The battle on the Star Castle was far more intense than on the space station at the beginning.
Once the suddenness of the first round of strikes passed, the orcs naturally activated their own defense mechanism.
Arden followed his team forward steadily, and the Chu yellow Mark VI power armor looked indistinguishable from the background under the dark red lighting.
The clanking steel boots stepped over the charred corpse of the orc in front of him. Alvin, the second-ranked team leader in the front team, patiently fired the explosives one after another on the intact corpse of the orc to prevent anyone from pretending to be dead.
Appear.
After taking a few dozen steps forward and turning a corner, the space in front suddenly opened up. The corpses of hundreds of orcs fell around the front half of a landing torpedo.
In the center of the orcs, which stretched out like straw, were the broken corpses of five Astartes.
The melta bomb was the final and dignified end to this tragedy;
The twisted torpedo hatch and the anti-seismic clamp that could not be fully released formed the beginning of this failed operation.
Congreve, the veteran at the front of the team, slowly stopped, and the detection array on the heavy Terminator power armor began to work with a low roar;
He smashed down the shield in his hand, placed the heavy weapon on top of it, and aimed it at the passage at the end of the hall.
Captain Alvin stepped forward slowly, lowered his head to identify the condition of the corpses, then turned back and shouted to Arden
"Pharmacist, you have work to do."
The servo skull floated above the team and patrolled around. With the harsh sound of demolition drills, Arden collected and recovered the gene seeds that could be recovered from these five brothers.
"The Emperor's blessing!"
Arden whispered, then stood up, packed up his equipment, and placed the seeds he took out in the special compartment of his power backpack.
As he stood up, the team resumed their combat marching formation and moved towards the depths of the Star Fortress again.
The sound of gunfire in front became clearer and clearer, and most of the things he saw along the way were the corpses of orcs, but in some positions where the terrain was obviously conducive to defense, Arden still saw the corpses of Astartes warriors.
And one after another, Astartes teams are emerging from other dark places.
Some of them are from the same war group, but most of them are not;
Arden looked at them, occasionally nodding to his fellow pharmacists, and then watched them leave.
The main force of the orcs has been repelled by the troops that landed first.
But as a space city that can dock several main warships at the same time, the space here gives the defenders enough room to retreat;
When the Orks were forced to abandon the port and began to retreat towards the gate leading to the main body of the Star Fortress, the Astra Militarum and their armored vehicles also began to appear as the main force in the offensive.
Large transport ships began to dock at the Star Castle port, and at least ten Leman Russ tanks were unloaded from the spacecraft.
Young Simon, wearing the standard uniform of an Astral Army lieutenant, stretched out his entire upper body from the commander's position of a Leman Russ Executioner and looked around.
This is the privilege of being a captain, and Simon himself soon got it.
Privilege at the base level of the military is not a good thing unless it is the right to glory or death.
At least its existence is not conducive to the unity of the soldiers at the bottom.
But the high temperature inside the Leman Russ tank is also unbearable.
Less than a week after Simon was appointed as the new commander, he couldn't help but start using this privilege, even if his predecessor died on it.
A large number of Astra Militarum passed by them, and their bodies had the same logo as those of Leman Russ, indicating that they came from the same Astral Militarum Corps.
Simon and his team operated their vehicle, the Annunciation Bird, and followed the large army.
The orders given to them by the high command were strict enough, and the Astra Militarum troops assigned to the siege were naturally elite enough.
As if he sensed the impending gaze of the political commissar, Simon neatly retracted his upper body into the car just before the danger occurred...
The rolling torrent carried the Astra Militarum troops and their steel towards the battlefield. After these Astra Militarum troops left, on the transport ship at the rear of the dock,
The footsteps of the Knight Titan also sounded on the wide pier.
Metal giants that were more than ten meters tall walked down from the spacecraft in groups of three or two, according to their respective relationships;
They were the first formation notified by the headquarters to participate in the war, but they were also the last combat unit to appear.
Their heights just hit the space limit in the Star Fortress, so after many considerations, they became the final blow prepared for the orcs.
At least four such troops, under the leadership of the Astra Militarum, started from the four docks of the Star Castle and launched an attack on the orcs guarding the gates.
The Astartes turned to other directions other than the four gates and continued to destroy the star fort through penetration.
The frontal attack had begun, and the Astra Militarum took over the frontline Astartes defenses, using their firepower to continue to maintain sufficient pressure on the Orks. The Astartes began to gradually surrender their positions and assemble in other directions. The degradation of suppressive force caused by changes in weapons is extremely obvious, and the orcs can easily sense this from the sound of gunfire.
