For Governor Gu's request, Martins accepted it without hesitation.

That's really what they're good at – at least one of them.

Space Marines are great, but the lack of numbers is always a big disadvantage. On any battlefield of any size and intensity, it would be extremely foolish to throw elite but rare Space Marines into a head-on battle to fight against others, and the Space Marines themselves would not accept that kind of order.

No matter how hard the power armor is, to be honest, it can't resist a single shot of 155 howitzers; No matter how fierce the blaster is, it is not a big problem to penetrate the locally-made 'Challenger' tank, but if you encounter the regular Lion tank of the Astral Army or even the Lion King tank on the top battlefield, it will also give people an itch.

They are sharp knives, and they should not be used as hammers.

Taking advantage of the fact that Gu Hang needs three days to prepare his troops and carry out a counteroffensive, the five warriors of the immortal birds will infiltrate the enemy's rear to find and mark high-value strategic targets.

They were accompanied by 28 fighters from the 'Storm Detachment'. They are the elite of the Marine Corps on the original quintet, and now they have been trained to the T3 level by Gu Hang, and their individual strength is guaranteed, even if they are close to hand-to-hand combat, it is not a big problem to kill an ordinary green-skinned boy.

They will be under the temporary leadership of the Immortal Bird, obey orders, and act in concert.

No more nonsense, a total of thirty-three people, took advantage of the night to set off.

They departed from the southernmost side of the entire north-south front. In order to cover their movements, the 7th Infantry Regiment of the 4th Garrison Division, stationed there, also launched an active attack.

In the rear of the combined artillery positions, an artillery battalion was allocated. Thirty guns, advancing five kilometers, in the direction of the imminent attack of the infantry regiment, fired twenty rounds of fire cover.

The first five rounds were fired rapidly, and the last four rounds were played almost every three or four minutes, maintaining the overall bombing rhythm.

Those green skins were blown up.

In the past, they were not unbombed. But generally speaking, the artillery bombardment is when they attack, and the shrimp will ask for artillery support to the rear, and then there will be more ferocious firepower to cover their attack or retreat route.

The main goal is to stop their attack and inflict damage.

Or maybe after their bucket artillery fired, there were quite a few cases of those shrimp counterattacking.

It's not uncommon for them to fire at their own positions, as they did today, but only occasionally.

At this moment, in an hour, six hundred heavy artillery pieces fell in a small area, which was really a situation that had never been encountered before.

At least, I haven't seen the greenskins stationed here.

The orc leader here, named Bone Power, was not killed. The fortifications he was in were built on the ruins of a reinforced concrete building, and he further carried all kinds of construction waste, which was quite strong. Unless the heavy artillery hits the fortification where he is located, it is just fragments and shock waves, and it will not be able to do anything here.

It's just that there are not many fortified structures that can reach this level of protection on the entire position. Coupled with the fact that the shelling came too suddenly, the casualties would probably not be small.

Of course, the main casualties came from the early stage, and those who were still alive in the back were all hiding in various anti-artillery fortifications. It is true that there will still be a lot of losses, but they are still within the acceptable range.

However, even if he understood this, Gu Li still kept pacing left and right in the fortifications anxiously, and all kinds of green dirty words kept spitting out of his mouth.

He knew that those shrimp were inexplicably firing violently, and they were definitely not playing. His green head could clearly think that this was probably the prelude to those shrimps taking the initiative to attack.

But he couldn't run out of the fortifications at the moment, kick the boys in the ass, and get them up for battle.

The artillery on the head would blow down every few minutes, and when it left the fortifications, it would be easily killed.

If you're blown up, you can't fight.

He could only hold back the anger in his stomach and continue to hide.

But soon, the opportunity for a fight came.

After the last round of shelling, no new shells were seen falling for ten minutes, but the sound of gunfire and shouts of fighting was heard.

He got up in good spirits, took a few boys, and rushed out of the fortifications.

Came to the ground that had been bombarded by heavy artillery and the heat and smoke had not yet had time to dissipate.

He looked in the direction where the gunshots had come from, and not too far away, he could vaguely see the shrimp rushing towards him.

Those shrimps walked forward quickly, and they continued to divide their hands to clean up every part of the fortifications and building wreckage they passed.

In many places, in the impression of Guli, there are boys under their own who are stationed. However, only a few of them took place where battles took place.

Where there is no fighting, the shrimp just go in and come out again.

