paranoianovel Chapter 261 4th Legion
Chapter 261 4th Legion
In the underground battlefield, the heirs of the Imperial Fists fought brutal hand-to-hand combat with them.
Even more cruel is Ralph. The group of ten people he led were all the genetic seeds of the Iron Warriors. Loyal, iron warriors who serve the Emperor.
The entire underground network was drilled into a mess by termite-level drills. At this time, Ralph was stepping on a temporarily repaired metal floor. The quality was worrying. If he was not careful, he would risk falling into the enemy's tunnel.
"Brothers, this is our battle of revenge." Ralph looked at the soldiers in front of him, most of whom were new recruits. This was the largest battle they had ever fought in their service careers.
"The traitors of the Fourth Legion have once again set foot on our land. No, those people do not deserve to be called the Fourth Legion. We are the Emperor's Fourth Legion. They carefully maintain the ancient appearance and hate the use of psychic powers. , obsessed with steel and machinery, cowards who defected from the Emperor's command and rejected the power of the Warp in the Warp. They are a group of broken-backed dogs who shun their responsibilities.
Those cowards can cut off the mutated flesh, but they can never cut off the rot in their souls. They are not worthy of being called Iron Warriors. "
Ralf raised his war blade high and shouted at his brothers: "Now, let's teach them what steel is. I am wearing strong armor, and my heart is as steel!"
The ancient battle cry of the Fourth Legion was finally uttered from the mouths of the loyal Iron Warriors after ten thousand years. The morale of Ralph's team was high, and then...
Ralph was kicked to the ground.
"Go back." Situ Val kicked Ralph out of the command position and led a group of Imperial Fist warriors to run past the group.
"It's not time for you to attack yet, now is our time."
"No, Great Apothecary." Ralph stood on the ground with one hand and got up from the ground. He was not angry. He was used to Stuart's style. "We are also Primaris warriors loyal to the Emperor. This is why In order to wash away the shame, we demand that we start from the moment we fight back and continue until the blood of all traitors is shed.”
"The military order is like a mountain, Ralph, I am now ordering you to guard the No. 1 underground warehouse. The shame you are talking about starts from the enemy's attack on the No. 1 warehouse. The signal for the beginning of the counterattack is the withdrawal of the enemy's offensive troops from the No. 1 warehouse. ,have you understood?"
The earth trembled again, not because of the termite-class earth drill, but because the Titans of the Dark Mechanicus walked over our heads. The thick earth held up the devastated and broken soil layer, once again protecting the people struggling to survive.
"Answer me, Ralph!"
"I...I...I obey your orders, and the Iron Warriors always obey orders."
Team Ralph took a deep look at the battlefield ahead, and then walked towards the underground warehouse No. 1 without looking back.
There is the Red Torrent. On the entire trap planet, it is the only place that can be said to need to be protected. Warehouse No. 1 contains the most important thing - food.
That is the largest food storage area, and it is the material that the mortals stationed in the fortress rely on for survival. Failure there can directly be equated with strategic failure.
It is a very difficult task for Ralph's team to garrison a huge warehouse. This warehouse is also the most heavily defended. Even orbital bombing will not damage the outer walls of this highest-level warehouse, except for thermal melt.
The termite-class underground drilling vehicle roared underground, passing through layers of steel passages, and then drilled into large warehouses, some of which were underground hospitals and some of which were combat readiness centers. It all depended on luck.
There are also very few earth-boring vehicles left in the Fourth Army. All earth-boring vehicles carried by the vanguard were deployed in the attack on this fortress.
Behind each earth-drilling vehicle is an armored vehicle, which is full of enemies. This is an unstable tunnel. They must follow the earth-drilling vehicle in front closely. "Earthquakes" caused by the movement of Titans above can occur at any time. May cause road collapse.
When the tyrant-type termite underground car broke through the metal barrier and plunged into the precious grain, the laser of the security force had already been sprinkled on the hard body of the car.
The gray shell covered with dirt and gravel was an insurmountable chasm. The traitors hid in the hard body of the vehicle until the armored vehicles following behind rushed to its front. The vehicle-borne heavy explosives began to roar, and the garrison troops emerged from various passages. After pieces of blood exploded from their bodies, the traitors confirmed that there seemed to be no anti-psionic warriors here.
The ten steel warriors got off the large carriage and looked around. Food was piled up like mountains, and hills made of food blocks and protein bars were endless. Looking around, it looked like a sea of clouds entering the world.
"Destroy them."
The armored vehicle crashed into the snow-white mountain peaks. Pieces of food were crushed under the vehicle. The rusty tracks of the underground drilling vehicle flattened the layers of food. The flames spit out by the flamethrower would never go out until the organic matter was burned away.
