Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 447 06.0446: "XV8 'Crisis' Moment"

"This is Corcilius, an abnormality has been found on the side."

Although a Doomsday Eagle combat monk sensed the unusual movement on the side, he did not see any trace of the enemy.

Just as he turned on the micro-augury scanner of the tactical eyepiece, a black shadow suddenly passed by his eyes. He saw a Kroot carnivore with a bird's beak, a brutal body, and an imperial soldier's arm in its mouth. It rushed out waving a scythe and a dagger.

Then, dozens of aliens with blood and human flesh on their mouths appeared from the shadows.

"Attack on the flank!"

The Astartes displayed superhuman reflexes, immediately drawing their combat knives or chainswords and engaging these surprise attackers who were emitting strange roars.

The terminal is surrounded.

"Listen, Imperial soldiers in the terminal, you have been surrounded. Surrender immediately. The Tau Empire will treat prisoners well..."

"Fuck you, damn it!"

Jiong!
A Tiger Commando who spoke with an ancient Terra northeastern accent could not bear it any longer, and used the holographic mirror on his Hell Gun to accurately shoot a Guvisa surrenderer in the head from 800 miles away.

"Hahaha, good fight! These damned rapists, huh! tui!"

"Long live the Divine Emperor!!"

The other commandos cheered.

"Attention! Enemy Kroot Alien!"

Captain Zhao hid behind a bunker, firing with a precision laser pistol at the Kroot who had infiltrated the first floor and were attacking up the stairs, maintaining continuous suppression.

“Gah!——”

These bird-beaked aliens emit strange and shrill cries and hold weapons that seem primitive and brutal.

Those sticks with short knives tied to the end could be swung hard enough to smash the shell helmets on the commandos' heads and the heads inside them like watermelons, splashing juice everywhere.

Moreover, these aliens would sometimes even open their mouths and eat the bodies of their fallen comrades right in front of them.

Such behavior often horrified the Imperial officers and soldiers, causing them to lose their fighting spirit or even their reason and lose their lives in rage, ultimately leading to the entire army collapsing and surrendering under the psychological warfare of the Tau Empire.

But in front of the elite commandos of the Zhendan Triumphant Army, this act of desecration of the corpse simply ignited their anger and made their tactical actions more decisive and resolute.

Even those who were seriously injured and fell to the ground would pretend to be dead first, and when the Kroot approached, intending to satisfy their gluttonous desires, they would directly detonate the melta bombs and die together with the enemy.

These warriors would rather die without a complete body than let these brutal aliens succeed.

The commandos had buried booby traps near almost all the bodies of the dead, as well as on the stairs and doorways, which blew up the aliens and made them scream.

"Attention! Enemy tanks!"

Even such a brave commando team could not withstand the Tau's war of attrition. After five consecutive attacks failed to capture the first floor of the terminal, the Tau Empire's hammerhead shark gunboat drove over and fired a harsh electromagnetic bombardment at the firing point on the terminal.

"hidden!"

The heavy weapons shooter held the deployment heavy bomb and threw himself back with all his strength.

puff!
Amid the stench of ionized air, a large hole was gouged out in the wall. In the violent explosion, bricks and tiles were shattered, and clouds of dust splashed all over the nearby soldiers.

When the heavy archer tried to stand up again, he could no longer feel his legs.

"Ugh... these damn alien bastards and the damned traitors, bah! Go to hell with your hypocritical Greater Good."

Without uttering any useless uncontrolled howls, the commando soldier in his early twenties simply gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood, took out a tourniquet from the tactical waistband around his waist, and tied up the broken leg.

Then he climbed to the wall, set up the heavy bombs again, and fired at the Fire Warriors and their Titanium Army who were launching the sixth attack under the cover of the gunboat.

It was not until the second electromagnetic cannon hit the firing point that the hole in the wall, which was further enlarged, was completely silenced.

The sergeant with broken glasses, holding a binocular rangefinder, led two commandos equipped with a shoulder-fired missile launcher and quietly reached the corner of the terminal building.

"Target confirmed, Alien Armored 'Hammerhead Shark Gunship', distance 876, top attack mode."

