When the other party finished introducing their names, Winter suddenly spoke, looking a little flinching.
"Well, will the enemies rush in? Those fallen space warriors? I heard from other people that there may be a lot coming outside?"
"Sometimes, recruit, it's better not to think too much about these things."
Huck sighed.
"I guess you have only served for more than half a year. Just keep your faith."
"Faith? Are you talking about the God Emperor?"
"Yeah. No. Maybe."
Suddenly Huck's words became as slow and thoughtful as his expression.
"When I first became a guard, I believed in many things. I believed in the general, I believed in the political commissar, and most importantly, I believed in the God Emperor. Now, I will definitely not believe the first two, but the God Emperor ? It is usually difficult to see His light in countless massacres, but a person must have some faith in something, so, yes, I always believe in the God Emperor. I believe in Him and my comrades. These are the two things I believe in. , I hope you are the same, otherwise it will be difficult for you to survive in the next battle."
Mabo also spoke again and said something that surprised even Huck.
"Remember, kid, there is something as important as faith. It is called hope. A person must have hope, otherwise he might as well not live. It is as important as the air we breathe, so no matter how bad things become, no matter how bad things become, How bleak they look, you have to remember not to give up hope, believe me, if you can hold on to your hope, then you have a chance of surviving in this hell."
Suddenly, Hashet's voice came from the distance, and at the same time, the sharp siren began to echo in the passage. All the lazy Catachan people immediately stood up, started running, shouting, and picking up their equipment.
"What!? Hurry! Go to Uncle Hashet!"
Hayes quickly grabbed Winter's hand and ran to Hashet, because this was a battle warning, which meant——
The enemy is coming soon!
"Hayes."
At this time, Mabo's voice came faintly from behind.
"If your group is finished, come to us immediately. This is the only way for you to survive. You can't stop it. Remember, keep hope."
"Mabo, what's wrong with you today?"
"Maybe. Boring."
Soon Hayes and the others returned to the regiment's headquarters. At this time, Arni also received the news that the frontline troops needed support. As the second-line defense troops, they certainly could not stay back leisurely. When the frontline troops were in tight condition, they needed to send timely support. If the front line really cannot be supported, they will have to accommodate the retreating troops and use new lines of defense to delay the enemy while waiting for new reinforcements.
Just twenty minutes ago, the enemy's first wave of jumping troops broke through the ground defenses and began to enter the first layer of underground defense circles. According to the information given above, the defense zone they were in alone was about There are nearly five hundred Chaos Space Marines and a large number of cultists and daemon machines who follow them.
As always, Arni sent Oranios and his battalion to support the defense forces deployed in a ring connecting their positions. The opponent was also a native regiment of the Maelstrom, but the relationship was not as strong as Arni's. In fact, they were deployed in a circle. The ring is basically composed of local regiments, because the essence of this defense line is to consume the enemy. The second ring troops are the main defense force. When the enemy crosses the first ring and reaches the second ring exhausted, the second ring troops will immediately counterattack. Defeat or even defeat the enemy before they gain a firm foothold, and then try to regain a ring of positions. Such a flexible defense can buy more time than a rigid defense.
As a result, Hayes and his battalion quickly marched along the passage through the first defense hall, and arrived at a rail transit station about ten minutes later. They quickly maneuvered on a simple rail car and arrived more than half an hour later.
When Ouranios communicated with the leader here, he learned that they had already repelled a wave of enemies. They were all crazy cultists. They were not many in number and they were obviously testing troops.
The second battalion then deployed in a position made of rocks and metal barrels. As the company's heavy fire support squad, Hayes and the others spent a lot of effort to deploy the heavy explosive bombs, so each of them was panting. .
For some reason, the entire defensive position was eerily quiet. Everyone was staring at the wide area ahead. There were many broken corpses lying there. They all looked pale and inhuman. The blasphemous eight-pointed star flag was planted diagonally on the ground. No one dared to clean up the pile of corpses.
Further away, there are several dark holes, which are the passages leading to the ground. Now they have become a magical cave that makes everyone highly nervous. It seems that countless demons and monsters will jump out of them in the blink of an eye.
Another point is that those passages are also the most spacious in the entire underground defense, which means they can accommodate more enemies. The troops stationed here have already fought with the enemies in the passages and killed many, but there are still many enemies. And according to survivors, there are many "metal demons" among them, and there are also terrifying machines that can cut through the passages.
The atmosphere in the trenches was unprecedentedly tense. Everyone knew that an attack was coming, but the most suffocating thing was not knowing the future that would happen, but not knowing when the future would arrive and under what circumstances.
Even though these men had been subjected to dozens, possibly hundreds, of such attacks in the past, every trace of tension on their faces was still evident for anyone to see.
Hayes released his left hand from holding the gun, reached into his pocket, and took out the rose-colored cherub statue.
Maybe this is his last battle. Can he hold on and survive? These questions echoed violently in his mind, but he couldn't find the answers.
Suddenly, that cold voice appeared in his ears like an echo.
hope--
It was that scary man named Les Marble.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the distance, as if thousands of people were running, talking nonsense and chattering in incomprehensible accents.
Then Hayes saw a flash of light, growing smaller and larger, and followed by a shrill scream, getting closer and closer.
Until, almost above their heads, the scream reached a terrifying pitch of shrillness and harshness.
"Bombardment!"
Hashet yelled, grabbed Hayes by the collar, pulled him down with him, and jumped towards the bottom of the ditch dug in the rock behind.
As he fell to the trench floor, Hayes's butt slammed against the ammunition box, and the rest of the squad fell to the bottom of the ditch, embracing the ground like long-lost lovers.
Boom boom boom——————
The ground was shaken by multiple explosions. Hayes's body trembled, his eyes closed, his face buried in his arms, and his lips murmured a series of choking and fearful prayers for salvation.
As he prayed, his mind filled with desperate and angry questions.
How is this possible that the enemy can actually bring artillery underground?
But there were no answers, just more explosions and flying earth as the bombing continued.
Then, suddenly, thankfully, the explosions stopped.
"Move! Move! Move! Get back in position!"
Hachet suddenly shouted.
"Hurry! Before these bastards come up!"
(End of chapter)
