Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

In the positions of the defense soldiers, the deafening roar of artillery fire came one after another, continuously echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

The shells poured down like raindrops, carrying endless rage and destructive power, gradually extending to the rear of the destroyed Chimera armored transport vehicle.

The defense soldiers mercilessly unleashed a barrage of shells, creating a terrifying web of fire that completely enveloped the Astra Militarum regiment. For a moment, flames shot up into the sky, smoke filled the air, and it felt like doomsday had arrived.

"Boom!"

As earth-shaking loud noises were heard, violent explosions occurred one after another.

Each explosion unleashed a massive shockwave and blazing flames, mercilessly engulfing everything around it. Faced with such ferocious artillery fire, the brave and fearless Astra Militarum soldiers had no time to react, let alone escape.

They were instantly engulfed by the powerful aftermath of the explosion, and their bodies turned into tiny clumps of ashes and dissipated into the air.

In the command room at the rear, Tim, who was in charge of commanding the battle, was nervously observing the battle situation on the front line through a telescope.

He was stunned when he witnessed with his own eyes that a regiment of tens of thousands of soldiers was completely destroyed by a round of enemy artillery fire in a short period of time.

He slowly put down the telescope in his hand, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, his eyes became empty and lifeless, and he muttered to himself:

"The attacking troops...were completely wiped out..."

You have to know that a regiment has tens of thousands of people! Such a large force, but it was wiped out in the blink of an eye. This is a heavy blow that any commander can hardly bear.

However, just as Tim was immersed in deep despair and self-blame, Cam suddenly rushed into the command room excitedly.

"Tim! Good news! The legion commander has agreed to provide us with fire support!"

Cam shouted loudly and ran to Tim with excitement on his face, unable to wait to tell him the exciting news.

Tim turned and looked at Commissar Cam with a look of despair: "It's over, it's all over."

"What's over?" Cam, who was excited, saw Tim's current appearance, and the happy expression on his face slowly faded. He looked at Tim with a puzzled look.

"The attacking force was completely wiped out in an instant by the fierce artillery fire launched by those heretics, leaving them powerless to fight back!"

"What? How is this possible!"

Cam's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He stared at Tim, as if trying to find a hint of a joke on the other's face.

However, Tim's solemn and serious expression made him realize that this was not a joke.

Cam couldn't believe what he heard. He staggered forward and snatched the telescope from Tim's hand. With trembling hands, he raised it to his eyes and looked eagerly in the direction of the attacking force.

At this moment, in the direction that the Astra Militarum was originally responsible for attacking, the defense forces had stopped their torrential artillery bombardment, but the entire battlefield was still filled with smoke and flames.

Thick smoke blocked out the sky, blurring the vision; the earth, which was cratered by bombs, was devastated and in a mess, and there was no trace of even a single Astra Militarum soldier.

"It's over... It's all over..."

Cam muttered to himself, his eyes staring blankly ahead, and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly as if his soul had been sucked out.

An entire regiment of troops disappeared so easily on this cruel battlefield, without even a chance to struggle.

Thinking of this, Cam was filled with self-blame and regret. He knew that as commanders, he and Tim had an unshirkable and important responsibility for this.

"What should we do now? How should we explain to the legion commander?" Kam raised his head and looked at Tim with almost desperate eyes.

This political commissar, who was usually calm and composed and never panicked in times of crisis, was finally unable to maintain his composure when faced with the horrific scene before him. A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and his face was as pale as paper.

Tim sighed deeply and said, "Now that things have come to this, there is no other way. We can only report the truth to the legion commander.

Perhaps severe punishment awaits us, but at this moment, we have no other choice."

After saying this, he slowly lowered his head, as if he didn't want to take another look at this piece of land where tens of thousands of elite Astra Militarum soldiers were buried.

"Let's go!"

The two men staggered towards the position of the legion commander. Now that their first attack had failed, they could only wait for the legion commander's next arrangements.

In the command and operations room of the 332nd Astra Militarum Legion, where its commander, Cabrens, was stationed, news of failed attacks from the front continued to arrive:

"What? The entire offensive failed?"

Cabrens listened to these reports in disbelief. A regiment responsible for the attack in each direction rushed towards the position of the defense soldiers, and half of the regiment or the entire regiment was easily wiped out.

A legion of millions of Astra Militarum soldiers lost hundreds of thousands of men in just one attack on a heretic defense position, and the entire legion was almost wiped out.

After hearing the news, Cabrens was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, Commander Cabrens, our 332nd Commander has completely lost his combat effectiveness."

Himmler, the political commissar of the 332nd Regiment, looked at Kaberens with a bitter expression.

"What do we do now?"

Cabrens looked at Himmler with a grim expression, seeking a solution from Himmler.

"Now we can only seek support from the Emperor's Angels. We no longer have the strength to take down the defensive positions established by those heretics."

Himmler responded bitterly.

"It seems we can only ask for support from the Emperor's Angels."

Cabrens could only nod in agreement with Himmler's suggestion.

The Knight Family and the Titan Legion are both in the main battleships. Their existence is just a detachment. It is impossible to ask the Knight Family and the Titan Legion, which are several galaxies away, to come to support. Now they can only ask for help from the Emperor's Angels.

"I hope the Emperor's Angels will accept our request for help and come to support us."

Cabrens murmured bitterly to himself, asking for support from the Emperor's Angels, but it all depended on their mood.

It would be fine if the Emperor's Angels were willing to come to support, but if they were not willing to come to support, then the entire legion would have no choice but to launch a final death charge against the heretics. Dying on the way to the charge is better than dying miserably at the hands of military law.