The guerrillas' attacks continued unabated, destroying vast amounts of valuable items almost every day, killing countless Space Marines and traitors, and at the same time, the hunger and pain they endured became more and more severe during this time.

The Master Chief looked at the rickety vehicles in the distance with his tattered reconnaissance binoculars, the enemy had no good trucks, and they had no gunpowder to make bombs.

"How's the ammunition stockpile?" He asked the others, because of their incessant attacks, the crazed cultists had begun a scorched earth policy against them, and as soon as their attacks were complete, the chaos traitors would immediately begin to destroy the contents of their cars.

Running out of ammunition and food is by no means the biggest action of most enemies for guerrilla warfare, and Skadi's internal supplies cannot support the development of long-term guerrilla warfare, firstly, because the distance is long, which will cause respite for the enemy, and secondly, Skady's material consumption level is also extremely fast, and the ration of 50,000 people a month is a rather terrible astronomical amount, not to mention that those things will probably rot on their own.

In order to deal with that damn scorched earth policy, they had to start stockpiling supplies, and while the few but vital things were put in the pipes, the guerrillas still carried the most important things with them: hot melt bombs that could destroy the walls and signal flares to inform the Skadians.

The food and ammunition placed in the pipes would starve to death if they were discovered by the enemy, but even then they chose to put the mission first, and their strong will allowed them to play a combat power worthy of the Space Marines, which is amazing, but also ridiculous.

Because it takes all the will of mortals to make the opening of the Space Marines not good, as if to say that those demigods cannot be surpassed, but they also believe that mortals are just a little further away.

On the other hand, such hunger and pain are also spreading among the enemy's troops, in the end, it is always themselves who lose more to the destruction of their own materials, and the failure to mutiny is only because of the Chaos Gods and Space Marines, those mortals have no choice, that's all.

But this mood also reached its limit, and terrible cannibalism and oppression began to appear in those places, and it was inevitable that they would abandon their posts without permission or have a low sense of battle, and when their will was too low, what the Skadi guerrillas were looking forward to happened.

The Katachang eye post near the watchtower was arranged to come quickly, he said. "The enemy has begun to mobilize, on a large scale, and I am afraid that it will directly leave the place empty."

Master Chief said. "Finally, I've waited too long for this day."

"Prepare your own hot melt bomb, re-establish the tutorial in your mind, follow the normal point plan, and complete this long task in one go."

"Act according to the plan!"

For 20 days, 20 days, when people worship heroes like Alexander the Great and Hercules, they often forget how much strategic value the disgusting harassment of the little people like flies is.

They will come at night, and they will not be absent during the day, looking at many heroes, they also need to sleep, but Skadi's partisans do not need to, they are always full of clockwork, without slowing down, all the time.

In exchange for this, the traitors could not bear it, a large number of traitor commanders with their stupid minions, walking in this muddy air, the Lettling Kid lying in the ruins, he almost changed a person, very thin, but his eyes were more calm, aim, shoot, all in one go.

The inherently quiet sound of the carbine and the small homemade anti-inflammatory device provided excellent concealment, and the light of the firearm's projectile grazed the air, through the ruins, and hit the head of the richly dressed officer, and in an instant, the head was never seen again, disappearing from physical reality.

The traitors shouted. "There's a sniper!" What followed was a thud, thump of the Empire's individual grenade launchers, black projectiles piercing the sky, falling in an arc, exploding at lightning speed, and the soldiers who had lost their command instantly evaporated.

Then there was a dense stream of footsteps, a war of movement, a moment of non-stop, and the movement here would become a bait for new prey to come, and when the traitors came here, they cleaned up again until they ran out of ammunition.

"This is the first batch, and those cultists are really crazy." The Leterin Kid was insulting, Master Chief, or the soldiers here were all in the same shape, with dark circles and low spirits, but they could still fight, as accurate as scalpels.

