28: Chapter 28 Yang's Dilemma

The players quickly retreated from the first line of defense.

Following them came the rumbling sound of Leman Russ Tank tracks.

A large number of Leman Russ Tanks aligned their barrels in unison toward the Tyranids, the sound of artillery fire tearing through the air and venting their fury wantonly.

Yang Gao was quite troubled at this moment; the system had locked off his path to requesting external reinforcements.

He had to find some reinforcements for himself, but that was nearly impossible—the Hive Fleet Behemoth had almost completely severed Protim's connection to the outside world, and the Empire had abandoned this world as well.

Therefore, it was almost impossible for him to call in any reinforcements.

Now, the only thing he could do was to try his best to stabilize the frontline and prevent it from collapsing like a row of dominoes.

Suddenly, Tyranid Warriors charged through the artillery fire, slicing open the barrels of the Leman Russ Tanks and flipping the tanks over.

"Brothers, I refuse to believe this! The rest of you, concentrate your fire and blast the hell out of them!"

Meanwhile, in the livestream chat:

"It's no good, brothers, I think they've lost their cool. What should we do?"

"I think the most important thing right now is to preserve our strength and build a defensive line by relying on favorable terrain and our familiarity with the environment."

"Exactly, exactly. Otherwise, the gap between us and the enemy is too big, and it's easy to get wrecked."

"I have a plan! Have them pretend to defect to the enemy and dismantle them from the inside."

"Brother, do they look like they're capable of communication to you?"

Amidst all the bickering from the netizens in the livestream, the players finally managed to retreat completely.

In the trench:

Li Pu pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it using the flames from the ruined walls, and took a drag, feeling like he'd just survived a catastrophe.

Yang Gao was busy coordinating the deployment of the frontline.

"Brothers, I suddenly have an idea. Why don't we capture the ringleader first to take down the rest?"

"It's simple: because we can't reach them."

Thinking of this, everyone was quite distressed: "Wait, Brother Gao, aren't you going to say something?"

"Brothers, listen to me analyze this. As long as we rely on favorable terrain and a continuous supply of ammunition, we will definitely be able to hold the line."

"Brother Gao, although this game is really fun to play, it's honestly a bit too realistic."

Yang Gao inexplicably began to feel nervous: "You didn't discover anything, did you?"

"It's just so fun to play."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes! This is something I poured a huge amount of effort into creating; it's absolutely awesome!"

At this moment, Li Pu had just finished his cigarette and brushed the dust off his clothes: "Brother Gao, it's not that I want to criticize you, but you posted a poster the other day that said 'The Avenging Son, Roboute Guilliman,' and yet this is what you've given us."

Yang Gao's brain began to spin at high speed as he was asked this, and he suddenly thought: "You don't understand, do you? This is called pre-launch hype."

"Then tell me, when are you going to release that? We're quite looking forward to it."

The players also started chiming in, one after another, talking to Yang Gao.

"Enemy attack!"

The players scrambled to grab their weapons, looking at the endless, dark mass of enemies.

"Brothers, let's be brothers again in the next life!"

"That's right, let's be brothers again in the next life!"

Morale in the trench reached its peak; at this moment, they seemed to have long forgotten that this was a game. Everyone held a determination to die, staring at the dark mass of enemies ahead with eyes like hawks.

"Fire!"

Countless laser beams shot toward the enemy like mushrooms after the rain...