When the minefield hindered the greenskin's progress, all the soldiers in the outpost acted quickly, and their goals were extremely simple. They were to pack up their belongings and dismantle the heavy explosive bombs set up.
"Quick, quick, quick! As fast as possible! Don't think about clutter, don't tidy up your clothes, hurry up!" John shouted. They were about to abandon the outpost, but the greenskins couldn't get it.
Failure was doomed. The green-skinned legion's strength had accumulated so quickly that it caught people off guard. Alan Bair could only hope that the things buried underground could give them a little, little imperial surprise.
But even so, there is one thing that cannot be avoided, that is, small detonation equipment cannot be used on this planet.
Someone needs to detonate a bomb in the camp...
There is no shortage of people with a spirit of sacrifice in the Astra Militarum. If it weren't for the fact that one of himself and John would go to see the God-Emperor, the operation would be messed up, then Alan Bair would definitely detonate it.
While the soldiers who had packed their things were shooting at the orcs with their packages on their backs, and were waiting for the order to leave, Alan Bair announced the cruel news to the soldiers, that is, one of the 80 Astra Militarum here must stay.
"Boss, I'll do it..." John walked forward without hesitation, but he was still scared, fearful, and his eyes were wandering.
No mortal is afraid of death, but this is the reality, unless the magnetic field of this damn planet suddenly stabilizes.
"You can't, John, you have to make people follow you."
He just finished speaking.
The brown-haired girl sergeant shouted. "I come!"
shouted Heavy Bolter Kailan. "I come!"
The sound kept coming.
"Boss, I'm coming!" a recruit shouted.
"Sir, I'm coming!" another person added.
Alan Bair looked around at his comrades, who were shooting at the greenskin's war engines, delaying their progress, and insisting on paying for others in the narrow outposts. Even if they had nothing, the Emperor's soldiers were still generous to themselves. The only life.
he shouted! "Some people say we are a new regiment, some people say we are damn hive rats, but we are also useless people who do not need a political commissar to hold our heads to shoot at the enemy."
"The loss of any one of you will be remembered, but I would not wish anyone to leave because of this program."
Everyone looked at Alan Bayer with strange eyes, after all, there was not much time now.
he shouted, frowning. "I want to say, let me do it!"
Others kept trying to stop him, but he was determined.
Although it would affect his actions, he believed that John would successfully lead the team back, and he would be blessed by the God Emperor to survive.
He held the detonation device and generously went to charity.
But after a moment, the Adeptus Mechanicus girl poked her head out from the outpost. "Good morning, flesh and blood, I have placed a two-minute explosion delay signal for your explosion outpost. Now go quickly."
Alan Bayer blushed. "Now, retreat out of the outpost, don't forget your laser gun..."
he muttered. "Technology changes our destiny...next time we should not let the atmosphere get the better of us."
But this farce was not in vain. On the contrary, their stationing behavior caused the greenskins to be shot by beams, which slowed down the final march and allowed the Mechanic-Priest to install the equipment.
When the soldiers left that shelter, there was reluctance in the eyes of the people who left. Although they had nothing, except for sacred weapons and frontline rations, they only had dog tags and death to accompany them.
But the battlefield is not an absolutely ruthless place, but now reason requires them to abandon this loyal house.
In the hall of the sentry tower, the portrait of the God-Emperor was torn away, and the place where soldiers once knelt and worshiped became empty, and the light echoed in the room.
In the room of the sentry tower, small things scattered by the soldiers were randomly placed on the ground. The finished field ration bags were also left behind. Next to the empty bed were images painted by the soldiers when they were bored.
At the top of the sentry tower, the closed Lumen Tower lost its light. Only a ray of light fell from the hole pierced by the signal bomb, shining on the position where Alan Bayer usually guarded. It seemed that there was still someone standing there, watching vigilantly with a telescope.
The roar of the mine field continued, and the powerful explosives scattered but could not kill the green-skinned war engine. When some boys saw Xiami leaving, they happily chased forward, wanting to kill them, but all they brought were explosions and mushrooms. fragments.
Iron Teeth shouted. "Occupy the Xiami sentry tower, and when we get to Xiami's capital, we'll have plenty of stuff to beat us up!"
The disgusting words of the aliens came out of Low Gothic almost in a gurgling voice. They quickly walked into the guard tower and messed around like naughty children.
Alan Bair's plan was very good. They only got an empty outpost consisting only of reinforced concrete and garbage. Although this was still a huge sacrifice, in the face of inevitable failure, the Imperial Guards had already won.
When the soldiers' team sneaked into the forest, the greenskins could no longer find them. Irontooth fiddled with the light bulbs in the outpost, but could not see any useful scraps or weapons...
"Damn Xiami! Damn Xiami!" He smashed his huge pliers against the concrete wall, and the huge force made the solid thing dent, and then cracked open, revealing the pitch-black thing inside the wall.
Iron Teeth quickly realized something was wrong, especially what it said.
"Explosives..." Iron Teeth had just read out, and the explosion time designed by the Mechanic Priest had come. There was a vibration like an earthquake. Before the greenskins' brains could react, violent energy exploded under their feet.
The Killing Can parked next to the outpost was using his robotic arm to pick his nose. Although he had no nose or fingers, the driver must have had an itchy nose.
And he suddenly noticed that his "arm" suddenly trembled, and shouted to the technical master next to him who was protecting him. "My hands are not very good."
The robot scolded back. "Not good? I just adjusted it!"
But after a while, the vibrations became louder and louder, and the machine master shouted. "What are you doing? Don't move!"
shouted the orc piloting the can. "Not me!"
Violent light shines, bursts out, and shines in the dark forest. The leaves of the ferns sway like a storm, and the explosion soaring into the sky can be seen clearly even from the upper floors of Karu City.
The female political commissar was stopped by Major General Nico Nirom in the upper church.
"Where is that location?"
The female political commissar replied. "It's Outpost No. 3, sir..."
The major general thought for a moment. "This is where Lieutenant Colonel Catachan 72 Avatar and Second Lieutenant Alan Bair of the 3rd Skadi Infantry Regiment are, right?"
The political commissar answered. "Yes!"
The major general's fat body made an eagle salute in that direction. "For the Emperor..."
But soon, about two hours after they paid their respects, the herald said from the side. "Sir, Second Lieutenant Alan Beyer and Corporal John Dehn from the 4th Platoon, 2nd Company, 3rd Infantry Regiment, request to see you!"