Guli could imagine that the boys he sent out to garrison those places were probably killed in the previous shelling. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to watch the shrimp walk in and ignore it.

How many brat died?

He didn't know.

He shouted loudly, "waaagh!! Boys! Get out of here! The shrimp is rushing up! It's time to show how good we can play! Don't let the shrimp underestimate us! ”

“waaagh！！”

There were many battle cries of the green-skinned boys around them, and a group of boys crawled out of the bunkers where they had been hiding, and some even drove armed pickups that had survived the previous shelling, and some launched 'cannons' tied up with tin buckets.

However, the overall number seems to be much less than the estimated bone strength.

Half of them didn't come out.

The big bang of those shrimps is still very powerful.

But that's okay!

Even if only half of the people are left, they can kill all the shrimp who dare to take the initiative to fight!

Bone Power leads the boys under his command and charges forward!

……

Observing the situation at the front, Ryder Mesheko couldn't help but shake his head.

He was a sergeant in the original Caudirian Company, and later signed up as a probationary political commissar in the recruitment of Lieutenant Colonel Tadius, and then was sent to the 4th Regiment of the 7th Garrison Division as a political commissar in the reorganization of Junk Town, and the rank jumped directly to captain.

The rank rose extremely quickly, but this was a very common situation among those old troops who had followed Gu Hang for a long time. The speed of military expansion is very fast, and as long as veterans ensure that they are loyal and willing to move up, the speed of promotion is very fast.

When the rear headquarters asked them to fully cooperate with the actions of the Immortal Birds, and the commander of the Martins War asked them to launch a covering frontal attack, Mesheko was very resolute in carrying out the task.

He knew that their regimental commanders were not happy to do this, even if when the adventurers were reorganized into a regular army, they tried to disrupt the establishment as much as possible, and stripped the adventurous regiment commanders who had turned into officers of their personal attributes to the troops. However, the nature of these former adventurers is still not so easy to wear.

They instinctively fear such a task that requires a lot of sacrifice, especially to cover the actions of others.

However, this is the difference between a military man and an adventurer.

Under his pressure, the 4th Infantry Regiment launched an offensive under military orders.

Before the fight began, whether it was a soldier or an officer, they were all afraid.

In the past, the shadow of the green skin was too great for them. Even if hundreds of shells fell down in front of them and opened their way, they still instinctively feared when they came up again.

This is where Ryder Mesheko is dissatisfied.

But fortunately, after the fighting, the resistance suffered by the troops in person was not strong.

The Greenskin's troops were apparently stunned, and a large number of Greenskins died in the fortifications, and there were not many who were able to form resistance in the first place.

Those greenskins still showed a strong will to fight, and at close range, it often took two or three people's lives to shoot a greenskin; If they are stuck to the close-quarters range, they are not soldiers of the beast slaughtering group, and even if they have bayonets, they often dare not fight.

It is not a question of technique and tactics, not of military skills, but of morale and courage.

But in the end, the 4th Regiment still relied on more numbers to break down those green skins.

As it turns out, the greenskins are also going to run away. When three or five greenskins emerge from the fortifications, and then see hundreds or thousands of human soldiers coming at them with guns, they will also run away with their heads in their hands.

Some were beaten to death from behind, and such green skins were the most despised.

Soon, the few green-skinned boys who escaped alive were killed again. Behind them, a large number of green skins rushed out, and the total number must be more than two hundred.

The greenskins howled and laughed at the boys who had escaped, and the laughed greenskins rushed back in anger.

In the course of the shooting, there were constantly green skins falling, and soldiers constantly falling.

It's a bloody duel, and at the same time that a green skin falls, two or three human soldiers will be crushed to death.

If this exchange continues, of course, the human side will still win. In particular, they also took out weapons such as bazookas and mortars, and one of the armed pickup trucks that rushed over was smashed in the middle of the road.

At most, only about 500 casualties will be paid.

Again, this is estimated at the worst-case scenario. In fact, when the greenskins are killed in a certain number, their threat level will also decrease dramatically, and they will also lose their morale and turn and flee, just like the ones they just encountered.

If you keep fighting, you won't be able to die so many people at all.

But even so, it was the human soldiers who were the first to cower and not dare to move forward.

The comrades who were smashed by the green-skinned powerful guns made them frightened.

After suffering more than 100 casualties, they had a faint tendency to collapse.

