As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

When Zhang Ge arrived at the front line, he found that in the past ten minutes or so, the first company had basically completed its cover.

One by one, you can see that the trenches with crystallized inner walls are distributed within the planned range of the position. It seems that they were formed by blasting out the prototypes and then processing and reinforcing the energy magazines of the laser guns that were eliminated after the replacement of the hell guns.

Akaolan is short of everything now, but this thing can be supplied in excess. The energy magazine is both multifunctional and lightweight. After being modified and connected in series, it can even power laser cannons. In the end, most of them were brought onto the transport ship.

After layers of identification, under the guidance of a soldier, he brought Amelia and others to the back of a sand dune.

This was the company's temporary command post. A command-type Leman Russ with a sand-covered roof had its hatches open, and several wires extended outward from those places, connecting to some electronic equipment that was barely standing on the sand.

In order to be as concealed as possible, there are not even any guards here. There are only a few company officers and messengers who have somehow turned their bulletproof armor into sand color.

It is from this inconspicuous position that layers of instructions are issued outward.

After Zhang Ge and his men arrived here, a company officer first took a quick look at the number of people, then had two staff officers dig out a camouflage net and several supports from the sand nearby. While having them set up the camouflage, the other officer took the initiative to come forward and said:

"Captain of the First Company, Colin."

Without saluting, after a brief self-introduction, Colin led the group under the camouflage net and waited for Zhang Ge's questions.

After approaching, Zhang Ge noticed the way they modified the paint of the bulletproof armor. It was very simple and crude. They painted the outside of the armor with the blood of orcs, and then used the coagulated and sticky blood to stick fine sand to the surface, turning the originally green armor plates into sand color.

"What were the reconnaissance results?"

Of course, defense cannot just be about digging holes and waiting for the enemy to attack. Although the position can be static, the entire defensive posture must be as dynamic as possible as long as it is possible. Zhang Ge certainly does not need to specifically explain the most basic things such as actively scouting the enemy situation.

"Those aliens were two kilometers away from the front line of our position. They probably didn't launch an attack because they were engaged in an internal conflict."

In other words, before the arrival of the First Company, the main force of the orcs was only about ten kilometers away from the tribesmen's line. If the motorcycles were faster, they could arrive in two or three minutes. If there were no support from the Valkyries, most of them would be corpses by now.

As he spoke, Colin pulled out several photos, which were the intelligence taken by the scouts. In one of the pictures, which was obviously a magnified photo, several big orcs that were obviously bigger than the surrounding orcs gathered together with ferocious expressions, as if they were arguing about something.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Ge asked again:

"What's the longest indirect fire range the First Company can currently fire?"

"With live ammunition, without extended-range rounds, depending on the type of round, accuracy can't be guaranteed beyond 30 to 40 kilometers."

Can mortars fire this far?

Zhang Ge was a little surprised at first.

But he soon realized that he was stuck in inertial thinking.

The weapon that can fire the farthest now is not the mortar, but the main gun on the Leman Russ, which is fired at a high angle.

However, these dozens of Leman Russ tanks were not enough.

He pointed to the two wings of the Orc battle line marked on the map and said:

"That's not enough. We need a mortar team to maneuver stealthily to both sides and launch a counterattack when the enemy artillery fires."

When the enemy has a large amount of mobile forces, being so close is actually equivalent to sacrificing as soon as you open fire.

But there is no other way. If they are deployed behind the positions, the range may not be enough and there are no complete defensive positions. If they are unable to fight back against large-scale artillery bombardment in the field, they will basically be sentenced to death. Some sacrifices are made to preserve more forces.

As discussions like these were going on, the positions that had been quiet for a while became operational again, and many troops were transferred to areas outside the defense line.

As the deployment was drawing to a close, Zhang Ge asked Yolanda via comms:

“How long will it take to be completed?”

"Twenty... no, fifteen minutes."

In the sound array, the noise of some mechanical operation was heard. It seemed that it had reached the core part where Yolanda needed to take action personally.

Fifteen minutes, under normal circumstances, may just be enough time to daydream.

But now, every second requires the lives of these thousand veterans to delay.

Turning to Colin, Zhang Ge said:

"The First Company's mission is to hold on for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, that thing will be able to move, and the tide of battle will be completely reversed."

Pointing at the giant creature behind, Zhang Ge gave the final task.

No one doubted the truth of this statement. After being connected to the metal shell, its overall length has reached 600 meters. A 600-meter movable object is equivalent to a 200-story building that can be run over.

Even if there are no weapons on it, it will still require specialized heavy artillery and missile units to intercept it. Ordinary small cannons of several tens of millimeters may not even be able to penetrate the shell. This is definitely an overwhelming advantage for the orcs who use motorcycles as their main equipment.

