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

With this idea in mind, he issued defense time requirements accurate to the minute to each front-line position. He also kindly stated that as long as the troops on the position could hold out for this time, they could retreat at any time to preserve their manpower.

If you are really facing a military cluster with millions of people, then in an all-out offensive, the lifespan of several front-line positions is basically calculated in seconds, and the so-called evacuation can be completely ignored.

But the problem is that Zhang Ge and others cannot even gather hundreds of thousands of people, let alone millions. Even if they include the Crusaders, they only have nearly 200,000 people at most, and the small forces they send out are only dozens or hundreds of people.

This resulted in the frontline positions easily holding out for the defense time, and then quickly retreating under the promise of evacuation, leaving behind a bunch of Astra Militarum troops who had launched several feint attacks looking at each other in bewilderment.

This cycle repeated several times until the reconnaissance troops originally sent out could see the main defense line that the other side was building.

At this point, the Empire really didn't dare to advance any further. After all, the previous advancement of the front line had been so easy that it was weird. It would be a bit impolite to continue.

At the same time, the casualties suffered by each corps in the process were so small that they could almost be ignored. After all, the battles to capture the enemy's front-line positions can be described as bloodless.

Winning too easily was too abnormal, and advancing again and again made the senior military officers more and more uncertain.

Until the end, even the most radical officers overwhelmingly favored pausing the advance after seizing the frontier positions.

In fact...if it were not for repeated deductions and demonstrations, and if it were not for confirming that the enemy was not using some method to lure the enemy deep into the territory, the various corps would not even dare to take over these frontline positions.

No, why don't you make some noise and create some problems? Will that really allow us to take over your frontier position smoothly?

Until the last enemy stronghold was eliminated, this question arose in the minds of officers at all levels.

Obviously, the opponent is the notorious Chaos War Gang, or even a rebel legion, but why does the current combat intensity seem to be even lower than suppressing the rebellion?

Zhang Ge was one of the members of the advance team. He joined the battle excitedly, but after fighting for a long time, he found that not only was he not dead, but he had not even used up all the ammunition he carried.

This situation, which was ten or even nine out of ten wrong, made him decide to temporarily give up fighting on the front line and return to the joint command post of the corps in the rear to find out what had happened.

Coincidentally, just as he had this idea, a letter brought by a messenger was also delivered to him.

The content was to ask him to go to the command post.

It seems that I am not the only one who is confused about the current situation?

Zhang Ge burned the parchment and thought to himself.

Chapter 192 Physical Defense Break

Zhang Ge and his group quickly returned to the rear via a light armored vehicle. After getting off the vehicle, they walked towards an inconspicuous sand-colored tent.

At the same time, before he even reached the door, he could hear an argument coming from inside.

After entering one of them and taking a look...this time it was much better. Although there was a quarrel, at least it did not turn into a fight. Or maybe it was because there was a three-meter-tall Emperor Fist champion standing next to the table?

Without dwelling on these details, Zhang Ge got straight to the point and asked as soon as he entered the place:

"What do you think of the success of the previous series of operations?"

This question failed to ease the atmosphere, and the Imperial Fist Champion answered first:

"That's exactly what they're arguing about."

We are arguing, which means we haven't made any progress in the discussion.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Ge knocked on the table and continued:

"My view is that no matter where the enemy comes from, we will only go to one place."

After a point of view that seemed to make some sense was put forward, the several team leaders present quickly stopped their meaningless quarrels and focused their attention on what Zhang Ge was going to say next.

"It's important to understand that we're not fighting a conventional battle. Our real goal is to escape the enemy's interception and attack the Iron Warriors who are besieging the Dead Forest Zone."

"Therefore, I believe we shouldn't focus on how to block the enemy's attacks and plots. That will only put us in a passive position. We need to find a breakthrough point and attack directly there before the enemy launches an attack, breaking through their defenses and escaping their interception circle."

Someone asked:

“How do we ensure we are faster than the other team?”

Zhang Ge immediately replied:

"That's why we, the elite, came here instead of just calling in a bunch of PDFs."

There are also problems:

"If we only open a breakthrough but fail to defeat the enemy, won't they pursue us?"

"With the Titans here, those who can catch up to us can't beat us, and those who can beat us can't catch up to us."

...

Through questions and answers like these, the next steps for each group gradually took shape.

That day, that night.

