Chapter 130: Planetary Orbital Defense Cannon

Looking at Tark, who was covered in blood as if a god of slaughter had descended, charging into the demon nest alone, Alvin suddenly felt that he had somewhat underestimated this retired veteran of the Imperial Guard.

Catachan tough guy, well-deserved!

Wiping off the sticky blood on his face, Tark turned to stare at Alvin, revealing eight neat teeth: "Kid, you have to hold on for me, otherwise we really have no hope!"

While speaking, the chainsword roaring with mechanical noise cruelly smashed a demon, minced meat mixed with nauseating blood, splashing down like a waterfall.

Even though Alvin had excellent mental quality, being drenched in that fishy flesh and blood still made him unable to control his instinctive reaction, his stomach churning, almost vomiting!

"Now, I will take over the command!"

Tark's fierce and violent aura directly intimidated the chicks of the 3rd Company. He sternly gave the order: "Everyone, according to the number of remaining ammunition, establish three tiers of defensive lines, retreat in order behind me, and no one is allowed to leave their post without authorization!"

After witnessing Tark's fierce performance, the 3rd Company, although believing in Tark's ability, still subconsciously glanced at Alvin, as if asking for his opinion.

"Just do as he says."

Alvin was already very weak, and even his voice became powerless. Every time he spoke or even breathed, it would cause sharp pain in his chest.

It should be that the broken ribs had already injured his internal organs.

With such injuries, he should have been resting in place, but the demons from all directions forced them to transfer as soon as possible!

After saying this, Alvin tilted his head and passed out.

Tark frowned, crouched down, pressed his chest with his hand, and quickly identified that Alvin had suffered serious internal injuries and must be transferred for treatment as soon as possible.

"You absolutely cannot die... kid!"

Tark dragged Alvin, carried him on his back, tied them together with zip ties, pulled out a bolter with his free left hand, held a roaring chainsword in his right hand, and swept his gaze over the people of the 3rd Company: "Remember, if anyone falls behind, don't look back to save him. Our goal is only one... and that is to break out of the demon encirclement. I won't stop to wait for you, understand?!"

"Understand!!!"

The remaining forty-plus people of the 3rd Company still had high morale.

Ditz stuffed the last laser battery into his gun and grinned: "Don't worry, we will never drag the Company Commander down!"

Tark looked at the crowd of the 3rd Company. Although everyone was very embarrassed, their eyes were burning with raging battle intent. Not a single person retreated, and no one refuted.

He had no doubt that if these forty-plus people could survive, they only needed to receive tactical training to become qualified warriors of the Emperor!

But, unfortunately... many of them would not be able to see tomorrow's sun.

"Set off!"

Tark roared and rushed out of the room first.

The forty-plus people of the 3rd Company were divided by Tark into assault forward groups, support groups, and rear-guard groups. The whole team advanced in order. If you look from high altitude, you can find their formation is very much like a sharp arrow!

With Tark as the sharp spear tip, he stabbed fiercely into the demon tide. The support groups on both sides ensured that the overall formation would not be broken by demons from the flanks, and the rear-guard group located at the end... their duty was very simple, and that was to block the enemies from behind!

"For the Emperor!!!"

Under high morale, and Tark, who was leading by example, like a god of slaughter, wantonly slaughtering profane demons, the team's advancement speed was significantly accelerated.

Fortunately, the number of demon tides nearby was not too many.

Most of the demons pouring out from the Upper Nest mainly targeted the last human survivor stronghold located at the end of the Middle Nest, a counter-attack position composed of an armory and a grain depot.

Most of the soldiers who retreated from the front line gathered at that stronghold, and under the elite of the small part of the remaining Law Enforcement Department, they were struggling to resist the demon army.

But... how long they could hold on was uncertain.

According to Tark's estimation, holding on for three days was the limit. In other words, unless reinforcements arrived within three days, they would all return to the Golden Throne!

"Hold on! Don't fall behind!"

Tark shouted slogans, his face becoming more and more anxious.

The people around were getting fewer and fewer, especially many people who had completely run out of ammunition and could only rely on tactical knives to fight for their lives with the demons of the Warp!

Just when everyone was trapped in the encirclement, suddenly a fiery red light cut through the smoke-filled sky, and the dull engine roar dragged a deep blue tail flame!

"What is that?!"

The 3rd Company, which had already reached the end of their rope, suddenly emerged with hope after seeing that light.

Intuition told them that it should be reinforcements!

"It's an assault boat! Reinforcements are here!" Tark was worthy of being a retired veteran of the Imperial Guard. His electronic eyes zoomed in on the picture, and he clearly saw that it was an assault boat!

Countless demons abandoned them one after another and turned to fly toward the assault boat!

"Brothers! Hold on!" Tark's forehead veins bulged, his neck was covered with bursting blood vessels, and he shouted with all his strength: "Our reinforcements have arrived, soon the heretics will be driven... out...?"

Before everyone could be happy for three seconds, they saw four deep blue light clusters, containing heart-stopping destructive power, swallowing the airflow and wild smoke along the way, like a punishment sent by the gods!

Rumble!!!

The dazzling light occupied the sky, accompanied by rumbling muffled sounds!

The "assault boat" that carried everyone's hope was wiped out by a single shot, exploding into fireworks in the sky.

And looking at the joy on everyone's faces, it didn't even have time to fade before they fell into a deeper ice cellar. The taste of watching hope shatter... was really not easy to bear!

"It's a planetary orbital defense cannon!"

Tark turned his head suddenly, staring at the direction of the Upper Nest, gritting his teeth and cursing fiercely: "Damn Upper Nest nobles, they actually let even this thing be occupied!"

He originally thought that even if the Upper Nest nobles were greedy for life and afraid of death, at least they should fulfill their mission. Even if the planetary defense artillery was lost, they should have completely destroyed it instead of leaving it to Chaos!

What Tark didn't know was that there were indeed people among the nobles who wanted to do this, but unfortunately, before it could be realized, it was disintegrated from the inside, leading to the planetary defense artillery falling into the hands of Chaos.

"Isn't it just a planetary defense artillery?" Ditz was the first to cheer up, and the young man was full of courage: "After settling the Company Commander, let's rush a wave with you and destroy it, won't that be it?"

"You make it sound easy..."

Tark rubbed his eyebrows, a little painful.

As the name suggests, planetary orbital defense artillery is mainly used to intercept strikes from space and near-earth orbit. Its power is such that it only takes a few shots to destroy a space warship!

In other words, without solving the planetary orbital defense cannon, the Empire's support would be very difficult to land directly on the surface of this planet.

Unless... it's ultra-long-range teleportation.

Directly use the power of the Warp to teleport troops to the deepest part of the enemy's position, thereby destroying the planetary defense artillery and providing landing conditions for subsequent troops! ===== CHAPTER 131 =====