Chapter 458: The Storm
That night, a storm of thunder, lightning and fire swept around the canyon.
It's like a giant sandstorm blowing up from the harsh wasteland of the Hive, only it's not made of sand and wind, but of lightning and fire.
The flames, which had the character of a gale, whistled and blew lightning, marched in an unnatural course with overwhelming momentum, rolling past every artillery position that the attackers had placed around the gorge.
Space marines in terracotta armor and mortal soldiers in armor will be buried in eerie storms, including those hidden in the deepest parts of the fortifications.
For when the storm swept through the entire position, those who thought they were safe in the underground fortresses would see lightning and flames penetrate the walls and the ground overhead, pouring into the fortifications like a flood.
Avoiding people in small fortifications will die faster than people on the ground trying to avoid the storm.
Tyrone and the Cadians, who stood from their positions and watched the storm, realized who drove the storm.
This godly power could only belong to a man they remembered.
The Red Pirate Space Marines and the mortal armies didn't realize who the storm was coming from, they only thought that it might be some of the Whisperers' sorcery retards who summoned the storm to kill their own people, or sacrificed their own people.
Huron paid special attention to Qin Mo's traces, and he had promised his subordinates that if his gem eyes saw that guy appear, he would definitely inform them.
However, due to some special reasons, Huron failed to accurately predict Qin Mo's return, and those who believed in him immensely were not warned.
The storm raged all night, and it wasn't until the next morning that the attackers' nightmare really began.
In less than three minutes, the commander of the attacking forces stationed outside the artillery position received a report of sightings of the 87th Panzer Regiment of Tyrone from two units, and at first he thought that those people were tossed crazy by the storm, but when he thought about the superiority of Tyrone's army, he realized that it was not a blind report, but that two units had really been routed by the armored regiment that had been teleported to them in three minutes.
At first, the commander could try to make arrangements, such as sending reinforcements, asking his troops to gather all together, etc., but these measures were to no avail.
Reports from all of the defeated units say that a man of great force is leading an assault on armored regiments and civilians.
They can teleport directly behind the line in an instant.
Able to get out of the cliffs.
It can fall from the sky.
These strange phenomena, along with the previous storm, led the Commander to speculate that two powerful creatures from the Tyrone Sector were engaged in the war.
Like the guy who was on fire.
It's a weird thing that can turn into a war machine.
But if you think about it, how could these two powerful creatures run out to relieve a besieged army instead of fighting in the Northern Continent, where the war intensity is the highest?
The confusion continued until ten minutes later, when the commander's headquarters was under attack.
After everyone had set up positions in all directions around the entire command headquarters, an armored regiment drilled straight out of the center of the defensive position, disintegrating the defense almost instantly.
While the armored vehicles were slaughtering everywhere, the Chaodu militia stormed the headquarters building, smashed the Void Shield, slaughtered the command staff, and collected documents.
The command quickly collapsed, like the army that had been attacked before.
Under the teleportation assault of an armored unit led by a powerful individual, the enemy is often defeated without even knowing what is happening.
……
The 44 Infantry Regiment is here.
Grote didn't know what had happened after the storm had raged, he had just received a message that the enemy forces besieging them had been completely routed.
Less than ten seconds had passed since the first cannon shot from the enemy's side, and the friendly forces that had come to support could only be described in two words - powerful and efficient.
And this strength and efficiency also made Grote even more confident that he had the support of the Lord of Tyrone himself.
The order received yesterday afternoon seemed very stupid and very difficult at the time, but now it seems very sensible.
If an armored regiment, an infantry regiment, and more soldiers had fought with the Lord of Tyrone and could not even break up the enemy's front several times their size, then the Tyrone Star Sector would have been taken by the enemy long ago.
Sixty seconds after receiving the message, the Panzer Regiment and the Commoners of Hive and the Lord of Tyrone teleported to the position.
Qin Mo is, classic, dressed like a statue in the Star Sector.
Power Armor, Scepter, Chainsaw Sword.
When they saw the glittering golden scepter and chainsaw sword, all the soldiers in the trenches, whether they were Cadians or Tyrones, felt that the fatigue caused by the sleepless battle was swept away, and the heavy fighting spirit filled their chests, and everyone wondered why they suddenly had a sense of mission that they had to fight and fight at all costs.
It's not just them, it's the men and women who have improvised their nests.
Obscured by the overwhelming artillery fire, the footprints of the Lord of Tyrone, along with the scepter and chainsaw sword in his hand, were clearly visible to the senses.
Qin Mo was not wearing a helmet at this time, he walked on the battlefield with a smile on his face.
The soldiers in each trench walked out of the trench together, gathered behind Qin Mo, and came to the command group with him.
Grote and the others bowed.
"There's no time for complicated etiquette." Qin Mo motioned for everyone to stand up straight, "Get ready, continue to fight with me." ”
The regimental commanders of Grote and Cadia immediately mobilized their soldiers and prepared to leave their positions.
A Tyrone Navy warship that came into orbit teleported a teleportation protection device to the position, as well as a new standard rifle produced.
It always takes time to mobilize large armies, and the Tyrone Army, which specializes in gathering speed rather than queues, also takes a little time to build, and the Cadias assemble quickly because of the compulsory military training they have received since birth.
Taking advantage of this gap, Qin Mo was able to say a few words to Klein and Grote.
Grote hesitated, he wanted to tell Qin Mo that he might not be suitable to be a regiment commander and general, because he was indeed easy to get up to in battle, but he didn't know what to say.
"Your problem is no longer a problem." Qin Mo knew what Grote wanted to say, and took the initiative to speak, "Subspace...... We are no longer reactive to the negative effects it brings. ”
Hearing this, Grote let out a long sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that the stone that had been pressing on him for more than ten years had fallen.
Qin Mo looked at Klein again.
This handsome blonde guy with a personable personality in his impression has changed a lot, his hair and beard are gray, he is on crutches, and his face has wrinkles.
Klein ...... How do you ......"
"It's a long story." Klein shook his head with a wry smile, "Two years ago, I was brought on his ship by a competitor's design, and the ship was caught in a storm in subspace...... My daughter and wife told me I was only missing for three days, but I felt like I had spent twenty years. ”
Qin Mo's face showed a fierce expression: "Who designed you?" ”
"That despicable creature doesn't qualify for you to know his name." Crane shook his head, "Anyway, I killed his whole family after I came out of the subspace. ”
Qin Mo nodded helplessly, took a deep breath, and focused on the current war.
I didn't know why I started to have a headache after eating when I came back from the clinic last night, I didn't sleep all night, I saved a chapter last night, and I wrote a chapter in the morning
(End of chapter)