Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 290

290. Chapter 289, Loyal Bolt Gun Feels Worth It

While the bombardment was coming, the mechanical monsters had rushed over a long distance in a few minutes.

With the firepower of the 9th Company temporarily extinguished, their speed of movement was extremely fast.

But when the bolter roared again in Valenzuan’s hands, these charging mechanical monsters suffered a major blow.

The loyal heavy bolter is trustworthy!

Targets hit head-on have no chance of survival. Light units such as cyborgs and mechanical dogs will be shattered to pieces if they are hit by one shot. This is not an adjective, it is really completely shattered in the explosion of the heavy bomb, and the power is completely excessive.

Even the large combat machine called “crab” by the alliance, the mechanical monster with four legs, a height of two and a half meters, and a machine gun and projectile mortar on the firepower platform, will be finished if it is hit by two shots. Their thin skin armor can’t withstand the strafing of the bolter. The synthetic armor-piercing warheads were shot in, and the explosives contained in them detonated from the inside. It only took two rounds to blow two big holes in the “crab”, and then it was paralyzed.

Among the enemy troops, the few unmanned Challenger tanks were also unable to withstand heavy bombs.

Although the Challenger tanks used by Blackbird itself were much stronger than the castrated versions they sold to the old alliance in the past, ordinary bolt guns might not be able to break them, but heavy bombs were another matter.

One tank was hit by three heavy bombs, three holes were punched, and an implosion occurred.

There was no driver in the Challenger, so there was no situation where the driver was eliminated by the explosion and the tank stopped operating. However, one of the three bombs hit the power system or the control system, and the explosion caused a devastating effect on the tank.

These were all threats caused by direct hits from heavy bombs. Even if the heavy bombs did not hit, they still posed a considerable threat. When it sensed the target, the power generated by the mid-air explosion was three times that of an ordinary bolt gun. The impact of the explosion and the flying shrapnel will kill and injure light units such as cyborgs and mechanical dogs within a range of three to five meters.

Just a roaring heavy bolter suppressed the charging enemies again.

This weapon is also the most expensive and powerful one among the infantry units distributed by the Alliance to the company level. Its cost is even more expensive than conventional heavy artillery, and its range is not as far as that of artillery. However, the role it can play within the range is worthy of its price. After being distributed to various companies, it quickly became the core tactical weapon of the company level.

The roar of the heavy bomb also became a horn-like existence at this moment.

The soldiers who lowered their heads during the bombardment just now came out one after another and began to attack the enemy fiercely.

Suddenly, a large number of enemies were suppressed and could not move forward.

But the number of enemies is far greater than theirs, and they will not retreat easily.

Light weapons are difficult to play a role. Showing up and shooting is disrespectful to the heavy bolter. Those mechanical monsters are not so stupid. The other weapons can play a role.

The turrets of several Challenger tanks are rotating. They have obviously calculated the trajectory of the heavy bolter and roughly locked the position of Captain Valenzuan. In addition, the “crabs” are doing the same thing. The indirect fire mortars installed on their firepower platforms have enough distance to hit Valenzuan’s position. Many drones are whistling and flying. The submachine guns on them are enough to cross the foxholes and the bunkers arranged by the engineers next to the heavy bolter firepower point, directly threatening the personnel operating the guns…

Valenzuan, who was suddenly targeted, fell into an extremely dangerous situation almost in an instant.

But at this time, his brain was also extremely clear.

He could not move his position. The heavy bolter had no mobility. It was too heavy for one person to lift. It took four or five soldiers to operate it.

At this time, the only way to survive was to fight back.

Even if there was no chance of survival, as many enemies as possible should be eliminated before the end.

He accurately identified the biggest threat: the Challenger tanks, and turned the barrel towards the enemy.

The tanks two kilometers away were still not very big targets, but the superior performance of the heavy bolter ensured that he could hit them with a high probability as long as he aimed. And he didn’t need to pursue a single shot. As long as he kept firing, the recoil of the gun was transferred to the ground by the bracket fixed to the ground with nails. He then used his tenacious will and arm strength to keep the muzzle turning and ensure that the trajectory of the heavy bolter was distributed within the range he wanted.

One after another… two Challenger tanks were destroyed by heavy bolters.

At the same time, the soldiers in the company were not just watching the show.

In the previous bombardment, the entire 9th Company suffered heavy losses. But unlike the 3rd Company that collapsed with one shot, they at least dug fortifications and did not suffer a complete annihilation.

The surviving soldiers each used the weapons they could use and began to fight back.

There were still two mortars firing; each squad took out a rocket launcher and started firing at a distance; several precision shooters in the company, holding newly issued laser guns with scopes, were specifically aiming at the combat drones flying in the sky.

The battle was extremely intense.

The mechanical monsters had suffered heavy losses, and they should have realized that this was not a successful attack, and retreating might be a better choice at this moment.

But they did not do so.

In other words, they had no possibility of retreating.

Their main force was still behind, suffering from the most fierce artillery bombardment of the alliance and facing the assault of an elite synthetic battalion. They were here to find a way out for the main force.

