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Chapter 966 321. Battle of Connaught (3, 3k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 966 321. Battle of Connaught (3, 3k)

Balk could have sworn to the Emperor or anyone he knew that when the wind roared in from the other side of the wasteland, he began to inevitably tremble.

He didn't want to hide this, he didn't want to hide it from anyone. The education he received did not include lying to himself. It would be sad enough if a person was a habitual liar. If he lied to himself

In short, he believed that honesty was not something to be blamed for.

The company commander closed his eyes, took a deep breath and retreated into the trench. He heard constant panting in his ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw a soldier stroking the U-shaped seal on his helmet while silently reciting the words "Ou"

The name of Trama.

Balk patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

The correspondent's voice came from the communication channel. He could not see the situation on the battlefield, so his voice was relatively calm: "The orbital bombing will begin immediately."

After hearing these words, his mood finally calmed down a little.

At the same time, an order came directly from his superiors in the communication channel: "Retreat to the city and prepare for defense according to the lines established on the Avenue of Heroes! The Astartes are about to take over the battlefield outside the city!

"

"That thing is indeed something we can't handle."

Balk muttered, it was difficult for his pride to admit this, but he had to admit - how were they going to deal with a hundred-meter-tall rotten monster? The light gun in his hand could only scratch that thing.

itch.

After the order was issued, they began to withdraw into the city quickly and orderly. Through the window of the personnel carrier, he saw dozens of Land Raiders that had been deployed early in the morning passing them.

For no reason, Balk felt a calmness that did not belong to him rise from his heart. He didn't know where this calmness born of courage came from, but he couldn't help but smile.

"May the Emperor bless you," he said softly.

——

"I think the quadruple laser cannon will definitely not be able to cause damage to that thing."

Iron Snake, Tekario, the heavy fireman of the Priad team, said these words inside the rumbling Land Raider.

His voice was accurately captured by the Land Traveling Titan, and was immediately sent to the ears of his brothers. If it had been in the past, I'm afraid they would have had to talk to each other at the top of their lungs.

Tecalio was an active, young brother in this newly formed team. His words attracted the attention of company commander Bach, who shook his head, and spoke amid the bumps and shakes.

"Don't be so pessimistic."

He warned solemnly, his disapproval evident in his tone.

"Even if a quadruple-mounted laser cannon doesn't work, then a salvo can. If a salvo doesn't work, then a twin-pack of heavy explosive bombs can fire a salvo? If they don't work, what else can we do?

There are orbital bombardments to call in."

"Don't be too harsh on him, company commander."

Pharmacist Chesterton's hoarse voice sounded over the communication channel.

"Young people are always like this. They like to talk and talk to express their character and liven up the atmosphere. You should give him some encouragement. I don't want to see Tecalio become a taciturn and gloomy person like you.

"

Bach did not speak, but everyone knew that the eyes under his visor were probably staring at the pharmacist. Two battle brothers laughed, and the brother responsible for driving the Land Raider was one of them.

While laughing, he controlled his beloved tank to run over the decaying bones of the walkers. The sound of explosions was heavily covered by the sound of the tracks operating, and the engine roared, echoing continuously in the rear cabin.

The pilot smiled and didn't stop. The readings were displayed accurately in his eyepiece, which allowed him to no longer have to watch those complicated displays at all times, and because of this, he could also start teasing their company commander.

Already.

"That's true, Captain. You have been wandering on the first bridge every day for half a month, trying to meet the captain. If you have Tecalio's language talent, you don't have to be serious when the captain asks you what the weather is like today.

Tell him there's no weather on the Revenge."

Bach was silent for a long time, and then he said something amidst the suppressed laughter of his brothers: "Those who kill the fewest enemies will not be allowed to enter the simulation cabin or contact the reserve forces for training for one natural month."

The laughter was immediately replaced by silence.

Five minutes later, they arrived at their destination. The rear hatch opened, and the twelve Iron Snakes of the Pullyard team began to jump off one by one, fully armed and alert. Bach was the last one to walk out of the hatch.

Before leaving, he knocked on the back of the driver's seat as usual.

"I know, company commander." The brother in charge of driving told him. "Don't forget Puyard."

"Don't forget Puyard."

Bach nodded to him and jumped out of the Land Raider. The tank immediately left and rushed to the front line of the battlefield. It would bombard the monster with other tanks and heavy firepower, but they had other tasks.

