Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

After a bombardment, Elin's ship, the Angel of Death, received the focus of anti-aircraft firepower on the surface of the planet Eden. Super-high-energy light spears were bombarded from all over the surface of the planet towards the Angel of Death. At the same time, hundreds of long-range missiles carrying psychic super-explosive warheads were launched from the ground, trying to touch the Angel of Death with a fiery kiss.

Naturally, it did not succeed. The Angel of Death was like a sensitive and timid little girl. After a short period of bombardment, it hastily raised its altitude, away from the near-ground bombardment orbit, and hid far above the high orbit. Both missiles and light spears missed this huge guy who was too fast.

For Elin, this was inevitable. Although Elin never worshipped warships as treasures, he could sacrifice these expensive and hard-won warships without hesitation when necessary, but the Angel of Death was special, because in the belly of the Angel of Death, there was Elin's most precious library.

However, for both sides, this is just a routine. According to the routine, the party with the outer space warship needs to launch an artillery attack, one to show their presence first, and the other to test the other's reaction. The Eldar also launched a counterattack according to the routine. The fierce anti-aircraft firepower told the Chaos warship commanders that if your ground forces have not completely cleared the planet, it is better not to drive your precious warships in the low-altitude orbit to show off your power. If you insist on doing so, we will easily knock your precious warships down. Although the warships have terrible and powerful firepower and heavy armor protection, they are still vulnerable to ground-to-air weapons.

So after the warships bombarded, the rest of the battle was the business of the ground forces.

"But the problem is, we don't know where the enemy is?" Alastor said irritably, "and the enemy is constantly spying on us from various places like a pervert. There are eyes everywhere in the jungle, in the grass, on the hills. These peepers are really annoying. They don't fight with you, and they can't find anyone. What should we do now? Set up camp here and wait for the arrival of follow-up reinforcements? Or think of a way to remove all the eyes around?"

"No, we will move forward directly, leaving only a small number of troops to guard here, and the army will attack this place." As he said this, Ailin drew a circle on the map with his hand, "Occupy this area, this is our next move."

Alastor stared at the map for a long time before asking, "What's in this place?"

"I don't know, looking from the sky, that area There is nothing in this area except the forest, but judging from the current situation, the enemy's camp is likely to be in this area. "

"Maybe? Why? You can't just look at the map, point at it, and say maybe, right?"

"If you pay a little more attention to the battle situation of the advance teams in other areas, you will understand that the Eldar are a very particular race. Fighting on the battlefield is a very cruel thing. Both sides of the battle will do their best to kill the enemy. Who would care about beauty in such a place? But the Eldar will care about this. They have a kind of aesthetic concept similar to paranoia, which makes the Eldar bring their morbid aesthetic concept into everything they do. "Alin smiled and said: "If you look carefully at the locations of the other strongholds, it is not difficult to guess the approximate location of this stronghold. They arranged a very accurate and beautiful picture on the map, just like a blooming flower. So I guess the enemy's base should be in this area. Of course, if possible, I naturally hope to send enough reconnaissance troops to find out the enemy's position, but if I think about it carefully, it seems futile to do so. Our scouts are also believers of the true God. They don't know that preserving themselves and their own intelligence is more important than rushing to kill the enemy. So it is difficult for our scouts to come back after going out, especially when their opponents are the Eldar of Alaitok. At least in this regard, we have no chance to defeat the Eldar. "

Alastair said disapprovingly: "So our warriors have boiling blood and warlike hearts. They are all real warriors. Real warriors are in front of the enemy. They are disdainful of hiding their figures! "

"That's right, so I did it. Don't worry about the bullshit reconnaissance, the tragic strangulation of the reconnaissance troops before the war, and let's get straight to the point. Let's rush directly to the enemy's gate, kick down their gate, and rush in for a massacre!" At this point, Ailin stopped, looked at the humanoid demon beside him and asked, "Alastair, what do you think of this?"

