Invincible after death, but in Warhammer 40K

When Zhang Ge arrived at the front line, he found that the First Company had basically completed its concealment in the past ten minutes.

Each Fighting Pit, with visible crystallized inner walls, was distributed within the planned area of the position. It seemed that they had been formed by blasting out prototypes with the energy Lasgun Power Packs that were phased out after the Hellguns were switched to, and then processed and reinforced.

Yakorand was short of everything now, but this thing could be supplied in excess. The energy power packs were multi-functional and lightweight. After a Heretek Overcharge Rig, they could even be connected in series to power Lascannons. In the end, most of them were brought onto the transport ships.

After layers of identification, led by a soldier, he brought Amilia and others to the back of a sand dune.

This was the temporary command post of the company. A Leman Russ Command Tank with a sandy canopy was open to all hatches, and several lines stretched outward from those places, connecting to some electronic devices barely standing on the sand.

And in order to be as hidden as possible, there were not even any guards here, only a few company officers and messengers who did not know how to turn their Flak Armor into sand color. Desert-pattern Flak Armor

Layers of instructions were issued outwards from this unremarkable location.

After Zhang Ge brought people here, a company officer glanced at the number of people, and then asked two staff officers to dig out a Cameleoline Shroud and a few supports from the sand next to them. While letting them prop up the camouflage, he actively greeted them and said:

"First Company Commander Colin."

Without saluting, after a simple self-introduction, Colin led the group under the camouflage net, waiting for Zhang Ge's inquiry.

After approaching, Zhang Ge noticed the way they modified the paint of their Flak Armor. It was very simple and rough. Ork-blood Camouflage was used to paint the armor, and then the coagulated and viscous blood was used to stick fine sand on the surface, turning the original green armor pieces into sand color.

"How are the reconnaissance results?"

Defense certainly couldn't just be digging holes and waiting for the enemy to attack. Although the position could be static, as long as it was possible, the entire defensive posture should be as dynamic as possible. The most basic thing, such as actively reconnoitering the enemy's situation, certainly did not need Zhang Ge to specifically explain it again.

"Those aliens are two kilometers away from the first line of the position. The reason why they haven't launched an attack may be because they are engaged in an internal struggle." Warboss Power Struggle

That is to say, before the First Company arrived, the Ork main force was only about ten kilometers away from the Tribesmen's front line. If the motorcycles were faster, they could arrive in two or three minutes. If there was no Valkyrie's support, then most of the people should be corpses now.

In his voice, Colin presented several photos, which were the intelligence taken by the scouts. In one of the pictures that was obviously enlarged and taken, several Warbosses who were obviously a head taller than the surrounding Orks were gathered together with ferocious expressions, seemingly arguing about something.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ge asked again:

"What is the range of the furthest indirect fire that the First Company can fire now?"

"If it is live ammunition, without using extended-range ammunition, depending on the type of ammunition, it is between 30 and 40 kilometers. It is impossible to guarantee accuracy any further."

Mortars can shoot so far?

Zhang Ge was a little surprised at first.

But soon he reacted, and he had fallen into inertial thinking.

The furthest shot now was not fired by a mortar, but by a Leman Russ above, which was raised at an angle and fired in a ballistic trajectory.

However, these dozens of Leman Russ were not enough.

He pointed to both flanks of the Ork front line marked on the map and said:

"Not enough. We need mortar squads to move secretly to both sides and launch Counter-battery Fire when the opponent's artillery strikes."

In a situation where the enemy had a large number of mobile forces and the distance was so close, it was actually equivalent to sacrificing as soon as they opened fire.

But there was no way. If they were deployed behind the position, the range might not be enough. Without a complete defensive position, being subjected to a large-scale artillery fire in a field battle without being able to fight back was basically a death sentence. Some sacrifices were to preserve more strength.

Discussions like this were going on, and the slightly quieted position was running again, with a lot of troops being transferred to places outside the defensive line.

When the deployment was gradually coming to an end, Zhang Ge asked Yolanda through the communication:

"How long will it take to complete?"

"Twenty... no, fifteen minutes."

In the Vox-caster, some kind of mechanical noise came, and it seemed that it had reached the core part that Yolanda needed to personally do.

Fifteen minutes, perhaps just the time to be in a daze in normal times.

But now, every second needed to be delayed by these thousand veterans with their lives.

Turning to Colin, Zhang Ge said:

"The mission of the First Company from now on is to hold on for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, that thing can move, and the battle situation will be completely reversed."

Pointing to the Colossus of the Wastes in the rear, Zhang Ge gave the final mission.

No one doubted the truth of this sentence. After connecting the metal shell, its overall length had reached 600 meters. A 600-meter movable object was equivalent to a 200-story building being able to roll over.

Even if there were no weapons on it, it would require specialized heavy artillery and missile units to intercept it. Ordinary small cannons of a few tens of millimeters might not even be able to pierce the shell. For those Orks who mainly equipped Warbikes, it was definitely a crushing advantage.

The overall shape of this defensive line resembled an inverted "V", protecting the construction site in the center. The Orks could either try to breach it head-on, or try to go around from behind – in fact, what looked like gaps at the rear of the inverted "V" were actually extremely deadly traps. Killzone Lambda

The First Company had deployed a large number of landmines and explosives here. If the Orks wanted to enter through this gap, they would have to step on the landmines while being subjected to the interlocking fire from both wings of the inverted "V", or first take down both wings of the inverted "V" from the rear.

But the mission of the First Company was not to defend it, but to delay for fifteen minutes. The time wasted by the Orks in this way might be more than attacking head-on, which could also allow the First Company to achieve its tactical goals.

The slightly calm time did not pass for long. In about two or three minutes, the noise of engines rose again from afar.

It seemed that after discussing it, those Orks decided to gnaw on this bone after all. However, at this time, those deployed on the position were not the temporarily conscripted Tribesmen, but battle-hardened Astra Militarum veterans.

In the distance, the first motorcycle roared out, and the speed was so fast that it directly leaped up after crossing the back of the sand dune to the peak. The Ork sitting on the motorcycle was full of excitement. Obviously, he had accumulated too much WAAAGH!-energy buildup that could not be vented in the previous waiting.

However, before he could land, several beams of Hellgun lasers precisely blew his head off. The headless corpse and the out-of-control motorcycle drew a parabola and crashed into the sand. Headshot Sanctification

In a Fighting Pit, the air heated by the barrel of a Ratling Marksman was distorted and diffused, just like the atmosphere that became anxious with the appearance of the first casualty.

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