Chapter 345 05.0344: "Operation Behind Enemy Lines (Part )"

Horatio marked the order of attack in sequence. Although Captain Sharp and Leidos didn't know how he did it, the beacon guidance that could be seen by the naked eye was a great help on the battlefield with complex terrain.

After negotiation, the two sides of the reconnaissance team reached a preliminary joint combat plan: a rifle squad and the Hell Scouts would attack the hillside separately. The Hell Scouts would be the main attackers, while the rifle squad would be responsible for intercepting the retreating soldiers.

After reaching an agreement, both sides almost immediately began to implement the plan and implement Horatio's strategic intentions.

Not far away, Harvey's squad and the dismounted ranger reconnaissance squad were flanking them from the other side. Together with another rifle squad, they planned to attack from both sides and wipe out the entire position.

"You heard what the boss said, so hurry up! Otherwise, you guys will be the first ones to go to the duel pit tonight!"

The rebel augury radar operators were busy fiddling with the huge augury instrument. The thick cables spreading out from it looked like tentacles of some strange beast. Its huge area made it more like a towed radar station than a movable instrument.

Fortunately, with the help of the war sand table, the reconnaissance troops arrived quickly enough, and the sentry towers and other defensive fortifications around the position had not yet been deployed. Except for some infantry patrols patrolling around the perimeter, the air defense positions did not have much heavy firepower at this time.

Artillery shells were exploding on the front line. In order to cover the assault troops, the Astra Militarum artillery group was pouring firepower behind the rebel defense line based on the amount of ammunition.

Tons of artillery shells exploded above the hills and in the rear positions, the earth trembled, and the vibrations from the air made everyone's ears tingle and dizzy. In this noisy and chaotic battle situation, even if a small-scale infantry laser gun exchange occurred in the rear, it would not be easy to detect, which was undoubtedly a good cover for the reconnaissance troops.

The rustling sound of the wind blew the melting snow on the treetops, causing the snow-laden branches to sprinkle down into tiny crystal droplets.

There was a sound like wind among the trees.

As soon as a rebel sentry turned around, a sharp knife stabbed into his neck and twisted it. His throat and arteries were shattered, and he could only groan and slapped his iron hand that was gripping the handle of the knife in vain.

Captain Sharp dragged the motionless body into the bushes, and the others took their positions according to the markings on the war sand table and were ready.

As a patrol team, whose movements Horatio had figured out through bird's-eye view, approached, a dense network of fire suddenly shot out from the silent dense forest and bushes.

The riflemen relied on tree trunks and bushes to launch accurate and deadly sniper attacks. This high-powered laser rifle could break the entire human body with one shot, and even the carapace could not withstand the fierce output power. Most of the enemy patrols were directly hit in the vital parts of the upper body, and they did not make much noise before they died.

Through sand table reconnaissance, it was determined that the second patrol would take some time to arrive. Horatio tapped his index finger to draw a simple path, while using the hand of command and the war sand table to give command and guidance.

He marked the heavy weapons and machine gun positions around the position, and the rifle squad carefully followed the route instructions without alarming these fierce firepower points and reached the designated combat positions.

"All units please prepare for battle. We are about to begin attacking the enemy positions. Ten seconds left."

"We are ready."

"Ten...nine...eight..."

The Green Jackets use their thumb to release the hammer safety, their middle finger to pull the micro-action trigger, and their index finger to rest on the firing trigger.

This is a double trigger that the British got inspiration from hunting rifles and used on laser rifles for precise sniping.

"Ten, nine... three, two, one." Horatio counted down emotionlessly like a clock, and he made sure the action team was ready.

"Fire!" he shouted as the countdown ended.

Jiong! Jiong! Jiong!
The heavy weapons shooters guarding the camp were shot down one after another.

"There are enemies! Sound the alarm!!" the assistant gunner shouted.

A sentry just ran towards the signal transmitter, but after taking a few steps he was instantly torn to pieces by the fierce fire of the hot-wire volley gun.

The Hell's Vanguard came rushing in on a sliding device, bringing with it a cold roar and bringing justice.

Wherever he passed, there was only blood and death.

Several mounted heavy logging guns were completely overwhelmed without firing a single shot.

"Enemy attack from the rear! Damn, how did they get around the minefield! Quick! Go downhill!" The view from a high altitude was better. It didn't take long for the rebel officer at the radar station to discover the battle on the slope. Seeing that the defense line had been infiltrated, he immediately issued a retreat order.

Faced with the cold guns from the bushes and the attacks from the power armored mobile forces, the rebel technical troops who had set up the anti-aircraft radar point on the hillside knew they were no match for them, so they scattered and got on the trucks and ran towards their own positions at the foot of the mountain.

But Horatio, who was looking down at the terrain from a bird's-eye view, had already arranged an ambush on their route.

The leading truck had no idea that it had been highlighted in red.

