Chapter 669 07.668: “Night Raid (ask for monthly pass!)”

“We’re going to enter the trench from here, Colonel, get ready.” The man said in a muffled voice through the gas mask. He walked in front of Horatio, his big leather shoes covered in mud and water, stepping heavily on the dirty wooden boards, and the stinky water from below splashed on his leggings with a “splash”.

But he seemed unaware of it and looked normal, obviously he was already accustomed to such harsh trench environment.

“…” Horatio’s eyebrows twitched slightly. The harshness of the trench environment in front of him was far beyond his imagination.

The trench was filled with a strong stench of decay, sewage was flowing freely underfoot, the wooden boards were soaked and rotten, and when you stepped on them you could clearly feel the sticky and loose feedback, as if they would collapse at any time.

[Maybe it’s because I’ve been in the navy for too long that I’ve become so picky.] He recalled the time when he was a hell vanguard in Zhongsi Academy, when he was not afraid of hard work and bad conditions. He reflected and took action in an instant, and stepped resolutely on the soaked wooden board with his shiny leather boots.

“Now that we’re down here, let’s get ready to change into uniforms. The ones we’re wearing are probably going to be scrapped.” He turned around and said to Farida and Louise with a slightly helpless look on his face.

Puff!
As soon as he set foot, black water mixed with mud and emitting a disgusting corpse stench splashed on the sides of his boots.

He secretly thanked his lucky stars that he was wearing long boots instead of leather shoes when he came down, otherwise his pants would be completely ruined.

Looking at Farida on the side, her platinum uniform was now stained with large and conspicuous pieces of mud, just like a ball of ink suddenly splashed on a piece of flawless white paper, which was particularly glaring.

“I should have worn a respirator when I came down.” Farida sighed helplessly. She pinched her nose carefully and walked slowly forward step by step. With every step, she seemed to be afraid of disturbing this muddy world: “I feel like I’m suffocating.”

“The Kriegs will surely have extra respirators on the battlefield. Bear with me.”

Horatio hurried to catch up with the staff officer.

“Can you tell me how this battle started? I only heard that it started with the rebels attacking the Krieg Corps in transit.”

Horatio said as he passed through one identical-looking Krieg soldier after another.

These soldiers seemed to be unaware of the dirt and mess, and they were concentrating on crawling in front of the trench firing position filled with mud and stench, vigilantly watching the surrounding commotion, and guarding this dangerous position. Horatio quickened his pace, caught up with the staff officer, and asked.

“This is a trap. At that time, I had just been transferred to the 15th Siege Army and was still a junior military supervisor.”

When the man mentioned this, his tone suddenly became particularly heavy, and his expression became more serious. “The rebels had already controlled the arsenal of the hive city. During the military parade that day, they made preparations in advance, occupied advantageous terrain, and fired wildly at the transfer landing site from a high position. There was also a noble Imperial Knights who fell with these running dogs.

My superior, the regiment commander, was hit by the lumberjack spear of the Knight Mech on the spot, and his body was broken in two from the waist… That day was the darkest day on the entire planet.

Despite our best efforts, the rebels had an absolute advantage in firepower and terrain, and one of the first two infantry regiments attacked was almost destroyed in a short period of time.

The staff officer paused, then continued:
“In the midst of chaos, the Kriegs demonstrated their well-trained military discipline and unique combat philosophy. The general decisively ordered all regiments to move to the new battle line he had drawn.

After receiving the order, the Kriegs completely ignored the attacks and interference along the way and reached the designated locations of their respective battle lines in just three days.

After that, the two sides launched a series of brutal and bloody offensive and defensive battles, in the process, the armored units were almost completely lost.

The Krieg armored regiment had not yet received any weapons replenishment during the expedition, but even so, they still used their incomplete organization, coordinated with the Death Cavalry and Grenadiers, and relied on tactics such as reconnaissance-destroy and lure-ambush to wipe out the rebel armored forces that were five times their own size. “

[As expected of Krieg…] Horatio secretly praised in his heart, this group of taciturn soldiers, their determination to fight was so firm, and their combat strategies were flexible, it seemed that they were not as rigid and inflexible as rumored.

“Later, both the Kriegs and the Rebels began digging trenches.

After all, if the infantry lost the cover and support of the armored forces and fired on each other on the plains, they would undoubtedly be seeking their own death.

What happened next is just as you can see. The trenches became longer and deeper, and finally, on the surface of the planet, they were crisscrossed and dense like a spider web.

I estimate that over the two and a half years this campaign has cost 2.2 million Krieg casualties, as well as 3 million loyal local planetary defense forces.

As for the rebels, well, no one cares how many of them died, but I’d say there were 7 million to 10 million of them.”

“How’s the battle going now?” Horatio demanded.

“Despite the extreme lack of heavy weapons support, we tried our best and finally seized the initiative in the battle.

But recently, an Inquisitor demanded that we withdraw our forces, and he intends to impose an extermination order on the planet.”

