Infinite Metaverse

Battle of Pass 71

Landing site city and outer ruins.

Some orcs crept in stealthily, following the ruins of the ruins. Their exposed skin was painted with gray and yellow urban camouflage, their fanged mouths held daggers blackened by smoke, and in each hand they held a saw-bladed pistol and a bundle of grenades.

The orcs' iron armor and leather vests all had two crossed red axes as their clan emblem. They stepped step by step into the water in the sewer, moving slowly forward along the shadows. The sunlight cast through the gaps between the stacked stone slabs above formed beams of light in the dusty tunnel. Faint explosions and vibrations could be heard from time to time overhead, and there was also the roar of engines across the sky.

Seven or eight kilometers away from them.

The frontier position built by the Imperial Guard.

A few scattered reconnaissance planes and fighter jets were hovering over the front line of defense, observing the overall deployment of human positions while frequently lowering their altitude to provoke humans to open fire.

Just as it pushed open the manhole cover.

“Crack…”

There was a crisp sound of a bolt being pulled out.

It suddenly rang beside the orc's pointed ears.

"Sly shrimp!"

This was the last thought in the orc's mind.

"Bang——"

A simple booby trap made of a piece of wire and a fragmentation grenade exploded on the side of the orc's face.

The shock wave instantly knocked the orc back into the sewer. His neck joint broke, and one of his eyeballs was squeezed out of his socket. The camouflage of mud and plasma on his face and his rough green skin were cut by countless fragments... With a loud bang, half of the orc's head was blown off.

Blood, brains and eyeballs sprayed into the sewage.

There was also a strong body falling heavily.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”

Explosions rang out one after another in the ruins outside the position. The same scene was being repeated. Construction debris and fragments of flesh and blood kept rushing out of the ruins. The orc special warfare boys whose hands and feet were blown off rolled on the ground and wailed.

At the observation post at the front of the Imperial Guard position, an Imperial Commissar wearing a double-breasted coat and a black wide-brimmed hat put down the telescope in his hand, turned away from the bunker observation window, clapped his hands and shouted to the members of the communications squad behind him:

"The Blood Axe Orcs are coming, brace yourself!"

The Imperial Guard's reconnaissance squad had already laid out locust mines, cluster mines, and simple booby traps in the ruins in advance, and would not allow the orcs to sneak up on the front lines. Before the formal attack and defense between the orcs and humans began, the reconnaissance and probing of small units had already begun. This was a war between scouts.

The battle was not over yet. At this moment, several short barefoot guardsmen holding extended laser rifles with sights jumped out of the trench and set up the barrels steadily behind the narrow shooting holes of the Aegis defense line. Red lasers were fired one after another, and those orcs who were rolling and howling in the ruins were accurately shot through the eyebrows, eye sockets or throats, lying on the ground and motionless.

A Lightling sniper crouched behind the shield wall and hesitated to pull the trigger. His target was blocked by a concrete slab, and there was no shooting angle. What made him even more disappointed was that no one around tried to rescue the special warfare boy who was rolling and screaming with his ankle broken by the explosion, perhaps because of the cunning and brutal nature of the orcs.

The fixed procedure is to deliberately reduce the charge of booby traps to injure or maim the enemy until they lose their ability to move, then attract enemy teammates to rescue, and then kill more enemies. However, it seems that other orcs do not intend to rescue.

Suddenly, the halfling marksman narrowed his eyes and noticed a bundle of long-handled grenades rolling out of the orc's loosened palm. He put the crosshairs in the sight on the black fuse twisted together at the end of the cluster grenade and gently pulled the trigger.

The high-temperature laser instantly ignites the grenade fuse.

“Hiss…Boom!”

The bundle of grenades exploded, blowing away the injured orcs and other special forces guys lurking around. You can question the stability and quality control of orc weapons, but you can't question the charge and power of orc weapons. This bundle of cluster grenades flattened all the bunkers around.

Amid the cheers and applause of his comrades, the short and stocky subhuman sniper slid back into the trench with a smug look on his face, took the two cigarettes handed to him by his superiors, put one skillfully on his ear, held the other in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it, preparing to take a deep puff.

"beep----"

A sudden loud whistle made his fingers tremble and he almost dropped the cigarette on the ground.

