This long-running farce of the Emperor and the Lord of Change is also revealed in the High Heavens, and the great achievements of the Imperial Guard and the success seen so far are unquestionable, and the sacrifice and sacrifice of souls for the bargaining chips that humanity has gained for the next few millennia can contribute to the plans of the Emperor, a cold star that is too large for mortals to predict.

It's just that greed is not only held by the enemy in front of you, even if it is also a part of evil, but only the difference in ideas and disputes will be endless, and now the weak have found an opportunity, and on the brass throne in the high heavens, the eldest brother of the gods has seen the opportunity.

As the night froze, shadows loomed in the distant settlements of the moonlight and the flickering of the Lumens Towers under the man-made curtains, all of them hidden experts, natural hunters, sensitive five senses and psionic foresight that allowed them to recognize the sight of their enemies.

Only the powerful elite of the empire in the trenches can also taste the traces of the enemy's arrival, in those inconspicuous footsteps and vague flickering, in the slightest shadow, and the premonition that accompanies the veterans to survive to this day.

A few of the front companies were well armed, the enemies were like wolves and did not attack, the Imperial Guard was in the final stages of its doping effect, and in a few hours they would be exhausted by revenge, and the Destruction Eagle was not here.

The manor is not actually a defensive facility, and although it is constructed with an attack in mind, the weak defense system and the early emptying of the arsenal make the defense even more intense.

Those trenches dug with heavy equipment and the deplorable corpses of the dead became the last line of defense.

Death, sacrifice, pain, and torture are all evident in this gray millennium, as soldiers are drowsy, their physical strength is dissipating, and the high levels of stimulants and caffeine intake are destroying their minds and bodies, both soldiers and commanders.

After the second stimulant plunged into the lieutenant's shoulder, the blood followed by the metal needle, and the muscles bulged instantly, and then in a few short and quick cycles, about a few seconds, the body, the heart, muscles, blood vessels, and brain were affected.

And in this day at the end of human civilization, doping is almost abused, whether it is the Imperial Guard, or the traitor, or the Space Marine, or the Battle Nun, it is necessary to maintain combat effectiveness at the last moment of the battle, and flesh and blood are not worth much compared to victory.

He breathed a sigh of relief, sleepiness and exhaustion were swept away, his eyes appeared to be bright and sharp, and the other officers were in a similar state, except that the enemy seemed to be able to besiege them for the time being, but not besieged.

Stamina is running out, reserves and supplies are running low in wheel warfare, and the isolated Imperial Guard is dealing with the most vicious minions of the gods, a farce that has been played out countless times within the Empire as it has been for the most part.

The Imperial Guard is at an absolute disadvantage, like a dying prey, but this situation is awakening the memories of those veterans, the memories of being surrounded by the orcs endlessly.

If a person joins the army and goes on a campaign, then no matter how many wars he participates in, he probably can't forget what the first shot was for, and most of the soldiers here are trying to survive the siege.

At this point, as on that day, the invisible forces were supporting them to witness the fear and resist the invasion, and even though the fierce and terrifying aura surrounded them with death-like fear, the Imperial Guard chose to act madly beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

That is, in addition to the use of doping by officers to maintain combat effectiveness, the lower-level soldiers rest in batches, and for those who are awake, it is difficult to feel that stimulants almost tear the heart muscle, and those who are asleep have to bear more psychological pressure.

Sleep may bring death, and it is impossible to sleep peacefully in the anxiety and fear of death, let alone lying on the ground like a corpse in a trench full of corpses and bullet casings.

This is the terrifying psychological quality of the elite of the Imperial Guard that is helping them slowly regain their combat effectiveness, but behind this kind of thing is the extreme weakness of the guard force and the unspeakable trust in their comrades.

Someone put a helmet over his face, someone lay under the tracks of an armored car, someone leaned on the body of a dead brother, and at night, there was a rare silence at this moment.