"Strength is born of steel..."
"?" The ten thousand-year veteran headed by him suddenly raised his head and looked around.
"Steel is born from glory, glory is born from faith, faith is born from will, will is born from strength, strength is born from steel..."
The ancient precepts came from all directions, and the loud sound was like the roar of heavenly soldiers, deafening and enlightening.
The ten men led by Relf formed a classic wing formation. They came from a distance with uniform steps, and the artillery fire continued to fire in two bands.
"Our old commandments?" The ten thousand-year-old veteran suppressed his doubts, turned around and hid behind an armored vehicle, and started shooting at the enemy's eyes.
The direct-fire missile from Relf's chest flew out with smoke and hit the driver's seat of an armored vehicle steadily, paralyzing the entire vehicle there. While the drivers of several other armored vehicles violently slammed after the people they carried got out of the car. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the fragments of the protein bar scattered all over the world like snowflakes. The aroma of food mixed with the strong smell of gunpowder hovered beside the fast-moving vehicle, igniting the anger of the Astartes.
All the recruits in the Red Torrent main force have a common master, his name is Xiaolan.
"Three paces, move forward."
The ten people pushed forward, pressing toward the enemy like a red wall. The breath of death filled every corner of the warehouse.
The small direct-fire missile hit the area on the lower right side of the swaying armored vehicle. The entire track, road wheels, and tractor wheels were blown away. It fell to the ground, and the armor plate rubbed against the ground, throwing out a large number of sparks until It stopped only after crashing into a pile of corpse starch blocks.
The Astartes grew more furious, shouting "Steel! Power in steel!" their weapons firing wildly.
Every Red Torrent warrior with the Iron Warriors gene seed has a variety of external weapons attached to the anti-psionic armor, which is no less crazy than the "suits" of the technical sergeants.
The firepower of the ion storm was so intensive that within ten seconds of approaching the enemy, all the ion bullets were fired.
According to the rules of Red Torrent, Ion Storm uses barrel replacement to solve the problem of barrel overheating. In melee combat, the barrel is almost guaranteed to break, so before melee combat, the gun will be fired until the barrel becomes red. The steel pipe is more than 1,000 degrees Celsius. Very useful against mortals.
After the initial exchange of fire, the Iron Warriors began to use bombs to change the terrain. After fighting with the enemy for so many days, they found that in order to defeat the enemy, they could only collapse a large number of rocks to suppress the opponent, or more than six people. Use the melta gun to fire continuously.
The problem is that they don't have that many melta guns, so they just try to blow up the ceiling above.
The firepower of Ralf's team exceeded the expectations of this group of traitors. All the armored vehicles were quickly turned into scrap metal. The mortals inside charged towards the Astartes. After the initial nine people charged, the Astartes stopped. After shooting, the two sides stood almost face to face.
The Iron Warriors did not continue to confront us head-on. The anti-vehicle bomb exploded in the air a few seconds later, but only made a hole in the ceiling, not even a hole. The expected cracks that spread like spider webs did not appear, and the Iron Warriors began to retreat.
The enemy in power armor ran very fast, leaving only two corpses behind before running back to the Termite-class earth-boring vehicle.
"Start the engine at full power and run them over."
"Spread out, the melta team is ready, cover fire!"
Ralph's order was simple and rude. The two soldiers stepped forward. The brother standing behind him helped them open the mechanical backpack and took out two melta bombs.
The termite-class earth-boring vehicle has been started, and the huge earth-breaking drill has begun to rotate. Even if the heavy mechanical creation has full engine output, it cannot increase to sufficient speed in a short time.
Now, this huge, constantly rotating metal creation with a hot melt spout in front became a metal fortress in Ralph's eyes. Countless ways to break the city appeared in his mind, and he calculated ten attack methods in an instant.
The two members of the melt team attacked the enemy from the left and right. The enemy opened the melt in advance, forcing the soldiers in front of them to retreat.
Ralph stayed still, he believed in his teammates and if they failed, he would be the next melta group.
The termite-class earth-boring vehicle was spitting out molten particles, but it was not dangerous yet. Ralph did not close his adamantine eyelids. He kept telling the two warriors the specific location of the enemy in the communication channel.
Among the wreckage of the armored vehicle, the enemy threw something strange toward this side, which seemed to be a fog-type weapon used to obscure the field of vision.
The members of the Melta Team were walking steadily. They had simulated many attacks in their minds. Just by the noise (engine sound) of the earth drilling machine in front of them, they could install bombs on it with their eyes closed.
The soldier from the melta group on the left stepped into the food pile, and the melta bomb blasted away the enemy's side, severely damaging several transmission rods. The one on the right ran faster and rushed behind the enemy, exploding a thick 's door.