But that's why Space Marines are better suited to guerrilla warfare than most human soldiers, to be precise, those super soldiers are suitable for any kind of combat, they don't need regular rest or a lot of food to maintain their physical fitness, and no matter how crazy the war is, it can work like a perpetual motion machine.

Those cultists can't stand the guerrilla warfare of Skady, but now that the Space Marines are also gone, the entire outskirts of the original place have been completely thrown into chaos, and the supply shortages and death costs caused by the guerrillas are too high, and they must act.

And now Master Chief Katachan is setting up what looks like a firework launcher in an open field, not to celebrate the feats of his troops, but to tell the Sun Lord that the time has come to attack.

The bright red special projectile flew high into the sky, and the bright light made the entire underground world feel bad, and this huge and empty place was too lively during this time.

The traitors gritted their teeth, and the Space Marines didn't feel good, only the Sun Lord in the encirclement put down the coffee he usually drank, and the soldiers geared up, because the time for the breakthrough had come.

They were ready, and while the flares were attracting the enemy's attention, the Katachans came to the high wall with targeted molten bombs, used iron sheets as cover, and killed the traitors on the watchtower with snipers, proving that the Chaos Believers were fools.

"1, 2, 3, run!" The Master Chief pressed the button, and the speed was very fast, and the Skadi soldiers on the other side, like the tide of the impact, they did not have any seamless cooperation, only the most basic trust, those who have grown up for years, called the trust of comrades.

The fierce attack blew like a hurricane on the cold battlefield, those three-meter-high concrete walls, the number of cultists was not as good as before, the strength of the guns was extremely poor because of the lack of manpower, when the grenadiers wore carapace armor forward, the Skadis approached, after the rumbling explosions and flashes, the walls within a range of several hundred meters suddenly collapsed, tearing through the long line of defense, and those traitors also fell into chaos.

The Emperor's wrath has arrived at this moment, even if the Space Marines on those platforms are stubbornly resisting, but they have to die because of the shooting of the Katachan guerrillas in the rear and the frontal attack of the Imperial Guard in front, as long as they work hard, they can tear apart the brutal war here and take back freedom.

Roars, wars, bayonets, guns, for the slogans of the emperor and the command of the officers, the Skadians, who had been suppressed for more than half a month, did not know what was fear, just like the great soldiers on the Kadia.

The sleepy guerrillas were constantly assisting in the rear, and the enemy's defenses were useless, and after more than half a month of fierce fighting, dripping stones wore through.

And the troops that the enemy had divided were soon coming, and before the Skadis had climbed the wall, the guerrillas had to retreat into the larger forces through the walls they had blown up, and when the Leterin Boy had not seen him for a long time saluting the Sun Lord and the Chief of the General Staff, as well as the thin Katachan soldiers, Elan Bair had a brief sour feeling in his heart, and he immediately went into a state of war.

"How many enemy supports?"

Master Chief replied. "200 Space Marines, 20,000 traitor troops, all armed with the Imperial Guard, and difficult to deal with."

"We don't have bunkers and trenches, and we don't have an advantage in troops, and if we don't take the walls here, we may fall short..."Loss flashed across the macho man's cheeks, and the feeling that he had worked so hard for so long was about to fall short, and that feeling was unacceptable to him.

Alan Baier just looked at his tactical tablet and replied. "No way, trust us, your efforts have failed, as you said, the drop of water wears the stone, and you are doing a good job."

Then he turned to another person who was working hard. "Letherin boy, you too."

"Now you can only trust your comrades-in-arms, Skadi Grenadiers, prepare! Those recruits also played, and after watching it for so long, now it's going to be tough! ”

"Now we are in the same state as them, there is no cover, there are no defensive works, and according to the character of the Space Marine, we will soon fall into close combat, so it doesn't matter if you are a new or old soldier, get on the bayonet!"

"The officers adjust the chainsaw swords, and the grenadiers take the power weapons, this will be the craziest war in the history of the Skady Regiment, and the bloodiest and cruelest, there is no doubt about it."

"I ask you to plug that gap, and the guerrillas and heavy fire squads suppress the enemy on the wall."