Only a handful of elite and reconnaissance troops and officers forced themselves to remain vigilant at all times, until four hours later, around five o'clock in the morning, a tiny red dot appeared on the bird diviner, and the Katachan troops on the front line also noticed figures flickering in civilian houses in the complex street fighting area on the periphery.

The Master Chief stopped his brothers, who were prostrate in the ruins of the aftermath of the war, where most of the inhabitants were the servants who maintained this vast residential area, where most of the time there were only old men and children, and now in the noise of the war, the poor and the weak had taken refuge in the hidden areas.

And Sergeant Katachan was observing the situation at the moment, he probably knew that there was an enemy in the opposite street, he turned on the radio, reported the enemy coordinates to the Leterling Kid, asked for sniper cover, and at the same time advanced with a company, about 20 elite regiments of Katachan.

They were moving forward against the rubble, such a high-risk task was almost routine for them, and the effects of stimulants to strengthen their bodies were rich, but even so, Katachan did not understand why the enemy did not take advantage of the situation to attack the Imperial Guard, but waited for them to rest and strengthen their defenses.

And they were as silent, terrible, and silent as the forest warriors who had taught them, and they were as quiet as trampling on the ground of pure gold, but as quiet as stepping on the concrete floor.

They reloaded their close-range shotguns, straightened the Katachan blade around their waists, and crossed a block in less than five minutes of maneuvering, completing reconnaissance of several high-risk points at the same time.

Master Chief spoke into the radio. "Aiming in the direction, three o'clock, eight o'clock, five o'clock, the water tower platform, the abandoned balcony, the right side of the heavy vehicle." With that, three silent heavy sniper carbine shots easily tore through the enemies inside the teaser point.

But after two muffled sounds, the Master Chief realized that there was one person missing, and he picked up the binoculars and looked around, locking on the enemy on the balcony on the right side for a split second.

"Missed?" He reprimanded him on the radio as he raised his own blast beam, instantly melting his body along with the cover of the stupid enemy.

Radio replied at this moment. "He dodged, incredulous, as if sensing my sniping, and he suddenly took tactical cover, and it seems that the information provided by the Destruction Eagle was not wrong." The Letherin Kid's words grew more and more timid, but this tone was his characteristic, and it was the natural style of the rats, and Master Chief Katachan was used to it.

It was only then that his warning made the soldiers wary. "At three o'clock, a company of about 50 men is approaching you! At the same time, they also have a heavy armored car, which has been modified a bit badly, I can't tell the specific model. ”

"What, fifty?" Master Chief Katachan opened his mouth to complain, because according to intelligence, the squad level of only a few hundred people can rely on a strong fighting will and sacrifice spirit to trap an entire Space Marine team of 10 people, and they are equivalent to facing a whole Star Marine tactical team of four people at the moment.

"I'm afraid that the enemy has reported it, this is a reconnaissance group, and according to the direction they are coming from, I can judge that the enemy's stronghold is in the southwest, and the distance is about two kilometers." Kid Leterin calmly analyzed the situation.

"Good, enough, how long will we touch the enemy?" Master Chief asked rhetorically.

"As it stands, five minutes at most." Lighterin Kid replied.

"That's enough." The Master Chief nodded, and at the same time directed the brothers forward with sign language, they hid in the ruins, almost becoming one with the things, and at the same time, the non-commissioned officer of Katachan took a few soldiers with their hands and feet, as if they were in the forest, quickly climbed up to the reconnaissance point that had been sniped down, and crawled on it.

The process was as fast as it could be, but the sound of the war engine also came as expected, but fortunately, the Katachans were sophisticated enough to hide themselves for a short time, so that they also confused the enemy to a certain extent, so that they did not realize that the Imperial Guard was not leaving.

The Master Chief and the Katachan soldiers were quietly prostrate on the balconies of abandoned houses, looking out through bullet holes in the platforms, even if there were carbonized corpses next to them.

The humming of engines and the tread of boots soon followed, several guns were aimed everywhere, and the rune warriors began to send people to retrieve their dead brothers from the scout.