There was more than one monster in that gust of wind.

"go ahead."

Bach issued his first battlefield order after arriving in Connaught: "According to the instructions of the think tanks, we need to walk 4,300 meters and be prepared. They must be waiting."

Moving forward, the land-walking titan's steel boots heavily rolled over the mutilated corpses created by the Ultramar auxiliaries. Some of the tenacious walking zombies were not dead yet. They wailed and wanted to inject germs into them through the steel.

body, but all it got was a heavy crushing.

Bach keenly noticed that the stench coming from their bodies was slowly forming a dark green mist, which meant that the Black Tower's position was losing its stability.

This is not good news.

Six minutes later, relying on their strong bodies and the power assistance of the land-moving Titan, they arrived at their destination. Here was a high slope, the natural scenery was completely destroyed, the soil was wrapped in a thick carpet, and maggots were crawling on the rotting plants.

Everything here is evil and blasphemous.

"As expected." Chesterton said seriously. "The efforts of the think tanks were not in vain. The power of the abominable plague has penetrated even the Black Tower can't completely stop it?"

"Maybe, but here we are. They want to use point-to-point infiltration to solve the Black Tower's position, but we will not let them do it. Battle brothers have gone to check every penetration point of the position."

After saying this, Bach turned his head and nodded to young Tecalio. The latter stepped forward and the flamethrower in his hand began to operate. Bright flames began to burn on the carpet, and they silently and hatefully

He watched this scene, but did not relax his vigilance at all.

This vigilance saved Bach's life.

He heard a slight buzzing sound, which was extremely annoying, like a fly spreading its wings. His reaction speed made him immediately realize what the sound meant, and then he took a step back suddenly, avoiding the creature from the germ carpet.

attacks occurred.

A rusty and dirty blade was thrust out from under the fungus carpet, and a figure wearing armor but still looking extremely swollen opened the fungus carpet and was revealed. Tekario immediately diverted the fire, but the thing was covered in

The rotting human skin allowed the flames to dissipate.

A deep laughter sounded: "We have been waiting for a long time, believers in the false emperor."

"shut up!"

Chesterton roared angrily. He didn't say more. He threw the Ocean Spear and penetrated the swollen figure's body at lightning speed. It groaned lowly, and turbid yellow pus flowed from it.

A gurgling flow came from the punctured wound on his belly, but the highly toxic miasma also came with it.

It quickly retreated at a speed that was incompatible with its size, and then, from behind the carpet, more swollen figures with armor slowly emerged.

Bach tightened his grip on his bolter and did not fire immediately. The twelve Iron Snakes of the Priad team gathered together back to back. The land-walking Titan's back began to glow, and the twelve runes began.

Appearing at the same moment, the deadly miasma that had been weakened once by the stance was weakened again, and the dark green mist completely dissipated.

A voice full of lamentation sounded: "It's always like this, you always refuse. Your ruthless God Emperor asks you to come to die, but you know nothing about it. And for the gift given by our generous grandfather, you

He also refused along with it."

"Can rot be called a gift? You are so shameless. The Emperor used his wisdom to shape your bodies, but you betrayed him. What shame do you have standing here?"

Tecalio retorted, his energy showing its best use at this moment, and Bach began to secretly admire his eloquence in his heart.

The swollen figure holding the huge rusty chain sword didn't care at this moment. He shook his head. The scars on the infamous dark green power armor seemed to squirm. The Death Guard sighed, and the ferocious horn above his head gently

shake.

"You won't understand. Bathing in holy filth is a kind of torture that relieves pain. The world is full of cruelty and coldness, but the embrace of the loving Father embraces us. He wraps us with His power and makes us happy.

We no longer suffer. But you."

He sneered, and his laughter was full of hoarseness and frustration caused by being wrapped in sticky phlegm: "You don't understand, so let's spread pain and use violence to speak."

"It should have been like this a long time ago, you damn traitor!" Tekario cursed and put the flamethrower back behind his back, and a rune flashed away, making it stick firmly to his back.

From his waist, he pulled out a bolter, the Givadoron-style enchanted magazine gleaming.

Bach nodded to him, then raised his gun, and half a second later, his order sounded together with the sound of the gun.

"Fire!"

update completed.

(End of chapter)