"Now, with one person and one meter staggered, and the people at the front use the jumping shield to resist the shooting, we want to pull the war into ancient times, when mankind has not yet set foot in the starry sky!"

It was a crazy plan, and it was impossible for mortal bodies to resist the Space Marine's fire, but the soldiers continued to move forward calmly, half-kneeling on the ground, relying on the massive amount of rubble and shields that had fallen over the walls to defend themselves against the fire.

As long as the blast is still a kinetic weapon, no matter how powerful and terrifying it is, it will eventually stop due to the obstruction of objects, and when the Space Marines shoot for the first time, a Skadi grenadier almost flies up the whole body, but still resists with a sunken shield.

As the terrible projectile passed through the thick ruins, the smoke filled the air, which hindered follow-up shots, while the Skadi soldiers' shots were able to accurately kill the Space Marines.

If long-range suppression continued, there was no doubt that the Space Marines would face terrible losses, and their commander quickly gave the order, forward, melee, full speed ahead, and abandon shooting.

This rather stupid behavior in the command of the Astral Army is a very clever choice among Space Marines, those supermen can run as fast as vehicles, at least full speed and heavy armor are like several Chimera.

The Imperial Guard's accuracy dropped in an instant, and as the commander had reckoned, the roar of the chainsaw would destroy the Imperial Guard's fragile melee system as soon as the Space Marines approached.

Unexpectedly, those mortals did not run, because the Sun Lord ordered them to defend this place, and if they lost this gap, the Space Marines could attack the Imperial Guard's battle line from all directions, and the difficulty of such losses and counterattacks would increase in an instant.

With this idea, the charge of the Space Marines must also be resisted, if it were other teams, they would definitely shout that it was impossible, but this is Skadi, they have no way out, this is not an inconsequential world in the Empire, but their cruel and cold homeland, this universe gave birth to them, second only to Holy Terra, the common home of mankind.

And the grenadiers looked at the surprise attack of the giants, calmly dropped their shields, and those things could not resist the constant roar of the mighty chainsaw sword, but raised their weapons.

In essence, it is impossible for mortals to defeat the Space Marines, and when those powerful giants come closer, death should follow, and for the Space Marines, tearing open the bodies of fragile mortals with blades is also a form of enjoyment.

But the sound of the blade cracking interrupted the Space Marine's reverie of infinite flesh and blood with an abnormal but disgusting resistance, and only the vicious eyes of the Skadi grenadiers and the destructive roar of the pale blue light...

"It can't be!" The warrior panicked, but this kind of thing kept happening throughout the team, was it the soldiers who were transformed, or the emperor's apparition? But it's neither, it's just that they're shields at the moment.

To be precise, they, the Scardy Grenadiers, don't have the strength to resist the starmarine's terrible slash, but if there are several people, several rows standing together, resisting the attack, so that the power is completely shared, in other words, it is now the Scardy recruits who "hold" the grenadiers to "support" him against the superhuman attack.

At the same time, the intense pressure, whether from the Skadi soldiers or the Space Marines, was on the grenadier's arm, as if it had been run over by a truck, although the mechanics of the human body were very good, and the sound of bones cracking slowly came out with the roar of the servo.

Death is now near, but the soldier full of will still resists steadfastly, and the servo instantly rips off the monomolecular blade on the entire chainsaw sword, leaving the Space Marines incapacitated and can only use short sabers to attack the enemy.

And when the Sun Lord raised his arms and sentenced the Chaos traitors to death, he took the Katachan soldiers with him and attacked the enemy with explosive shotguns, power weapons, and whatever, detonation beams, plasma guns, and heavy explosive bombs.

Superman is not invincible, Scardy has proven it time and time again, those mighty Supermen today miss out on victory in even the most arrogant melee battles, and today's Space Marines are dogs with broken teeth, nothing but wailing and trembling!

And the recruits watched those terrible giants fall in front of them, and the pride in their hearts reached the limit.

(End of chapter)