Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Not far above the engineers, a Leman Russ tank was slowly climbing over the second trench, with heavy explosive shells on both sides firing fiercely at the inside of the trench.

Suddenly, a beam of hot melt shot from the trench towards the side machine gun tower of the Leman Russ tank. The hot subatomic flow melted and melted a large hole with green smoke in the turret, and the heavy explosive bomb also misfired.

The huge tank body suddenly stopped on the trench and fell into silence.

But not long after, the Leman Russ tank's turret began to rotate slowly.

The angle was changed from the original fire point on the high ground to inside the trench. The -8 degree depression angle was just right for the thick muzzle to be aimed at these sneak attacks.

Bang!

A high-explosive artillery shell passed by the engineer and hit the trench, setting off a bloody storm among the rebels who had just burst into cheers.

Then, the Leman Russ tank started moving again, and the heavy explosive shells on the sides opened fire again, continuing to spit out tongues of fire.

Because of its wide body, the occupants are spread out evenly.

Therefore, as long as they are not directly hit by anti-tank missiles, the slender laser cannon and thermal melt beam usually only cause a single casualty.

The hit location did not involve ammunition racks, so there was no explosion in the vehicle.

After moving the side weapon operator's burnt body out of the fighting position, the commander temporarily took over the fighting position. After checking that there was no malfunction in the firearm, he picked up the heavy bolter and continued to fire at the enemy in the trench.

After making a countdown gesture, the assault engineers fired at the second trench at the same time.

After seeing their own people, the heavy explosive bombs splashing down the side suddenly stopped, and then the Leman Russ tank drove away from the trench and headed forward. Two kilometers ahead was the enemy's command trench.

On the front road.

The dismounted heavy dragoons, in a loose formation, accompanied by Chimera armored vehicles and Leman Russ tanks, launched a full-scale attack on the enemy's front.

Although it is also a thin red line, their impact positions are not dense.

The multiple turrets of the Imperial Armor are very effective at suppressing enemy defensive lines, especially when forming an offensive group of this size.

The intensive firing of heavy explosive bombs and hull laser cannons suppressed the defenders' few heavy weapons points. High-energy beams and artillery fire overturned the heavy explosive bombs and logging guns they had set up on the parapets.

Any enemy who attempts to eject the barrel of the gun from the bunker will be suppressed by severe firepower.

A large number of their British comrades have flooded into the trenches on both sides of them, and the enemy positions in front are not easy to deal with. The artillery liaison officers and frontline artillery observers on the top of the Astra Militarum mountain are constantly correcting the impact of the artillery shells with increasing accuracy. Suppressing the firepower of the enemy's rear front.

This kind of fire suppression does not require maintaining a high density of bombardment to achieve the effect of destroying the enemy.

Just let the enemy soldiers know that the Astra Militarum is continuing to bombard their positions, use appropriate firepower density to suppress them from ejecting their bodies to control heavy weapons, and cause a large number of casualties to the oncoming mechanized infantry.

After all, the battlefield is not a shooting game, everyone only has one life.

Not many fanatics dared to hold up the continuous roaring bomb fragments and hot air waves above their heads, and manipulate heavy weapons to shoot at the Astra Militarum without regard for life or death.

Even if there was, the Leman Russ tank responsible for removing the firepower point would treat him to a drink and let him take his bunker and heavy weapons to face the Emperor's judgment.

"Charge for Britain!" As the Leman Russ tanks and Chimera armored vehicles crashed through the parapet,

The "Dismounted Dragoons" (mechanized infantry) of the 1st Royal Armored Regiment rushed into the battle line like a tide.

Their Brown Bess Dragoon type is a bit shorter than the infantry type. This is to ensure that when they drill into the hatch of the infantry fighting vehicle, they will not be stuck by the too long barrel, thereby wasting precious and related information. The time to get off the bus is life and death.

In order to make up for the length disadvantage in melee combat caused by this change, the British gave these dragoons an additional sharp standard single-molecule straight-edged saber to enhance the melee combat capabilities of the dismounted dragoons. By the way, Show tradition.

