Private of the 3rd Infantry Regiment, Aearo Lacroxia, in his life, even counting the time he dreamed, never imagined that such a terrifying scene would appear in front of him.

It's devastating!

He didn't know what the orbital strike plan was up there, he only knew that a meteor shower swept through the sky and smashed into the core area of the ruins of the tower in the distance. Immediately after that, there is a landslide and a crack!

Not to mention the blazing wind, the shock wave, the loud noise...... At the very least, what he saw in front of him was enough to surprise him.

It was as if two large and many small suns were rising deep in the ruins of the tower. Then, the ruins of the tower, which he had been familiar with for the past few years, changed.

Despite the ruins, there are 'landmarks' here. Many of the city's high-rise buildings collapsed, but a considerable number remained in place. It makes sense that the Takamatsu building, which was built by science and technology in the pre-war era, has stood for a hundred years. No matter how broken it looks from the outside, it just can't be poured. There were many battles around these tall buildings of the pre-war era, and the bullets and artillery fire didn't make these buildings any good.

Even if the 155 howitzer smashed on those buildings that did not fall, it would rub some skin down, or mess up the already messy structure inside, and completely blow up the building, but it never happened.

But this huge bombardment from the sky has not only been done, but it has been 'overdone'.

Not only have the ruins of pre-war high-rise buildings collapsed, but there is no even a jungle of high-rise buildings in the center anymore. Looking into the depths of the ruins from Lacroxia's vantage point, it was as if some monster had been gnawed by something in the steel jungle, and a large piece was missing.

Before he could recover from the shock, a series of whistling sounds came from overhead.

It was a familiar voice to him, and he had been hearing it for the past month.

But I've never heard it so densely.

Before he could think about anything more, the company commander's orders were conveyed layer by layer, and the squad leader gave the order to set off, and he quickly put away his thoughts and followed the team closely.

In the process of advancing to the front, he felt that he was feverish. He couldn't tell if it was due to the rapid march or the excitement that came out of his heart.

A series of rumbling explosions came from the direction he was going. It was the sound of artillery smashing against the greenskinned orc positions.

In the process of advancing, he was still nervous, for fear that a shell from a tin bucket cannon would come from front of him, or a green-skinned armed pickup would appear. These things, for some time in the past, were their nightmares.

But none of that came up.

When he followed his comrades and came to a place only one or two hundred meters away from the green-skinned orc's position, he clearly knew why the road ahead did not encounter any obstacles:

The greenskins have been blown up, where is there any power to stop them? Those iron bucket artillery and those armed pickup trucks have probably been blown up long ago.

He had only waited here for five or six minutes, but he had already seen hundreds of shells smashing on the positions in front of them.

The bombardment was so dense that his head was numb.

To be honest, staying in this position, Lacroxia was still very scared.

The shell was a little crooked, and it was going to hit his head; Even if it didn't hit it, only one or two hundred meters away, he could still clearly feel the power of the cannonball.

Even the officers took the trouble to warn the soldiers below that they were not allowed to put their chests and abdomen on the ground when they were lying down and on standby, even if they were uncomfortable, they had to support their bodies, that is, to avoid shock waves from the ground and injuring the soldiers' internal organs.

I waited for seven minutes. According to the squad leader, they arrived a little earlier than scheduled. Lacroxia didn't understand any of this, he didn't even have a clock.

All he knew was that now the time had come and it was time to charge.

Actually, I'm still a little scared.

It's not that I'm afraid of the green skin, how many can I live if the green skin is blown up like this? Even if there is a lot of life, it is nothing more than doing it, you have a gun in your hand, and if you get too close, you will get on the bayonet, and you will be done.

What he was afraid of was that if the artillery brothers in the back shook their hands, it would be over.

But he rushed anyway. At a distance of two hundred meters, they fought their way into the Greenskins' positions and quickly searched for any possible Greenskins to defend them.

Sporadicly, there was resistance fire.

Obviously, the greenskins weren't really all dead.

In the collapsed houses, in the narrow holes created by the collapse of multi-storey reinforced concrete, there are still some green-skinned orcs who have survived the shelling.

As soon as the human soldiers attacked, they emerged from all over the place, howling and counter-charging.

But there are too few of them.

In front of Lacroxia, three appeared. He, along with his comrades, immediately began to shoot. Their platoon, the three squads were not far from each other, and more than 30 guns were aimed at the three greenskins, and the dense firepower hit them.

