The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 385 373. Living Forest (3)

When the vigorous figures of the Pereman disappeared into the jungle, the Imperial soldiers could no longer sleep peacefully. They did not know when the enemy would attack again, although the commander had arranged for double the sentries and requested flamethrowers. Burning those damn vines, but the tense soldiers could hardly fall asleep again. In the second half of the night, everyone held their guns and armor, watching the bright star once again emerge from the horizon of the planet. Rise up.

After the sun rose, the soldiers left their camp in a daze. Most of the recruits did not recover at all. Only a few veterans understood that they must have a good sleep, otherwise they will die faster tomorrow.

The soldiers of the 22nd Panzergrenadier Regiment were relatively lucky. Since their troops were relatively close to the interior areas, the battle last night did not affect them much. Most of them still had a good sleep, but just in case Just in case, the group leader still gave them a whole pot of mocha coffee for breakfast.

However, good luck is relative. Just when the soldiers of the Grenadier Corps were feeling lucky that they had not been attacked, they received bad news. Since the soldiers who rested outside the fort yesterday did not get a better sleep last night, the regiment commander decided to let them temporarily stay at the camp this morning, and the task of continuing to advance the front was given to the regiments resting deep in the fort.

After everyone heard the news, they couldn't help complaining and cursing the superiors in the castle army. After all, no one wanted to go into the man-eating jungle now. Every step forward might lose their life. However, the major and lieutenant colonel of the 33rd regiment did not say anything. After all, they were not unlucky last night, and they were all unlucky now. The emperor was fair, and he could not make anyone more unlucky or less unlucky.

As a result, the soldiers of the Panzergrenadier Regiment could only leave with the other Astra Militarum soldiers, and the relatively safe fortress came to yesterday's site. The only thing that makes people feel more at ease is that at least they no longer need to use chainsaws and axes to chop. Due to yesterday's problems, now the seismic cannon and the white phosphorus incendiary bombs of the Air Force will clear an open road for them, which is convenient. They attacked the city on the island.

The soldiers were waiting for everyone, holding their laser rifles or plasma tightly. They hid behind the Chimera and Leman Russ, waiting for the whistle of war to blow.

The major stood on the roof of the Chimera armored vehicle, looking at the scene in front of him and listening carefully to the sounds around him. As the sound of tearing the air got closer and closer, the Valkyrie ground attack aircraft flew over their heads. Napalm bombs, white phosphorus fire bombs, and even small virus bombs that dissolved organic matter were all sprinkled in front of them, wantonly destroying all living things in front of them. Behind the ground attack aircraft, a large number of seismic cannons and ground-shaking cannons also began to attack. In extreme cases, these terrifying shells can even penetrate the earth's crust directly, triggering small-scale earthquakes, or simply blowing up a huge The pit can easily turn everything into ashes.

"No one can survive this, right? Major."

The major smiled bitterly after listening to the comforting words of a soldier next to him. Facing the aliens, they couldn't use human thinking, because those guys weren't even considered human beings.

Castle type, the legion commander fell silent looking at the results of the bombing above the Meditator. The enemy actually deployed a large number of defenses in the forest. Not only did some vines suddenly leap from the trees and shot down several Chimeras, but also Those trees seemed to have void shields, although they stubbornly resisted part of the bombing.

The unwilling fortress commander also wanted a new batch of Valkyries to bomb again, but the quartermaster said that they had spent too much ammunition in order to bomb a passage closer to the enemy city.

The Valkyries have spent all their ammunition, but they have no way to completely reach the middle of the forest and can only stop here. The artillery can no longer continue fighting. Their remaining shells will be used in the next battle, and they cannot waste a large number of shells on an indiscriminate bombardment of a forest.

The commander could only sigh after hearing this. After all, what the quartermaster said was right. Their ammunition had to hit real aliens. Fortunately, the bombing was not completely useless. At least it had created a rough road for the armored troops and soldiers to move forward.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!!”

The silver whistle blew at the mouth of every town committee member, and the crisp whistle signaled the beginning of the battle. Tanks and armored vehicles began to advance, their huge bodies and iron footsteps crushing the blackened charcoal and the earth that was about to be burned into pottery. Behind them was the Emperor's hammer, the Astra Militarum Legion. The soldiers gathered tightly around the armored troops and looked warily at the relatively intact trees around them.

Although these trees appeared to be half-dead on the outside, they still did not dare to take them lightly, not knowing when enemies would appear from inside.

The laser gun was pointed at the dead branches and leaves, alert to whether there would be enemies inside. After they had advanced for dozens of kilometers, the only sound all around was the sound of dead branches and leaves blowing by the wind, and the unpleasant burning smell. It seemed that everything had dissipated along with the air raid.

The soldiers seemed to relax a little bit, after all, the firepower coverage just now was too fierce. Logically speaking, perhaps no one could survive this situation. Some soldiers have lowered the muzzle of their guns slightly. They have been holding the guns for too long. Although their arms are supported by the motionless exoskeleton, they are still very sore (unexpectedly, Big Head is actually equipped with a very simple exoskeleton, mainly at the joints and waist, but according to the art style released by GW in the 1990s, it feels like some plastic hoops are clamped together. I have seen it in the novel, but I really can't find the picture).

However, the veterans have not relaxed yet. Although they have lowered their guns slightly, they are still vigilantly looking around. After all, these veterans who have survived at least three battles are all veterans. Some of them are even about to retire. As long as they can survive this time, they can be nobles on the Star Army planet and eat delicious food and drink spicy food.

The major of the 33rd Regiment is also such a role, so this time, he is more serious than ever. He looked carefully at the surrounding woods and suddenly felt something was wrong, because he found that some trees were a little bit wrong, as if they were too bright, and those trees seemed to be... moving.

The major immediately lowered his head after thinking about it and yelled at the driver

"Turn the barrel to the six o'clock direction! Fire a shot at the woods! I think I saw something!"

After hearing this, the driver immediately manipulated the Chimera's turret to rotate, and the large-caliber laser cannon immediately aimed at the woods. After a warm-up, the red laser immediately hit the tree.

"Bang!!!"