Despite being at an extremely disadvantageous situation, the greenskins tried to fight back, but their retaliation was sporadic at best.
Some Space Marines didn't even bother to duck and just kept shooting at their targets.
It took Soshyan a moment to understand why the greenskins' counterattack was so weak.
After a while, Thor came to the same conclusion.
"They don't have enough ammunition."
The soldiers also gradually realized this.
Soshyan felt their desire to rush over and kill the aliens - they wanted to look into the enemy's horrified eyes while killing them, and they wanted to use their own hands to splash the enemy's blood.
Like them, Soshyan wanted to lock up his bolter, charge with sword drawn, and teach the aliens the consequences of offending humans—
The theory may be wonderful, but in practice, emotions may not be allowed to interfere.
"Stay where you are."
He said on the public channel:
"Keep the fire going."
Soshyan's voice was unambiguous, freezing all the soldiers in place.
After continuing to eat bullets for a while, the greenskins did not fight back.
Instead, they began to rush towards the target point, braving the relentless firepower of the Astral Knights, and at the same time abandoning the field cannons - they all knew that those things were useless against the warriors wrapped in power armor.
Hundreds of greenskins were shot down as they crossed the open field, but a significant number survived.
They reached the smoky bunker, the smoke so thick that even Soshyan's automatic senses could not penetrate the chemical-laden darkness.
Thor looked at him, waiting for his order.
The bodies of the aliens are scattered on the ground, some may still be alive, but they will know what comes next.
But Soshyan didn't have time to deal with them for the time being. Instead, he opened a communication link and connected to a frequency that had been prepared.
"Rogris, this is Soshyan, the enemy is getting into the noose."
He said almost with a smile:
"Do you have any good solutions?"
"Of course, Chapter Master."
Then, the technical sergeant's voice, distorted by the communicator, reached his ears.
"It's being implemented."
His voice was emotionless and obviously emotionless - but Soshyan knew the other person well enough to know that he was not truly emotionless.
Thor heard the conversation and turned to stare at the darkness within the smoke, where there was supposed to be a bunker.
A "safe" bunker.
At this time, a beam of light connected the sky and the surface.
Although separated by impenetrable darkness, Soshyan could feel that the bunker was lifted off in a burst of explosive kinetic energy, and then disappeared in a cloud of fire.
Swarms of castle-class battle droids surrounded the lucky greenskins, carrying out the slaughter with ruthless efficiency.
They died like livestock.
When the strong electromagnetic pulse and abnormal overpressure finally blew away the billowing smoke, there was nothing left there, only a towering forest of steel.
Looking at the almost glassed ground and the big black cap that was only half burned on the ground, Soshyan nodded with satisfaction, and then motioned to Ustad to pull up the flag.
"Now it's time for them to finish this."
boom----!
As the 4337th Infantry Regiment and the Super Heavy Tank Assault Battalion advanced, the artillery kept firing at the enemy, trying hard to suppress the enemy for longer.
The ground shook with the advance of the tanks and the bombardment.
The speed of the Makado heavy tank is not slow, but it is not walking very fast now, probably only a little faster than the average person walking.
The men of the 4337th followed the tanks and tried to use the tanks as cover.
The armored assault battalion of the Astral Knights did not receive much firepower at first, until they climbed over a small slope.
Enemy firepower suddenly appeared. The air was filled with flying laser beams and metal fragments. Dry soil blocks were hit from the ground into the air by the incoming firepower. Shrapnel bounced off the armor of the tank. Scattered fragments looked like the following Rain fell on the soldiers.
Standing aboard the Immortal Vermin, Lucian fired a burst of fire from his handy compound bolter, not stopping until he realized the enemy was beyond the range of his weapon.
Then suddenly there was a beam of hot air added to the distance, and then the shining red beam melted a piece of metal on the track skirt on the left side of the Undead Pest and knocked it away.
“Ahhh————!”
One soldier shivered and screamed, putting his hands over his face as a shard of molten metal struck him in the cheek.
But no one can save him at this time.
"Kill that heavy weapons team for me, prepare your secondary weapons, follow my orders, three, two..."
The tank shuddered as it turned ten degrees to the right, and then Lucian on top clung to the side armrests.
Then, a deep roar joined the roar of the engine, suddenly shaking the combat platform.
The heavy bolt cannon at the front of the vehicle started, and the twin five-barreled autocannon also began to rotate. Then the rumble of the hydraulic engine turned into a sharp whistle as the barrels accelerated to the firing speed.
"One...fire!"
The sound of heavy bolters firing was like thunder, creating a trembling wall of sound.
The sound was so loud that even the prepared Lucian's ears began to ring in pain.
The next second, a fist-sized explosive bomb flew out of the barrel, and then, under the action of its own propellant, created an effect like a fireworks show in front of the battle line.
At the same time, artillery shells as dense as hailstones screamed and flew towards the enemy. Lucian risked being shot in the head to take a look at what was going on——
Then he saw that the enemy's defense line was reduced to a pile of debris by the hail-like barrage, and everything, including the damn aliens, was blown to pieces by the explosions that penetrated the defense line.
Although I don’t know the fate of those artillery crews who hid behind the defense line and fired at the Undead Vermin, but how can I put it, there should no longer be any annoying heavy weapons in that place to annoy a Malcador heavy tank.
Then the armor picked up speed, and they drove down a small slope in front of the firing line without any intention of slowing down.
They then approached the shelling area.
Then, there was the roar of the super-heavy bolt cannon again.
Enemy fire weakened at first, then increased.
The warhead clanged against the front armor of the Makado tank, and some debris flew into the open hatch due to the explosion of the shell, bringing a burst of complaints and dissatisfaction.
"Artillery, we are here, stop shooting, stop shooting!"
Then the explosions of shells became fewer but closer - from enemy fire.
Eventually they reached the outer edge of the enemy's defenses, the source of the crossfire - a large group of pillboxes.
It's hard to imagine that this is a fortification designed by the greenskins.
Firepower hit both sides of the undead vermin, while the automatic cannons on both sides of the Malcador heavy tank pointed their barrels outward and fired back with equally fierce fire.
The battlefield was very chaotic, and Lucian's eyes were a little dazzled by the flying laser beams. He could only blink hard to remove the impact of the laser firing on him.
"Third Platoon, fire back."
After arriving at the front, the infantry finally came into use.
Yarek began to roar at the soldiers hiding behind the tank. Everyone could only leave the relatively safe area and deploy a shooting formation amidst the hail of bullets.
Compared to the powerful firepower of the heavy armor, the laser rifles they held were nothing more than children's toys.
But even so, those were enough to overwhelm the enemy, keeping their heads down behind the trenches, while the side-deployed musket guns also did the trick.
Yarrick took out his pistol and looked back.
The first wave of assaulting Chimera personnel carriers had already entered the front line, but one Chimera tank was directly hit by fire and exploded. Its metal shell could not withstand the internal explosion. The turret flew into the sky, and the burning The car body forms an inaccessible restricted area from which no one can escape.
Yarrick offered a brief condolence to those who died, but did not consider whether the shadow of death could hang over his head so easily.
"Enemy attack! Prepare to counterattack!!"
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