Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 116 The good news is that reinforcements are coming, the bad news is chaos!
The next day.

A ray of sunshine pierces the darkness.

The cultists, who had rested for a night, once again madly rushed into the middle nest from the narrow passage of the lower nest, and the silent heavy artillery began to roar once again!

The air was filled with smoke and the roar of gunfire!
Countless lives were lost in the brutal fighting, and their blood was shed in the dilapidated ruins. The two sides were once again caught in a tug-of-war, which gradually evolved into a street fight.

Then, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the crazy cultists took away all the flesh, heads, and corpses they could, and returned to their lower nest like the receding tide.

It’s like... a repeat of yesterday!

What followed was countless repetitions.

This meaningless battle has been going on for ten days. No one knows what the cultists are thinking. It seems that they are just... seeking death!

Each time, they retreated when they couldn't hold on any longer.

It seemed as if they had pinpointed the limit of the planetary defense forces, not to break through the hive, but to consume their strength!

Alvin, who had experienced several days of bloody battles, had a face covered in blood, mud, and dust raised by artillery fire. He looked dirty and even an acquaintance would probably not be able to recognize him.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the people around him.

Today's battle is more brutal than yesterday's because of the heavy casualties among the forcibly conscripted civilians. It is now the turn of the Defense Forces, the Ministry of Justice, and the Riot Suppression Group to fill the gaps on the front lines.

Facts have proved that even the well-trained defense forces suffered extremely heavy casualties under the cultists' reckless and fanatical human wave charge.

Of the 120-man company, less than half were left after today's battle. Even though Alvin had the 'X-ray Map Plugin' that allowed him to see the local battlefield personnel, they still suffered such heavy losses.

Many other companies even have only single digits left!

The quartermaster brought today's rations. There were more than 50 people in the entire company, but there were only ten cans of corpse starch!
There was a bitter look on Alvin's lips. It seemed that in terms of logistics, even the canned corpse starch was almost out of supply.

not only that.

He found that the frequency of heavy artillery firing had also been reduced a lot. Basically, only when the defense line was completely lost would it be possible to receive reinforcement of an artillery shell.

Obviously... there are not many shells left!
All signs seem to prove that the defense forces are almost reaching their limit, at most five days... Even if the cultists cannot break through the defense line, they will fall into a state of complete collapse due to shortage of ammunition and food.

"Captain...you don't want to eat?"

The guy with a crew cut next to him had half of his face slashed by the cultists' sword, leaving a hideous scar, but he still looked very happy, staring greedily at the copy in his hand.

More than fifty people had to share ten cans of corpse starch equally. After a day of fierce fighting, it was enough to fill everyone's stomachs, let alone provide a snack.

Looking at the familiar faces surrounding him, Alvin was deeply touched.

After ten days of bloody battles, he could already call out everyone's name, and even knew what they liked and hated, as well as... every soldier who died for the empire!

"You eat, Deeds."

Alvin threw the can of corpse starch over and planned to go talk to Political Commissar Gray. This couldn't go on.

"Okay, thank you, Captain!"

Diz happily distributed the corpse cans to the other brothers, and everyone took a small bite.

After opening the tent, before Gray could get mad, Alvin spoke directly: "Commissar, there is no news from the upper nest?"

"I know what you want to ask, but..." Gray's hair has almost turned white these past few days, and he has two big dark circles under his eyes. It is obvious that he has not slept for a long time: "You have to know that no news now... is the best news."

Alvin certainly understood this, but the problem was... the army was now short of food, ammunition, and personnel. If they didn't replenish them in time, they would be finished! "I know what you're worried about."

Political Commissar Gray sat on the chair, pressing his swollen temples, his face full of bitterness: "I can even roughly guess that the reason why the cultists leave every day is to consume our strength until we are completely desperate."

"But... I have no choice."

This was the first time Alvin had seen this tough commissar look so exhausted since he joined the Planetary Defense Force, as if his whole body had been hollowed out.

To be honest, the fact that this PDF team has been able to hold on until now and its morale has miraculously not collapsed is entirely due to the political commissar. If Gray was missing, he couldn't imagine what would have happened.

"Ha... Now, the only hope is to pray, to the great Emperor." Gray sighed, his eyes sad: "I hope the Military Affairs Department... No, it should be that there is an Astra Militarum and Astartes regiment around us."

The current situation in the hive city is no longer something that the planetary defense force can resolve.

If the Upper Nest had not been closed, the Planetary Defense Force could rely on the Upper Nest to obtain a steady supply of supplies and more powerful weapons, and perhaps have a chance to eliminate the cultists.

But... the planetary defense force, whose retreat has been cut off, is now like being stuck in the middle, waiting to be caught in a jar!
He had already pushed his tactics to the limit, but the cultists were still too numerous, and the loss of lives gradually tipped the balance of victory in their favor.

"Political Commissar, I... can get some food for emergency." After thinking it over again and again, Alvin decided to reveal some. After all, if the defense forces were completely wiped out, where could he hide?
"You? Never mind..."

Gray shook his head, not taking it seriously at all.

Even if one person can get food, how much can he get?

How is it possible to meet the needs of the Planetary Defense Force?
"At least it's better than nothing, right?"

Seeing Alvin's sincerity, Gray just tried his best and nodded reluctantly: "Okay, then go ahead and do it. Just make sure you can fill your own company."

At this moment, the two of them suddenly felt a palpitation.

It seemed like an omen that came out of nowhere, a surging malice from the High Heaven that poured out from the subspace like a torrent, making people tremble all over, with fear in every pore!
The two looked at each other, and saw the fear from the depths of their souls in each other's eyes.

Boom! ! !
A huge roar resounded throughout the night sky of the hive city!
Immediately afterwards, an ear-piercing, sharp alarm sounded in the dark night sky, and the entire sky and even the ground seemed to be shaking violently!

"not good!"

Alvin and Gray rushed out of the tent immediately and looked at the source of the vibration and sharp alarm.

However, it was seen that the closed gate of the upper nest was rising slowly, and countless ugly, hideous and terrifying sub-space 'demons' poured in from the heavy iron gate!
They let out terrifying screams, and like a blood-red cloud, they pressed towards them in a mighty force!

Go up to the nest...it's open!

But, it was not opened automatically, but was... conquered!

"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!!!"

Commissar Gray's eyes widened with anger, he raised his bolter high, and yelled at the top of his lungs with all his strength: "Everyone, prepare for battle immediately, for the Empire!!!"

At this moment...the end of the world has come!

However, the cunning cultists went against their usual behavior and took advantage of the gap when the upper nest fell and the demons were released, and rushed out from the lower nest frantically!

The planetary defense forces, the hive cities...are completely in dire straits!

Good news, reinforcements are coming!

Bad news... Chaos reinforcements!
The worse news is that they are sandwiched between chaos and cult, and have become minced meat on the chopping board!

(End of this chapter)