Colin, who was standing opposite, responded:

"We will not let the orcs cross our lines until the last man is dead."

This defense line is shaped like an inverted V, protecting the construction site in the center. The orcs can either break through it from the front or try to go around from the back - in fact, the back of the inverted V that looks like a gap is an extremely deadly trap.

The First Company deployed a large number of mines and explosives here. If the orcs wanted to enter through this gap, they would have to step on the mines under the crossfire of the two wings of the inverted V, or destroy the two wings of the inverted V from the side and rear first.

But the First Company's mission was not to hold on, but to delay for fifteen minutes. This way, the orcs might waste more time than a frontal attack, and the First Company's tactical goals could also be achieved.

The brief period of calm did not last long. After only about two or three minutes, the noise of the engine rose again from the distance.

It seems that after discussion, the orcs decided to take on this challenge. However, those deployed on the battlefield at this time were no longer those temporarily recruited tribesmen, but veterans of the Star Army who had experienced many battles.

In the distance, the first motorcycle sped out with a rumbling sound. It was so fast that it even leaped up directly after crossing the back of the sand dune and reaching the top. The orc sitting on the car had an excited look on his face. It was obvious that he had accumulated too much Waaaagh that he could not express during the previous waiting.

However, before he landed on the ground, several laser beams from the Hell Gun accurately blew his head off, and the headless corpse, along with the out-of-control motorcycle, drew a parabola and crashed into the sand.

In a foxhole, the muzzles of the squad's sharpshooters' guns were distorted and diffused by the heated air, just as the atmosphere became tense as the first casualty appeared.

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Chapter 146: A Six-Hundred-Meter Sword

Of course, it wasn't just one orc rushing towards the crowd. More orc garbage trucks roared over the hills and turned into a torrent, rolling forward.

As their numbers increased, the originally stable fire interception network inevitably had omissions. As the orc vehicles that broke through the line of fire began to emit flames, the large and small weapons loaded on those vehicles were also mixed into the sonata of lasers and explosive bombs.

Although their marksmanship was poor and the flying bullets were almost inaccurate at high speeds, there were so many of them that there were always a few bullets that could hit the enemy.

These stacked-caliber weapons can tear apart bulletproof armor that is strong enough to withstand direct attacks from laser guns with just one shot. If you are unfortunately hit in the head, you can only pray to the Emperor that the bullet just grazed the side.

In the trenches, blood flowers exploded from time to time, and after those crazy flying missiles and artillery shells began to cross the battlefield with flashing lights, Chimera and Leman Russ also began to face serious threats.

ten minutes.

The First Company had already started to suffer casualties in the first one or two minutes of the exchange of fire, and the orcs had basically broken through the first line of fire interception, and the two sides entered into a formal exchange of fire.

five minutes.

The Mercedes-Benz motorcycles crashed into the minefield in front of the position, but the following vehicles did not care about it and directly broke through the safe zone created by the remains of friendly troops.

three minutes.

The artillery fire caused serious casualties, but the mortar team deployed in advance quickly launched a counter-attack, temporarily suppressing the orcs' artillery power. The price they paid for this was that the last communication they sent back to the company headquarters was only the sound of explosions.

One minute.

The wheels had opened a breakthrough and began to roll across the position. The orc motorcycle guys were galloping freely among the tunnels, occasionally throwing some huge bombs on those small iron guys.

Countdown to zero.

Zhang Ge, who didn't pay attention to the time, just raised his gun and killed an orc who had rushed to the company headquarters.

The next moment, a howling storm swept past him, and countless sand and dust rolled and splashed, hitting his shell. The crackling sound drowned out the howling of the orcs for a moment. Even the scorching sunlight of the original dwarf was obscured by the countless flying sands, turning into the same dust as the desert.

Amidst the tremors that seemed as if the whole world was collapsing, he turned his head and saw a long metal wall that penetrated the sky and earth, crushing the sand dunes beside it and all the orcs who had just opened a breakthrough.

The tracks entangled with the ground made a metallic creaking sound, and the machinery driven by some power echoed in the desert like the sound of an eternal heartbeat.

Even the desert itself pales in comparison to the might of this giant, its sound and sight the only thing registering in the senses of those standing beside it.

A compacted gully appeared on its path, and anything that tried to block its progress became an impurity mixed into the fine sand and was difficult to distinguish.

100,000? A million? Or more?

Quantity has lost its original meaning at this moment.

All focus converged and condensed on this creation that did not seem to be something that should appear in this mortal world.

The meaning of all the sacrifices was revealed, becoming a boundless rage that engulfed the enemy between the interlocking parts.

The tribesmen who had originally complained about being dragged into the battle without reason had now completely lost their dissatisfaction. The phrase "death was a worthy death" had never been as clear as it was today. Even the largest walker became a small toy in the context of this creation.

