a set of CQC (melee combat), and all the soldiers of the regiment knew it, but they still went out generously, and in order to ensure lethality, the soldiers in the back row stood and gathered fire forward.

That's right, the fire, the whizzing sound of hundreds and thousands of laser guns scorched the bodies of loyal soldiers of the empire and the bodies of the greenskins with flames, but there were still countless loyal soldiers in the first row who used their flesh as sandbags to hinder the enemy's attack.

The battle dragged on, the Greenskins were dragged down by the war of attrition, and Colonel Lane's style was profoundly reflected in his troops, where death, sacrifice, and the bombing of human lives and nests into ruins were all necessary bargaining chips for victory.

If there were no soldiers standing in the way of the Greenskins, the battle damage would have been even more exaggerated, even if they had to lose a member of the Imperial Guard to kill the three Greenskins.

Captain Bloodaxe wore special goggles in the smoke, he could see the battlefield through the smoke, he didn't expect that humans would still have good morale after the blast, and dare to fight with the greenskin and white blades, the humans he encountered rarely had such discipline and terrible morale, if it weren't for his extreme understanding of humans, he would definitely not believe that such a battle would happen.

However, Bloodaxe is a good tactic, and Scrooge's precise olfactory guidance makes them the vanguard of the Greenskins, demoralizing enemies with the help of the Mist, and then killing enemies with the Blade Boy with Bulge and Slash.

He's invincible, even in the greenskins' wars several times, and the smoke grenade formula he got from the special operations kid is even more of a pride in his arsenal...

Now it has been replaced by human beings who rely entirely on human life...

He's a little angry that war can't go into a war of attrition, and his tactical literacy is telling him that.

"Big plan, big guy, big thing, get on it, trample them to death!"

He looked at the communicator and said strange things, but in the fog two huge creatures, heavily armored and covered in red fuel, and the Snake Bite Clan's battle flag and a giant garbage cannon stood behind him, and the greenskins standing on the creature shouted with long beast control clips.

"Behemoth, move quickly, trample those shrimps to death!"

The gigantic beast Scroog, a head bigger than Rimanus, stomped on the ground and made a constant vibration, a roar that pierced the fog and made the soldiers of the 143rd Regiment of the Partolian Guards tremble.

At this moment, Colonel Ryan sat down from the upper nest with the Chimera, but saw the terrifying beasts on the battlefield advancing.

"O God Emperor!" Even a nobleman like him couldn't help but sigh, that kind of terrifying alien monster.

He turned on the communicator. "Retreat now and give up the war of attrition! Don't be wiped out! ”

But too late, the gigantic creature can kill a platoon of Imperial Guards with just one charge, and the laser gun has little effect on it...

Ryan said with a rare look of despair. "O the Emperor and all his saints... Does anyone save the world? ”

After the sound fell, as the Imperial Guard was losing, swishing, dozens, hundreds of missiles smashed on the bodies of those behemoths, dozens of magnetic tracks bombarded the armor of those behemoths, and the sound came from the communicator.

"Foraxia 113th Regiment, come and report."

Dozens of somewhat strange "Riemanus", "Lion-tailed Scorpions", "Chimera" came to the vicinity of the battlefield and provided support at the limit of the visual distance!

Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair sat on the hull of the hammer "Lemanus". "Colonel Lane, it looks like our collaboration has just begun."

"To the emperor, old man, show those greenskins who are the war masters!"

(End of chapter)