One after another, sudden flares exploded in the air, instantly illuminating the pitch-black desert where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

Is the enemy finally going to launch a second wave of attack?

But why were the flares fired so densely?

This was the Iron Warriors commander's thought as he watched the flare launch into the sky.

And as if to confirm his idea, artillery shells rained down on the first trench temporarily built on the main defense line. Explosions, shock waves, sand waves, countless people died in seconds from the high-powered artillery shells.

But, something is wrong.

The commander pondered.

Too bland... Yes, that's it, this attack seemed too bland, and the scale seemed much smaller than expected.

How could the opponent choose such a mediocre style of play when they have multiple Titans?

As time passed, the Empire's ground forces began to gradually enter the battlefield.

As the battle situation gradually evolved, although the main defense line was being chipped away layer by layer, if the current situation continued to develop, according to calculations, the enemy would still be completely stopped at the last few lines.

Once their pace stops, the gap in the rear will quickly close, and the Chaos forces will be able to easily surround and annihilate this force.

But that's without counting the Titans...where did those Titans go?

A bad intuition arose in his heart, and finally, urged by this intuition, the Iron Warrior commander began to contact his subordinate officers one by one.

One communication after another, one familiar face after another. Just when he was about to suspect that it was just an illusion, the first unit that could not be contacted appeared.

It is a super-heavy tank unit that is currently serving as a reserve force in the rear.

How could it be possible that they were the first to get into trouble? They were on high alert now. Even if they couldn't win, how could they not even send a message asking for help?

Even though he wanted to convince himself in this way, the commander couldn't help but start moving his feet, leading a group of guards towards the location of the super-heavy tanks.

However, before he moved far, the rising flames on the horizon told him the answer.

He stopped and signaled to a guard beside him. The latter nodded in understanding and disappeared into the distance in an instant. He quickly returned carrying a terrified cultist.

Judging from the cultist's attire, he should be a slave belonging to a super-heavy tank unit. However, this is not something to worry about.

After prying open his skull and savoring his memories, the commander saw.

He saw the metal giant falling from the clouds, the super-heavy tank being easily torn apart like a building block under her feet, and the salvos of the two shadow swords barely overloaded the flickering void shield.

The splashing of hot metal droplets, the steaming air waves, the burning flames, the painful wails of colleagues...

Everything is being projected.

Finally, only a muffled sound was heard from afar, and the memory and reality overlapped at this moment.

In the night illuminated by the fire, a silhouette emerged from the horizon.

It was a Titan Warrior.

Who should be held accountable? The theater air defenses that failed to detect such a massive object in the air? Himself, who didn't make up his mind to send super-heavy tanks into battle? Or someone else?

These are no longer important.

The next moment, the volcanic cannon beam wrapped in boundless light fell on the battlefield, melting everything in its path.

And the commander finally saw the remaining Titans that had not appeared yet.

Four Warhound Titans and a half-damaged Reaver Titan slowly emerged from behind the sand dunes. While using their huge bodies and void shields to protect the rear troops, the weapons they were carrying spewed out from their muzzles, turning any area they pointed at into a furnace-like purgatory.

Under the front and rear cover of the Titans, the armored forces, led by the Poison Blade super-heavy tanks and Leman Russ tanks, first penetrated the entire main defense line and opened a gap. Then, a large number of soldiers in infantry fighting vehicles tore the gap to a size large enough for passage.

At this moment, the already obvious tremors on the sand surface became particularly clear.

The next moment, some twisted metal spikes suddenly emerged from the front of a sand dune.

Before long, the entire sand dune was even forcibly pushed away.

The huge body emerged from the dust, and it was the land-based ship. Even when loaded with a large amount of supplies, its speed did not slow down too much. While heading towards the gap, it used the hundreds of heavy artillery on top of it to launch precise counterattacks on the enemy artillery.

Chapter 193: Is it leaked?

After Commander Tie Yong realized what was happening, a large number of troops began to gather here, and at the same time, thousands of various medium and large caliber indirect fire cannons that were originally intended to be hidden for attack also began to pour down iron rain here.

But it was too late.

The Warlord-class Titans in the rear not only destroyed the super-heavy tank unit in advance, but also provided accurate scanning data of the enemy's rear. In the eyes of the Empire's artillery, those temporary positions where artillery was stored were like red-marked beacons.

With the counter-bombardment of the Imperial artillery, the enemy's artillery fire, which had originally formed an iron curtain of explosions and shrapnel, quickly became sparse, and the speed of the surrounding cultists and other troops responsible for reinforcement was far behind the Imperial advance.