Greenskins also fought back with guns, but each of them only had time to fire two shots before they were killed by nearly a hundred bullets. And the result of their death was nothing more than breaking a soldier's leg.

A soldier with a broken leg will be dragged back by his comrades, and the follow-up logistics support company will take over and be relayed back to the field hospital in the rear.

The rest of the people continue to advance.

The artillery coming from the rear continued, and the firepower was somewhat attenuated compared to before, but the bombardment area also changed from the original full coverage of the greenskin position to a smaller area, covering only about 200 meters in front of the infantry.

After they have completed the clearance of the current area, the artillery will continue to push forward by two hundred meters, and the vacated area, they will continue to probe forward.

This process will be repeated four times until it pierces a position about eight white meters wide.

To be honest, the only thing Lacroxia was afraid of during the whole process was the shaking of his artillery hands. The heavy artillery was always blowing up and down about two hundred meters in front of me, and I was really scared.

As for the greenskins?

He saw green-skinned corpses all over the ground, and they were so rotten that it was difficult to find all of them. Occasionally, a few people came out alive, and they were beaten by dozens of guns at the same time, which was not a threat at all.

To be honest, apart from the fear brought by his own artillery, Lacroxia's biggest feeling turned out to be...... A bit boring?

Of course, he knew that this feeling was slightly ridiculous.

A little further on, he and his comrades entered a ruin with four walls. The roof of the house was covered by resting concrete slabs, which must have been hit by a cannonball, and green smoke was still billowing out.

Half the probability, it's empty; The other half of the probability is that there are green skins that are not dead in human form, or green skins that are still alive in human form. If you run into the latter, you can give them a few shots and end their lives.

But despite this, according to tactical ethics, they still have to go in and make sure it's empty.

This time, they ran into a small probability event.

With a bang, half of the face of the first brother to enter exploded, and his helmet was blown up by the large-caliber green-skinned firearm, and his whole body fell backwards suddenly.

Lacroxia is in second place.

He subconsciously took a step back and pulled out of position so that he could lift the gun. The G9A assault rifle began to sweep into the dark space.

He couldn't see the target, so he could only fight like this.

The brothers from the same team also rushed over and poured bullets into it like him.

Lacroxia was the first to empty the magazine, expertly straightened the bayonet, and was the first to rush in when the other brothers had ceased fire.

In the darkness, he faintly saw a humanoid monster much taller than him, coming towards him, and it still had a strong stench.

His head was blank, but he stabbed the bayonet forward in the most standard posture in his hand.

Immediately afterward, a great resistance came, and he stabbed something.

With desperate force, he pushed the bayonet forward and turned the handle of the gun. The resistance took him a few steps back, but he soon lost his strength and was violently pushed down.

Lacroxia himself fell.

He felt his clothes wet, stained with the stinking blood.

Immediately, several comrades-in-arms from the same class also rushed in. Someone reached out and pulled him up, someone stabbed him with a bayonet at the corpse beneath him.

The greenskin was indeed dead.

After leaving the narrow barrage of ruins, by the light, Lacroxia saw that he was indeed embarrassed now, covered in blood.

But it should be all green-skinned, he didn't feel hurt, but his arm was too strong, and he was a little weak at this time.

Gradually, he came back to his senses, and he was pleasantly surprised that he had killed a green-skinned man with a bayonet!

Although that guy may have eaten a lot of guns in the previous strafing and was seriously injured, he was the one who stabbed him to death after all.

looked left and right, but found that there were only six people left with him.

The one who had just gone in before him and was shot in the head was the fourth man in their squad to die.

Only two died today, and two others died in the past half a month, and their squad has not been replenished with new soldiers.

He had become a little more sober, and the thought of 'boredom' had already flown out.

The squad leader came up, patted him on the shoulder, and shouted in his ear: "Well done! But privates! We don't have time to rest right now! Keep going! ”

War is still brutal.

……

Li Koxi also felt that the war was cruel.

The heavy artillery had already cleared them of a wave of enemies, especially with such a dense artillery fire. The number of remaining enemies is not much, but in the close-range clearance, his soldiers still paid a lot of price.

Of course, there was no such exaggerated ratio as Lacroxia's infantry squad of six to two. Lacroxia's class was mainly a little worse when it was the vanguard front.

The overall casualty ratio of the regiment was around 2%. They sacrificed about a hundred warriors and cleared more than two hundred sporadic greenskins.

