Chapter 367 05.0366: "Farewell amidst the sound of gunfire"

"Have you heard? We have one more enemy, the damn alien. Now the war zones of the entire Far Star are in a mess. I just hope that the wish of the Sanguinius to triumph over Britain can come true.

But since last night, the Imperial Navy's big iron birds have been roaring non-stop, and when we set out, we heard that they had already won their first battle. Well, it seems that there is still hope for Sanguinius to return home."

"The ground is shaking, the steel is wailing, even from hundreds of kilometers away, I can feel the results of the Imperial Navy's battles. I really envy these guys who can fly in the sky every day. May the Emperor bless Her Majesty the Queen and her heroic army to achieve the same outstanding results, and don't let the Imperial Navy steal our limelight."

"Hehe, these flying yakshas. I prefer their melta bombs to their high-explosive bombs. At least after the explosion, only crystallized hard dry gravel is left on the ground, instead of a pool of mud that is big enough for our heavy tanks to sink into.

Well, anyway, I hope the Imperial Marines can do more of these bombings, because the enemy armored forces are much worse off than us."

——The Heavy Armoured Company of the 1st Squadron, 1st Battalion, 1st Armoured Regiment of the British Royal Army, a night talk on the expedition to the planet Farr.
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The first echelon of the British 1st Brigade's armored forces launched a surprise attack on the left front of the rebel armored forces as planned. The rebels had to withdraw a regiment-level armored force from the troops that broke through the Modian Iron Guard's defense line in front to fight against them.

After a fierce battle, the scorched earth plain was covered with tank wreckage. The wreckage of tanks and armored units that were burned after being penetrated by both sides were scattered across the uncultivated plain with blazing flames.

The broken black tracks were stuck in the mud, and the crew members who failed to escape were half hanging on the vehicle, turning into charred corpses.

Most of them were rebel vehicles destroyed by the Vulture Valkyries.

As the main weapon commonly equipped on Leman Russ tanks, the battle cannon has the longest range and fastest firing rate. Its inherent characteristics are more inclined to provide fire support for infantry and deal with light vehicles.

When encountering an opponent with the same level of protection as itself, a stalemate occurs where the Leman Russ Battle Cannon is unable to penetrate the frontal armor of the Leman Russ.

Each other's shells hit the solid front armor plate of the vehicle, and either bounced off or the warheads were embedded in it, leaving at most a slight dent on the blackened and burned protective armor after the explosion.

Only when both sides are firing at the same time and are very close to each other, can the laser cannon with a lower firing rate at the front of the vehicle possibly penetrate the front armor.

In this situation where they can't break each other's defense.

The Macharius heavy tank was far ahead.

They have frontal armor that is close to that of the Emperor's Bane Blade, strong and reliable. Even the high-energy beams of laser cannons seem weak in front of such strong armor.

The double-barreled heavy artillery with higher penetration mercilessly pours thunderous fire on the enemy, tearing up steel and melting molten iron.

The addition of this top-notch heavy armored assault force broke the stalemate.

"Side! Enemy armor!"

In order to break the declining situation of being unable to confront the Macharius heavy tank head-on, the rebels sent a detachment, trying to rely on the deep maneuvers in the Great Plains, go around the side of the assault spearhead, and rely on ambushes to destroy the Macharius heavy tank from the side.

But these Astra Militarum commanders who graduated from regular military academies are no pushovers. They were taught by the same master, so don’t they know what the rebels want to do?
The armored group that had finally managed to get around the side drove to the side of Macharius who was advancing forward.

puff!
A ball of plasma flew over a thousand meters and hit the side of one of the Leman Russ tanks with an unclean mark painted on it.

The huge explosion that followed caused its heavy turret to fly upside down and eventually fall back to the ground.

The gun barrel stuck straight into the soft fertile soil, giving people a terrifying feeling of being beheaded.

An Omega tank destroyer modified from the chassis of a Macharius heavy tank had already hidden in the jungle covered with bushes and grass camouflage. The muzzle of the twin-mounted plasma blaster that had just been fired still exuded a burnt smell after the air was ionized.

(That night, the Cricket self-propelled artillery and Rhino tank destroyer of Guteras Germany were all drunk... I'm sure)
These tanks from the tank destroyer squadron guard the flank safety of a 3000-degree fan-shaped area with a front radius of 120 meters.

