"What the hell, why didn't I report that there were so many enemies during the previous reconnaissance?"
Colonel Acat re-evaluated the situation and his tactical arrangements, and then realized that if this level of human sea continued to press on the team from all directions, the 99th Kadian Regiment would be defeated.
Now all the tanks were lined up in a steel wall, leaving no space between vehicles. Explosive bombs tore the crowd apart, but individual madmen still passed through the defense line, like water seeping through the cracks in a dam.
Although the main gun of Leman Russ is firing, it cannot shoot at targets that are too close, and it cannot keep firing all the time - the barrel of Leman Russ has a limited life, and continuous firing can easily damage the barrel. This place can
There are no parts for them to replace.
"Stop!"
Colonel Acat gave the order and then connected the artillery line.
"The Flying Dragon Squad (self-propelled artillery, based on Chimera, equipped with four storm fragmentation mortars), organize a barrage of Xu Jin, three bases, start covering one hundred meters in front of our army, keep firing, and wait
Further orders, Cerberus, move to the second row of the formation and prepare to break into the front."
A few minutes passed, and the battlefield became a noisy place. In addition to the violent roars of the thugs, there were various sounds from laser guns, the intermittent low roar of heavy explosive bombs, and the roar of the tanks' engines changing positions.
There is not enough space left for tanks, and it is even more difficult to maintain the formation while changing positions, but Cadian drivers have completed more sophisticated maneuvers in the narrow terrain of urban warfare.
The variants of Leman Russ retreated one after another, making room for the Cerberus to advance.
Afterwards, an even more intense storm roared in.
That was the breath of steel when the twin-linked wyvern storm fragment mortars fired, and the roars heralded death falling from the sky.
The three self-propelled guns fired continuously, so close together that the artillery fire seemed to merge into one big tide.
The shells drew an arc above the formation. They first flew high into the sky, then swooped down, and pounced on the ground with a hungry scream. Their tone was as sharp as a sharp blade, cutting through the roar of the mob.
Equipped with an automatic targeting system similar to that of the Hydra anti-aircraft tank, and able to focus on continuous close-range searches for enemy infantry, the machine spirits of these vehicles are known for their distinctive malevolence - they always
are actively seeking out the densest or most vulnerable groups of enemies to target, sometimes even being unable to control them by their own crews.
Colonel Acat counted down the hours until the fragments would fall.
"Now."
The moment he spoke was the precise moment when the explosion shook the air.
A metal storm of more than a hundred meters swept through the crowd, as if there was an "iron rain", turning the main film area into a bloody slaughterhouse.
Within seconds, the air was replaced by flying broken steel. The fragments were dense and unstoppable, just like the smoke and dust kicked up by an explosion.
Colonel Acat heard screams, human screams, and something else.
Although the sound is fleeting, it shows a power more powerful than anger.
This power continued to show, the cannons roared continuously, and the shells screamed like rain.
Then the explosion began to spread forward, with flashes of smoke and dust, and the screams of enemies in the fragmentation storm.
The smoke of gunfire drifted across the battlefield, mixing with the stench of blackened flesh and blood, making it almost suffocating.
Colonel Acat couldn't help but smile. He breathed in the pungent smoke and tasted the taste of victory.
This is the power of steel.
"Cerberus."
He then picked up the radio.
"Lead us forward and scorch the land."
The Cerberus fire-breathing tank moved forward, commanding the Chimera to follow the team, and the troops entered the hell they created with their own hands.
At this time, the day faded into the changing dusk, and the terrain beneath everyone's feet was broken, covered with corpses and soaked in blood, like a swamp.
Suddenly, Cerberus released a burst of fire, drying the ground, burning corpses into dust, and igniting any enemies that rushed into the gap.
Further behind, the bipedal flying dragon continued to fire, and the barrage advanced, leaving footprints of massacre one after another.
Colonel Acat waited until he judged that there was no living thing within a kilometer of him. The smoke and carnage had undoubtedly weakened the mob and the pressure on the flanks had eased.
"Well done, Wyverns, switch to low-speed fire mode, let's see what we can do with the momentum you brought, Cadian, move forward! Fight off the enemies here!"
The vehicle began to accelerate, and the breeze blew against his cheeks. Colonel Acat heard the radio operator calling him again, so he leaned back inside the tank and closed the top compartment.
"What's wrong?"
"This is a communication from the headquarters, Colonel. It seems that the Soshiyan Chapter Commander of the Astral Knights is on his way."
Colonel Acat nodded and sat down in front of the radio.
The Astral Knight also came, faster than he predicted. He had hoped to be closer to his goal before then.
Although somewhat anachronistic, once the Space Marines arrive, the glory of victory will be turned to them, and the Cadian will be reduced to a minor footnote in the war - if they are mentioned at all.
"Tell the headquarters that we have occupied favorable terrain and are defeating the attacking enemy. If necessary... we can turn around and participate in the siege of the fortress."
While waiting for the command's reply, he squeezed into the seat in front of the strategy table. The Chimera drove over the uneven terrain. Colonel Acat felt the bumps and happily thought that maybe some of the hills were the remains of the empire's enemies and were being destroyed.
Flatten.
Chimera's speed feels good. There is a fierce battle ahead, but he is already sure of the enemy's situation.
The 99th will defeat any Chaos reinforcements, and he will show the Astartes what unenhanced humans can accomplish. After all, they are not mortals, and Cadian never breeds mediocre people.
Then he frowned at the radio operator:
"Why did it take so long?"
"I don't know, sir."
"Atmospheric interference?"
"I can hear them for a while, and then I can't hear them, and the transmission signal doesn't weaken."
"Turn on the loudspeaker and let me listen.
The correspondent flipped a switch, and a crackling sound of electricity came from the radio speaker.
Colonel Acat felt uneasy.
"Keep trying."
After saying that, he opened the top hatch again, wanting to experience the sights and sounds of the battle going on smoothly.
Smoke and thunder shrouded the surroundings, and the air was filled with the smell of pungent exhaust gas and burning promethium. In front of his eyes, the fierce tongues of fire of the hellhound illuminated the darkness.
The wyvern is still firing, but the rate of fire has slowed down, and the arcs of death are separated by long beats.
The Leman Russ had room to fire its main gun, and some tanks fired forward. The shells landed in the distance and were barely visible, but Colonel Acat knew they had hit their target.
Unless these thugs suddenly change their tactics, there is no chance of the Cadian defeat.
On the flank, the infantry was also beating up the enemy. Colonel Acat used the radio to inquire about the situation with the officers in the queue, and received the reply that the damage was minor.
Their counterattack lasted for twenty minutes and finally completely defeated the crowd.
Those people did not retreat, but they were unable to attack because they were all dead, and the ground was blasted into pits, making it difficult to pass quickly.