Chapter 77 The Return of the Skadi Third Infantry Regiment/Under the Explosive Gun, Sen

Chapter 77 The Skadi Third Infantry Regiment returned to the team with guns blazing, and the forest was crooked and shut up

The gods laughed at it, and fate was full of twists and turns. When the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment was noticed by the Black Heart King, the world could not escape the fate of destruction. When the psychic on the Huron ship canceled the spell, the damn magnetic field of the world reappeared, but this was one of the few good things. The failure of the detection equipment made the dense forest a terrible place again.

That's right, the disappearance of the magnetic field was not due to the explosion at all, but because the Black Heart King needed to monitor the battlefield, so he had to control everything from the beginning of the game. Superman's Space Marines, Terminators, Think Tanks, Armored Forces, and Orbital Bombardment were all powerful. He was a player with full cheats, and his opponents were just ordinary people.

But the attack was not slow. Although his Terminator was not afraid of the heroic soldiers of the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment, it was not the same for the Space Marines. No Space Marine team dared to flirt with the danger and play hide-and-seek with the terrifying hot melt in the forest.

If the magnetic field is fine, the forest can be detected using the auspex, and the think tanks of Huron must stop casting spells to relieve the pressure on their heads.

Huron can bomb the forest, but he knows that any resources are his treasures. The annihilation of the Imperial Guard is a foregone conclusion. He just needs to wait for the psychics to rest and let the troops open the auspex to scan the area to conquer the world.

The game is flat from the beginning. Whether the think tanks are fearless or not, or the terminators and heavy raider tanks or land tanks appear on the battlefield, the 4th Infantry Regiment will be destroyed.

Now the war has been over for two months, but the situation is never getting better. At the bottom, Alan Baier's troops are huddled in the forest. He looks at the miserable situation of the 4th Regiment with more than 10,000 people, and his heart is even more painful.

He didn't know how long it would take, but fighting a positional war with the Space Marines was like courting death. 20,000 loyal souls only resulted in the death of 120 Space Marines, and the casualty ratio was indescribably high.

But he knew that it was a rare victory in the history of the Empire.

Until the warm wind calmed him down, the forest he was not used to was now his safest home. The lieutenant colonel looked at the leaves shaking in the teacup, and he was confused, but that confusion was soon broken.

The staff wiped his hat that was burned by the heat and reported to Alan Baier. "Support has arrived, maybe it was brought by the planetary governor!"

Alan Baier wanted them to leave, after all, no matter how many people died in the current battle, he heard a sentence.

"They brought ammunition for incendiary weapons."

Explosive bombs? Incendiary? ! The weapons of the dark technology era can definitely penetrate the armor of the Space Marines and the Terminator. If there are incendiary weapons in the team, it is possible to equip a company. If a squad has one, then it is not impossible to win.

"Where? There?" He stood up, impatiently, his military boots stepped on the soil, pushed aside a few forests, and then walked to the place pointed by the staff officer.

When he saw the team of about 5,000 people, the planetary governor and the veterans who were incorporated into PDF were wearing ill-fitting bulletproof armor, with their former military ranks baked on their chests. They were the ones who chose to leave the service among the 10,000 survivors of the Orc War. Most of them already had children and families.

John Deen looked at his boss. "Boss, the 3rd Skadi Infantry Regiment, all members are here."

Alan Baier pursed his lips and used his perseverance to hold back the "sweat" flowing from his eyes. They walked through the forest, the road was long, just like the first time on the battlefield, with the light of hope and victory.

"Are we sure?"

Mr. John asked. "What is uncertain?"

Alan Baier said. "We have a family, ruthless man, and we should not waste our lives in war."

"John, do you remember my fiancée?"

"The sergeant behind, he remembers you, he was very present at my wedding at the beginning of last year."

"Ah, Private, I used to call him sir, the child has just been born, right?"

John Dean laughed. "They deny their own family, home, and world. Without the Imperial Guard working hard outside, the PDF will wait to die."

He took out a bag of rechargeable batteries from the truck. "Kill those traitors with heat rays, boss, just like I killed those orcs."

Then he turned and showed off to all the PDF members. "Old soldiers, those new recruits really don't know how to fight. When they were lying in the forest fighting with orcs, they were eating starch blocks in the nest!"

"Let them see how they fight!"

Five thousand loyal soldiers showed off. "No Emperor! No Empire!"

Their weapons are definitely not worse than those of the Imperial Guard, but Alanbair decided to let them hold those truly powerful weapons. Compared with the new recruits, they are the main force!

