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Chapter 1740 The Unyielding Iron Army (Part 2)

Just as the mortal servants of the Red Pirates were charging towards the Cadian Fortress, a leader of the Red Pirates stepped out of a Thunderhawk. His majestic figure dwarfed the warriors beside him, and his red armor was covered with

An evil symbol, but there are four eyes on the fan-shaped helmet. The corpse-like white color is revealed through the slits of the eyes. The joint between the helmet and the torso reveals a gleaming slender tentacle, and the sticky pink limbs twist.

Moving, whipping the air with his own unhealthy will.

The leader then pressed a finger to his ear, seemingly digesting the transmission being passed to him.

"We are already attacking, don't rush! Those who die are not your people!"

Suddenly, the tentacles on the heretic's neck twisted with a roar.

"If you don't like it, don't get out of my ears!"

After turning off the communicator, he looked at a soldier beside him.

"In half an hour, we must capture this place."

"Shoot those tanks!"

Under Decaan's regimental banner, Garlan Salomon shouted the order, which echoed around the fort.

"Be sure to get rid of them!"

It is not that there are no anti-armor weapons in the fortress, but he has resisted letting them fire until now, just to destroy some of them as much as possible. Perhaps firing at a longer distance can force the opponent back, but the enemy armor will definitely choose a safer one.

Distance bombardment fortress.

Although bringing the enemy closer requires a certain amount of casualties, it can actually make the enemy feel the pain.

Following his instructions, the two heavy plasma cannons that had been hidden for a long time and were fully charged opened fire at the same time, instantly hitting two Chaos Predator tanks. A large hole was cut out on the side of one of them, and then began to burn, while the other was hit by the front entrance.

It hit the turret and detonated the charging weapon, causing the armor to explode into two pieces.

The other three tanks suddenly seemed to be frightened and began to shoot blindly while retreating. The walking tanks were constantly hit by armor-piercing rockets, and more were destroyed by anti-vehicle mines.

However, the enemy's infantry had already surged up with huge casualties. From a height, Garland Salomon could see that the heretics were approaching in small groups using the craters and trenches on the battlefield to quickly approach. They were not the unruly ones that were common in the past.

The thugs, they are very standard soldiers, with laser guns and lumberjacks.

More importantly, their morale was astonishing. They had been killed one after another before approaching the fortress, and the corpses piled up in mountains, but this did not stop them at all. They all seemed eager to die for their blasphemous beliefs.

However, these were not the worst. What really worried him were the giants who were less than two hundred meters closer to the fortress.

Despite their corruption, they are still Space Marines.

A precise shot from a massive bolter brought death to the Cadian people, and Garlan Salomon watched as a bolter ripped open a brave Captain's chest and spattered his organs.

Composite armored fortifications.

When the soldiers counterattacked with laser rifles, they could only make harmless scratches on the enemy's power armor. Only if they were lucky enough to hit the enemy's face or neck could they cause some damage, but this was completely

Not enough to kill a blasphemous Space Marine.

Suddenly, one of the giants covered with metal spikes disappeared in a burst of light, and the flesh and ceramite were liquefied by the scorching energy smashed into his body.

The Red Corsair Space Marines around him who were preparing to attack immediately hid behind bunkers and sent out communication warnings to their comrades. The Cadian also had hidden weapons-three multi-tube melta weapons.

And these melts are deployed very "insidiously", right at the bottom of the retaining wall, using those bunkers as camouflage. Obviously the Cadians are not prepared to use this to fight mortal infantry. As long as someone destroys those bunkers, they will be prepared immediately.

Well, with the hot melt in their faces, the Space Marines of the Red Pirates didn't expect this, and they suffered a big loss immediately, and five of them were killed in one fell swoop.

The tenacity of the Cadian people made the Red Pirates angry and helpless. Although the fortress had been bombarded with holes, it was still as troublesome as a hedgehog. The problem of the Red Pirates who were good at joining gangs but not good at attacking difficult positions gradually began to be exposed.

At this time, the troops of both sides were already stuck together, and orbital bombing was no longer possible.

"This...this is unacceptable."

Half an hour later, the leader of the Red Pirates in charge of the attack lost his patience. He had seen enough. Waves of attacks came one after another. Although the mortal troops rushed to the wall several times, they were still held back by Kadian's force.

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The crumbling fortress, like the Cadian flag that was also riddled with holes, was like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished with just a breath - but they were always short of that breath.

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Even those Chaos Space Marines refused to continue the attack. They did not want to waste their precious lives on meaningless attacks. For them, loyalty to Huron was one thing, hating the Empire was another thing.

It's one thing to die - after all, only by living can you vent your anger against the empire, and no one will care about the anger of the dead.

As for pride and dignity, they can get it from slaves and captured imperial people. The so-called glory of warriors has been almost abandoned when they became red pirates, so they will not feel anything if they choose to retreat in the face of a strong fortress.

Ashamed.

What's worse is that their commander can't do anything to them.

Therefore, he became angry and decided to take matters into his own hands.

At this time, the situation of the Kadian 356th Regiment was not as optimistic as it seemed. Political Commissar Gregor took advantage of the enemy's pause in attacking to count the casualties and found that there were less than 2,000 people left in the entire regiment who could continue to fight. Among them

Including the general lightly wounded, and their ammunition, especially the artillery shells, are basically running out. The only heavy weapons left are two Hydras, a plasma and a multi-tube melta, as well as a number of heavy explosives and mortars.

gun.

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Garland Salomon, who had been staying by the correspondent's side, turned around and shook his head when he heard the political commissar's words.

"No news."

The head of the regiment leader was decorated with ribbons and a bandage, but at least the flying shrapnel did not kill him.

At this moment, through the sound of gunfire, they heard some soldiers' curious inquiries.

"What's that?"

The answer came as unnatural fire embraced the fortress, and Garlan Salomon looked up to see tendrils of psychic energy crawling across the rooftops, spilling over the battlements, swirling and glowing in a blinding maelstrom of mysterious power.

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All felt the unnatural touch, which was familiar to the Cadian people who guarded the Eye of Terror.

But this does not mean that the Cadian people will not be affected. Some soldiers began to roll around screaming, and some cowered in fear and fell, rolling down the hard stone steps.

"Don't mess up! Don't mess up, everyone! It's the enemy's witchcraft! Priest! Priest!"

Suddenly, someone uttered a word, loud enough to ring through the interior of the fortress before the next wave hit.

"Psykers...no, wizards!"

Then, the regiment leader and the political commissar came to a high place and saw a luminous figure approaching the fortress, with terrifying energy pouring out of his hands.

It was a giant, surrounded by a twisted barrier, with colorful streams of light swirling around him, releasing maddening malice.

This man, this wizard, is attacking the fortress alone.

"Hydra! Aim at him! Kill him!!"

When the Hydra anti-aircraft gun lowered its muzzle and fired at the wizard in the distance, the opponent suddenly disappeared.

The psychic energy that entangled the fortress also disappeared at this moment.


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