That small gap, just a few hundred meters away, and the friendly forces on the opposite side are within reach.

It has become a distance that seems to be impossible to cross forever.

The firepower of the six Titans made this a restricted zone for Chaos vehicles. Any moving object over three meters would be hit hard by the Titans. And when facing a plasma shell from the Wrathful Sun Plasma Incinerator Cannon, it didn't matter whether you were a super heavy tank or an infantry fighting vehicle, the result would not change at all.

The mechanized infantry soldiers on both sides of the gap were able to rely on their own tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, and together with their vehicle-mounted weapons, they used the hell guns in their hands to weave a terrifying fire network on both wings.

The jet is so dense that even Space Marines cannot survive in it for long, and ordinary demons and cultists will be melted in the blink of an eye under the coverage of countless heavy bombs and hell gun rays.

Perhaps, if the battle continues like this, this small force will eventually run out of supplies, but this kind of action at all costs has also ensured that, at least for now, the situation in this small area has been firmly controlled by the mechanized infantry regiment.

Not long after, realizing that their heavy firepower was suppressed and no matter how many people they sent up would melt like ice and snow, the Chaos side gradually reduced the intensity of their resistance and had to acknowledge the existence of the gap... or in other words, acknowledge that the position had been lost.

Is he planning to accumulate strength for a subsequent counterattack? Or is he simply trying to protect himself?

Zhang Ge didn't care much about this at the moment. He simply swung his sword again and again, surrounded by a group of powerful men in power armor, slicing the small fry that had escaped in two... As for those strong enough to break through this iron wall? Amelia had already dealt with them from a distance.

This was the awkward situation caused by fighting a favorable battle. Since nothing was urgent enough for Zhang Ge to send his guards to resolve, he had no reason to get rid of these heavily armored tough guys. And with more than a hundred power armored loyal soldiers guarding him, how could Zhang Ge expect those chaotic things to get through?

He seriously suspected that even these small fry at the moment were deliberately put in by the guards to help him brush up on his skills.

In the past, when only Amelia was there, Zhang Ge could still hope that a stray bullet from a lucky cultist would just blow his head off, but now, he would probably have to be lucky enough to have a heavy artillery shell hit him.

There was no other way. Feeling that he could no longer rely on these enemies, Zhang Ge simply began to command and urge his soldiers to take action.

At least finishing it quickly would save him some time, allowing him to get to the Dead Forest Festival area earlier to find the main force of the Iron Warriors. By then, those main forces would be able to give him some opportunities, right?

After Zhang Ge took over the command, the already extremely accurate firepower of the Titan became even more outrageous. Since he could communicate with Olivia in real time using the cross, as long as the front unit found any high-threat target, Zhang Ge could order the Titan's artillery to hit it in the next second.

Under such circumstances, the already solid front line became even more tenacious, and a large number of troops quickly passed through this breakthrough. Even some equipment that was originally planned to be abandoned could be taken along because there was no rush.

By the time the last logistics convoy passed through the breakthrough, Chaos had already given up the idea of ​​retaking this place.

Six million people is a lot, but the time when each of the dispatched troops arrives at the battlefield is different. If they are replenished in batches as before, it will be meaningless except for increasing the number of casualties. They need to gather enough troops to maintain their existing positions and then defeat the enemy in one go.

From a normal point of view, there is nothing wrong with making such a decision. However, it just so happens that the battle Zhang Ge and his team are fighting is not a normal one.

When all his men had passed through the breakthrough, the troops continued to move towards the final target location without stopping, leaving the enemy behind without any regrets, instead of expanding the victory to the two wings after breaking through the defense like a normal armored spearhead.

Or rather...their "spear" actually only has this one tip.

A long time after Zhang Ge and his group left, Chaos, realizing that the enemy position seemed too quiet, began to send out troops to launch a new counterattack.

But this time, all that was left for them on the battlefield were some automatic turrets, military servitors and the Mechanicus's intelligent control machines.

Commander Tie Yong, who had previously evacuated the battlefield, also returned here.

No matter how stupid he is, he should realize that something is wrong by now.

Is there a possibility that the imaginary enemy army does not exist, and these enemies have so much heavy equipment simply because they are too rich?

The long defense line that he had laid out, in addition to diluting the troops that could have been deployed very densely, actually only served to defend against the air?