Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 752 07.751: "The end of the traitor is today"

Staff Officer Clausewitz stared at his watch, the moment of the 1313th Infantry Regiment's attack was approaching.

At this moment, the most important team leader suddenly turned in the underground tunnel and headed to another entrance, and has not been seen since.

But before leaving, the regiment commander had given clear orders that no matter what the situation, he and his staff team must implement the established offensive plan on time.

As the stopwatch pointer slowly slid towards the target scale, the staff officer looked grim, his face behind the gas mask turned slightly, he whispered a few words to the adjutant beside him, and then drew out the standard power sword of the Military Affairs Department from his waist.

After receiving the order, the adjutant quickly turned around and left.

At this time, the tactical officers were standing in front of the replica underground sand table, carefully planning the advancement route of the troops after breaking out of the ground.

Led by officers and non-commissioned officers, the soldiers of the Death Legion lined up neatly, formed marching columns, and headed underground.

There were so many of them, and their heavy steps made the tunnel tremble slightly.

At the very front of the underground passage, elite grenadiers hid in the darkness, as if blending into this dark environment, silently guarding the safety of the passage and preparing for the enemy's subsequent death.

According to the offensive plan, the grenadiers needed to detonate the preset explosives before the main force arrived, clear the obstacles at the exit of the passage, and prepare for the arrival of the subsequent main force.

The soldiers deep underground felt the earth shaking, and then they moved steadily towards the blasting point in teams.

Attacking from underground, the future is full of unknowns.

No one knows what the scene will be like at the other end of the passage after the explosives are detonated, and what kind of dangers are hidden there.

At the other end, Horatio was shirtless, surrounded by dense crowds of Death Legion soldiers.

He held high the military flag that was fluttering in the wind, and took the lead, charging at the forefront of the team.

Latti successfully controlled the objects on the altar, and the entire catacombs were now controlled by her in a way that Horatio could not understand at all.

The door of the tomb hall in front slowly opened, making way for Horatio and his group. The holy light emitted by the nuns illuminated the road ahead.

At this moment on the ground, lasers and live ammunition were intertwined into a dense fire network.

From almost every tower and every room in the entire hive city, bullets were pouring out towards the external roads.

The soldiers of the Death Legion jumped out on the springboard, nimbly climbed up the ruins formed by the collapsed wall, and quickly reached the top.

Looking down from the sky, they looked like a group of black army ants, marching bravely towards the enemy's nest.

The moment the first group of soldiers climbed over the broken brick and stone ruins of the city wall, the rebel infantry team that was temporarily transferred to block them immediately opened fire on the Kriegs who had climbed to the top of the ruins.

Many soldiers were hit by lasers and bullets, and their bodies rolled down along the gravel.

Almost at the same time, a row of smoke bombs were thrown out from the rear, with hissing smoke and cylinders rolling down the ruins with a thud.

When the smoke successfully blocked the gun line, Farida swiftly poked her head out from behind the gravel. After making sure it was safe, she strode forward and held up the flagpole.

Louise was behind her, holding her waist firmly and helping her drive the flagpole into the gravel.

The regimental flag of the 1314th Infantry Regiment fluttered high above the gravel of the ruins.

The two people, one in front and one behind, planted the flag, and the action was recorded by the propaganda reporter of the Ministry of the Interior. The fluttering flag of the regiment in the smoke, against the background of the battlefield full of gunfire, together with the Imperial Navy rudder emblem behind them, formed an excellent propaganda picture.

The war correspondents had a hunch that this image might become a symbol of the entire battle.

"Soldiers, the traitors' doom is today! Follow me!" Farida raised the bolt pistol tied to her body with a platinum chain, raised her hand and fired a shot, knocking down the rebel archer on the opposite tower.

Then, holding the power sword in one hand and the bolter in the other, she slid down the gravel slope of the ruins of the city wall carefully but skillfully.

A row of Death Legion soldiers rushed up the ruins slope again and fired fierce volleys at the rebel infantry below, killing dozens of people instantly. More importantly, they suppressed this group of traitors into the bunker.

The heavy weapons team took the opportunity to rush to the top of the hill with heavy firepower weapons. They quickly used the engineer shovel to clear a flat open space, which was just big enough for two people to lie down and had an excellent shooting range.