"Confirmed, fire!" Whoosh!
The missile sped away, but the alien armor immediately countered, using interference and electric radiation to interfere with the smoke, causing the missile to lose its target.

"Tsk! Withdraw!"

The two commandos immediately dropped their empty bullets and ran into the terminal. The next second, the position where they had just been was hit by a railgun bombardment.

Under the beam of light, not a single piece of armor is left.

As the sky gradually darkened, Captain Zhao crouched down, dodging the concentrated fire from outside, and rushed to the tower.

"Captain, we don't have many people left, but there are still enough for these servants to drink another pot.

Damn, it would be great if we had anti-tank cannons or guided-wire heavy tanks. Laser beam missiles are useless against these weirdo tanks."

After the failed sneak attack with a laser beam-guided missile, the sergeant leaning against the bunker took off his broken glasses with a self-deprecating smile, took out a piece of cloth from his arms and wiped it casually, cleaning the part in the middle that was stained with smoke and mud, and then put them back on his sweat-soaked face.

"Has the communication signal been restored?"

"Hoo-hoo! Ho-hoo! This is the Badong 13th Combat Zone. Please reply if you receive any." The signalman carrying the horn-shaped sound array was still shouting at the top of his lungs. Facing the silent radio station, he shook his head to the captain.

The Asian captain looked at the Tau Empire landing craft that kept falling from the sky and licked his dry lower lip.

He could vaguely see the Tau Empire transport plane looming at the top of the sky through the clouds in the clear blue sky.

There is no doubt that in order to protect the wealthy planet of Basor, the Tau Empire has invested more troops than the Empire, even though the Empire has already sent three Astra Militarum Corps from the Five Hundred Worlds.

He looked at the enemy in the sky, but was powerless to do anything.

They had no weapons that could pose any threat to the enemy in the sky hundreds of kilometers away.

"At all costs, hold on to the Omniscient Ground Reconnaissance Avian Radar." He glanced at the still rotating instrument, and then at the Space Marines and Triumphant Officers who were fighting bravely with the Tau armed forces on the ground.

"Our reconnaissance and detection technology is not as good as those blue-skinned aliens. The brother troops fighting on the ground rely on this reconnaissance radar on the terminal to open their vision. Therefore, we must defend this place at all costs. Signalman, continue to call for reinforcements.

Sergeant Kuraj, fire red flares into the sky."

"Yes, Captain."

The sergeant took out a folding flare gun, inserted a red flare, and fired it out of the gap at the top of the tower that was blown open by the Tau troops.

But the signal light had just floated out when it was extinguished by a precise beam of blue energy.

"What? Shit! What is that!?"

The sergeant looked angrily at the enemy who had extinguished the flare.

It was a mecha that was more than three meters tall and resembled a humanoid.

There is a conspicuous red lens in the middle of its head, with small cameras connected in series on both sides - this is the target lock of the XV8 'Crisis' combat suit.

The target locker that served as its brain looked at the sergeant, and the giant mecha immediately raised its mechanical arm equipped with a melta blaster and poured firepower towards the top of the terminal.

Wow!
The decorations on the dome cracked and shattered under such heavy blows, and crystal fragments fell from the heads of the commandos, but the Ultramar's finely crafted carapace armor helped them block this wave of secondary damage.

"XV8 'Crisis' combat suit, the product of alien blasphemous technology." Captain Zhao looked at these mechas that fell directly from the sky with a solemn expression.

Three of the XV8 'Crisis' battle suits landed directly on the annex building of the terminal.

With every step their heavy mechanical feet could create a pit on the flat ground on the roof. They were moving towards the circular top of the terminal building at a speed that seemed slow but was actually fast, and in a very deterrent manner.

"Give me the hot melt." The sergeant said to the special forces shooter next to him.

"Collect all the melta bombs. If it comes to the last moment, this will be our only weapon to stop these alien creations."

This young captain, who was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old and had just graduated from the Aurora Branch of the Ultramar Military Academy, had a solemn expression on his face and had already made up his mind to die with the enemy.

"Captain! Look up at the sky!"

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(End of this chapter)