There was an unexpected crash from the bumpy driver's seat. A hole was directly made in the bulletproof glass by a high-power laser gun. The driver, with blood gushing from his chest, slumped over the steering wheel, and his foot on the accelerator was released.

The truck turned out of control, went off course, rushed to the side, and rolled down the slope.

On the other side, Harvey's team and the Ranger reconnaissance team were also in place.

boom!
Seeing the ambush ahead, the rebels' trucks, eager to break through the interception, ran over the mines they had laid without thinking, and suddenly a roar accompanied by a cluster of flames shot up into the sky.

No matter how blind the officers at the artillery position were, they could still see the flames of the explosion.

"It's an enemy attack! Sound the alarm!"

The Chaos rebels' Hydra anti-aircraft gun crew pressed the electric transmission dial, lowered the gun barrel, and began to guard the surroundings.

For these rebel planetary defense forces and the Astra Militarum, the Hydra anti-aircraft gun is a powerful weapon that can be used both against the air and the ground, just like the British use it on the front line. But they don't know that everything they do, even the angle of the gun muzzle, is in Horatio's eyes.

Just as the anti-aircraft artillery was shaking its gun barrel to search for the enemy.

Several 120mm mortar shells, thicker than human calves, whizzed down from the sky and landed in the center of the artillery position.

Broken limbs and bloody debris flew out along with the huge air wave, and some pieces directly stuck to the Hydra's gun barrel.

The power was so great that the entire barrel of the Hydra cannon leaned forward and almost hit the ground.

"Where is the bombardment coming from!"

"Undetectable! Undetectable! Extremely close range!"

The rifle squad that remained outside the attack had four men to operate the captured mortars and four to man the Macrosonic cannon.

The rest of the people hid in the woods and only conducted reconnaissance without showing up.

Because the distance was very close, the mortar's trajectory made a large arc at a high point in the air and fell down heavily.

Its trajectory cannot be recognized by ballistic computers at all.

Da da da! Da da da!
The surviving Hydra artillery in the surrounding area was frightened and fired indiscriminately at the surrounding low bushes.

These low shrubs are the best cover for artillery positions, but once the other side of the shrubs falls into the hands of the enemy, they are also their biggest threat.

Soon, the huge cannon with its barrel sticking out from the bushes also opened fire.

A short grenade hit the side of the towed Hydra anti-aircraft gun, smashing the gunner into pieces.

Before another artilleryman could take up his position, the laser shot from behind him burned a large smoking hole in his back, and the broken bones were clearly visible among the charred black and red flesh.

"There are enemies behind us too!"

Harvey's squad and the dismounted rangers followed Horatio's beacon, avoiding the enemy's reconnaissance and surveillance vision all the way, and successfully moved to the vicinity of the position through the dense forest.

When the sound of pulleys was heard, the rebels were surprised to find that a power armored force suddenly rushed out from behind them.

Each of them has a Hell Carbine or even a Hot-Wire Rifle in their hands, and their individual firepower equipment is simply luxurious.

What is even more incredible is that each of them wears the rudder emblem of the Imperial Navy.

This means that these elite soldiers neither belong to the Astra Militarum nor to the Astartes. They are a group of mortals, a group of mortals belonging to the Imperial Navy!

"The ground surveillance auspicious instrument has been deployed!" A report came from the servo skull floating next to Horatio.

Leidos's squad occupied the hillside radar station and used the rebels' ready-made vehicle-mounted detection radar to connect to their own portable ground surveillance auscultation system. As the huge auscultation radar dish began to rotate, the detection radius of the war sand table instantly expanded by 5 kilometers.

In an instant, any enemy ground unit within a radius of eight kilometers that was lower than the hillside was instantly exposed.

Although radar detection waves cannot show the complete outline of enemy buildings on the war sand table like visual vision, the approximate size of the target can be determined by identifying the reflected wavelength.

There are marching reserves, logistics supply trucks, material transfer depots, forward operating bases (FOBs), other small artillery positions, and Chimera tanks that are being assembled.

These targets appeared as red ripples on the war sand table, surging in circles, and the reflected wave processor of the ground surveillance AOE radar marked the unit type analysis for Horatio for each surging red circle.

Under the scanning of the ground detection auspicious device deployed behind enemy lines, it was as if the eyes of heaven had been opened, and these military intelligence information came in one after another and reflected into Horatio's blue eyes.

He raised his white-gloved index finger and selected several Astra Militarum artillery groups, marking in red the locations of important enemy fixed targets that they had detected.

This was the power granted to him by Sir Wellesley - the right to issue combat 'advice' to units that were not assigned combat targets by other Astra Militarum staff officers.

This wording was used in order to make the senior military supervisors turn a blind eye.

What is the actual power? 'Those who understand will understand, and those who don't understand won't understand even if you tell them. Don't ask. The interests involved are too great, and there is no benefit in telling them.'

"Sir! Our artillery rangefinder has received new parameters! From brigade headquarters!"

"Calibrate artillery parameters! Adjust firing range! 1 base number, fire!"

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