"The time has come!" The Master Chief suddenly got up, jumped out like a lion, and left the high place with several brothers at the same time, ready to plunge the blade into the chest of the climbing rune warrior, but those monsters actually avoided the deadly blade in an instant at the moment of lightning and thunder.

Fortunately, in their right hand was the explosive shotgun, and in a short gap, the gun fired, instantly tearing open the bodies of those poor people, and the filthy blood stained with psionic energy wet the upper bodies of the naked forest warriors, and in the artificial moonlight before it was bright, it looked like a demon had arrived in the human world.

At this moment, the Master Chief realized the weakness of those freaks, that is, they could not go beyond their individual mobility, they did not have the superhuman body of a Space Marine, and as long as they struck twice by surprise, they would not be able to dodge completely, but would die in the agony of knowing death.

He saw the eyes of the enemy torn apart by his projectiles, such a monster would also be afraid, much weaker than the ghosts of orcs!

At this moment, he had to bring this information to the ordinary people of the Imperial Guard, because it was Astarte who had fought before, and those supermen could easily tear apart the existence of this group of essentially mortals even if they knew that those people could advance their own actions, but mortals were struggling and helpless against them.

As long as this information is given to the command, they can achieve victory through crossfire and the Imperial Guard is outnumbered by rune freaks.

At this point, he made a tactical roll, descending at a very fast speed, cushioning with a fragmented flesh and blood body, and at the same time landing outside the heavy armored vehicle surrounded by the enemy, he knew this vehicle, it was a heavily modified Chimera armored car, but at the moment, this behemoth looked more wild than that ordinary chassis.

He picked up his hot melt gun and shot the driver in the cab, melting the doors and almost rotting the seat and steering wheel, but he endured the uncooled heat and sat inside, the flesh sizzled, and then quickly stepped on the twisted accelerator, holding the steering wheel like a splinter in a strange position.

The Emperor willing, the tattered engine started normally, the steering wheel was insensitive, but it was still able to turn, he let out a long, bright whistle, and in the dark of the night, the hidden Katakans immediately got up and shot at the enemies.

In the confusion and death, the non-commissioned officer of Katachan watched the entrance with a shotgun, and the fighters who followed him took control of the entire area, and slammed on the hull, the non-commissioned officer stepped on the accelerator, and the engine hit the enemy in front of him, those people barely avoided it, and at the same time, the Katakchans who attacked the enemy also ran, and under the cover fire of the Letherins, they successively got on the outer edge of the armored car in a desperate shot.

The behemoth stumbled out of the city at breakneck speed, and the Master Chief discovered that the space inside the armored vehicle also contained the enemy's strategic map and radio system, and that the massively modified vehicle was a makeshift command vehicle, like the second lieutenant's vehicle.

It's just that the enemy's command system is more loose and multi-staged, and it seems that the goal is to command one company and one unit, and it has a considerable degree of individual soldier level, and can achieve tactical actions that are difficult for soldiers in a large force as large as the Imperial Guard.

Rather than an improved Imperial Guard, they are degraded Space Marines, and it seems that the enemies they face next will attack more than they would expect from a wartime war.

Master Chief ripped off the tactical map at this moment and turned on the radio. "Thanks for the cover, brother."

Lighterin Kid replied. "Beautiful breakout, my marksmanship would be useless without your vigor, and besides, the enemy is now massing, and I see them appear in large numbers in the weird position."

"I'm sorry, I had to evacuate, but it looks like they might want to attack, I guess, maybe this reconnaissance spurred them on?"

Master Chief replied. "Eight or nine is not far from ten." And he looked at the strategic map, which contained the enemy's guesses about the disposition of the Imperial Guard, and surprisingly, it was very accurate, which was not surprising to him given their strong individual capabilities.

And he is also glad that he has found this thing, because now they can change the array according to the information in it, so that the opposite side can be taken by surprise and be attacked by death, the only problem is how to do a good tactical plan in such a short time......

But he believed in his comrades as much as they believed in him!

(End of chapter)