Chapter 348 05.0347: "Storm and Rain"

boom!
Another fierce gust of wind blew the bushes nearby.

Boom!
boom!
Two crisp sounds were heard, and the rebel driver felt his face instantly getting hot, and a stinging liquid flowed into his eyes.

He squinted his eyes and turned his head to look to the side. The operator of the vehicle's heavy-duty explosive arrow had half of his body torn apart by the hard-core armor-piercing bullets and collapsed fragments, and he lay limply in a mutilated corpse.

Feeling a sharp pain, the driver looked down at his hand tremblingly.

"Ah! Ah!" He screamed in horror, his right arm pierced by metal fragments splashed from the right side.

The skin on the back of the hands and forearms was embedded with densely packed fragments of various sizes, like growths.

Blood continued to seep out of the wound, and white bones were vaguely visible, adding an extra sense of shock to this "metal tumor".

Because of the body's protective mechanism, he did not feel any pain at the moment of injury, but instead felt a burning and impact sensation.

The delayed pain stimulated the driver's brain along with the continuous flow of blood, but he was no longer able to scream. Excessive blood loss caused the driver's eyes to go black and his vision to become blurred, and he finally fell on his back in the operating position.

"What are you standing there for? Move the fuck up!"

The rebel tank commander saw that two people were killed in an instant, kicked the gunner to drag the body from the driver's seat away, and he leaned out himself to operate the heavy bolter on the roof to be on guard.

Suddenly, the familiar sound of the Vulcanor 16 twin-coupled multi-way combustion engine came from the rear.

That was the sound of the Chimera's engine, there was no way he could mistake it.

The commander turned his head in horror, only to see the Chimera tank that had just disappeared rolling over the hillside, ready to rush downhill towards the crowded woods.

"Quick! Fire! Fire!"

He urged instinctively, and only after he finished shouting did he suddenly realize that the gunner had been driven away by him to clean up the bodies.

The Chimera armored vehicle climbed over the hill and went down, about to start a bumpy sprint.

Taking advantage of the moment of relative stillness after turning the slope, Leidos opened fire with the laser cannon.

Jiong!
A thick red laser hit the turret of the rebel Chimera, burning a large hole the moment it made contact, with molten iron flowing out.

While penetrating the armor, the laser also made a large hole in the chest and abdomen of the rebel tank commander, then passed through his fragile flesh and pierced through the gun shield at the front of the vehicle.

Following the guidance of Horatio's beacon, the Chimera chariot staggered down the slope. The shock-absorbing suspension system was still functioning well, so the entire body of the vehicle bounced up and down, and after landing on the ground, it only bounced a few times before returning to calm.

Jiong! Jiong! Jiong!
The Chimera tank fell from the mountain and circled behind the enemy vehicle, successfully launching multiple laser shots, and finally blew up the promethium tank inside the enemy vehicle, causing a close-range explosion that announced the end of the battle.

The shock wave of the explosion at close range shook the 38-ton Chimera body, causing both the car and the people on board to tremble violently.

"Phew! God-Emperor, we finally blew up this Chimera, we're really good." Captain Sharp opened the hatch, leaned out, and looked at the burning and crackling wreckage of the car in front of him with admiration and surprise.

Whoosh! —

There were dense sonic booms coming from overhead.

The captain of the rifle reconnaissance company looked up in astonishment, squinting his eyes against the sunlight, watching the Imperial Navy's new round of ground-to-ground echelon of Fury interceptors and Starhawk bombers whizzing past overhead.

The next second, the sunlight that finally broke through the smoke and fog was once again obscured by countless black shadows.

"God Emperor, this is..."

The Astra Militarum soldiers on the front line also looked up at the sky in amazement. They had never seen such a large-scale, densely packed bombing by aircraft that covered the sky.

An entire air wing, 6 squadrons, 96 high-speed aircraft that were much larger than the Makarius tanks, spewing blue flames.

As several squadrons of Starhawk bombers, each loaded with more than 40 6000-pound bombs of various types, flew over the target, blinding golden fire fell from the sky.

Horatio has assigned combat missions to all the air squadrons on the war sandbox.

The mission is to locate all high-value enemy targets within 8 kilometers that are detected and located by ground surveillance astronomical radar.

The small-scale bombardment of the Star Army with a few dozen kilograms of explosive equivalent obviously could not meet the needs of the aviation commander. What he wanted was a heavy bomb with an explosive equivalent of hundreds or even thousands of kilograms in a short period of time to completely destroy all targets behind the enemy!
What we want is a saturation attack to annihilate all the rebel forces here!
This is a rain of fire from the sky that only the Imperial Navy can accomplish.