When the supplies and veterans arrived at the camp, the veterans who were still serving in the Star Army forgot the pain of losing their comrades for a moment, stood up to greet them, shook hands, exchanged hats, or took out their comrades' dog tags, and talked about how Old Joe and Old Enga left.

It was difficult for the new recruits to integrate into it, and the lieutenant asked Alanbair in surprise. "Lieutenant Colonel, who are they?"

Alanbair answered. "They are heroes, heroes of that world. If I had seen the collapse of the huge orc mechas as big as mountains, I would know how powerful humans are."

"Okay, everyone, open the cans in the morning. The veterans eat ant bulls, and leave some golo meat for the new recruits!"

The little joke in the regiment made the old-timers laugh, and someone said. "That's right, those new recruits will kill themselves when they open the cans!"

"Do they listen to the state church priests and say that orcs are just those with muscles?"

"Hahaha, boss, do you have any wine?"

Alan Baier shrugged his shoulders. "Staff, is it okay?"

The staff sighed. "Okay, okay, you can drink in the war zone tomorrow, and if he sees you at other times, you will be punished!"

The soldiers shouted. "It's Amset!"

When the aroma of wine accompanied the solidified ant fat, the dagger was inserted into the can and cut everywhere. The veteran showed the new recruits how to kill the parasites that are very likely to exist in the cans in the most gorgeous way, but the parasites that I killed!

Some people took out poker cards, hoping to win something from the new legs. Some people showed them their mechanical prostheses, saying how the orcs had pulled them over.

The replacement of the old and the new was carried out in this way, which was the rare romance and warmth of the Star Army. All the guards of the Imperial Guard were a family. Even if the world was different and the ideals were different, the Imperial Guard would not collapse under the light of the Emperor and the honor of the Star Torch.

It was interesting that the civilians in the hives were forced to join the army, but now they could be educated to form a regular Star Army group.

War would change a person, a group of people, a world, a star region, a galaxy, and even the entire universe...

But only the light of humanity would shine in the dark 40th millennium, and only the light of the Emperor would be beside humanity, like a lamp.

But compared to the Astra Militarum, the relationship between the old and the new in the Chaos Space Marines seemed much more rigid. The Terminators would not respect the troops that were almost annihilated by mortals, but they would chat with the old fearless soldiers who had been sleeping for many years. Even so, there were very few words between them.

As for the Space Marines, they could respect the people who existed when the Star Claws were established, but their arrogance still planted the seeds of unhappiness in their hearts.

Vengar was an outsider, a new soldier (compared to the Terminators), who was rescued by the Huron Master with a group of defeated soldiers. If it were not for the request of the Blackheart King, they would not want to come to that world.

The veterans all thought so. In comparison, the one in the fearless mech was really rare and gentle. After all, he was the instructor in charge of the training of new soldiers before he came.

Tolerance is rare in the Space Marines, let alone the Chaos Space Marines. Without victory, there is no respect. They look down on everything. Seeing the Imperial Guards fleeing in a panic, they labeled those mortals as trash.

After all, it is difficult to make those terrible traitors who have betrayed countless aliens and other brothers in the Chapters be wary of an unknown mortal army, or even a mortal army without armored support.

Unless the words of the Black Heart King are heard, Huron is arrogant? He thinks he can control everything that happens in that world. He thinks he can occupy that world with a large number of vehicles, think tanks, veterans and orbital bombardment, so he let Vengar come to train his troops, which caused such a huge loss.

But Huron will not admit that his plan did succeed a lot, but the decisive general is very hesitant. If they don't take the forest, they can never declare victory.

One week, that is the month when the psychics will hold the magnetic field interference ceremony again, and one week, that is the month when the real decisive battle will take place.

Those astropaths with mutated bodies, eyes or other things, and disgusting think tanks gathered in front of the eight-pointed star burning human oil candles on the ship.

The whispers of the gods, the surge of psychics, their use of witchcraft also has a price, but those prices are more like gifts in the eyes of crazy people, two mouths make him speak faster, spells are accurate, four eyes make him read quickly, and his eyes are like torches.

Eight psychics, eight directions, the psychics of the subspace poured in, silently tearing open the magnetic field of that world, that forest, those interferences, are all obstacles to the power of chaos, and that is also the planetary will of Gondwa VI, the will of loyalty.

When the Terminators felt good, they found that the communication became clearer and the armored auspicious instrument became more sensitive. They walked towards the forest, and other space marines also noticed the situation. Those traitors looked at their commander, Vengar.