Ryder Mesheko was furious.

He roared at the regimental commander beside him: "Look at these soldiers! It's a shame! ”

The commander of the 4th regiment has a bitterness that he can't say.

Didn't he not give an order, demanding that all troops must maintain the front line and work hard to advance, but what if they just can't push?

He didn't dare to talk back, this red hat was a direct officer sent by the governor, like a supervisor.

Looking at his appearance, Mesheko was even more angry.

"Go to the front! Let's go to the front together! Lead by example! ”

He pulled out his pistol and dragged the regimental commander.

The two, along with the guard company, began to press forward personally.

Mesheko knew that as a commander, the greatest duty was to direct the battle, not to be on the front lines. At the top, even if he is at the forefront, how much difference is he from an ordinary soldier in terms of combat ability?

But now is a special moment, and there is nothing more to command. What the soldiers lacked was not strategy, not tactics, but courage.

It is up to senior officers to lead by example.

In the process of pressing forward with the guard company and the regiment commander, he ran into a team that was fighting and retreating.

Mesheko was even more angry, he found the company commander of this team, pulled him by the collar, and roared loudly: "The military order given to you is to advance!" Advance! Go ahead! Who told you to retreat?! ”

"I ......" The company commander's face turned pale and he couldn't speak.

Mesheko kicked him in the stomach, kicked him down, raised his pistol to his head:

"Retreating without authorization, being cowardly in battle, is regarded as a deserter. As an officer, the crime is one more degree! ”

"No, no......" The company commander was still trying to argue, and the regiment commander standing next to Mesheko also wanted to persuade him.

But Mesheko didn't bother to listen to anything and pulled the trigger directly.

The bullet passed through the head of the officer, who had just received the rank of second lieutenant, and his body fell limply.

Then Mesheko shouted to the company instructor, who was a little stupid looking at him: "You take over the command now!" Take your company, follow me! ”

The instructor nodded abruptly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly called out to the team.

Mesheko waved his hand again, signaling the guard company to follow, and at the same time said to the regimental commander next to him: "For the governor!" We are victorious! You can't be like that again! We are soldiers! Not scavengers looking for food in the garbage heap! ”

"I ...... I understand. ”

"Pick up the gun! Fight like a warrior! ”

Seeing that the regiment commander was stubborn, Mesheko copied the walkie-talkie and issued an order to the instructors of every company in the regiment, strictly ordering them to ensure that the troops were always in an offensive posture, and that if they did not fight, they could be executed immediately.

Afterwards, Mesheko raised his pistol and opened fire into the sky, shouting angrily at the periphery: "Comrades! Charge with me! ”

Under his stern orders, after he and the regimental commander led the guard company to participate in the battle in person, the cowardice of the entire army was finally reversed. Under the leadership of officers at all levels, especially the political chiefs under the instructor system, the team began to return to an offensive posture.

As the distance between the two sides closed, the battle quickly became bloodier and more brutal. The Greenskin's advantage in close-quarters combat was exploited, and the casualties suffered by the human soldiers increased, but again, the advantage of more human beings and greater firepower was maintained, and the accuracy of the close-range fire was also higher.

Human soldiers continue to fall, and even officers die in battle, but the greenskins fall just as quickly.

When the losses of the 4th Regiment came to 15%, that is, more than 200 people fell, there were only about seventy or eighty of those greenskins left.

Guli clearly knew that they had fallen into a desperate situation.

Having been stuck too close, retreat was no longer possible; But the bloody battle has also completely activated the belligerent factor in his heart. His skin became greener, and his size grew slightly in the midst of the battle.

“waaagh！” Howling, he rushed out of cover and toward the nearest position occupied by human soldiers.

Under his infection, all the greenskins who are still alive have entered a berserk state.

The final wave of the charge began.

Armed with a heavy gun, Guli opened fire six times during the charge, killing five soldiers. At the same time, he was hit by at least 100 bullets. He was bleeding all over his body, almost covering his green skin; One of his eyes was blinded, but the remaining one became more ferocious.

He rushed into the position where the infantry platoon was, and instantly turned into a meat grinder on the battlefield, the thick-backed machete in his hand swirling like a whirlwind of death, and in just a short time, the soldiers here were slaughtered.

Although the human soldiers had followed the tactical code and fought with bayonets as soon as he approached, neither side was on the same level in terms of strength, resistance to attack, or even flexibility. was stabbed seven or eight times with a bayonet, and there was no sign of exhaustion of bone strength, but his backhand slaughtered all the soldiers who dared to fight him closely.

