"what?"
Enduring the severe pain in his hand, Hartman opened his eyes wide, trying to see what those red objects were.
But their speed was too fast, so fast that they were just a blurry afterimage.
It wasn't until one of them stopped and strangled a fallen soldier's neck with a rope that Hartman finally looked at them——
They were greenskins riding motorcycles and howling constantly. Wherever they went, there was only death and fire.
Their movements were incredibly fast, and their attacks had superhuman strength. Within a few minutes, they wiped out all the efforts of the 114th Infantry Regiment. The machine gun on the front of the vehicle roared like thunder, blasting the fragile body in uniform into pieces. Bloody fragments.
Under the impact of these mobile forces, the battlefield was quickly divided into countless pieces.
They especially like to use ropes to drag injured soldiers behind. There are several ropes on the back of each motorcycle, and most of them are tied to the remains that have been worn away until only the upper body skeleton is left.
Such a cruel enemy made Hartman shudder.
"Get in the car quickly!"
Suddenly, a truck drove to the edge of the trench, and the bearded veteran immediately helped Hartman limp onto the back of the truck.
"Sir! Sir! Wait for me!"
The truck started immediately, but Hartman heard a familiar crying voice. He turned around and saw that it was Shechar, trying to fly towards the truck.
Behind him, a roaring green motorcycle was approaching.
"Quick! Shechar! Quick!"
The truck did not stop, but began to accelerate. Hartman immediately climbed on the back of the truck and reached out to the 17-year-old boy.
"Monitor!"
"Quick! Run as hard as you can!"
The boy tried his best to move his legs, and the green motorcycle was getting closer and closer. Hartman could even see the ugly, grinning face.
When Shechar was still an arm's length away from the truck, Hartman managed to stretch out his arm a little more.
"Hold my hand!"
At the last moment, the boy touched Hartman's fingertips, but because they were covered in blood, the two sides still could not hold each other.
"No!!!!!!!!!!!"
Watching the young man fall to the ground, and then being mercilessly run over by the green motorcycle, with a cloud of blood and passion, Hartman finally couldn't help but burst into tears——
At this moment, the position they were originally in was still burning.
Armageddon time, July 14, after a full week of mobilization, the current governor of Armageddon, Hermann von Strab, assembled all the mobile forces on the main continent, about five million troops , from the four hives around the Ash Plains, Halesridge, Inver
Nass, Attalus, and Acheron attacked separately and launched an offensive campaign aimed at wiping out all greenskins at the landing site.
The battle quickly evolved into a disaster from the beginning. Due to the influence of some unknown psychic power, radio communications within the planet Armageddon were almost completely interrupted. At the same time, with the arrival of the Shadow Season, Armageddon The top of the Don continent was completely covered with volcanic ash
coverage, orbital support has been severely curtailed.
Therefore, at the beginning of the battle, there were serious scheduling problems among the four armies that were supposed to attack simultaneously. The Attalus troops were the first to engage the Orcs because they were closest to the landing point.
At first, the Planetary Guard Staff deduced that the number of Greenskins would not exceed one million, but in fact, the forces on Attalus encountered more than 10 million Greenskins as soon as they opened their eyes.
Although there are indeed not many weapons and equipment available to the greenskins, no greenskin has the courage and cunning of the Bonecrusher. It judged the human attack plan very early, so it decided to concentrate its efforts on defeating one of the main human forces first. .
Sure enough, in front of the mighty greenskin army, Attalus's troops only lasted for half a day before completely collapsing. More than 800,000 people were killed. More importantly, a large number of weapons and equipment fell into the hands of the greenskins.
By July 15th, the main legions in the two hive cities concentrated on the front line had not yet learned that a friendly army had been eliminated. They rushed straight to the greenskin landing point according to the planned plan, but they were caught by the enemy's trap to lure the enemy deeper. strategy, and was eventually pinched from three directions by the greenskins with superior strength.
At this time, the somewhat panicked planet governor Hermann von Strab immediately ordered the attack to stop, and all the troops moved closer to each other and defended on the spot.
But it later proved that this was a very fatal decision. If the retreat had been ordered at that time, some of these troops could have withdrawn.
On the night of July 15th, the Bonebreaker seized the opportunity and bit the troops in the Acheron Nest far away from the friendly forces. However, he did not directly destroy this army, but drove this military zone towards the other two groups that had already A united army.
On the morning of July 16th, Acheron's remaining troops finally reunited with friendly forces, but their morale was completely defeated. The greenskins followed them all the way, bleeding them like wolves driving sheep, and they were only eighty kilometers away. The journey was littered with corpses.
By July 17, the Bonecrushers had successfully pinned the enemy to the flat plains of ash, with more than three million human troops surrounded. The Biker Boys and their squadrons surrounded the enemy and cut off supply lines.
Then the greenskins tightened the encirclement. They used captured human artillery to bombard the panicked defenders in the shrinking encirclement, and mercilessly swept away all moving creatures that tried to break through with firepower.
Until this time, the planet's governor Hermann von Strab still had illusions. He asked the troops in the encirclement to continue to hold on, and threatened to dispatch more troops to give the greenskins a center to bloom.
But the facts once again proved that he was lying.
The surrounded human forces relied on fortifications, artillery, and limited orbital bombardment to persist for three days. At dawn on July 21, they launched a breakout operation.
Strangely, the breakout went extremely smoothly, and the greenskins let them go after only a slight resistance.
But just when the human soldiers were ready to run back, an even greater disaster struck.
The greenskins actually used the wreckage of their starships to piece together more than a dozen giant war machines that were comparable to human Titans. The breakout troops were intercepted halfway, and after half a day of fierce fighting, the entire chain of command was completely shattered.
A terrible escape journey begins.
The soldiers began to flee in an unorganized manner, and behind them were the laughing green motorcycles. They were treated as prey and how long they could survive depended entirely on whether the beasts behind them were tired of it.
In the end, by the evening of July 25, only a few thousand men and a small amount of armor from the attacking army were able to escape back to the hive. More than five million Armageddon men left their last curses and last breaths in the blood. On the mottled plains - they are all veteran elites of the local guard, which also includes several Astra Militarum infantry regiments and a Mechanicum skitarii.
As a result of this disastrous battle, all mobile forces on the main continent of Armageddon were wiped out. In addition to the loss of personnel, almost all armored vehicles and heavy weapons were lost, and most of these weapons fell to the Green Army. Leather hands make them more capable of attacking tough situations
Great enhancement.
After learning that the main force had been completely wiped out, the Planet Governor flew to the Tartarus Hive in the subcontinent overnight and ordered all the hives in the main continent to stand firm and clear the fields, waiting for help.
The situation at Armageddon began to deteriorate at an alarming rate——