“Did he explain why?”

“There is only one sentence: heretics and aliens who cannot be saved. But the general firmly opposed it. After all, the enemy has already shown signs of decline, and their supplies have been exhausted. It is difficult to hold on.

Although we lack heavy equipment, fortunately, the Imperial Navy has implemented an orbital blockade, and supplies and personnel are continuously flowing in.

On the other hand, the rebels got nothing, and the military supplies they seized are about to run out. “

“Is the battle line we are on now the main attack direction?”

As Horatio spoke, he stood on a dug-out position nearby and aimed his eyes at the trench artillery telescope. This was a Z-shaped telescope, modified from a artillery telescope, with a square metal shell installed on the outside. It was specially used to observe the external situation in the trench, and could effectively prevent the user from being shot in the head by an enemy sniper.

As Horatio looked, he saw the majestic main structure of the hive city vaguely emerging in the mist, like the gloomy castle of vampires in mythology, with dark lights and a chilling gloomy atmosphere.

“We are laying siege to the central hive cluster.

This is the enemy’s last important stronghold. Once they lose the war supplies in the hive city and we cut off the central rail station, they will be defeated.”

“This is the final overtime,” Horatio commented in a low voice with a serious look on his face.

“But we have no way to win. Inquisitor Blackhammer has asked the 15th Siege Army to withdraw.”

“No, we still have some time.”

Horatio kept his eyes on the movements outside the trench and said calmly, “Another Inquisitor and I managed to hinder Black Hammer’s actions.

But even so, we can only buy a short time, the Black Hammer Inquisitor has great power and acts arbitrarily.”

Horatio took a deep breath and the image of the Black Hammer Inquisitor emerged in his mind. In Gothic Fleet 2, this man was ruthless. He could execute high-ranking officials like Marshal Delong, the Commander-in-Chief of the Star Domain Navy, and he could also directly ask Speyer to take over.

As long as he doesn’t care about his own safety, he can do whatever he wants.

As the agent of the God-Emperor, only the Inquisition itself can punish such an inquisitor.

Suddenly, Horatio caught a glimpse of a cold light from the corner of his eye.

[! What is that?]
“Click!” As the black trench shears made a crisp sound, several dark shadows suddenly stood up from the thick curtain of night like ghosts.

The dull sound of footsteps came closer and closer, accompanied by the sound of splashing mud and water.

“Puchi!” A Krieg soldier reacted quickly, raised his gun in an instant and stabbed at the black shadow in front of him, and the black shadow fell to the ground.

However, almost at the same moment, the Krieg soldier was also stabbed hard by a dagger. His body shook a few times and he fell heavily, blocking the way in front of Horatio.

“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!” Horatio shouted at the top of his voice.

Seeing this, the staff officer immediately reached out and picked up the copper whistle on the breastplate.

Hey, hey, hey!
The whistle blew rapidly, and the shrill sound echoed in the trenches and cut through the night sky.

More and more figures rushed through the barbed wire that had been hastily repaired under the cover of night after being bombarded during the day, and jumped into the trenches.

Three rebel suicide squad members wearing human skin gas masks and with sharp spikes on their shoulder armor jumped from the top of the trench and pounced on Horatio like wolves pouncing on their prey.

Horatio reacted quickly, instantly raising his armored iron hand and blocking it in front of him, ready for battle.

He knew clearly that he was not wearing armor at the moment, only a military uniform and a soft fireproof lining.

Although this lining has a certain protective effect against high temperature and laser, under the premise of giving priority to the aesthetics and texture of military uniforms, its limited strength and thickness make it no different from thin paper in the face of single-molecule blades and completely defenseless.

He secretly warned himself that he must not be stabbed by the enemy’s knife, otherwise his life would be in danger.

Military Supervisor Farida has already dealt with many emergencies and has formed muscle memory through constant training.

The moment one of the men pounced at her, she was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and instantly drew the explosive pistol from her waist. She raised her hand and fired a shot, accurately blowing up a man’s head.

The headless corpse, spurting blood, smashed towards Horatio like a kite with a broken string.

Seeing this, Horatio swung his iron hand and smashed it hard on the headless corpse, sending the skinny body flying and crashing into the other attacker, causing the two of them to fall onto the protective sandbags in a strange bow shape.

A Krieg grenadier who came with the staff officer for protection was also quick-eyed and quick-handed. With a flash of cold light, the bayonet in his hand stabbed fiercely into the chest of the other figure.

“what!”

After a loud scream, he twisted his wrist hard and then quickly pulled out the bayonet.

The rebel suicide squad breathed his last, his spine broken, and his body slowly slid down from the sandbag covered in mud and blood, the black sand in the sandbag falling on him.

“Go to hell! Running dog of the false emperor!” An angry shout was heard, and a rebel holding a homemade short weapon jumped down from above, swung the weapon, and smashed it directly at Louise’s head with a sound of wind.

(End of this chapter)