As for the overall number of deaths of the greenskins on this position, it is difficult to calculate. The heavy artillery in front of it had been firing for more than an hour, and the shells that fell here had to be 5,000 rounds, at least 500 rounds on the dead green skin.

Of course, this is an estimate, many corpses are rotten like that, or buried under the rubble, I can't tell, I can only say that there are no more than five hundred.

The shelling has basically stopped now, and it is estimated that the artillerymen's shells are almost finished.

However, the target area that their 3rd Infantry Regiment needed to conquer had also been cleared by them.

The two synthetic battalions of the 1st Wind Extinguishing Brigade quickly interspersed through the gap they had opened, and then they went south and north respectively, and began to outflank the greenskins.

Friendly forces in other directions have also begun to attack on all fronts.

Two battalions were left to hold the position, cutting off the green skins between the north and south ends of the front, while the rest of the bulk followed the commander of the 1st Brigade and 1st Battalion, Major Perbov, to the north.

However, it was the southern part of the Greenskin Position, where the Green Skins were divided, that ended the battle first. There are not many surviving greenskins there, especially the southernmost point, which was captured once by the 4th Regiment of the 7th Garrison Division before, and the positions and fortifications were all destroyed, and then they retreated and the greenskins reoccupied it, but the rebuilt fortifications were obviously still rubbish, and the shelling killed almost all the greenskins there.

The north was theoretically more troops than the southern position, and the 3rd Independent Regiment joined the siege of the enemy in the north.

But there are a lot of green skins alive there, and more importantly, there is a green skin boss.

……

Whether or not there is a powerful leader in such a thing as a green-skinned orc, its performance is very different.

When there is no boss, they will fight among themselves, get together, and be reckless; When there is a boss, although most of the time he is still reckless and brainless, at least he can act in unison.

And the roast axe is such an orc boss with appeal. He is the second-in-command character in the clan after the Meat Ripping Boss, and there are many boys who obey him, and he is also very strong.

He knew that according to the elders, according to the plan of the Meat Tearing Boss, they were about to launch a full-scale attack on those shrimps. A lot of big bangs, a lot of big carts, and big cans have been prepared, and the boss of the meat tearing has sent the second largest one to the front line in advance to calm his mind.

It was a bigger thing than a killing canister, and the elders called it the Great Tin Can.

Even if you want to drive this thing, you have to saw off your legs and feet, put them into the machine, and insert a lot of tubes into your head and into your spinal cord, you can't leave it for the rest of your life.

But...... So what?

With such a powerful thing, you can slash and slash more refreshingly, shoot more refreshingly, and have a multi-barrel boom...... There's no greenskin going to want to come out of something like this, right?

After getting into this big iron can, the baking axe endured pain and torture every moment, which could only be alleviated by killing. He couldn't wait to lead his boys to slaughter all those shrimps.

But the meat-ripping boss has always told him to endure, endure, endure.

Patience and patience, I endured the bombardment of the collapse of the sky and the earth.

What about more support from big machines?

It's all gone!

What now? So far, there are shrimp in all directions, and if this continues, no matter how good he is and how brave his boys are, they will be finished.

At his call, at least more than 400 green-skinned orcs gathered around him.

He took the green skins with him and began to break through to the east.

Along the way, there are quite some gods blocking and killing gods and Buddhas, and blocking and killing Buddhas.

The baking axe, which stuffed itself into the big tin of fear, has a height of four meters, much taller and stronger than ordinary killing cans, and the strength of this set of armor has even surpassed the power armor of the space marines.

When the bullet hits, the effect is very poor and poor, and it can't break the defense at all; The battalion commander organized more than a dozen bazookas, fired intensively in one breath, and killed several greenskins, but the baked axe, which was regarded as the main target, ate these bombardments head-on, but the damage suffered was not serious at all.

The guy even set his sights on the battalion commander and charged over, and the soldiers who blocked along the way were chopped melons and vegetables by him, multi-barreled machine gun strafing, wheeled sawtooth sweeping, and dozens of infantry along the way were slaughtered.

The battalion commander saw that the situation was not good and wanted to retreat, but he did not retreat, the instructor was killed by a machine gun, and the battalion commander was cut in half.

The entire battalion was destroyed, and even this gap was difficult for other troops to fill for a while.

