"Three, two, one...detonate!"
boom--!
As early as when the blasters installed the explosives, the soldiers had already found bunkers and covered the evil fall. The violent shock wave caused by the explosion then flew stone fragments, broken metal and other rubble more than fifty meters away.
The explosive melted the stone wall, sending granite fragments flying down like a landslide.
This fierce heat wave did not dissipate for a while, leaving Stryker's night vision device with only amber images.
After the heat wave dissipated, the imaging in the instrument allowed Captain Catachan to see that the former water gate had been blown open, turning into a burning wound and a broken ruin.
Suddenly, he heard an angry scream coming from the steep slope.
Then sirens sounded.
There was no doubt that there was not a complete lack of defenders here as he thought, or that there was a traitor in the Voss camp who revealed the location of this ancient river.
Although the enemy was on guard, Stryker had no intention of stopping.
"Come on! Charge forward!"
At his roar, the Catachans began to storm the Minato.
The incineration team rushed along the slope and rushed into the shattered door. The three of them carried flamethrowers and fired at the front, burning everything in front.
Behind them, Stryker commanded commandos armed with heavy logging guns and fired at the pedestrian walkway on the Watergate side, killing many of the cultists who tried to retreat to their bunkers at the start of the attack.
The third wave of offensive is the heavy weapons team. Their main weapon is a heavy bolter. If it is a normal person, it will definitely need to be set up immediately, but these strong men are like a small man dragging a heavy rifle. Fire.
Stryker, holding a bolt pistol in one hand and a Catachan scimitar in the other, also rushed forward.
He yelled at his enemies, whose shadows were reflected in the shallow water by the firelight.
The hedgehog also jumped up and fumbled for the horn on his waist.
"Blow the horn, hedgehog."
The hedgehog found the battle horn and blew into it hard.
Toot toot————
All of the Catachan team heard the sound of metal horns at the same time. Although there was damp darkness in front of them, they still began to sprint with great strides.
"Come on!! Kill all the heretics!"
"Watch left!"
The hedgehog suddenly shouted,
In the darkness, an automatic cannon suddenly opened fire, and the two Catachan warriors fought together into a bloody mist.
Feeling the shells flying past his head, Stryker hurriedly hid in a bunker.
"Enemy fire detected!"
Katachan shouted towards the communication bead.
"Their firepower covers the entire river, get down quickly!"
Catachan soldiers scrambled for cover, icy water flowing around their knees.
"This is truly a massacre with heavy firepower. The God of Death will probably be satisfied."
Crazy Carcillo whispered as he raised his laser sniper rifle and fired.
"Stop reciting poetry and deal with him quickly, Casillo."
Stryker roared as the fierce sound of automatic cannons continued to be heard in front of them, as well as the rhythmic drumming and chanting.
A narrow, easy-to-defend stone tunnel like this is very suitable for placing heavy firepower points, thus forming a two-way slaughterhouse for both the enemy and ourselves.
"They also want to scare us away."
Although the drumming and chanting gradually increased, the automatic cannon suddenly stopped firing.
"It misfired."
Stryker looked into Carcillo's eyes burning with madness.
"What do you think? Is this a way for the enemy to lure us out?"
The sniper sniffed the air carefully and shook his head.
"Probably not. Do you smell the burnt smell? It's the smell of burning ceramics. I can guarantee that these offal have definitely overheated the barrel and the thugs cannot use the ordnance correctly."
Stryker didn't answer, but turned around, raised his knife, and rushed out of the bunker with a roar louder than the chants of the cultists.
"People of Catachan! Follow me! Everyone follow me!"
Many strong men also joined the charge inspired by this shout.
Cassillo and Hedgehog also joined the charging team.
The strong men bent over and held knives, flew across the bunker and rushed directly into the tunnel.
Stryker crossed a sandbag bunker built in a ditch, his bayonet was red, and he directly opened the bellies of two cultists who were about to fire the jammed automatic cannon again.
Carcillo crouched in the water, eyes fixed on the scope of the laser sniper rifle. He carefully selected targets and shot four cultists.
Laser gun and bolter fire also poured into the Catachans, killing several warriors. However, the charging Catachan was unstoppable and collided head-on with the cultists. Only a few people could be accommodated in the narrow space. Fight in side-by-side slope tunnels.
It wasn't until this moment that those people realized why Catachan had become the empire's ace force.
They are without a doubt the deadliest form of Astra Militarum in close combat.
The Katachan scimitar roared across the darkness, countless people were chopped into pieces at close range, bayonets and sharp blades collided in sparks, and there was a flash of swords and swords in the blood mist.
Stryker was now in the middle of a fierce hand-to-hand battle. He hacked the enemies to death for at least twenty seconds and smashed five to death with his fists.
All around him, the frenzied fighting between soldiers resembled rush-hour traffic, and the water level in the ditch continued to rise as bodies piled up.
He shot a cultist in the head who was about to charge with a pistol, then quickly swung his machete and slit the throat of another enemy.
"For the Emperor! For revenge!"
he shouted,
After walking another fifty steps into the tunnel, I looked down and found that the water in the ancient river channel was dyed red.
After walking ten meters forward, he saw a young man who originally belonged to the empire but eventually betrayed the God-Emperor. He had an eight-pointed star carved on his forehead and his legs were cut off. He was now dragging his body with difficulty and trying to climb up. riverside.
"traitor!"
Stryker stepped forward and stepped on the opponent's back.
The young man vomited another mouthful of blood.
"I....."
He turned his head and looked at the condescending Stryker desperately.
"...just trying to survive."
He vomited another mouthful of blood and died.
Stryker spat at the other party and turned to shout at the soldiers.
"Crush them! For the glory of the Emperor and Catachan!"
Amidst the deafening shouts, the Catachans rushed towards the enemy in a dense formation, instantly breaking through the enemy's three lines of defense.
The cultists collapsed, as if it was not Catachan that came in, but a group of demons, and they began to turn around and run away regardless.
In the dark battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, the bloody hedgehog panted and leaned against a pillar. Next to him, Casillo kept firing lasers one after another into the darkness.
"What's this vibration about?"
Sensing something, Stryker put his ear against a stone.
"The whole tunnel is shaking!"
The next moment he realized what was happening. "They opened the floodgates and released water! These damn things are going to flush us out."
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