Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 62

  Chapter 62 Emotion is a luxury

  Boom!

  The whole earth was shaking slightly, and the radiation sandstorm that covered the sky was still a hundred kilometers away.

   Hawke in the trench felt the vibration and heard the terrible sound of sandstorms moving.

  Hawk has never seen such a huge sandstorm, overwhelming, like the end of the world, and the most terrifying thing is that it is also mixed with lightning.

  His hometown does not have such a terrible sandstorm, only this alien planet that also belongs to the human empire has such a sandstorm.

   This is the second planet of the Aobo galaxy.

  Planet No. 2 is an earth-like planet. The colonists of the empire built hive cities on this planet to maintain normal production and life. .

  Different from hives in other worlds, the hive city here extends downward.

  The Aobo galaxy is a double star, and the strong stellar radiation bombards the four planets in the galaxy all the time, blasting them into barren land.

   Hiding underground is undoubtedly a good way.

  The entrance to the Hive City is a huge mountain range. The colonists hollowed out the entire mountain to build an airport, and built a large number of buildings to collect solar energy to supply energy to the Hive City.

  This kind of structure makes the whole nest easy to defend and difficult to attack.

  At least until the arrival of Hawke and others, the orcs failed to capture the hive city.

  Hawk didn't expect that the first battle he participated in in the Star Militia Army was to fight against the orcs.

   They have defeated the orcs several times in a row.

   But those guys will always make a comeback. If the space battle is not over, I'm afraid it will be difficult to end the war.

   Hawke belongs to the Natal 65th regiment, which is a recruit regiment.

  The Primarch needs enough troops to defeat the enemy and defend the achievements of the reform.

  The veterans were broken up and assigned to different units to lead the recruits.

   This ground battle is also Hawke's first battle.

  The fear of death made his adrenaline soar, and even after the battle was over, it was still difficult to calm down.

   "Those green skins are really disgusting." Castine said on the side.

   Hawk glanced at Castine, who was also tightly wrapped.

  The heavy double-layer protective military uniform has completely covered her good figure. Her young, collagen-filled face is flushed, and she is obviously bored.

  The cause of the Emperor requires the dedication of all men and women.

  Castine belongs to the 68th regiment, and that regiment is all women.

  The Corps does not mix men and women together, they are separated separately, which can be better managed and avoid some unhealthy tendencies.

   "Which Enemy of the Emperor is not disgusting??"

   Hawke made a humorous sentence.

  Castine smiled, she was very pretty, like the little sister next door.

   "It's over, let's go get some drinks." Castine said.

   "Of course it's great. There's no reason not to invite such a beautiful female soldier to drink." Hawke laughed.

  Castine wanted to say something, but the harsh siren sounded.

   A loud voice came from afar.

  Accompanied by the smoke and the wind brought by the storm, the orcs appeared before their eyes.

  Those guys were driving terrifyingly modified chariots, WAAAGH, WAAAGH shouting.

   "Here they come," shouted the officer in black boots and carrying a laser pistol.

  His voice echoed across the front through the servo skulls.

  The sound of artillery fire sounded, and beams of light and shells gushed out from behind the front line.

  Medusa missiles, heavy cannons, and laser cannons are all firing, pouring ammunition without any scruples.

  The rocky ground in front of the trench turned into a sea of ​​flames. Many orc chariots were blown over in the explosion. The orcs, large and small, were blown to pieces, and their limbs were scattered all over the place.

   "These bastards, hahaha." Castine's voice came, and she shouted, "All aliens should die."

  Castine's voice attracted the echo of others.

   The joy of the soldiers didn't last long, and the orcs rushed out of the sea of ​​fire brandishing their weapons.

   Also pulled out those strange shapes, which looked very much like artillery made of broken copper and iron, and launched a counterattack against the human position.

  A shell exploded next to Hawke, kicking up a lot of dust, and then the dust fell under the gravity of the planet, covering him all over with mud.

  The booming explosion made his ears ring.

   "Stand up, aim, they are coming." The voice of the squadron leader came.

  Hawk stood up, picked up his own laser gun, stuffed the energy battery into it, and adjusted the output power as he did during training.

  The orcs were approaching, roaring excitedly.

   "Fire," growled the squadron leader.

  Ruby-colored beams shot out from the trenches, densely forming a red intertwined network.

  Countless laser beams shot at the orcs, making them cry out in pain.

  Hawk aimed at every enemy, trying to ensure that his shots would not miss.

  Suddenly, a shocked voice came.

   "By the Emperor, are these greenskins crazy?"

  Hoke turned his head and found that it was another companion who was looking up into the air.

  He followed the other person's gaze, and the puzzled eyes soon showed shock.

  The guy called Gritt flew over with huge shells in his arms.

  Many grits were blown up before they hit the ground.

   There are also some lucky ones who released the shells in time and landed in the trenches.

  Hawk had to turn around and deal with these farts first. They are not tall, but their attack power is not bad.

   Wielding all kinds of sharp weapons, he crazily chops everything he can see.

  The appearance of Grits caused chaos in the human defense line.

  By taking advantage of the chaos, those powerful orc warriors quickly rushed across the line of fire, holding those large-caliber muskets, and firing everywhere.

   The defenses were in disarray, and the orc warriors were much stronger than the grits.

  Castine's desperate cry came from the side, she hoped that someone could help her.

  Hawk wanted to turn his head to see what happened, but he couldn't. He was also in danger.

  An orc warrior was about to chop him into a pulp with a battle ax in his hand.

   "Your enemy is me, Alien."

  A primordial space warrior dressed in blue and white rushed out from behind the line of defense, slashing at the orc with a powered long sword in his hand. After being blocked by the opponent, he seized the gap and kicked the opponent to the ground.

  Afterwards, the power long sword in his hand swung and cut off the opponent's head.

   "For the Emperor, for the Lord of Ultramar." The warrior roared and rushed towards the other orcs.

   More Primaris Space Marines joined the battlefield to assist the Astra Militarum in defending the line.

  Hawk gets a chance to breathe, he runs to where Kastin called for help, but it's too late.

  Castine lay in the trench, blood flowing from the wounds that tore her body, soaking her uniform, surrounded by the corpses of several orc boys and grits.

   "No, Castine." Hawke shook his head, his eyes moist.

  Kastine is considered a considerate girl, able to get along with anyone, sunny and positive, full of courage, full of infinite loyalty to the emperor.

   Desired to fight for the Emperor, for the Lord of Ultramar, but died in the first battle.

   They just met to go drink together.

  Now, she has become a cold corpse.

   "Hurry up and launch a counter-charge with the Primal Space Marines, soldier, don't feel sorry for the dead, she has fulfilled her oath and mission."

  The voice of the squadron leader came.

  (end of this chapter)

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