The heavy weapons team was in a dominant position and launched a tight fire blockade on the city streets.

In the sky, there was the whirring sound of a plasma engine.

More than a dozen Avis landing craft with the Imperial Navy's rudder emblem on their wings, under the cover of Valkyrie fighters, broke through the gap in the city wall at low altitude, cleverly avoided the Hydra's firepower attack, and rushed straight to the opposite building.

On the way, the Valkyrie fired a round of rockets to clear the discovered firing points and densely populated areas, instantly destroying the rebel troops and Chaos vehicles that were moving rapidly on the streets.

Under the control of the skilled landing craft pilot, the large and square landing craft drifted flexibly in the air, decelerated rapidly, and landed smoothly on the shuttle apron at the top of the tower.

Dozens of Krieg grenadiers rushed out of each landing craft, armed with Lucius short carbines suitable for close-range combat. Some soldiers were even equipped with Acateron MK.IV paratrooper laser guns and naval shotguns.

Judging from the equipment and transport vehicles alone, one can tell at a glance that this was a "temporary air raid" operation arranged by a senior Imperial Navy official.

According to the attack plan prepared by Horatio in advance, their mission was to capture the spire area facing the wall, which could cause the greatest casualties to the attack.

After jumping off the shuttle apron, these grenadiers with bold offensive strategies and superb combat skills immediately blew up the bulletproof floor-to-ceiling windows according to the pre-agreed groups. They stepped on the creaking glass fragments with their heavy leather shoes, quickly deployed tactical formations, and cleared house by house.

For a moment, gunshots rang out from the tall spires of the hive city, and battles for breakthrough and counter-breakthrough unfolded fiercely in one luxurious yet decadent residence after another.
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"The Corpse King's lackeys are rushing in! Follow me! Support the upper nest!"

On the streets of the Middle and Lower Nests, the rebel leaders shouted in panic.

What makes Chaos rebels more difficult to deal with than the Imperial defenders is that corruption often starts from the lower nest and gradually spreads upwards until the entire city becomes the minions of the Chaos God.

Therefore, when faced with the imperial offensive, these low-class groups, gangs, and various cults will spontaneously serve as available human resources and join the ranks of those fighting against the empire.

The dense sound of footsteps echoed in the closed and dirty streets of Xiachao.

at this time.

Boom!

A clearly audible explosion instantly drowned out all the footsteps.

The side rock wall was blown open with a loud bang, and sharp black stone fragments flew in all directions like meteor darts. The fallen supporters running along the way were hit head-on by the sudden explosion.

The broken limbs and body parts, along with internal organs, flew dozens of meters away and covered the wall covered with faded graffiti.

Amid the howling of ghosts and wolves, black figures rushed out from the darkness. They seemed like the embodiment of darkness, and the skulls on their masks exuded a chilling breath of death.

More than a dozen wooden-handled grenades were thrown out from a large hole filled with the smell of gunpowder, and rolled down the alley with a thud.

Bang bang bang!
A series of explosions killed all those fish that had managed to escape the first round of blasting.

The grenadier sergeant, holding a high-energy Lucius laser pistol in one hand and a shovel in the other, rushed out of the cave first.

He suddenly slashed the back of a small rebel leader in front of him who was still struggling to get up with a shovel. At the same time, he quickly pointed the barrel of his pistol at the head of another traitor and decisively pulled the trigger.

After confirming that the passage was safe, the grenadier sergeant took out a bright red flare from his chest pocket full of grenades and held it high to point the way for his companions who were still silently charging in the cave.

Suddenly, from the crude shed above their heads, a group of fanatical traitors wielding various crude weapons homemade by the lower nests descended from the sky like raindrops.

The sergeant was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground by a fanatical believer holding a spiked stick, and the flare in his hand fell.

The two men rolled and wrestled on the blood-soaked ground, grabbing each other's throats tightly, their nails digging deeply into each other's flesh.

But soon, an expression of extreme fear suddenly appeared on the fanatic's face, as if he had seen the most horrifying scene in the world, and then he let out an extremely miserable scream.

(End of this chapter)