Taking advantage of the commotion caused by the explosion, the Macharius heavy tank that broke through from the front discovered the attacker, and then the turret began to rotate slowly.

boom!boom!
boom!
Another rebel Chimaera tank was torn apart by the fierce firepower of the twin cannons, and the enemy armored detachment, which suffered a head-on blow, was forced to retreat along the same route.

But the tank-killer squadron would not let go of such a big piece of meat that was delivered to their doorstep.

The Omega-type Makarius tank destroyer starts the engine. Their front armor is also thick and their equipment can be used as assault guns.

The news of the flank defeat quickly spread to the rebel front-line command through the rebel armored forces' more smooth communication equipment.

The rebel commander, whose face was hideous and covered with strange characters, showed no change in expression, but his pair of ferocious keratinized claws suddenly crushed the bone decoration placed on the table.

In order to contain the offensive of the 1st Brigade, the rebel troops unsurprisingly launched an attack on the front of the 1st Brigade.

It is hoped that the main armored force of the 1st Brigade can be attracted back.

At the forward blocking position on Highway 54, the soldiers of the 88th British Regiment had only foxholes to rely on. Five kilometers to the rear, trench diggers were racing against time to build a formal defense line.

These brave and fearless Astra Militarum soldiers were almost all infantry, with only a small number of 79th Armored Reconnaissance Companies sent to assist in the blocking of heavy wheeled vehicles.

Their mission was to delay time for the construction of the defense line at all costs. They knew that the more fierce the enemy's attack, the more successful the armored forces' right hook would be.

The enemy's mechanized forces launched an armored coordinated attack on the front of the 1st Brigade, but were almost immediately harassed from the side by the Rangers of the 79th Armored Reconnaissance Regiment. They were forced to deploy their battle formations a long way in advance, and the infantry dismounted and accompanied the attack on foot.

The Rangers were elusive, fighting and running away without any delay, and did not cause much damage, but they brought great resistance to the rebels' formation advancement and implementation of combat plans.

When the insurgents reached the blocking position, the mechanized infantry had already walked 3 kilometers on foot.

What awaited them was the heroic grenadiers and cross-defensive fire.

The heavy artillery group, under the coordinate instructions of the front-line artillery observers, poured fierce firepower on the assaulting mechanized cluster to block it.

The elusive Vulture-type Valkyrie fighter also appears in a quiet posture.

In order to avoid the threat of the enemy's Hydra self-propelled artillery accompanying air defense in the field, Horatio required them to carry rockets and launch rocket-launched covering strikes directly from a distance.

The positions of these ejection points were measured in advance by Horatio, the Hell Soldier, and the Valkyrie fighters during test firing and calibration.

When the enemy reaches a marked point, the Valkyrie fighter will fly to the corresponding estimated position, raise its nose, and fiercely empty the rocket nest towards the enemy's advancing forces.

On the right side, the assembled greenskin army attacked both armies indiscriminately.

The 1st Brigade's garrison suffered severe flank threats, but these greenskins also made it difficult for the rebel troops attacking the 1st Brigade's front line.

When the greenskins launched a charge, the Imperial Army and the rebel troops who were already in the crossfire often stopped firing at each other inexplicably and turned their guns to kill the greenskins first. Because they all knew that the threat of these cunning and brutal, brutal and cunning stupid beasts was extremely deadly. This was a lesson about the greenskins that humans had engraved into their DNA for thousands of years.

The situation in the Mordian position was grim.

Before the rebel armored forces attacked, the greenskins' harassment had seriously slowed down their progress in building defenses.

By 3 p.m., the battle lines of the 339th Light Infantry Regiment, the 412th Light Infantry Regiment, and the 637th Infantry Regiment of the Modian Guard had been breached in two and three places respectively.

Because these light infantrymen lacked mechanized vehicles, they had no retreat plan after the front line was breached. After all, legs could not run faster than tracks.

The commander of the Modian Iron Guard was well aware of this, and all of them held their positions in the divided and surrounded position with the determination to die. They used the relatively well-constructed positions to coordinate the infantry to launch a counterattack against the rebels who were coming from all directions to encircle them.

When any small position is about to be lost, the Iron Guard officer on the position will fire a red flare into the sky.

Then, the Iron Guard Artillery Regiment will cover the entire corresponding position with firepower, maximizing the consumption of the rebels' manpower.

As for those large and important positions that were divided by armored assaults, Avirus landing craft were busy airdropping supplies to them under the cover of the Valkyrie fighters arranged by Horatio.

