Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 330 05.0329: ‘Inspecting the results of the battle’

One minute ago.

“The 3rd Ground Tactical Fire Support Squadron, the Brough Squadron has arrived at the battlefield, Commander.” The Valkyrie Vulture Gunship squadron leader pilot reported to Horatio.

“I know, I saw your position.”

The words of the aviation commander made the Vulture Gunship leader pilot very confused.

You know, this aviation commander is in a safe area 20 kilometers behind the front line with the brigade commander of the British First Brigade.

There are two fronts of the Astra Militarum in front of here, which are the reserve camps, field hospitals, material storage points, and military stations along the way for the combat battalions.

It is 5 to 6 kilometers farther than the artillery and field air defense positions.

How did this aviation commander see the front line? Tactical camera? C.A.T drone? But where did he get the long-range endurance and excellent vision across 20 kilometers?

Just as the pilots were puzzled and waiting for orders, in fact,

Although the distance was far, Horatio relied on the relay transmission principle of his Iron Hand to obtain a bird's-eye view of the front line through continuous relay transmission.

After all, although his command hand was only a few hundred meters away, as long as the command hand had a soldier card under his command, he could understand the actual battle situation within a radius of a few hundred meters on the front line through the troops under his command.

Even if this range was not large compared to the entire battlefield, it was at least enough for him to see the special battle focus where the Hell Vanguards were located.

When Brigade Commander Wellesley and his staff team were still relying on the continuous front-line reports to perform flag-planting simulations on the sand table.

Horatio could already rely on the command hand to accurately and accurately obtain the most real battle reports in the bird's-eye view area of ​​the front line.

Three Vulture Valkyrie gunships flew to a safe place behind the front line according to Horatio's orders.

At this time, they were slightly above the treetops of the fruit forest.

The Valkyrie fighter is a very flexible small aircraft in the Imperial Navy Air Force.

They are equipped with vector engines, which can take off and land vertically and give them the ability to stay in the air for a certain period of time.

Although doing so will accelerate the life loss of the vector engine and the consumption of fuel in the tank.

But the tactical value it brings is very huge.

The Vulture Gunship is a variant of the Valkyrie fighter.

It has become a pure attack aircraft that removes the crew belly compartment, optimizes the aerodynamic lines, greatly improves maneuverability, and reduces weight to allow it to stay in the air for a longer time.

The pilots saw the huge red arrow marked by Horatio, pointing directly at the Lemanus tank that had already landed.

Whoosh!

The three Vulture Gunships each fired a Hellstrike missile straight at the Leman Russ tank.

The plasma missile body flew impatiently towards the tall and stupid target.

"Turn on the smoke generator! Turn on the smoke generator!" The commander of the rebel Leman Russ kicked the driver under him and shouted.

This slow war creation, which was unscrupulous at the beginning and lay across the middle of the road, immediately shifted gears and retreated.

The distance between the Vulture gunship and the Leman Russ was not far, about 5 kilometers away.

The smoke sprayer had not yet fully worked, and the Hellstrike missile flew straight at it, and even the propulsion power unit had not burned out.

In an instant, the body of the vehicle was left with a blue plasma residue of plasma melting.

Three large holes were evenly distributed at the junction of the turret and the body, the top cover of the commander's tower, and the side slope of the body.

Perfectly avoided the thickest part of the main structure to ensure the effective penetration of the Deathstrike missile.

Boom! ——

A huge explosion accompanied the Leman Russ's detonation, and the armored turret was blown into the sky and flew behind the front line of defense.

All the rebel soldiers on the front line of defense saw this scene.

And on the front, the roar of armor and engines, the explosion of laser cannons and heavy bombs quickly drew their attention back.

"I won't fight anymore!" Seeing that there was no hope for armored support and looking at the approaching Astra Army armored vehicles, a rebel soldier took the lead in throwing down his gun and began to run to the rear.

With a leader, the other rebel soldiers also changed from being shaken to losing their fighting spirit.

They threw down their guns one after another and fled.

"Come back! You cowards!" The rebel officer mercilessly pulled the trigger at a fleeing soldier in front of him.

The victim fell to the ground on the spot, but his howling made the fleeing soldiers run faster.

"Come back! Come back! You rubbish!" The rebel officer shouted, crawled out of the trench and chased these people and shot.

Suddenly, a black shadow covered the light in front of him.

He turned his head woodenly and saw the huge mine roller being pushed towards him by the tall heavy armored vehicle.

The next second, there was a heart-wrenching scream.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!" Under the drum, the crisp sound of broken bones mixed with the rumbling engine, drowning out the noise, leaving only a bloody mess on the ground.

Seeing that the officer was dead, the remaining rebel soldiers squatting in the trenches completely collapsed.

"Run separately! Run separately!" A clever rebel sergeant shouted to the others.

They all got out of the trenches and began to flee in all directions.

