Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Now that he has an order, he only needs to fulfill his duties as a Fire Caste warrior, obey the order, and win.

Yan Ou looked back at the soldiers, "Get ready to charge, at all costs."

The soldiers did not waver. They held one hand on the trench wall and waited for the covering fire to come.

Tens of thousands of vehicles provide fire support to frontline fighters dozens of kilometers away. The crew inside the armor can observe the solid trench wall sections through a magnified screen.

Hammerhead's heavy rail gun is ready, and Skyray's Seeker missile has also programmed its flight parameters, waiting for Shadow Sun's order to pour all its firepower on the human position.

"Fire!"

Almost instantly, the entire battlefield was covered by the sound of more violent shooting. The projectile produced by the rail gun cuts through the air with a speed of 10 times the supersonic speed. People close to the path of the projectile may even feel that the air is being sucked out of their lungs.

These supersonic projectiles were the first to hit the solid wall section, and they exploded with a power far exceeding that of explosives of the same magnitude. There was a violent sound and violent tremor when it hit the wall section.

If this feeling happened once, it would be bearable, but when so many supersonic projectiles hit the defense line almost at the same time, the soldiers inside could not bear the terrifying sound.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers holding their positions were shocked and fell to the ground. They were trembling all over, and the heart-wrenching sound was still affecting their bodies. Even the bones wrapped under the armor were cracked with tiny lines inch by inch.

But this was just the beginning, as the missiles that followed created a second impact. The violet explosion flame is mysterious and mysterious, but no one wants to enjoy such a beautiful scenery.

"charge!"

With the flames and shock effects of the explosion still lingering, all the Fire Caste warriors began to charge towards the Astra Militarum position.

Floating low above their heads were various types of battle suits. The shields on their bodies and the accompanying combat drones were blocking the return fire.

"Stand up, you living maggots! Don't tell me how much pain you have! If you are in pain, ask the damn aliens to suffer with you! Send them to hell! Waste!"

A political commissar who lost a leg in a missile attack was yelling at the soldiers to stand up. He dug out an emergency prosthetic leg from the body of a medic.

He ruthlessly cut out a smooth section with his chain sword. The political commissar gritted his teeth and remained silent. He inserted the emergency prosthetic leg into the bleeding wound. As the bone nail was driven deeply, a sedative was injected. , he was able to stay awake from the pain of death.

"Stay awake! For the emperor! Damn it!" The political commissar roughly dragged a soldier whose lower body had evaporated and injected a hormone injection into his chest.

"Lie down here! Every breath of air you breathe now is more glorious than the several years you served!"

"Yes, political commissar." The soldier whose lower body evaporated held a gun in his hand. He leaned against the wall, his eyes firmly locked on the crosshair, and he shot at the Tau soldiers who were constantly charging.

There were the blasphemous firing sounds of alien guns and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground. The political commissar turned back angrily and aimed the bolt gun in his hand at the alien figure.

The bolt bombs could only leave shallow holes in the huge battle suit, just like the scars on the armor of the Space Marines.

This is a damn xv8 crisis battle suit. Looking at his painting and square mechanical appearance, the political commissar knows that the explosive bombs in his hands are useless, but at least he still has his loyal chain sword to rely on.

The ion cannon placed on his arm quickly charged up and aimed at the political commissar's position. But his personal power stance, which was carried under his breastplate, blocked the attack.

The political commissar quickly rushed towards the crisis battle suit, the chain sword in his hand buzzing. Facing the battle suit that was taller than him, his chain sword chose to chop into the cabin.

This place is where the combat suit pilots stay.

The toothed blade of the chain sword quickly broke through the iridium alloy armor, scraping out sparks. The Crisis Combat Suit would not just sit back and die. He grabbed the political commissar's waist with his left hand and pinched it hard to tear his body apart.

"Ah!" The political commissar was thrown away, and his intestines and blood were scattered on the floor. He felt the pain in body and soul.

The xv8 crisis battle suit removed the chain sword inserted into the chest. The political commissar could see the internal structure of the lightning and the shadow of the alien through the gap.

"For the Emperor!"

The political commissar crawled on the ground, trying his best to find weapons to fight back. But with a burst of plasma energy, his body was completely reduced to incinerated ashes.

Several gunshots made the battle suit a little alert. He turned the gun and saw a group of Fire Caste warriors breaking through from outside the wall.

And there was a soldier lying at their feet, holding an armor-piercing grenade in his hand.

"Thank you for your help, my colleagues. This is Bangsi, the captain of the 8th team of the xv15 crisis combat suit."

"Where are the other members?"

"They were all shot down in the breach, and they deserved their deaths."

"For the Greater Good."

Yan Ou sighed with emotion. Their infantry also suffered heavy losses in the breakthrough just now. I thought it would be slower for human soldiers to regain their combat effectiveness, but I didn't expect that their fighting will is so tenacious.

A string of bullets flashing with laser light hit the xv8 crisis battle suit, interrupting their conversation.

In Yan Ou's sight, these dangerously shining bullets still maintained their lethality after shattering, and violent radiation was emitting from the bullet marks.

This thing will destroy all flesh!

The uncovered corpse on the ground is rapidly showing an unnatural luster under the power of radiation, and begins to turn black and necrotic, and finally falls off like a piece of melted ice cream.

"It seems we still have enemies to fight..."

Bangsi operated the battle suit and aimed the pulse cannon at the enemy.

It was a group of robots covered in robes with no visible flesh and blood, and they were marching in neat steps to shoot at the Tau troops rushing into the wall.

Stop, raise your gun, shoot.

Countless laser bullets illuminated the ground instantly, like a wave of blue light hitting them.

Yan Ou's face hidden under his helmet became frightened, and his detector was going crazy telling him how dangerous the "wave" was.

"Behind me!"

Bangsi stood in front of the fire warriors, his emergency shield drone flew out from the connection point behind him, and a layer of shield rose before the laser ammunition flew.

The shield suffered a violent blow. Although it withstood the waves, the huge amount of radiation collapsed the shield and continued to pour in from the gaps cut by the chain sword.

"Comrade Bangsi! Are you okay?"

Yan Ou's inquiry failed to receive any answer, and the battle suit crashed to the ground, creating a pool of melted juice on the ground.

Bangsi had been killed by radiation, and not even his body was left...

The equipment of the Skitarii can be said to be very good. They even have plasma weapons that can fire continuously.