Hayes witnessed such a horrific death for the first time, and his heart pounded. Could this be their fate?
The whole army was wiped out and no one survived.
Although their skin is now gray and their eyes are sunken, their victims were once flesh and blood like him, wearing the uniforms of the Astra Militarum.
Hayes's eyes scanned the dark scene, and he found that none of the corpses belonged to the enemy. All the dead were Imperial troops, as if an invisible enemy descended from the sky from above and attacked them as they marched.
Although he was far away, Hayes could still see the horrified expressions on the faces of the undecomposed dead. He had never seen such a battlefield. Here, it was as if the wind itself had brought death to the battlefield.
His heart nearly jumped out of his chest, a silent terror he had never encountered before.
The young soldier reached for his canteen, but immediately remembered he was wearing a mask.
Some people lifted up their masks and vomited. Hayes found that they were fine, and realized that Hashet might be scaring him, so he also lifted up his masks and retched a few times, and then drank a mouthful of ice-cold clean water.
The cold water made him feel better, but it did not relieve his inner uneasiness. Are they already exposed to the enemy's gun? Could it be that in the shadows around them lurk monsters called heretics?
Hayes could feel the same thoughts brewing in the minds of others, and a sense of uneasiness began to spread in the team, causing the team's progress to slow down significantly.
The veteran company commander looked at the people around him and frowned in disgust. Hayes didn't even know his name yet.
Then he warned everyone in a stern tone.
"If anyone thinks this is the work of some unnatural monster or ghost, please forget it now. These people were killed by swords and bullets. They also killed many enemies before they died, but the battlefield was specially cleaned. , the heretics are doing this to make us feel uneasy, this is their old tactic, intimidation and threats, don't let them succeed, you are Imperial soldiers, find the courage within you."
Soon, the two teams arrived at the attack line almost at the same time. They were more than 800 meters apart from each other. In front of them was the enemy's trench. The company commanders squatted in front of the team and commanded with gestures. The soldiers formed a loose infantry line behind them.
Hayes squatted in the second row of the team. He looked at the rolling firefighting area, which had just been violently devastated by artillery fire. Even the high temperature of the explosion still remained on the ground, causing everything to smoke and making the entire battlefield The visibility is much lower.
After waving their arms vigorously, the company commanders began to lead the team forward. They used the squad as a unit, part of them moved, part of them covered, and then alternated their identities.
Hayes held the gun and tried to focus, but he couldn't help but look at the body on the ground.
The corpses here were already difficult to identify, but they were also more tragic. They were basically broken into pieces. Suddenly, he almost fell down with a move of his foot, and almost screamed when he looked down.
It was a corpse half buried in the soil. The charred skull had no chin. The black eye sockets seemed to be mocking Hayes, and Hayes' feet stepped directly into his stomach. Those slippery bones The swollen intestines and internal organs almost tripped him. This was too exciting for a 15-year-old boy, so much so that Hayes' brain went blank for a few seconds.
"Go, don't stop."
Hachet turned around, reached out and grabbed Hayes' arm, pulling him to his side.
"Kid, follow me."
Along the way, there were gradually more corpses of a kind that Hayes had never seen before. They wore spiked red armor, and the style was very similar to that of the Astra Militarum. The faces of these people were very distorted, and they were also engraved with evil marks. Many even cut off their lips to reveal their white teeth.
Is this what heresy looks like?
The team gradually crossed the original line of fire, and the officers immediately signaled to stop. The soldiers found their respective bunkers. Hayes was dragged into a pit by Hashet, but immediately he found that he had pressed down on something soft and lowered his head. Look, it's a thigh broken from the root, with the white joints exposed to the torn flesh.
Could it be that there was once someone lying here like me, but a cannonball fell——
Hayes shook his head and forced himself not to pay attention to this. Instead, he lay down on the edge of the pit. The water station that had been bombed to only a small part and the surrounding ruins stood three hundred meters ahead, like a Just charge and you can rush forward.
At this time, he noticed the class closest to the target. He still had some memories of the squad leader of that class. He was known as a good eater in the recruit camp and was publicly caned for sneaking into the kitchen.
The man lay down behind a small slope, seemed to be saying something, and then raised the laser gun in his hand.
However, before he could shoot, a beam of light shot out of the smoke, knocking his head back, and a clear big hole appeared on his face.
The next moment, everyone roared.
"Enemy found!"
"Get down!"
For a moment, the silent battlefield boiled. When some soldiers tried to run across the open ground, the soil was churning under their feet. Then the guns in the distance opened fire, and many fires appeared in the silent water supply station. Those were heavy weapons. There are representations of shots being fired from within the structure, to the point where the entire building appears to be on fire.
Along with the bullets and lasers came artillery shells, which hit the attacker's infantry line very accurately, turning the ground into a boiling cauldron, and many soldiers' bodies were torn into pieces.
Hayes trembled as he saw a soldier from the same battalion being hit in the thigh. He fell to the ground and struggled to ask for help from the people around him. When another man tried to drag him into the bunker, a shell fell to the ground and both men were blown to pieces.
As he poked his head out, blood and mud from the explosion splashed onto Hayes' respirator mask. Hayes turned around and tried to wipe the stain away so he could see again. He was holding the gun in one hand and holding the gun in the other. Constant fumbling and sliding on smooth surfaces.
When he finally cleared his vision, a severed arm fell from the air and landed directly between Hayes' legs, and he instinctively let out a scream.
"Stop barking."
Hashet slapped him on the head and kicked the severed arm away.
"Fire, hit!"
"Hit...where?"
"Wherever there is any movement, fight!"
"oh oh!"
Hayes finally remembered his identity as a soldier. He lay on the edge of the pit and fumbled with the mud-covered laser gun with trembling fingers.
"Turn on the insurance first!"
Hearing the reminder, Hayes quickly opened the safety of the laser gun, then put it on his shoulder. He glanced at the undulating outline of the flames in front of him and vaguely saw many shaking circles, which may be the enemy's heads. ?
So he aimed at one and pulled the trigger. After firing several times, one of the circles disappeared.
