Amid the warning whistle of the air defense team, the rapacious vultures stationed in the No. 7 stronghold took off one after another, came to the cliffs on both sides of the stronghold, and began to use bullets and missiles to attack the climbing snakes and insects. At this time, it happened to be the time when these creatures were most vulnerable. They had no means of counterattack when attacked, so they could only scream and fall down.
Six Storm Claws used their weapons to lock the climbing pythons, and then plasma missiles occurred.
Accompanied by the shining blue light, the pythons were not only blown to pieces, but the claws used to climb the cliffs also lost their strength and were even beaten to pieces, and could only wail and fall into the abyss.
In just ten minutes, Tyron's assault troops were wiped out and died faster than the frontal sea of ​​insects.
"Company Commander, Tyron on the front did not continue to attack."
Hearing Jacob's words, Bahram had no expression on his face, but he just nodded.
"Let the soldiers take a quick break, replenish ammunition for automatic weapons and defense turrets, and report the ammunition loss to me as soon as possible."
"Yes, I'll go right away."
After Jacob ran out of the command post, Bahram also walked to the terrace and looked up at the sky.
Wherever you look, you can see the huge shadow outlines of the Tyron Bioship.
"I hope the fleet goes well, this place is now a Jedi..."
After muttering to himself for a while, Bahram decided to inspect the wall and give the soldiers some confidence. So after calling a soldier to look at him, he turned around and picked up the broken horned evil star and hung it on his waist, and walked down the stairs toward the wall.
"Uncle, what's this?"
Opening the iron lunch box that was sent down on it, Xiao Feidun used a spoon to lift the sticky liquid inside, and watching the small pearl-like particles slowly falling along the light gray track, his face was filled with dismay.
But Hayes opposite him stuffed it directly into his mouth, then nodded while chewing.
"Well, the taste is very good, you can try it."
“Really fake…”
At this time, the cook who distributed the lunch boxes came over, sat on the ammunition box beside him, and said while eating his own:
"I don't know the goods. This is a special product from the garden world. It is specially cultivated for those high-ranking priests and nobles to enjoy. It is called pearl rice. If you didn't come here to fight, you, a pig, will never be able to eat this fine bran in your life."
"Blowing so much-"
Xiao Feiton curled his lips, then scooped a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.
The next moment, his eyes flashed, and the imperial classic folk music "Terra Wanli Palace Wall" sounded in his mind. At that moment, he seemed to be wearing only a pair of beach shorts and jumped down from a high place into a blue ocean. While he was flooded by the refreshing sea water, he was also surrounded by countless wet and smooth pearls.
"This, this is simply!"
Then he scooped a few spoons, and showed a happy expression as Hayes smiled and ate.
"This taste is really amazing! How can the grains have this taste? It's so sweet!"
"Otherwise, it's a special supply of grain. I heard from my cousin who works in the General Logistics Department that after collecting the entire planet, I got more than 200 tons. The adult directly sent all of you big-headed soldiers to eat."
"Will there be any more in the future?"
"Do you think you're traveling?"
Hayes smiled and shook his head, picked up a fork and forked the heated pieces of meat from the can and put them into his mouth.
"This is a war. There are delicious foods now. I'll eat ration sticks every day after a while."
"Uncle, I think this Tyron is nothing. The number is quite intimidating, but they will still be wiped out if they shoot."
"Well, the command center has been arranged well and its deployment is very targeted. If we follow the Imperial Standards and Tactical Regulations, maybe we are still fighting with Tyron on the wall. More importantly, our firepower is too strong and has far exceeded the standards of the Imperial Star Army."
Hearing this, Xiao Feiton put down the lunch box that had been licked clean by him and asked curiously:
"Uncle, did your firepower have been poor before?"
“Is it bad?”
Hayes smiled bitterly, put down the spoon, and touched the eye mask with his hand.
"At that time, our company had only two machine guns, and the infantry had only one gun, a bayonet, and 6 grenades. When we started, we rushed forward with our guns."
As he said that, Hayes gradually fell into memories and his voice became low.
"...Even if we just cultists with simple weapons, we have to exchange their lives. Even fire support and air support are just like dreams... If we encounter Chaos Space Marines, more people will die, one class after another... When facing the most terrifying metal demon, even if there is only one gun left, it will be nailed to the position... You can't understand what it feels like to have only bayonets to fight against the enemy in desperate situations... I'm very glad you don't need to go through these."
"Uncle, have you ever encountered that legendary soldier king at that time?"
"Soldier King? What..."
"It's the kind of people in propaganda that can defeat the enemy's army."
"Ha, this kind of person...what must be said, our regiment had the honor to fight side by side with the Second Regiment of the Katachang Jungle Warriors. I'm not sure if they are the King of War, but whether it is Colonel Stryker, Shiyahake, or Ma Bo, they can all be called warriors who fight hundreds of warriors."
"Wow, I really praise it-"
Hayes, who lowered his head, did not notice the change in Xiao Feiton's face and the movement of standing up.
Not only him, but all the soldiers around him put down what was in their hands and stood attentively and saluted in one direction.
"This company commander, have you participated in the Great Vortex Expedition?"
Hearing this thick voice, Hays suddenly raised his head and realized that he was covered by a huge shadow. He quickly put down the box and turned around to salute.
"grown ups!"
The one who appeared in front of him was a Space Marine wearing silver-gray armor. She did not wear a helmet, had a young face and a smile. It was different from the hard temperament of most Space Marines. It had a very unique gentleness. Combined with the neatly cut hair, it had a scholarly demeanor.
Standing here was Bahram. He had been patrolling all the way before. When approaching Hayes' company, he heard Hayes's words and immediately became interested. Although he knew that the Legion had recruited many retired soldiers from the Great Vortex, it was the first time he had encountered it himself.
"Didn't you disturb everyone's meals? Don't you have to stand there, continue, continue."
Bahram smiled and waved his hand. The soldiers around him returned to their original positions, but no one dared to speak. They just looked at the Space Marine carefully while eating silently.
"Where are your troops?"
"Report to the commander, this company is under the Second Battalion of the 73rd Regiment of the 13th Division of Kermansha! Company Commander Hayes Bartori!"
"Company Commander Hayes, no need to be restrained. I just came over to inspect the situation of various positions and happened to hear you talk about the past service."
Hayes put down his hand and replied cautiously:
"Return to the commander, I served in the 310th Infantry Regiment of Abu Bakari, and the commander was Alni Morales."
“Arni Morales…”
Bahram paused for a moment and remembered the name.
Chapter completed!