The whistle's buzzing sound came from behind rather than in front of the position, and the ground beneath one's feet could also be faintly vibrating in a regular pattern.

"beep----"

The high-pitched whistle sounded again.

The Guards soldiers in the trenches climbed up the slope and looked in the direction where the whistle came from. Their eyes passed over the undulating trenches, bunkers and shield walls, and they saw in the distance a row of steel giants more than 40 meters high slowly moving forward. Those huge monsters were hunched over but had majestic figures, with a dazzling array of weapons mounted on their arms, and a shocking and murderous aura was overwhelming.

"Titan."

An old soldier murmured.

Many soldiers looked at the Titan moving forward in the distance in silence.

What kind of powerful military force is this?

Or rather.

What kind of enemy would require such a force?

The powerful forces of the Space Marines and the Mechanicus have assembled and are leaving the city they just conquered, heading for the Ork capital. The next siege will be faced by us alone... The Guardsmen in the trenches know this.

"We're going to win, right?"

A young soldier with freckles on his face whispered:

"We have the Titans, we have the Primarchs."

However, none of his comrades around him could answer his question.

"God willing, we will."

An old soldier with wrinkled face exhaled smoke and said:

"This morning, Qingshan Khan came to inspect the position in person. He is the first high lord I have ever seen who would come to the front line... We will win this war."

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"I've said it before, there are definitely not enough war generals."

Fu Qinghai stood in the command room of the Storm Eagle's Nest aerospace carrier and said while looking at the green bunkers below.

The main force of the Iron Pagoda Regiment was fully deployed this time. In addition to the leader warriors and sonic weapons, other new weapons such as the aerospace mothership were also deployed on the battlefield. After the army set out, Fu Qinghai immediately moved his headquarters to an aerospace mothership. These sky warships, which always float in the atmosphere, do not have the range and ammunition load restrictions of traditional air forces. As long as they are not shot down, they can always float above the enemy's head.

The senior officers of the Iron Pagoda Regiment are now gathered in front of the strategic platform. Through the satellite scanning terrain images on the platform, they can see that there are two long and huge mountain ranges between the landing site city and Gaoge Garden, and between the two mountains is a plain pass about 200 kilometers wide.

This pass is not big. Tanks, mechas and Titans cannot pass through the mountains. This is the only place between two mountain ranges that can allow heavy vehicles to pass. But it is not small either. The width of more than 200 kilometers is enough for the human coalition to deploy here. It cannot be called a natural barrier.

Moreover, this two hundred kilometers only counts the plain area. On both sides of the pass, the steep mountains gradually flatten into rolling hills. Tanks using tracks may not be suitable for driving on hilly terrain, but knights and Titans using mechanical feet have stronger passability than tanks. They can cross these hills, so the width of the battlefield is strictly speaking more than two hundred kilometers.

Behind the pass is the Gogo Garden.

The orcs will definitely not avoid this head-on battle.

Even considering the range of modern weapons, a ground battlefield of 200 kilometers in width cannot be considered very large. The ground forces of the human coalition and the ground forces of the Orks will be squeezed in this not-too-big-or-small space for a decisive battle. By then, the battle density per square kilometer will be beyond imagination, and will inevitably be accompanied by fierce close-range fighting.

And this is the purpose of Fu Qinghai choosing this battlefield.

He wanted to compress the battlefield space and increase the density of orcs per square meter of land. Because he said from the beginning that the real main force of this war was neither the Mechanicus nor the Space Marines, but the Sisters of Silence. The greater the density of orcs on the battlefield, the better the effect of the psychic brain explosion.

In this small pass, will the decisive battle between humans and orcs turn into an endless meat grind?

No.

At this time, under the watchful eyes of many regiment officers, in the pass, those green-skinned steel bunkers, which were full of large and small cannons and mechanical arms, suddenly rose from the ground one after another. From the chimneys of different sizes behind the bunkers, billowing black smoke was spewed out. The dirt and gravel on their bodies were shaken by the earth and mountains, and they turned into huge ancient garbage dumps as big as hills.

At the same time, a dense, shoulder-to-shoulder, crowded green tide was flowing and spreading between these hill-like mobile bunkers. There were also various speeding vehicles, filled with all kinds of strangely modified stolen cars. Everyone seemed to be able to hear the noisy and harsh excited roars of the orcs on the ground, who were moving quickly while raising their weapons high and firing into the sky.