In order to inspire the orcs to join the battle after breaking through the line, the greenskin bosses did not last a second longer in front of the rolling tracks because of their size and chariots, and were turned into dust along with countless orcs who were still cheering with them in the previous second.

The outcome of the battle was decided the moment the metal mountain began to move. The flames of the enemy's resistance splashed on its sandstorm-wrapped shell, and the explosion that could easily shatter flesh seemed particularly powerless at this moment.

From motorcycles to chariots, from chariots to artillery, when the orcs found that all resistance was meaningless and all their leaders had been turned into powder, they retreated unsurprisingly in the face of this great power.

Even compared to the sandworm, this cold machine that indifferently sucked everything under its tracks seemed too terrifying. At least the former's devouring was still within the scope of understanding, but this giant was enough to crush anything at its feet just by moving, like something beyond common sense that transcended the constraints of reality.

Looking at Colin who had just raised his explosive pistol beside him, Zhang Ge said helplessly:

"It looks like the battle is over. Organize some people to clean up the battlefield. Clear out a part first, and then I'll send more people over to clean it up completely."

Looking at the "landship" chasing the fleeing orcs in the distance, Zhang Ge couldn't help but sigh at the superb technology of the Mechanicus. Even if it was just a temporary rush job, it was completely impossible to tell that it was driven by a sandworm, as if it was naturally like that.

After securing victory, Zhang Ge lost interest in continuing the fight and turned to ask Yolanda via communication:

"Well done."

There was no response from the other end of the line, only interference from the distance.

Zhang Ge was a little confused, and then an idea came to his mind. He took the telescope from the side and looked at the land ship.

Sure enough, on the platform on one side, Zhang Ge found the red figure whose robe was fluttering in the wind and sand from both sides. She was wearing a mechanical mask and looked down with a bit of indifference.

This is naturally Yolanda.

The ones who were most confused about the situation right now were not their own Astra Militarum soldiers, nor the fleeing orcs, but Yolanda, who was responsible for building the shell throughout the process.

At the beginning, the efficiency of the servitor was so terrifying that she had to change and improve her original plan again and again, until she finally built a large "model" similar to the hull of a land-based ship using almost real modular materials.

But this is still within the scope of understanding. After all, it is normal for efficiency to be higher at certain times and lower at other times.

The problem is, Neigou absolutely, positively, must have only made a bracket to fix the sandworms, so what's with this roaring mechanical sound coming from somewhere?

Could it be that Zhang Ge really didn't lie to me, and that thing that looks like a sandworm is really some kind of ancient bio-machine?

Looking at her palm, touching the still-touchable material next to it, Yolanda's mind was filled with a flood of data.

Since she could no longer open the hatch to take a look inside, Yolanda, who suspected that she had been infected by a virus and was experiencing hallucinations, could only examine herself with a blank look in her eyes.

Chapter 147: Landship and the Clown

Soon, the landship returned to the position.

After a chase that was more like a massacre than a battle, most of the originally large number of orcs had become nutrients for the desert.

Although it is undeniable that their reproductive capacity is incredibly strong, even the spore contamination caused by their corpses alone is likely to cause a new batch of orcs to grow in the sand sea in the near future.

But the time required for the scale to grow to the point where it poses a threat has nothing to do with Zhang Ge or even this war.

Under the huge hull.

Zhang Ge brought a group of people to approach this magnificent creation.

There are not many people, and most of them are tribal people.

Most of the soldiers of the first company were either using flamethrowers to clean up the orc corpses, or riding in vehicles to chase the remaining enemies. Only less than a few dozen people were left standing around Zhang Ge.

However, safety has never been something Zhang Ge cared about. His attention was focused on the giant steel object in front of him.

Looking at the newly built giant in front of him, although Zhang Ge had seen many transport ships that were hundreds of meters or even kilometers long, compared with this thing that moved forward on "caterpillar tracks", the transport ships still seemed too elegant and could not achieve such a shocking sense of primitive violence.

Just as I was admiring the mechanical aesthetics for a while, a simple retractable ladder descended from the side of the ship.

Compared with the magnificent hull, it is a bit shabby, but considering the work hours, it is already very good to have supporting facilities for the outer shell. What else can you ask for?

Yolanda's voice came from the sound array:

"You come up first, alone. I have something to say. The others can come up in ten minutes."

Zhang Ge had no objection. After responding, he handed the task of organizing everyone to get on the escalator in ten minutes to Colin, and then planned to go up alone to meet Yolanda.

However, as soon as he climbed the ladder, he noticed Amelia, who was standing at the same height as him with a jump pack. He thought for a moment and repeated what he had said before:

"Um, Yolanda asked me to go up alone."