These red dragoons rushed into the enemy's front line through the gap created by the crushing. For a moment, all kinds of small weapons fired, laser bullets flew everywhere, and there were shouts of killing.

At this distance, the two sides relied on the parapet defense line to quickly enter the bloody stage of hand-to-hand combat.

The soldiers in gorgeous uniforms showed brutal violence that did not match the image. They collided with the rebel soldiers. Their strong muscles collided with each other and their limbs were intertwined. Their unbalanced and fallen bodies were rolling in the mud and snow, trying to use their fingers. Kill each other with your teeth or even with your eyes.

Behind the first parapet.

Under the firepower of the high-speed laser guns of the shock troops, several dragoons drew their swords and rushed towards the rebels after throwing grenades.

The person who rushed to the front was knocked down less than 4 meters away from the sandbag, and a large-mouth automatic gun shot through his abdominal cavity.

But that didn't shake the resolve of others.

Their boots stepped on the sandbags, and they risked being shot through by stabbing their swords into the traitor's chest.

The monomolecular cavalry sword pierced through the traitor's body like tearing paper, wearing away the Skyhawk's ceramite armor.

One dragoon used one hand to catch the traitor, and with the other hand, he wielded his single-molecule straight-edged saber like a machete and slashed at the traitor's shoulder continuously.

The knife rose and fell, and the rotten flesh and bone marrow mixed into one, causing the man's mouth to spurt out blood, and he fell limply to the ground.

Another dragoon ably jumped over the sandbag and inserted his sword into the abdominal cavity of the rebel special weapons shooter holding a melta gun, interrupting the melta gun that was about to be fired.

As soon as the sword was drawn out, before it could stab another person, he was thrown to the ground by the deputy shooter on the side.

However, the physical fitness of these dragoons, who had better food than the line infantry, was beyond the reach of these rebels who could join them.

Without waiting for the hurried opponent to draw his sword and stab him, the dragoon held the saber handle tightly with his sword and struck the traitor in the face with the handle guard made of solid plastic steel with his backhand.

With one hit, nosebleeds flew out, making the rebels dizzy.

Two hits, the yellow front teeth were shattered, and the damaged lip skin and saliva mixed with blood flew out half a meter.

The unconscious rebel vomited out a mouthful of black blood, and a silver light flashed before his eyes. In an instant, his head fell to the ground, landing on the black and gray muddy road. He rolled a few times and stopped moving.

The comrades pulled the bloody dragoons up from the ground and straightened the brass-colored dragoon helmets on their heads. These elites immediately plunged into a more bloody fight.

"Very good, our people have almost captured their forward trenches." Lieutenant Colonel John Moore of the 88th Infantry Regiment said with approval as he watched the red tide in the trenches flow back along the communication trenches.

"The heavy dragon cavalry fought bravely, and the first direction of the road in front has been crushed by us.

We only had three Leman Russ tanks disabled. " Lieutenant Colonel Cotton said.

"Very good, gentlemen, let the follow-up troops clear out the remnants of the first line of defense. It's time for us to focus on more important targets." Sir Wellesley looked at the distant forts with the erecting artillery scope. .

There were still fire points on the fortress that were firing at the charging Astra Militarum, but since the two were at least ten kilometers apart, these howitzers were not accurate.

Not to mention that the sighting equipment of many of the gun emplacements had been shattered in last night's artillery battle or shattered by collateral damage caused by previous carpet bombings, which made the effective hits even worse.

But they are still a serious threat.

No matter how bad the hit rate is, it is still a 180 mm caliber ground-shaking cannon. One shot is enough to kill an infantry unit within the size of a football field.

However, as the offensive advanced in depth, the red tide had spread over several square kilometers of land. According to the guidance of the maneuvers, the trenches and bunkers built by the rebels were used in reverse to launch an attack on Montaquia Mountain.

(British Dragoon Costume)