Batches of Modian reserve troops were sent to the battlefield on Avis landing craft that could carry dozens of people and tons of supplies at a time. Then, bloody and seriously injured soldiers were lifted onto the aircraft and transported to field hospitals in the rear.

As a result, several landing craft and two Valkyrie fighters were shot down by the rebels' accompanying anti-aircraft vehicles on their way back and forth.

The Hell's Vanguard Squad, which can be used to rescue downed pilots, is almost fully booked.

An aerial lifeline supported by blood is ensuring the survival of the Mordians.

At an emergency strategic meeting, Sir Wellesley proposed that these positions must be held at all costs.

Because they are like sharp thorns, if the enemy ignores them, their firepower will seriously threaten the rebels' supply lines.

As long as they exist, the further the rebels advance, the more their supplies will fall behind. If this continues, their advance will be worn out sooner or later, and they will eventually be stopped here by the rear line of the light infantry regiment.

By then, when the rest of Modian's mechanized forces arrived, they could, together with the British Armored Task Force that was attacking the enemy's flank, split and encircle this extremely threatening rebel armored assault force, and annihilate it together with the Imperial Naval Aviation Force.

As soon as Horatio jumped off the plane, his deputy Archie came jogging over and handed him the latest battle report data board with a serious expression.

"Thanks, Archie, we're in a tense moment." Horatio took it from him.

"That's what we're here to deal with," Archie Cuthbert Collingwood greeted, then immediately ran to the tactical intelligence room.

Just as Horatio was on the runway of the Imperial Navy field airport near Mount Montachia, holding a data tablet in his hand and watching the dangerous situation on the front line with a frown.

"Horatio." Louise walked over quickly, followed by Farida.

Louise started to speak but stopped herself from speaking, as if she was hesitating and struggling with something.

Farida looked at her calmly, then said:

"Dear, according to the monitoring of the Void Fleet's Avionics Department, the Hell Gate Subspace Rift has undergone a new round of expansion, which may cause instability in the Subspace channel in the near future.

Just now, Captain Peru seemed to have detected some hidden danger and urgently decided to put the fleet into level 3 combat alert.

At the same time, the candidate officers who are preparing to go to Sepura-Mundi to take the Navy Lieutenant Examination will set off immediately. This is the last communication ship that can catch up with the Navy Lieutenant Examination in the second half of the year. "

Louise pursed her red lips, looking like she didn't want to leave Horatio when the war was so tense, but Farida spoke for her without any burden.

"How are your preparations going?" Horatio laughed, not caring at all about the impending separation. His laughter was full of concern for her future.

Louise raised her head suddenly, her eyes sparkling, and she straightened her chest and said, "Thanks to you, I have recently completed the first round of review. I have understood the principles of many knowledge points that I didn't master before. I will further consolidate and master them."

"do well on the exam."

Horatio stepped forward and patted Louise on the shoulder.

"Farida, your official Fleet Military Supervisory Review and Assessment is scheduled to take place in the second half of this year, in Sepura-Mundi, right?"

"Yes."

"You two should go together, so that you can take care of each other on the way. Promise me that you won't damage your relationship because of me, okay?" Horatio said gently and earnestly.

"I...I know." Farida turned her eyes away, entwined her beautiful golden curly hair with her slender fingers, and stammered with a slightly red cheek.

"Captain, Farida is in your hands. Please take good care of her for me." Horatio saluted Louise and then turned to Farida.

"Who... who asked her to take care of me! I'm fine." Farida puffed her lips and said unconvincedly.

"Leave it to me." Louise's calm voice always reassures people:
"You too, take care of yourself. I estimate that we will be separated for several months, assuming that the subspace channel is stable."

"I will. Good luck on the exam."

Horatio smiled. Although he felt a little reluctant, it was a matter of great importance to their future after all, so he supported the two of them in striving for a formal position.

Louise walked towards Horatio with her arms open, and Farida was not willing to be left behind. The two of them, secretly wrestling with each other's shoulders, hugged him in an awkward but warm posture.

Just as Horatio was immersed in the happiness brought by the two.

Suddenly, there were sounds of artillery fire and fierce gunfire coming from the right rear of the airport. Horatio had to let go of the two women and turned around to look with a frown. It was the cannons of the bunkers that survived on the outer ring side of Mount Montachia and were under the control of the Astra Militarum again, firing towards the distance.

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