The phase shield generator had no effect, and the Iron Warriors jumped out of the underground drill helplessly. Their only chance now was to use the distance advantage to kill the two members of the Melta Group first.
"I wear strong armor, but my heart is like steel!"
Once again, the ten-thousand-year-old veteran became angry. He shouted at the enemy in front of him, "Did you do this on purpose? Servants of the false emperor."
"Fourth Legion, kill the enemy invaders, move forward!" The traitors were responded to by Ralph's roar. Faced with troops several times larger than their own, the soldiers of the Melta Group advanced instead of retreating, using the barrels of ion storms to mount Holding the enemy's blade, the city-breaking power hammer hit the hole exploded by the melt again and again.
An enemy was hit in the chest and fell backward with a muffled sound. The entire front armor was shattered, while other enemies took the opportunity to grab his arm.
That's right, the Iron Warriors found that their blades couldn't cut through the enemy's armor, and their bullets were helpless, so they decided to catch him.
If one person can't be caught, use two people; if two people can't be caught, use three people.
A bunch of Iron Warriors relied on their numerical advantage to swarm up and restrain the enemy, and even moved and dragged them away from the battlefield before dealing with them.
This was a solution that several war blacksmiths came up with out of desperation.
They dragged the soldier toward the inside of the underground drilling machine, tried to lock the soldier with a heavy magnetic lock, and then repeated their old tricks, squatting at the entrance of the cave to catch people one by one.
The entire battlefield scene became extremely funny. Ralph and his team members felt insulted and yelled angrily.
Just as the enemy was dragging the melta warriors into the drilling rig, the anti-psionic warrior closed his adamantine eyelids.
Ralph threw a large plasma bomb, which was originally intended for the second round of blasting the earth drill.
The plasma exploded under the feet of the warriors, and the blue plasma followed the adamantine armor and enveloped our warriors, then the sides of the earth drill and the enemy's arms.
The Iron Warriors lost their last chance, and the ten thousand-year veteran carefully considered whether to surrender.
Considering the pointlessness, Ralph refused to accept the traitor's surrender.
Death cannot wash away your sinful souls. Cowards who betrayed mankind, your souls will never be reincarnated.
Warehouse No. 1 was shaking, and the enemy called for support. Another termite-class earth-boring vehicle broke into the lower level. Warehouse No. 1 had a total of eighteen floors.
A large number of mortal Shanshan arrived late and ran down again before they could take a breath.
"Leave three teams to guard this area. Do you have bombs? Blow up the entrance of the cave."
Ralph's voice was still cold and emotionless, and he led his team towards the lower level.
The defenders remained silent, silently watching the Astartes leave.
When the last anti-psionic warrior disappeared around the corner, the suppressed anti-psionic power disappeared, and the mortals collapsed and cried.
"Captain! They are all dead, all dead! There are corpses everywhere! They are everywhere!" The young girl was wearing a military uniform. At first, she did not notice the difference. When she finally entered a "safe" environment, Her high-pitched voice splices together indistinct notes and spits them out from her throat without any fuss.
"You, go and observe the location of the bomb." The captain pointed at the pale young man next to him. He had just come out of the field hospital, where there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The Iron Warriors who had just fallen into the ground massacred them. As a survivor, he had just finished vomiting, and his blood and energy had not yet recovered.
"Okay, Captain."
"The answer is, also, don't cry. The Emperor's angel has not gone far yet. There can be no cowardly people in the world of Oslossa 24."
The girl's cry suddenly stopped, tears welled up in her eyes, and her face turned red from holding back. But after a few breaths, she was completely relieved.
"Why! I'm just a tailor. What's wrong with me being cowardly? I can't fight. I don't want to see those... those broken pieces." After saying this, her throat began to feel sour again, and she wanted to vomit. , but there was nothing in my stomach.
"Because if you want to be safe and stable, you have to shed blood and sacrifice. While you are living a peaceful life, we are wandering in the quagmire of war. Okay, go to work and be more cheerful. Now we can take a rest and there is food around. Yes, I can also tell you stories about my youth." This old mortal auxiliary was an Atris volunteer soldier and had been fighting in the north and south with the Eternal Mountain for many years.
He looked at the busy soldiers around him with gentle eyes that cared for his juniors. It was normal for recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time to do this. After all, they were workers in the factory a few months ago.
"Boom~" The violent shaking caused the officer to fall to the ground and hit the back of the girl who was kneeling and crying.
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The battle below is more difficult than Ralph imagined. The enemy has captured most of the area. The bombs thrown from each bunker destroy their weapons. The armor is made of adamantine, and there are hanging missile launchers and explosive bombs. Not so with guns.
"Blood melts in iron, and the body is forged in flames." What came was an entire small war gang. Forty-six steel warriors entered here along the tunnel dug by the earth drill.