When the brave are gone, there is no fighting spirit left.

After the non-commissioned officers were all killed, several of the infantry platoon were still alive and fled in panic; The instructor of the company who came up to support was also shot and the upper half of the company was destroyed, and the entire company began to collapse.

This formed a chain reaction, the greenskins who charged with the bone force, after paying more than 20 casualties, broke down a company attacking frontally, and then the two companies next to them were caught off guard, facing the fierce greenskins rushing towards them, there were also signs of collapse.

Ryder Mesheko observed this sign.

He would not allow victory in his hands, and he saw signs of losing it. He immediately took the guard company and was about to block the gap, and strictly ordered several surrounding companies to also block it.

In his words, if you take human lives, you can also pile up the remaining fifty green skins to death.

Guli also saw the red hat that kept shouting, and he howled and rushed towards it. The big gun, which had been replaced, fired wildly in the direction of Mesheko.

In a moment, three or four soldiers around Mesheko were blown to death, and the green-skinned leader, who could not be defeated no matter how he could fight, came straight at him.

Mesheko's mood was calm at the moment.

He knew that he had made a mistake, that the morale of the entire regiment had been forcibly boosted by him, and that he had at the moment come too close to the front line for the enemy to rush directly at him. If he dies here, the morale of the whole regiment may collapse.

At that time, it will really become a joke that thousands of people are overwhelmed by dozens of green skins.

But this mistake has to be made. This unit, which had just been reorganized from the adventurers, had not yet had time to carry out its ideological work, and its morale was not high, and if he hadn't done it before, he probably wouldn't have been able to fight to the level he has now.

He knew that there was a lot of bad luck, but he couldn't run away either.

He could only pull out his pistol and stand still, his black coat swinging in the wind.

He held his head high and fired bullets at the greenskins that were coming at him.

Even if it is death, it is necessary to die standing up.

He hoped that his appearance before death could infect the soldiers around him. The enemy is nothing more than the end of the crossbow, and if you hold back one more breath, you can kill them all.

The damage of the pistol ammunition to the green skin was quite limited, and it could only be said that it was symbolically resisting.

But at this moment, a burst of explosive gunfire came from behind him.

Immediately after, heavy footsteps approached, and soon passed past him.

It was a giant in red power armor.

The Emperor's Angel has arrived.

The gunfire in front of you was obviously the sound of a blaster.

The explosive bombs that flew out hit the three green skins behind Guli, and all of them were killed with one shot.

At the level of a Space Marine veteran, at a distance of several tens of meters, there are no bullets. And the power of the blaster gun is not comparable to the small water pipe of the G9 rifle. A shot in Greenskin's body is also fatal.

However, the two explosive bombs that hit the bone force did not kill it. The previous shot was dodged by him when he turned around at the last shot - not that he could really dodge the bullet, but that he saw the Space Marine rushing out from behind the red hat shooting, and thus made a predetermined action.

As for the shot that hit him in the back, it hit him firmly in the right chest, opening a big hole, but the orc leader who fell into a rage only paused, but he didn't see half weakness, and continued to howl and charge.

Gu Li had never seen a shrimp that looked about the same size as himself, not to mention that the guy was still wrapped in red cans. But he already sensed that it was a formidable enemy, and he was thrilled that he could face such a formidable enemy!

Holding his thick-backed machete aloft, he slashed at the red-armored giant.

The undead bird warrior in the charge twisted his waist, dodged the slash, and showed a combat blade and stabbed into the green-skinned waist and abdomen. Following the force of the charge, with another stroke, a large amount of blood mixed with internal organs sprayed out.

But the bone force is not dead yet! There is even room to fight back!

He grabbed the Space Marine's arm with one hand, pulled it suddenly, and then slammed it to the ground.

The bone force turned over and pressed up, smiling fiercely, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his waist and abdomen. With one hand, he pressed the underside of the Space Marine's helmet, and with the other he held his thick-backed machete high, as if he were going to cut off the head of the immortal.

However, this knife could not be cut down.

In this process, the undead bird that fell to the ground and was suppressed had already stabbed several times in the heart and neck with a battle dagger, completely ending its life.

Pushing the corpse away, the red-armored warrior stood up and looked around, the battle was almost over.

(End of chapter)