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77: Chapter 77: The Deployment of the Death Company.
"For the Archangel, for the Emperor, for humanity! Warriors, we must hold the line!"
The Chaplains had their loudspeakers turned to the maximum, constantly pacing back and forth along the front line, unceasingly encouraging the temporarily conscripted troops.
They needed to hold out until the order to retreat was given, so they kept admonishing these mortal soldiers: to hold until the end is glory.
Any act of retreating before battle would be met with execution.
Amidst the calls of the Chaplains, the mortal soldiers fired heroically.
The heavy artillery within the Fortress of Angels also began to bombard the surging Tyranids on the ground.
Coupled with the "River of Death" 15 meters in front, they miraculously gained the upper hand.
Countless Tyranids were blasted into fragments by scorching plasma and large-scale bombardment.
The dense bombardment even altered the terrain, but the steps of the Tyranid Swarm never ceased.
Whether it was the artillery arrays of the Blood Angels or the fire of the mortal warriors, they plowed through the enemy time and again, yet the Tyranid Swarm seemed endless, launching continuous assaults.
In the trenches, the players kept repeating the actions of reloading, peeking, and firing.
But the heavy atmosphere at this moment weighed down on every player and mortal present.
Amidst the sound of artillery, the admonitions of the Chapter Chaplains could be heard from time to time.
"Aren't they just a bunch of stinking bugs? Brothers, we cannot show weakness, kill them for me!"
"I don't know where Old Li went; he isn't coming over to help either."
As soon as the words left his mouth, a bio-shell landed not far from Chen Mo and exploded, splattering Chen Mo with dirt.
In the trenches, mortals and players were constantly falling, and countless others filled in the positions left by others.
The battlefield was filled with smoke, and everywhere were the corpses of allies and Tyranids.
The veil of the Warp blocked astropathic communications.
But it could not block the courage of humanity.
The attacks of the mortals were not without use; at the very least, they exhausted as much of the enemy's living force as possible.
As time passed, the "River of Death" was gradually filled by the endless Tyranids.
When they crossed the "River of Death" and saw the mortals not far away, they let out roars.
Many Civilian mortals saw this scene, broke down crying, and fled backwards.
However, such cowardly acts were naturally met with execution by the Chapter Chaplains, who also forced the remaining people to return to the front line.
Chen Mo looked at the conscripted soldiers who had just been driven back to the trenches by the Chaplains, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
At this moment, he once again profoundly felt the darkness of the Warhammer universe.
When the Tyranids finally stepped over the corpses of their companions and approached the trenches, the Space Marine Chaplains finally ordered the Civilian conscripts to retreat.
As soon as the order was given, the mortals scattered like frightened birds.
Before the Battle of Baal, a large number of Death Company units were brought to the Fortress of Angels on Baal.
With so many Death Company warriors, it took the combined efforts of numerous Chaplains to barely pacify them.
Now, this dangerous force was finally put to use.
As the gates of the Fortress of Angels slowly opened, the Death Company rushed out like crazed beasts, making it impossible for the mobile units in the rear to keep up with them.
They charged into the Tyranid Swarm, and among them, the mentally unstable warriors even briefly mistook the fleeing mortals for traitors from ten thousand years ago.
But fortunately, the Chaplains corrected their mistake in time and pointed out the true enemy, thereby allowing a large number of mortals to escape back into the fortress.
The Death Company tore through the Tyranid Swarm like a steel blade, halting the further advance of the Tyranid Swarm.