The Emperor’s Angel of Death

For the Cadian 356 regiment, their task is quite heavy. If Ainin has fallen, then they must limit the enemy to the city as much as possible. If Ainin is still supporting after a period of time, then the rest of the planet The reinforcements will come one after another.

Everyone has a consensus that although the Red Pirates are menacing, three million star fighters are not easy to eat. After all, there are one million brave and fearless Cadians among them.

Now they must drag and hold every stronghold, waiting for reinforcements from outside the planet to arrive.

Garland Salomon has made up his mind that the 356 regiment will fight to the last drop of blood.

Fiery explosive bombs continued to pass through the air overhead, and the bullets hit the surrounding ground. Commissar Gregory shouted hoarsely while trying to keep his head down, and tried his best to encourage the Cadians to move forward at their posts. The enemy shoots while trying to keep himself alive, though his boots occasionally sink into the mud, interfering with his movements.

The enemy has launched several assaults on this fortress. Those heretic scum who tried to imitate the Astra Militarum have received a head-on blow outside the fortress. It is a standard Cadian stronghold, all firepower is properly protected and there are a large number of hidden nozzles. No matter what direction the enemy moves from, they will be shot from the side.

The mud was already full of red corpses, and the wailing of the wounded could be faintly heard amidst the sound of gunfire.

The Bastion is a recalcitrant behemoth of concrete and metal blocks, square-topped with rough edges, lit by all manner of heavy-caliber weapons and the weapon lights dotting the battlements.

Commissar Gregory went all the way to an inconspicuous command tower on the heights of the fortress, where he saw Garland Salomon, the commander of the 356 regiment, who was adjusting the firepower by radio.

"The enemy's offensive is very fierce, and the shelling has not been interrupted. I am worried that the city has fallen, but I don't know when the latest support army will arrive."

After seeing the political commissar, Garland Salomon, who was as strong as a beast, expressed his concerns.

"Casualty rates are now at 20 percent, and to make matters worse, I'm worried that the stockpiled ammunition won't support us fighting until tomorrow or for a long time."

Suddenly, more realistic worries replaced hopelessness about the future as a wave of energy hit the fortress.

The two walked out of the bunker and looked up. They saw several red-painted Thunderhawks passing by in the sky. They had removed the power armor giants in the cabin in the distance, and they were now suppressing the fortress in the air.

The gunboats unleashed heavy bolter bullets and missiles on the heads of the Cadian defenders, and the exploding bullets sliced ​​through the guard's light green carapace as if it were paper.

The Cadians immediately tried to take cover and fight back with their weapons, but the lasguns had little effect on the flying beasts, though that wasn't the case when the hidden Hydra anti-aircraft guns suddenly opened fire.

I saw a Thunderhawk being caught in the violent metal storm, and then began to shake violently, one wing was cut off directly, and then an engine exploded directly, and then fell to the ground, turning into a huge fireball, the other Thunderhawks immediately fled to the sky like a flock of frightened birds, causing the Cadians to burst into cheers.

However, their voices quickly fell silent, because in the distant gunpowder smoke, under the protection of those towering giants, some behemoths slowly drove out.

They look similar to, but distinct from, the Predator tanks used by Imperial Space Marines, and after countless years in the Warp they bear little resemblance to their former glory, yet the armor has been replaced by countless horrific Defiled by brutality, they became vessels for hideous monstrosities born of pain and torment in the aether, yet their weapons were far more deadly than their Imperial counterparts—weapons that were once common in Imperial armies, but for various reasons Forgotten by the Mechanic Priests, but still present in the sources of the heretical Dark Seer.

There are 5 such terrifying war machines, and there are a large number of walking tanks around them.

The so-called walking tank is a light armored unit used by the Blood Pact army in the Sabbat expedition in the past. They look like a lightweight version of the Defiler demon engine, with three pairs of piston mechanical legs similar to spider legs, and a small turret. Laser cannons or heavy explosive shells, the entire walking tank has only one driver, and this unlucky guy is usually fixed directly in the cockpit by various wires.

Although this kind of armor is very inferior and not strong, it is still a kind of armor, light and fast, and can enter a relatively narrow battlefield like infantry, but conventional anti-infantry firepower cannot penetrate segmented armor. A tank needs at least one shoulder-fired anti-tank missile, which perfectly complements the missing link between infantry and heavy tanks, similar to the Sentinel mecha of the Astra Militarum.

"kill!"

Accompanied by the low roar of the Chaos Space Marines, a large number of tyrant soldiers held their rifles and shouted profane slogans. They formed a queue and started the deadliest charge towards the fortress under the cover of armor. .

"Cadians! Cadians! If this place is destined to become our tomb, then try to let as many heretics as possible to be buried with us!"

Garland Salomon's voice was transmitted through loudspeakers to all parts of the fortress, and he himself had already arrived at the front line of defense.

In a short period of time, dozens of tons of artillery shells smashed into Cadian's fortress from afar.

Almost immediately, the Cadian counterfire was unleashed, including the previously hidden assault gun bunkers.

The hidden weapons of war were activated, and physical bullets began to shoot at the heretic army. The bullets bounced off the armor of the Predator tank ~www.readwn.com~ hardly scratched the paint on it, but those tyrant soldiers seemed to be killed Harvested wheat generally fell in flakes, and even those walking tanks were hit with sparks and collapsed to the ground.

Aware of the threatening fire within the fortress, a Predator stopped its tracks, the oversized power coils of the massive weapon on the turret hissing.

As the coils began to glow with supernova intensity, the Predator's turret spun rapidly and pointed at an assault gun bunker.

Known as the Executioner, this Chaos Predator features a turret-mounted fearsome Plasma Destroyer that can turn the heaviest tank or bunker into a pool of cinders.

Suddenly, a blinding burst of light burst from the front nozzle of the Plasma Destroyer, and a ball of hot gas hissed across the battlefield, hitting the center of the bunker's dome.

When the charged plasma collided with the bunker, the solid structure instantly disappeared in seething flames, turning the assault guns and soldiers inside into molten smudges and melting the surrounding ground into something resembling obsidian.

(end of this chapter)

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