"This is--"
In Alni's shocked gaze, a bald warrior holding a terrifying sword in his hands strode across the battlefield. His upper body was not protected at all, and his whole body was stained with blood. Combined with the scars all over his body, it was like a sacred power that gave him the mark of not fearing the rain of bullets.
Then he swung a knife, and a heresy was beheaded, and another heresy was cut open in the chest.
Without any skills or any unnecessary movements, he seemed not to be killing people, but simply cutting meat.
Arni suddenly remembered the friendly troops mentioned by his superiors. He should have waited for the other party to arrive before launching a counterattack, but he was in advance. However, now it is not the time to consider these times. As the surrounding enemies disintegrate, he finally has time to issue orders to the surrounding companies.
"Reinforcements are here!"
Alni shouted in the communicator.
"attack!"
Although the fatigue caused by the elimination of the medicine began to sweep his body, Alni still rose to attack the nearest target. The heresy tried to turn around to face him, but he had already set off his sword.
The blade pierced into the other party's neck without any obstacles, causing the roar in the dirty throat to stop.
Arni punched the thing in the face full of heresy symbols, then drew his sword and stabbed it into the enemy's heart again.
After being attacked from both sides, the heretic army finally lost its courage, scattered in birds and beasts, splitting into a group of mobs who only care about how to escape, but they could not escape no matter what.
Alni wiped his face with a handkerchief, then took the kettle and drank it hard.
At this time, several reinforcements officers came over, and the leader was the soldier holding a double sword. Alni had already learned their identity from the regiment flag.
Bronte 9th Infantry Regiment
The Brontë Infantry Regiment is also called the Long Sword Regiment, which comes from their unique culture. This unique regiment comes from the Brontë World in the Gorgna Bay Area of ​​the Kalisses Star District. Although violent incidents occur frequently in this world, the residents of Brontë are extremely self-disciplined.
The Brontese loves all kinds of blades far more than ranged weapons. This weapon will also leave various scars in various large-scale ritual duels, and this scar will be proudly displayed by the Brontese as a symbol of warriors' heroic battle and rich experience. However, there are several scars that are symbols of humiliation: whether they are whipped to punish criminals or cut by the blade to escape war, the scars on the warriors' backs are generally considered as symbols of disgrace.
In this cultural atmosphere, a Bronte soldier would openly display his scars and carry their favorite blades with them. As they survived a battle, new blades would be added to their collections. From the scars on his hands, arms, torso and face, as well as swords tied to his armor, many astral legions from more civilized areas would consider them as savages similar to Katachang, but in fact, the Brontes came from crowded nests, so they were very good at narrow terrain and city combat, which was the opposite of Katachang.
The man stood three meters in front of Arni with his blood. Although his swords were held behind him, they still aroused the guards' vigilance. Arni noticed the battle marks and tattoos on the other party's face, which had a strong style of the Nest Gang.
After looking at Arni for a while, the man tilted his head and said in a weirdly tone of Gao Gothic:
"Abubakari 310th Infantry Regiment."
Arni nodded and reached out.
"Yes, I am Colonel Alni Morales, the regiment commander, thanks to the 9th Infantry Regiment of Bronte for their support."
But the man did not shake hands with him, but glanced at the guard beside Alni, and then said coldly:
"These are good soldiers and they fight great."
Then he pointed to a wounded soldier who was wailing on the ground not far away.
"These are just a bunch of garbage. If we don't come, you may win or lose."
Although he knew what the other party was saying was the fact, it was his own group after all. Arni coughed lightly and withdrew his hand awkwardly and said:
"They are all good soldiers who can kill the enemy bravely on the battlefield. They just lack experience, just fight two more battles."
The man's eyes moved to the sword in Arni's hand, and then looked at the blood on his body.
"Although reckless, I dare to come forward and fight the enemy in person. You are a warrior. The Brontes respect the warrior. My name is Yapi Pinto, and some people call me four-armed mantis."
Then he pointed to the sword in Arni's hand.
"It's beautiful, but not practical, you should change to a more lethal sword."
"This is a relic of my ancestors, and I will take it to witness glory."
Alni thought he had already cultivated himself well, but if this barbarian continued to find fault, he would really get angry.
"Glory is taken from the knife, not the man brings the knife glory."
Throwing this sentence down will turn around and leave.
Arni rubbed his nose and shook his head. He really couldn't understand the other party's rude words and deeds, but he probably guessed that the other party should be from the bottom of his hometown.
Then he threw the matter aside, summoned the communications soldiers, and immediately reported to his superiors that they had completely wiped out the remaining troops and occupied the land again. Then he ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and search for the exposed underground water supply pipe entrances.
All the holes were found soon, and some heretic soldiers tried to escape with this, but they were all caught and cruelly executed. The soldiers were already red in their eyes at this time, and as long as the enemies who were not breathing their breath were killed, they would be killed with bayonets.
Some of them wanted to plunder the deceased, but were immediately stopped by the political commissar. Nothing on the heretics was allowed to be confiscated privately. They could only be destroyed with the heretics' corpse, and the private hiding person would be executed immediately - however, some soldiers still wanted to escape with the lucky mentality, but they did not expect that the political commissars would search after the war, so the exposed unlucky guy was executed immediately.
After receiving the news of the occupation, other troops on the front immediately took action, a Kadian mechanized infantry regiment and an armored regiment quickly passed through the gap, and the 9th Bronte infantry regiment also used the water supply pipes to quickly move to the rear of the enemy lines that were still resisting, and launched a raid on the heretic army.
A few hours later, a small victory turned into a big victory. The advancing armored forces broke through an area node of the Red Pirates with lightning speed, destroying the enemy's frontier command and a logistics warehouse. The enemy troops on the entire front were completely defeated, which triggered a chain reaction in the surrounding area. It was not until the blood snake demon's Chaos Space Marines dispatched in groups to launch a raid on the empire's vanguard that the offensive was temporarily blocked, but at this time the empire's farthest troops were approaching the border of the middle nest.
However, these have nothing to do with the 310th Infantry Regiment of Abu Bakari, because the order they received was to temporarily station in place, carry out renovations and wait for subsequent orders.
Chapter completed!