But the Bearhound heavy armored vehicle did not disperse, but just drove straight forward.

Just as the rebels on the snowfield were secretly rejoicing, they suddenly heard the neighing of war horses.

The rebel sergeant who was still immersed in the secret joy of escaping death turned his head and looked behind him.

Before he saw anything, he heard a "Jing" sound.

A laser passed by the face of the rebel sergeant.

The moment the laser passed by, the heat burned his face, and then shot a rebel beside him to the ground.

The rebel sergeant covered his face and screamed, but he was still trying his best to escape.

However, in the snow that was above his calves, they ran like a group of clumsy penguins.

In an instant, a cold light flashed through his peripheral vision.

This time, he saw the figure of the attacker.

It was a group of cavalrymen wielding single-molecule sabers and holding carbine laser guns in their hands.

They wore green uniforms and black matte helmets with gorgeous feathers in the middle.

Then the next second, he heard a terrible tearing sound and a numbing pain in his scalp.

The rangers of the cavalry reconnaissance unit were responsible for the mobile reconnaissance of the ranger company. After discovering the enemy, they would dismount and conduct reconnaissance on foot.

After reporting the situation to the chariot unit, they will ride their horses again. Chasing and killing the fleeing soldiers is another important task for them.

The rangers in gorgeous uniforms raised their sabers and swung them across the traitors.

The next second, a bloody deep knife mark appeared on the traitor's back, and the blood splashed into the sky as the saber opened his back.

Plop.

The rebel sergeant fell on the snow with his lifeless eyes open, and the black and red blood dyed the surrounding snow red, making the dead very conspicuous.

The cavalrymen of the reconnaissance unit easily caught up with the fleeing rebels in the snow with the horses they exchanged from Attila Star.

They were ruthless. In the long-term training of slashing and killing, as long as the horses passed by the enemy soldiers, they could accurately leave deep knife marks on their bones and flesh.

The more skilled Rangers could lean out of their horses in a nearly weightless position and chop off the heads of the traitors with one blow, leaving a perfect and smooth bloody cut.

The Vulture gunships also joined the pursuit.

Some baggage trucks wanted to escape the lost front line, but Horatio didn't want them to go back alive.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The rocket nests under the gunships fired a dense barrage of rockets.

With a density that could be called a ground-washing, three Vulture gunships used hundreds of rockets to smash a half-kilometer-long "scorched zone" on the road.

The vultures roared over the neatly lined trucks and baggage wreckage on the road, and the automatic guns and laser guns on the bodies fired and slaughtered the rebels who jumped out of the cars and fled.

Then, a tank platoon from the 1st Royal Armored Regiment, accompanied by two mechanized platoons equipped with Arion infantry fighting vehicles from the 79th Armored Reconnaissance Regiment, ran over the defense line and smashed the wreckage blocking the road.

1.5 to 2 kilometers behind, there was a convoy of trucks full of red-coated infantrymen.

That evening.

As the frontline troops advanced.

The headquarters of Horatio and Sir Wellesley, who were riding on tall horses, finally passed this battlefield.

Hundreds of rebel bodies were piled up along the road.

This was the soldiers asking the commander to inspect the results of the battle.

"Our British 79th Armored Reconnaissance Regiment broke through this front line with only the reconnaissance battalion." The Sir said proudly to the accompanying staff and consultants.

"Of course, this is also thanks to the close cooperation of Mr. Horatio Cochrane's Imperial Navy Air Force.

Our spearhead troops only suffered minor casualties and advanced 73 kilometers in one day. This is also a glorious victory worth recording in the history of British war.

I think the mess tonight can celebrate this victory and the great help of our naval friends." The Sir looked at Horatio and raised his hat to salute.

"This is a good start. But we are advancing so fast, can the follow-up front keep up?"

Horatio smiled and looked at the battle line inferred on the holographic sand table. The British First Brigade was like a steel pestle hitting the enemy's flesh.

Because there are three "battalions" as large as small divisions, the battle line is not long and thin.

The 45-kilometer horizontal battle width on the front is reassuring. Even if the enemy wants to encircle the pioneer brigade, they must have the ability to encircle the nearly 24,000 people and hundreds of armored tanks.

"That is the responsibility of the Mordians and our light infantry battalion. I hope they can keep up." Sir Wellesley raised his hand.

The engineers of the British 79th Armored Reconnaissance Regiment drove the engineering vehicles with shovels and pushed all the bodies into a deep pit dug on the side of the road.

Thousands of bodies filled the dark pit, and the extra ones were three meters above the ground.

After several engineers threw the remaining scattered bodies on the corpse mountain to "add bricks and tiles" to it.

Four engineers holding flamethrowers stood around and pulled the trigger at the mountain of corpses.

The mountain of flesh was ablaze, which looked particularly magnificent and exciting in the red glow and darkness brought by the setting sun on the horizon.

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