The ancient giant, literally translated as "garbage mountain", is also called "Gargant", which is the Titan unit of the Orcs. The Killing Can and the Death Dreadnought are benchmarked against the human Dreadnought mecha, the Gork and the Furry are benchmarked against the human Knight mecha, and the ancient giant is the benchmark against all human Titans. Because the Orcs do not have the concept of standardized production, the height of the ancient giant ranges from 30 meters to 70 meters. In other words, any Orc Titan that is over 30 meters can be called an ancient giant.

Fu Qinghai was in the command room of the aerospace mothership, looking down from a high vantage point and able to have a clear overview of the entire battlefield with his naked eyes.

At the forefront of the human coalition's marching team, the Firebee Legion's Warlord-class Titans, War Dog-class Titans, Predator-class Titans, and Nemesis-class Titans were lined up in a row and slowly advancing forward, together forming the Titan Legion's most classic land battle line. The hemispherical void shields that were stretched out merged with each other to form a void shield wall blocking the human coalition.

Within the range of the void shield wall, the spearheads of the Knights were at the forefront, almost hovering on the edge of the void shield. The Space Marines behind them were also tightly together, advancing forward along with the void shield wall. Beside them were the heavy vehicles of various chapters, whose tracks crushed the green mushrooms on the outskirts of the city into dust in the sunken ruts.

Such a row of mobile mechanical fortresses that seemed like mountains in the eyes of the Imperial Guard soldiers, such a powerful military force that made people feel invincible, actually seemed a little weak in the face of the orc army gathered in the pass.

The Firebee Legion dispatched a total of fifty-three Titans this time, thirty-one of which were large Titans such as the Warmaster-class and Nemesis-class Titans. For most Forge Worlds, these were the absolute main force, because the larger Warmaster-class Titans and Emperor-class Titans had become technological relics, and many Forge Worlds' Titan Legions did not even have large Titans.

However, among the orc army on the opposite side, there were forty-seven super ancient giants that were more than seventy meters high, and there were even more that were estimated to be more than fifty meters and forty meters tall. Both the total number and individual volume surpassed the Firebee Legion. They were so dark that it seemed as if real mountains were moving across, causing the people on the ground to feel depressed and suffocated.

These orc battle fortresses walk on mechanical big feet or tracked chassis. The cylindrical shell is assembled with layer upon layer of scrap iron armor, and the sides of the body are filled with long guns, short guns and melee weapons. Their fat, huge and aggressive image is the embodiment of the orc totem, Brother Gaomao.

The cluster battle of Titans on the plains is essentially a competition of firepower and defense. The fragile Titans like the Eldar Nether Titans, which have low armor and high attack, and are fast and flexible, are not suitable for such an open environment. A larger size often means more intense firepower and heavier defense, so just by comparing the size of the Titans, you can roughly estimate the combat power of both sides.

If we compare the mass of human Titans and orc Titans, their firepower delivery capabilities are similar. Most ancient Titans lack shield systems and can only rely on thick patchwork armor welded layer by layer to provide a certain degree of protection, while human Titans have void shields, which have better defense capabilities.

Except for a few special models, most Imperial Titans do not have melee weapons, while Archaic Titans are generally equipped with melee weapons. In addition, Archaic Titans are narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, almost in the shape of a cone. Although they are not flexible in close combat, they are very stable. They are not as top-heavy as human Titans and are easily overturned.

In summary, the human Titan has a slight advantage in individual mass, but the Orc Titan has an absolute advantage in numbers.

"I've talked to Kubik about this before."

Fu Qinghai said in a serious voice:

"It is absolutely not enough to rely on Warmaster-class Titans and Nemesis-class Titans alone. Mars must send Warmaster-class Titans and Emperor-class Titans, but he refused to listen. The result of his conserving troops is that more Titans will fall on Ullanor."

"Should we deploy the 'Golden Armor of Broken Army'?"

Qiao Shida beside him suggested.

"One 'Pojun Jinjia' cannot reverse the disadvantage."

Fu Qinghai frowned slightly and shook his head.