Horatio, wearing a respectable Imperial Navy officer's uniform, stood alone on the edge of the cliff, standing tall in the wind.

With one hand behind his back and the other on his shirt button, he looked aloofly at the hammers of destruction dropped from the sky by the overwhelming fleet of machines, his face cold and serious.

"God Emperor! This is the first time in my life that I have seen so many fighter planes deployed. Ah!!!"

Whoosh! —

Before the noble ladies behind them could finish their sighs, strong air currents swept over them, trying to blow up their skirts, but this time they were prepared.

As they lamented the devastation in the distance, the ladies, wearing lace-trimmed gloves, held down their skirts tightly, but the strong wind still blew their wide-brimmed hats into the sky and away.

A brigade of Valkyrie fighter planes took off from surrounding front-line airports and flew in attack formation, also passing over the heads of their aviation commanders standing on the top of the mountain and rushed towards the battlefield where artillery fire was raging.

The surging wind blew the gold tassels woven with gold thread on Horatio's shoulder blades, making them swing wildly.

He slightly adjusted the bicorne hat on his head, and watched as hundreds of fighter planes under his command rushed towards the battlefield in a cloud-covered manner. He raised his head with a little complacency and proudly looked at the battlefield covered with flames and craters.

As the surrounding Star Boundary Military Academy officers lost their voices in shock, the earth began to tremble.

The rain of fire from bombs, the whistling of rocket barrages, the salvos of plasma missiles, and the mushroom clouds that rose after the Imperial Navy's version of the Death Strike missiles hit the enemy's rear, added a beautiful golden-red fireworks to the once quiet and boring enemy rear lines.

The entire area around Mount Montachia was completely shrouded in smoke and raging fire.

It was a horrifying sight. He just raised his hand slightly, and the earth became devastated once again, trembling and wailing helplessly.

"I think the battle is decided, gentlemen." Horatio turned around and politely took off his hat and saluted the officers and ladies present.

Without support from the rear, the rebels' resistance on the front line could not last long. From a strategic point of view, the Empire had already won the offensive.

The Astra Militarum officers and the ladies present looked at each other in bewilderment. After a long while, there was a burst of warm applause in the headquarters.
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"I rushed to the top of the pass, wanting to see the land we conquered with blood, flesh and pain, but all I could see was blazing fire and wreckage from several kilometers of chain explosions. Dear Polly, with the Imperial Navy Fleet liaison officer here, maybe we can go home soon and meet our relatives and friends in Britain."

A Royal Engineer demolition sergeant wrote in a letter to his wife after the war.

"Looking at the enemy's front, we could only see endless flames, ashes and rolling dust, just like the end of the world. The smoke created by the Imperial Navy obscured everything in front of me. For a moment I thought I was blind. Those damn traitors must not have known what was happening, and they were blown to pieces without knowing what was happening."

A line private from the 88th Infantry Regiment excitedly spoke to his comrades as they huddled around a fire pit at night.

"He, the naval officer, summoned the legendary skyfire with just a wave of his hand. The heat wave turned the white snow into black mud. Then our tracks rolled and sank into the mud. The engineers used two engineering trailers to drag our old friend out of the mud pit.

But it is clear that the enemy's modified products that can't even be called armored vehicles have suffered a worse fate than us. I am glad that we are on the same side as the Imperial Navy, unlike those traitors. "

A Leman Russ tank commander recalled this to his men during dinner and tea.

"True God! True God! Why don't you come to save us! Why did the Corpse King bring his wrath upon us, and you turned a blind eye?!"

A rebel cultist, who was covered in wounds and barely looked like an officer, stumbled into the altar and accused the evil statue. He then lost control of his emotions and smashed the evil statue, and his limbs were chopped off and used as a human pig sacrifice.

“I have participated in many great battles. I have seen the Iron Warriors destroy cities and strongholds with their cannons. I have seen the God Machines launch destructive power that can flatten mountaintops in an instant, but I have never seen such a terrifying precision bombardment.

Those planes blocked out the sun and the sky. The light of the stars was blocked by their huge bodies. Heavy bombs that several people couldn't hold together fell on our marching convoy like raindrops. If I hadn't stepped on the accelerator, I would have turned into a charcoal block like everyone else. Did you see those crazy people talking nonsense? Ugh! "

A rebel officer said to his fellow rebels in private as they looked at the wounded who were suffering from shell shock.

"Haha! Hahaha! We're done! We're done! The Corpse King has found us. He has sent his Archangel Gabriel to punish us! Damocles! Damocles! Gah!"

A crazed rebel suffering from shell shock uttered his last scream before stabbing himself with a bayonet.

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