Fortunately, Perbov's battalion was interspersed with places. But even so, the interception process was extremely painstaking.

Whether it's the Edifier V or the home-grown 'Challenger' tank, there is a danger of being dismantled in front of the big tin can!

The machine guns on the armored vehicles did not hit the big iron cans well. Despite its wild shape and huge size, it is actually not weakly flexible, and the hit rate of the turret is not so perfect. Even if a considerable number of machine gun bullets were hit, they would only make small dimples in their metal armor plates, and they could not break the defense.

To put it bluntly, the caliber is still not enough.

Even the 76mm tank gun of the 'Challenger' tank is a bit inadequate. It is mainly local artillery technology, and the muzzle velocity of the shell is not very good, and it is difficult to break through the armor with only a caliber.

Of course, in general, the effect is still a little better than that of machine guns.

Unless there are really hundreds of rounds of machine guns, extremely dense bombardment, or dozens of 76mm tank guns successfully hit, then under the effect of metal fatigue, the armor of this big iron can will be broken, otherwise there is still no way to bake the axe.

On the contrary, he was able to get close to the armored car, and the huge iron pincers could even clamp the nose of the armored car and even deform it; A multi-barreled cannon can break through the defense and kill the driver inside by firing it in a few seconds; Wheeled serrations cause sparks to spark when they cut through armor plates......

In this way, using various methods, he destroyed two armored vehicles and two tanks.

There were infantry who came up and tried to attack again with bazookas, but again, they could only achieve relatively weak results, and they could not be conclusive.

If you want to destroy this tin can, you have to use enough firepower to blow it up after paying enough sacrifices. A drop of water can still penetrate a stone, let alone thousands of bullets and artillery fire of all kinds falling on it.

But the sacrifice was too heavy, and before the axe was blown to death, we didn't know how many people would die and how many chariots would be destroyed.

And the other plan is to blow up the 155 howitzer.

This is reliable enough, two or three shots, or even as long as one shot hits, you can directly complete the destruction task.

However, this scenario will also come with huge casualties – mainly from accidental injuries.

But it can't be helped.

If you don't think about it, the forces on the human side won't be able to destroy this steel giant beast at all, and they will be chiseled through and let these orcs break out.

Gritting his teeth, Perbov ordered part of the troops to surround it, and at the same time called for an artillery strike to the rear.

Within the scope of the cage, there were many soldiers of the first battalion of his Wind Extinguishing Brigade.

When the fire fell, many of his brothers would be killed in it.

His heart was bleeding, but instead of allowing his warriors to retreat, he had to strictly order them not to retreat.

This is to exchange the lives of the soldiers for the results of the war.

"Let's get our soldiers down."

At this moment, such a sentence appeared in Perbof's mind.

This is the voice of the Governor.

Perbov was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and changed the order to let the soldiers retreat.

As the armored vehicles and infantry began to retreat, hiding in bunkers, the tin can of fear was immediately in pursuit.

However, suddenly, a wonderful force froze it in place.

Not completely still, but as if it had lost its control, its body froze.

This is Gu Hang's shot!

The Governor himself followed the attacking troops to the battlefield.

It's not that I'm not worried about my safety, it's a battle to win, and as a psyker, he's not without the ability to protect himself. In this battle, as long as he doesn't want to die, he shouldn't be able to die.

At the same time, his arrival will not only boost the morale of the troops, but also solve some special problems.

Like this green-skinned leader you are running into now.

His psionic ability has played an important role!

Dealing with this big iron can, Gu Hang was of course not interested in simply wrestling with the other party, it was a very stupid behavior. Although his psionic strength is not low, it is also very unwise to fight against such a mechanical monster with a body of steel.

What he controls is the greenskin leader himself inside the tin can.

Obviously, the green-skinned tin can is powerful, but it does not have the certain level of psionic resistance that the Space Marine Power Armor has. This big thing has no protective effect in the face of psionic energy.

However, this green-skinned leader's 'waaagh' force field is quite tough. Gu Hang was almost with all his strength to be able to attack the part of his soul that represented the central nervous system through his soul cutting ability.

This is very difficult, it is a little easier than killing this soul, Gu Hang can only temporarily incapacitate him this time, and after about a minute or two, he will return to normal.

But, for this time, it was enough to fly 155 howitzers from the shelling positions in the rear.

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6k！ There are still 1.9W words left in the remaining three days.

It's a bit of a challenge.

(End of chapter)