Warhammer Seal

Chapter 271 Rescue Elector Wende, Day Two

As the sun rose, everyone finally had a little time to rest, and continued to take out the unfinished pork from last night, and it was still edible after it was warmed up.

The next stop, according to the map, should be the fortress of Ostrosk. This place is the fortress city of Kislev, which is responsible for defending against Chaos in the north and trolls in the west.

It has a very strong armed defense force, but it is said that this place has been directly destroyed by chaos and turned into a wasteland.

It's really hard to imagine how many troops Chaos sent to completely destroy this city in one day.

"Report, there are traces of ratmen here, sir."

Although the Ratman species was regarded as legends and rumors within the empire, for the high-level officials and elite soldiers of the empire, everyone knew the existence of the Ratmen and knew that the Ratmen had different clans.

Turrell, who is an elite scout and a high-ranking gunman of Hawke, of course also knows such a creature as the rat man, and can even distinguish the traces of the rat man passing by.

When underground, Ratman can hide their whereabouts very well.

But on the ground, these guys can't escape the eyes of elite human hunters.

"hateful."

The discovery of ratmen in this place is not good news, at least it means that Ostrosk Fortress has become the ruins where ratmen live, which is a very difficult decision.

Throughout the north, the corruption of Chaos has intensified, and the native game that lives here is almost completely corrupted.

Even if the team hunted wild deer, they were completely corrupted by chaos. After the skin was separated, there were pus-filled sores below, and there was no way to eat it.

And now it's winter, and we can't find any fruits and wild vegetables outside.

The supply of the special team encountered great difficulties.

Fortunately, each of them carried an expensive amulet, which was cast by the Imperial Master of Light. Although it could protect these twelve people from being corrupted by Chaos, it could not fill their stomachs.

There was no other way but to take the risk.

Although the Ratmen don't like to be clean, the food of the Ratmen is still edible, and the prey corrupted by Chaos will die instantly if they take a bite.

To snatch food from the Ratmen, today's task is really funny and sad.

"The last fortress ruins combat conference deployment, this operation is code-named Wildcat."

The chief gathered eleven team members and drew a battle map with branches on the snow.

"This is the fortress, and now it has become ruins, so many times the map can't give us effective information, we have to rely on intuition and brain to find a way."

Turrell listened very seriously. Although he was a veteran who had served for five years, he was as immature as a little girl who could squeeze water in front of these soldiers.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with listening to veterans imparting experience. The premise of every experience and tactic is the lives of hundreds or even thousands of people.

"This is the granary of the fortress, but it must have been emptied by the Ratman. Let me introduce the Ratman first. According to information, it is the Ratman of the Model Clan."

The skaven of this clan specialize in biological modification, with fearsome behemoths and large creatures, and their infantry is very weak to match.

"If you come into contact with the enemy, analyze and evaluate it as soon as possible. If it is an infantry unit, it is not our opponent at all. If it is an enemy larger than the size of a horse, please find a small place to hide immediately."

"After entering the ruins of the fortress, adopt the three-three system, start to act, pay attention to keeping a distance between the front and the back, you can die if you die, don't die all at once, okay, disband!"

After the order was finished, the special teams immediately began to form a team of three. The 12 people were divided into four teams, keeping a distance of 50 meters from each other and walking into such a ruined fortress from a gap in the city wall.

Turrell, the captain, and an eight-year veteran were assigned to the same team.

In the three-person team, there is a non-commissioned officer commanding, an observer watching the situation, and a veteran fighting.

The whole city seemed to have been occupied for a long time. The human corpses on the streets had been eaten clean by the Ratmen, and the blood and mud on the streets had long been mixed together.

However, judging from the distorted expression and body of the skeleton, as well as the destruction of the entire city, it can be inferred how terrible torture it experienced when it was destroyed.

"Hey, ha, hey, ha."

The three who walked in the front, that is, the team that Turrell was in, crouched down immediately, and raised their right hands to signal the teammates behind to stop moving.

Extend the index finger and middle finger, and then slowly bend them three times.

"Patrol!"

That's right, this is the marking gesture of the enemy patrol team, and the sound of hey, ha, hey, ha is the special sound of the ratman Stormrat patrolling.

Different from ordinary slave rats and clan rats, an elite troop such as the Stormrat not only has thick armor that rattles when walking, but also can eat the most adequate food, and even these Stormrats will conduct training and patrol missions.

The twelve human special forces all crouched and hid. On the street in front of them, a team of 20 Stormrats slowly passed by.

Each Stormrat was holding a halberd as tall as a man, with a red face, and walked across the square in front of them in neat steps.

Extend your index and middle fingers and make a circle in the air.

This means that the front is safe and everyone can continue to march.

Quickly passing through such a square patrolled by Stormrat, the special forces have already arrived at the market area of ​​the fortress city.

The Ratmen don't have any ability to plan cities, and of course they don't know the different functions of human cities.

Unlike Ratmen who store food and equipment everywhere, humans will place supplies in the market area for trading.

There are shops with broken glass and doors everywhere, and some of the shops have been emptied.

But there are some discoveries anyway.

In order to preserve food well, humans have mastered a method of pickling food.

After cooking at high temperature, it is sealed to prevent a little smell.

Ratmen can't find this kind of food, but humans have the ability to find this kind of pickled food.

There are not many things found, but fortunately enough for everyone to have a full meal, and of course we can't leave now.

You have to search around, if you want to enter the Norsca mountains, you need more than a few supplies.

Maybe some gunpowder and other supplies could be found, so the two soldiers immediately set up a ladder and sent Turrell to the roof of the granary, asking him to observe if there was anything left in the granary.

Slightly moving a wooden board, the situation inside the granary was exposed to Turrell.

One good news, one bad news.

The good news is that this granary was actually used by the ratmen, and they also stored grain here.

The bad news is that there's a warden here, a rat troll.

Today's briefing:
No one was injured or killed, and a battle is about to be prepared.

　The essence of tactics is to maximize one's own advantages, not directly related to victory.

　　For example, if you know the terrain better than the opponent, then you can use unexpected mobile warfare to mobilize the opponent and form a local superior force on favorable terrain.

　　There is no tactic that is sure to win. The specific situation is analyzed in detail. What cannot be learned in the classroom can only be fully understood on the battlefield.

　　Some young people are always eager for war, thinking that after joining the war, they will bring many glorious victories, and think that war is just a charge and then a triumphant return.

　　When these people are hit by bullets or swords, they will find out in their own blood that they were wrong.

　　Thank you [Wind Waiting] and [Xiao Ayue] for the monthly tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)