"Uh, I'm not sure, it seems, uh..." Alastair tried to think for a while at this time, but he was soon attracted by the exciting words such as kicking the gate open and massacre. "Of course, very good," Alastair said in great agreement: "I really like your idea, it's direct enough, why bother about so much, just kick the gate open, go in and kill it. "

Then the demon army broke camp without reconnaissance and rushed straight towards the direction of Oak Pavilion.

Li could only stare at the messages constantly sent from the rangers in a daze. To be honest, he had never figured out how the enemy discovered the location of his camp when the information was so asymmetric.

For Li, this is really a puzzling thing. Oak Pavilion is well hidden in the depths of the jungle, and the holographic stance has always been in good condition and continues to operate. Even if The enemy has eyes a hundred times sharper than an eagle. Seen from a high altitude, this area is nothing more than an ordinary jungle. And artificial investigation is even more impossible. The rangers have already completely occupied the information control on the ground, and the regular scout fight has not even begun.

"It's amazing. Why do they know our location?" Li said puzzledly: "It's as if we can easily touch it with our eyes closed. It's expected that the trap didn't work. It can kill the enemy." It is also a good result to force the warships away from the battlefield, but how could they discover our position so quickly? This is really strange. "

Li originally planned to hide for a while, stall for time, and play protracted and guerrilla warfare with the enemy. Not only are the rangers very suitable for this, but this damn war will last for another year, and the psychic storm will It has just started, who knows what will happen later, there is no need to reveal yourself in front of the enemy in such a hurry. But just as this idea took shape in his mind, it was instantly shattered by the cruel reality.

This is too unlucky, what kind of luck? Is it because the God Emperor did not protect these spiritual people?

"Who knows? Those demons always have all kinds of weird fighting methods. It's not strange even if they know the location of our camp." Zhan Zell shrugged and said, "But for us now, the enemy is How they did it is no longer important. No matter how they did it, the problem is that the enemy has already done it. They have now organized the army into a hedgehog, and then turned into a wild boar, just facing us without any sense of aesthetics. The question is how should we respond."

"How else can we deal with it? In this case, we can only fight out." Li sighed and said: "We can't just let the enemy rush to our door so arrogantly. If Oak Pavilion is destroyed, our situation will be very serious. It’s difficult, but I didn’t expect the decisive battle to be so soon. I was going to delay the pace and see how it would be on the big battlefield. By the way, why are you here?”

"Can't I be here?"

"Not really, it's just why you've been following me these past few days."

"I just wanted to see when you could take some time off. You've been busy lately."

"That's true, but it's okay now. Since we have to prepare for a decisive battle, most of the busy work before will be in vain. All we need to do is choose a good battlefield and kill the enemy with all our strength. Well, what next?"

"Are you not busy now?"

"Ah, I'm free now. Sir Zhan En, please tell me if you have anything to say."

Jenn Zell smiled happily, "I think we can give it a try."

"Competition? What do we have to compete with?"

Zhan took out the Executioner from her waist, looked at Li with a smile, and said cheerfully: "Does this need to be said? Of course, I want to compare whether your sword is sharp or my long knife is dangerous."

"No need, right? You are the great Phoenix Lord, and I am just a little war witch. How can I be your opponent?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are dishonest, little war witch. I have heard that your swordsmanship is extraordinary and incredible. Above all, you are an out-and-out genius in swordsmanship." When he said this, Zhan En. Zell's eyes were like a predator seeing its prey, and they were about to start to shine. "Come on, we will know exactly how we fight. Besides, it is not a bad thing to compete with me in swordsmanship. How many tribesmen are eager for this?" The opportunity never came."

Li took a deep breath and knew that he couldn't escape. He immediately smiled, no longer suppressing his inner desire, nodded and said: "Okay, I hope you can give me some pointers on my sword skills."

"Then come with me, let's go to the Samurai Hall."