The enemies did not scatter in all directions, but formed a phalanx with shields. Bolt guns fired bursts through the shooting holes. The enemies hidden in the phalanx carried more than a dozen power hammers.
Their warband's plan to deal with the anti-psionic warriors was to use a sledgehammer.
If it can't break you open, it will make you confused.
Facing the enemy in this military formation, several soldiers looked at each other and thought that they might activate Belisarius Furnace this time.
Three more people took out strange metal balls from their mechanical backpacks. The previous melta warrior hugged the bomb with a firm look in his eyes.
All the weapons on him have been destroyed, and no one is more suitable for this task than him.
"For the Emperor, the Fourth Legion, for the Emperor, charge!"
Ten adamantine warriors rushed towards the enemy together. The warrior from the melt group rushed the fastest. He walked as fast as flying, closed his adamantine eyelids, held the bomb in his arms, and counted the steps in his heart. Primaris, steel Primaris of the Warriors, hehe, let you have a taste of its awesomeness.
The traitors neatly planted their shields on the ground, and some on the edge put their shoulders and arms on the shields, preparing for impact.
Two enemies turned sideways slightly. Their mission was to put an "enemy terminator" into the military formation, and then immediately close the square formation to withstand the impact of other enemies.
The enemy who is let in will be knocked down by a dozen people carrying sledgehammers, and then they will hit the enemy with the hammer until there is no movement, and then find an opportunity to put another person in.
The warrior who carries the emperor's crown is not easy to mess with at first glance. The traitors don't want to put this guy into the army, but reality does not allow them to choose.
Countless explosives produced layers of shock waves in front of the shield, and the continuous waves were superimposed on each other, as the soldier from the melt group broke through the enemy's shield formation.
The swinging sledgehammer encountered a shock wave-type explosion. This is the impact grenade used by the enemy when the Dark Eldar invaded and fought hand-to-hand with the enemy just after the recovery of the Three Hundred Worlds. After being modified by our heretical technical sergeants (crossed out), it became a weapon of mass destruction.
A spherical shock wave erupted from the center of the enemy's formation. Ralph could observe the spreading shock wave with his naked eyes. The surrounding grain and food bars were torn apart by the violent vibrations of the air, and the powder was swept into the air wave. Throughout the second level, all mortals were crushed to death, yes, crushed to death.
Thousands of tons of grain were slapped towards them like a wall. Whether they were Chaos or loyalists, they all turned into meat pies. The mortals who did not enter the warehouse door luckily escaped with their lives. Their legs were shaking and their pants were completely wet. Thoroughly.
A large number of traitor Astartes were thrown away, and the magnetic locks could not fix their bodies. Six traitors took the initiative to "fly" to the power hammer that destroyed the city. Three of them rolled and stopped at the feet of our soldiers, with their heads attached. The tactical helmet he was wearing was crushed by an adamantine foot.
"Kill them all for the Emperor's sake."
This huge explosion caused a chain reaction that affected the entire Warehouse No. 1. The bomb that had just been installed on the upper floor fell to the ground due to the vibration.
The young man with a miserable look on his face noticed the shift in the position of the bomb when the shock came. He took two steps towards the bomb, trying to correct its position, but was pulled back by the captain.
The violent explosion severely burned the young man's back. He wailed and became confused.
In his ears was the captain's scolding voice with all his strength, "Boy, you don't want your life! If you dare to do this again next time, I will kill you! Do you hear me? You are not allowed to do this next time! I punish you to face the wall and think about your mistakes, do you hear me? Did you hear that?"
The captain roared with all his strength, trying to bring the man back to consciousness, but the young man just opened his mouth, "Captain...ha...Captain, I'm not seriously injured, I...I No...I don't want to go to the hospital, you, you help~~~"
Before he finished speaking, the young heart stopped beating.
The captain took a sharp breath to calm down his emotions and gently placed the body on the ground.
"Marked, bomb burned, allowed to be sent to the Corpse Starch Center."
"team leader!"
"Everyone, listen to me, survive at all costs, if, if it does not conflict with the order." The captain's voice weakened. On the battlefield, how could there be an order that would allow you to survive?
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"Wearing strong armor, my heart is like steel~" From far away, Situ Val heard the roar coming from the warehouse.
It was an annoying war cry, but I never realized how reassuring it was when it came out of my brother's mouth.
Situ Val's pace quickened a bit. The three Titans attacking the fortress have all reached our fortress wall and are using melee weapons to chop down the metal wall. Although the external defense is cut open like tofu, Red Torrent knows that, It's time to fight back.
"Relf, are you still alive? The counterattack is about to begin!"
"Unite together and liberate the entire galaxy!"