When receiving the report from the sniper that the green-skinned infiltration team had entered the college area, Yarrick and his men hurried to the vicinity of the library.
The previously broken arm had only been briefly repaired, so he had to fight with one hand, but he was not worried or afraid. Since beheading the green-skinned war boss, he realized that these beasts were no big deal.
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The only thing that surprised him was that these greenskins did not retreat completely after losing their leaders, and even organized a more powerful attack, which also explained another thing.
They also have a more advanced boss.
The warlord who led this invasion was probably near Armageddon!
In fact, Yarrick had been mentally prepared for the fall of the northern wall, because there was only one psyker in Belfgan as a pillar, but as long as the greenskins invested more psykers, they would definitely be able to crush him.
This is indeed the case. After a bloody battle with twelve powerful green-skinned psykers, Belfgang was severely damaged mentally and physically, and is still lying on the medical bed in a coma.
A section of the protective wall was also evaporated directly in the powerful psychic burst, so it collapsed.
The only thing Yarrick can do now is to use the strong tower city in the upper nest as a fulcrum to slow down the green skins. The core of which is the Governor's Tower City, which is also the tallest spire in the entire hive.
The academy area was the outer position of the Governor's Tower City and could not be easily missed, so he decided to personally lead the team to support.
But he no longer had many troops at hand, and only more than 800 veterans followed him.
The team came to a large pile of rubble. Debris from the floor continued to fall from the deformed building next to it. This ruins provided a good defensive position for Yarick to determine the direction and plan tactics.
"Sir, if it's a greenskin invasion, why are you so quiet?"
The voice came from the side. It was Yarick's new adjutant and his ninth adjutant.
"It's hard to say, there is a Blood Ax clan among the greenskins, and they will imitate our techniques, tactics and behavior."
Then he turned to the messenger.
"Spread out as much as possible, stay hidden, and keep moving."
According to the last reported position of the snipers, the number of enemies should be small. It will take some time to completely occupy the ruins of the college. This is enough for them to launch an attack and drive the enemies out.
In addition, they installed many trip mines and landmines in the ruins, which can also cause certain troubles for the enemy.
The most important thing now is time.
Yarick and his men left the bunker and moved quickly through the empty streets. Towering spiers surrounded them eerily, and a large group of enemies might be hidden in every building.
They seemed to be the only living creatures running among the desolate rubble.
The dark and empty streets could turn into a killing field at any time. Although Alex felt a little uneasy, he and his people arrived at the front square of the college under the cover of the shadow cast by the library.
The air around him was extremely quiet. Alex scanned the ruins vigilantly, noticing fragments of the Guards uniforms scattered everywhere among the rubble.
After that, he ordered the whole team to move forward.
Just then, an accident happened.
“Did them!!”
The low-pitched Occitan language was keenly captured by Yarick, but it was too late.
The Blood Ax special warfare boys launched a sneak attack from the hiding place behind them, making them unable to even approach the bunker under the sudden attack. These greenskins actually buried their bodies with rubble, making it impossible to observe with the naked eye.
Their patience and planning made Yarrick's hair stand on end.
They even choose to ambush downwind to prevent their body odor from giving away the ambush!
After launching the attack, the greenskins did not hesitate for a moment, firing the weapons in their hands with frightening accuracy, and almost every bullet hit the target they intended to hit.
Suddenly there was a cry of pain, and the cunningness of these greenskins was reflected here. They were able to curb their desire for close combat and only used long-range weapons to shoot at the human troops without cover.
In the chaos, Yarrick glanced at the bits and pieces of trophies hanging on the belts of the special operations boys: a few skulls, some human bones, a string of dog tags of imperial soldiers, and even a sky eagle emblem.
In the blink of an eye, more than fifty veterans had fallen to the ground, and blood was spraying from their armor.
"Disperse! Disperse!"
Alex realized that he had made a big mistake. The enemy had obviously predicted his possible actions.
A few minutes ago, he had regarded this square as a perfect hiding place for approaching the gray gate of the academy, but now it had become a maze of death for them.
The greenskins trapped them firmly inside, surrounded and helpless. The number of enemies was far more than the reconnaissance report, at least a thousand!
If nothing else, they will be killed.
Alex found the remains of a statue and hid behind it and tried to adjust the communicator, but the line was interfered with.
Bullets were fired from all directions, and inhuman laughter echoed in the Library Square, as if the buildings were laughing at the dying Guardsmen.
A special operations leader wearing a black military coat stood in the middle of the rubble, less than twenty meters away from Yarick.
With a thunderous war cry, the leader raised the crude rocket launcher in his hand, but the target was not Yarrick, but a group of veterans gathered together who were trying to deploy heavy explosive bombs.
As the red rockets roared past, those few people were instantly engulfed in flames, leaving only a pile of molten flesh and pieces of armor.
Then the special operations boys began to throw incendiary bombs, which caused the guardsmen trapped in the rubble to be surrounded by blazing fires. Even if someone found a place to hide, he would be burned alive.
Alex realized that there was only one chance now.
They had to surprise the enemy and break out of the encirclement, so he shouted to the adjutant who was surrounded by the corpses of his brothers:
"We must charge!"
The adjutant nodded, even though this was close to suicide.
"For the Emperor!!!"
Yarrick took the lead, holding a chain sword in one hand and roaring towards the special operations boy. The guards scattered in the rubble also mustered up the courage to reorganize their formation and charge.
But those inhuman laughter became more and more crazy, and the enemies also wanted their prey to get closer.
Because the special operations boys never skimp on firepower.
As soon as a veteran jumped out of the bunker, a bullet penetrated his armor. The bullet shattered his intestines, and he staggered to the ground.
Yarrick felt extremely angry and sad for a victim. When he saw those greenskins holding melee weapons in one hand and firing subguns in the other, he couldn't help but secretly pray to the emperor to bless him to at least rush forward.
Cut with a sword.
It turns out that the Emperor did bless him, and Yarrick successfully passed through the hail of bullets and appeared in front of a careless guy.