The former red born looked at the dark forest. "Go in, brothers, wipe out those mortals. They won, and they sacrificed their gods with the blood of countless mortals in the planetary capital of that world!"

The filthy chaotic language tells the fate of the human beings in that world. The Imperial Guard will always hold the lifeblood of people. Human beings have two choices in that dark universe: fight or die.

For the Terminators, the dark forest there is like red day. The mutated organs and those superhuman implants make it impossible for anything to escape. The auspicious instrument is always constructing the map around them.

If it is not a game, they will open the whole map. How can those mortal bodies kill gods?

The forest, depression, fallen leaves, or rocks and even the flowers, plants and trees there can be seen clearly. The Terminators are all equipped with the most elite technology of the Empire. They are in groups of three, but they are like one person, supporting each other and matching each other, seamless.

No one in that dark universe can defeat them. Even if God comes, he still has to let the Chaos Terminators peel off his skin before leaving!

"345, one."

"248 one."

"14, one."

"The auspicious report is accurate and the signal is good."

"Shoot, bro."

Bang bang bang, tongues of fire suddenly burst out, blood mist erupted in the forest, and the lurking mortals returned to the throne just as they pulled their guns. Alan Bayer at the command center gritted his teeth as he listened to the voice on the radio.

"Codename "Sniper Leg", move!"

Death is not meaningless, so what if the demigods come? In front of the third regiment of Astra Militarum Caddis, even if our Chaos Gods come, we still have to pay the price for touching the Emperor's currency!

The beam of the explosive weapon exploded, and the three Terminators reacted instantly. The heat ray grazed their cheeks, leaving traces on the face of the terrible god of death, and the red flesh was completely cut off. Without their superhuman reflexes, The Terminator is begging to lose one.

And at three points and one line, would the position of those three people allow the Terminator to reach the position of the heat ray gun, and why couldn't the auspicious device detect it?

Because it is not a weapon held by humans, it is covered with thick concrete, exposing the muzzle of the gun, and using a remote control button and the simplest thickened concrete to hinder the detection of the auspicious device.

And this principle can be applied to real people. If the bunker is too big, it will be discovered directly. However, when the auspicious device encounters a 2-meter-thick material, the external structure will be unclear, and the outside of the bunker looks very much like a rock. , and it was the Terminator's arrogance that hurt them.

If those superhumans move forward vigilantly, superhuman senses can detect something good.

In the past, wisdom, sacrifice and the arrogance of the enemy formed that plan. The Terminator veteran touched his cheek and showed an incredulous expression.

But he soon realizes that if there is one trap, there must be a second!

But it was too late. His brother raised his storm bolter and smashed the glorious deflagration weapon into pieces. And the concrete fortress had the fuses of the rechargeable version of mines buried to the east, melta mines!

A violent melt explosion broke out. Such a design would not be detected by the auspicious device. The mines were buried two meters deep, so that the space warriors could not feel them at all, but they could not be buried in the ground like that. Detonation, even remote control won't work, then let them detonate it themselves!

If the small sentry tower is destroyed, the lead wire will feel broken, and a momentary electromagnetic wave will be emitted, causing the anti-armor mine buried two meters east of the ground to explode!

The guy who fired the gun was instantly swallowed by the magma-like ground. Even the Terminator armor couldn't withstand the hot melt explosion at close range!

But the other two Terminators reacted very quickly and instantly teleported away from the target location. The Terminator captain, the one whose cheek was smashed, couldn't help but curse. "Asshole! Those Astra Militarum troops are outrageous!"

Even if he faced loyal space warriors, he had never been in such a mess. There seemed to be traps everywhere in the forest and on the ground!

And just after the teleportation ends, even if it is not a space warrior, it will take an instant to observe the surroundings to judge where they are.

But a moment later, the auspicious device sounded a violent alarm. What kind of trap? It's time for the Imperial Hammer to attack!

Five hundred deflagration guns exposed their muzzles in the forest, three hundred hot melts emitted light, and a thousand long-range beam carbines were used to turn those Terminators into slag. Before those veterans had returned to the world of God, the trees said Discourse. "All fire!"

The bright light shines on the entire forest. Wherever there are ghosts and monsters, there is an entire clearing that has been vaporized by the emperor's anger, and it is clean.

Weingar looked at the communicator, and the three veterans lost contact and came back sluggishly.

It seems that they shouldn't land, they should stay on the ship and pray that those mortals die of old age!

"Everyone retreat, there is someone in the forest!"

Horrible Melta Man, what kind of monster is this? If the Melt can't be solved, let's try it again.