The four-armed Titan "Pojun Jinjia" is very powerful. It has both the powerful firepower of the human Titan and the flexibility and agility of the Eldar Titan. It can be called the Titan killer among Titans. The latest generation version has added nine transforming gears, which makes it even more powerful.

However, even if the single-machine strength of "Pojun Golden Armor" is so super, it cannot offset the huge numerical advantage of more than 30 ancient giants of the orcs. Fu Qinghai will not waste the "Pojun Golden Armor" in such a battle of attrition.

"Pojun Golden Armor" has a more crucial use.

"Let's proceed according to the original plan."

Fu Qinghai pushed himself away from the strategic platform and said:

"As long as we get close enough, we win."

The human coalition does have a huge disadvantage in terms of the number of Titans, but it is not only Titans that can fight Titans.

Fu Qinghai has ten aerospace motherships.

The Tau Empire used the Manta to deal with Titans. The Manta, with a fuselage length of 32 meters and a wingspan of 52 meters, could kill a large Titan alone. The Storm Eagle Nest aerospace carrier is more than 300 meters long, and the ship-borne weapons it carries are also Titan-level weapons. What is even more counterintuitive is that because of the anti-gravity metal spearhead to provide lift, the aerospace carrier also flies very fast, not inferior to small aircraft.

Fu Qinghai has a Primarch.

Vulkan demonstrated his ability to blow up an ancient Titan by himself on the planet Caldera. Other Primarchs have also accomplished great feats of blowing up Titans by themselves. For example, during the Battle of Beta Gamon during the Horus Heresy, Sanguinius led his Holy Blood Guards to descend from the sky and destroyed an Emperor-class Titan by single-handed blasting. Moreover, compared to angels, the Fire Dragon Lord can be resurrected infinitely.

In fact, tanks can also deal with Titans.

Generally speaking, tanks have a hard time dealing with Knight mechas, and are not qualified to deal with Titans. However, some special models of super-heavy tanks, such as the famous Shadow Sword, are Titan destroyers designed specifically to deal with Titans.

Both Shadow Sword and Emperor's Bane Blade are super-heavy tanks, but unlike the Bane Blade, which is equipped with 19 different weapons of different sizes, Shadow Sword's entire chassis and all the energy output of its engines are only used to power one main gun - the Volcano Cannon, which is also a standard Titan weapon. By using the powerful power of the Volcano Cannon, Shadow Sword can destroy a large Titan with one shot if it hits the key parts.

This "small car against big artillery" design concept is actually exactly the same as the German tank destroyer in World War II.

The Helicarriers, Primarchs, and Shadowswords were all able to deal with the Titans, thus bridging the gap in numbers.

At least it has been smoothed over to a certain extent.

"I'm more worried about this than the orc titan."

Fu Qinghai pointed to the two mountain ranges beside the pass:

"Reconnaissance shows that there are many Orc missile and artillery positions hidden in the mountains. If we attack the pass, the curved artillery fire projections from these artillery positions will form crossfire on both sides of us. At the same time, our aerospace carriers and gunboats will also be threatened by these missile positions."

After saying that, Fu Qinghai raised his head and began to call out the generals:

"Sartfaran, number fifty-six, Kalamanda."

Fu Qinghai looked at the three senior officers in front of him:

"The three of you will lead the Ghost Squad into the mountains. You must find these artillery and missile positions and destroy them before the coalition forces advance to the pass. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Khan!"

The three men stood at attention, beating their chests, and answered loudly.

"grown ups."

Fu Qinghai turned around and looked at Vulkan, who was standing silently behind everyone like a wall, and said:

"I want you to be the main force in this battle, standing at the front of the team so that everyone can see you."

Upon hearing this, Vokhan nodded slowly:

"I understand, Aoyama."

The significance of the Fire Dragon Lord's appearance on the battlefield does not lie in his ability to destroy an Ancient Giant within a few minutes, but in the fact that as long as Vorkan leads the charge and endures the orcs' devastating fire again and again and is resurrected again and again, this will bring an immense boost to the morale of the entire human coalition. Everyone is willing to fight with an immortal Primarch. This is Vorkan's greatest role.

At this time, the surface.

The human coalition and the orc army gradually approached within a distance of fifty kilometers. As the first missile landed on the fuzzy light film of the void shield wall and disappeared in a flash, the battle began directly without any test or announcement.

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