Mortal weapons are destined to be difficult to compare with the Astartes. If you want to achieve the shock and threat of the G. Mark series of violent arrow guns, you need at least ten times more laser guns to make up for it.
Fortunately, the heavy firepower team had already entered the battle position. When the heavy machine guns and mortars were alternately supported, they began to roar. The systematic heavy firepower cooperated with the infantry volleys, and finally withstood the pressure from the orcs.
This is just a spontaneous counterattack by the orcs, and the range of troops mobilized is limited to infantry;
At a position on the front line that was out of frontal view later, the vehicles that the orcs had assembled were the real main force of this counterattack.
Before the Astra Militarum had time to take a breather from the previous offensive, they saw a larger torrent of steel.
Troops composed of various modified weird-shaped Ork tanks with tracks, or Ork Expresses, poured out from behind the front and quickly approached the Astra Militarum position.
The offensive assembled by this large number of vehicles caused great trouble to the Astra Militarum.
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Their anti-armor weapons and logging guns only have a conventional configuration. Once a large number of armored units appear at the same time, after a few anti-armor missiles are used up, they can only rely on grenades and incendiary bombs to solve the problem.
Considering the range of these two weapons, you can unilaterally think that this is Dui Zi, a cruel Dui Zi after the defense mechanism is broken down.
A large number of orcs took advantage of the opportunity when the Astra Militarum was suppressed by the frontal offensive to walk out of their positions and joined the counterattack while laughing wildly.
There are also the fearless Jump and the Got who is tied with a bomb and thrown out from behind, running forward with the traffic in front of him with the absurdity of crying and laughing at the same time.
Timber guns and laser guns were shooting at these orcs crazily, but they were extremely ineffective against these fast-moving targets;
The false appearance of this seemingly excited resistance group does not give the soldiers courage. They know that this is the result of the commander losing his corresponding plan.
The shooting like heavy rain has no real stable rhythm. Once it enters a fire vacuum without follow-up, it will be the death of these soldiers.
But they didn't have time to adjust, so they could only make do with it. Even if they wanted to change, they would have to wait until the attack was repelled.
So the soldiers know that today's political commissar must have a very good temper. This can be seen from the pistol that he has not opened today.
The fighting distance of several hundred meters was approaching in an instant, and the soldiers in the trenches ahead could already clearly see the coating of the Orc vehicles.
The veterans tied the grenades around their waists into a ball with iron wire, and then rolled from the trench towards the Orc vehicle in the next second...
But the orcs didn't care about their existence at all. They became aaaaah again and started to charge with the tanks feverishly.
One or two blocks to the rolling traffic are like sand towers in front of the tide, fragile and fleeting.
The entire defense line looked precarious at this moment, as if it would be penetrated by the green tide in the next second.
At this time, behind the human position, their armored forces finally appeared belatedly in front of everyone.
The sound of heavy tracks mixed with the low sound of plasma shooting sounded behind the Astra Militarum troops. Every time the silver-white light bullets brought out a ray, everything in the way was turned into powder.
And twenty blows composed of such destruction made the orcs who had already started to calm down.
This is the artillery fire of the regiment's armored battalion, and the timely arrival of 20 Leman Russ Executioners to save the possible defeat here.
The 20 twin-mounted plasma cannons they carried into the battle also dealt a head-on blow to the charging Orc vehicles.
The thick gun barrel is still working. After each low-frequency vibration, the high temperature dissipated from the cooling fins is enough to distort the air in front of the commander Severn who looks out from the turret.
Yes, Simon once again couldn't bear the heat in the car and secretly got out of the commander's seat. What surprised him was that the other commanders were just like him, they all used the excuse of having a better view.
Command.
The power of the double-mounted large plasma is so outrageous that every time the fatal silver light lights up, it not only melts the orc tanks, but also takes away the lives of the orcs along the way;
Conventional bunkers have no defensive significance under the high-temperature rays. Under Leman Russ's unhurried shooting rhythm, it is only a matter of time before it turns into a molten metal mass.
The orcs' defense line began to have hidden heavy firepower that exposed its position, and began to counterattack against these tanks.
Just with the first round of silver light, at least six heavy firepowers on the orc position were penetrated by the defense and directly named.
They must be smashed! This is what the orc boss thought after seeing these Leman Russ.