They had a total of more than 2,000 people, including drones and tanks, but were blocked by a small infantry company, which was unacceptable. In their battle command logic, this was to be taken at all costs.

Their mission was to open up a path step by step.

But unfortunately, the mission of the 9th Company was to intercept the enemy here at all costs.

They had done well enough. After the sudden battle and the intensive long-range bombardment, they were still able to maintain their combat effectiveness. In the process of the enemy’s aggressive assault, they even destroyed a large number of their manpower, including three tanks.

Valenzuan turned his gun to the fourth tank, and the enemy’s turret also turned. But he was confident that he could destroy it with heavy bombs before the enemy opened fire.

At this moment, the heavy bomb in his hand suddenly went out.

He just looked sideways. The private who had just joined the army and was supplying him with ammunition was shot several times and died at this moment.

It was not at the same time. The three gunshot wounds on his legs, waist and shoulders should have been there for a while. But in the process, perhaps because the sound of the heavy bomb gun firing was too loud, he didn’t even hear a cry of pain.

It is also possible that the young soldier did not scream.

He just silently endured the pain and insisted on doing his task until the combat drone in the sky shot another bullet into his head, killing him completely and ending his work.

No one was working on the external hand-cranked ammunition feeder. After a string of ammunition belts was used up, new bombs were not loaded.

Valenzuan’s face was calm and he was not panicking. He was still thinking about a solution at the last moment. He planned to load the ammunition belt himself and then call other soldiers to help.

However, these were just thoughts and no action was taken. The muzzle of the tank gun that had been aimed at him emitted orange flames and a shell flew over.

The shell hit the side of the front baffle of the grenade gun and penetrated it. The unstable shell brushed Valenzuan’s face and took away half of his head and a shoulder.

Blood splashed on the heavy grenade gun. He blinked his remaining eye twice, but he could do nothing and fell with his head raised.

The heavy bolter was turned off, allowing the conservatively suppressed enemies to charge at full speed again.

In a short period of time, the Challenger tank that killed Captain Valenzuan had already brought infantry and mechanical dogs to a distance of several hundred meters close to the 9th Company’s position.

At this distance, the rifles in the soldiers’ hands can exert their full power, but at the same time, the firearms in the hands of the modified people have become more powerful. Some mechanical dogs began to rush out of the brigade and ran quickly, and the submachine guns on their backs also began to shoot. Although the accuracy of the submachine guns at this distance is outrageous, the increased firepower density will still cause trouble for the soldiers of the 9th Company.

The battle between the two sides has entered the most intense stage, and the casualties of the company have begun to become greater.

More importantly, without the core firepower point of the heavy bolter, there is a tendency that it is unstoppable.

But in the next moment, the bolter sounded again.

This time, it was the instructor of the company who took the lead.

In fact, it was not just him. Several soldiers tried to control the heavy bolter, but these attempts failed. At least four soldiers lost their lives in the succession.

But under their cover, the instructor, who has always been gentle, successfully rushed over. He dragged a wounded leg and shook the ammunition feeder vigorously, and at this time, another soldier rushed in.

“Go and fight!” The instructor’s voice was already hoarse when he shouted.

The corporal operated the heavy bolter and successfully blasted the Challenger tank that led the charge, avenging their company commander.

But before they could fight for long, multiple drones attacked. The precision shooters in the company were already trying their best to stop them. The red laser beam shot down several drones in mid-air, but there was still one drone that came to the drone very close to the heavy bolter fire point and poured a round of submachine gun bullets from top to bottom.

After the bullets were used up, the two people in the trench were no longer moving.

Then the third group went up.

But this third group didn’t fire a few shots, and those mechanical monsters seemed to be unable to bear it.

A new round of whistling sounds came from the sky. This was another long-range bombardment from the enemy artillery position at least ten kilometers away.

Moreover, this round of shelling lasted for a particularly long time, and the number of shells falling was particularly large.

After the bombing, the entire position of the 9th Company was quiet.

The foxhole with the heavy bolter, which was the core of the company’s tactics, was filled with corpses. The bolter that was supposed to be fixed there was still there.

The metal baffle in front of it had been severely deformed, and the bracket that fixed it was crooked, but it was still there, but it was stained with the blood of several people.

After the bombardment ended, the mechanical soldiers began to move forward.

For a long while, no firepower came from the human soldiers’ positions.

But they still moved cautiously.

In order to capture the next position, the mechanical assault team of more than 2,000 people had lost more than one-third of their number. Only one of the original six Challenger tanks remained.

The victory that was obtained at such a great cost…

No, it has not been obtained yet.

When the first few mechanical dogs that rushed forward approached within a hundred meters of the position, the familiar sound of heavy bombs rang out again.

Sergeant Dimitrao, a fleeing soldier from the 3rd Company of the 2nd Regiment, picked up the heavy explosive weapon that was miraculously still intact, not only wiped out the mechanical dogs that were probing forward, but also blew up the last Challenger tank.

Dimitrao didn’t know where he got the courage from.

Previously, when the 3rd Company was breached, they were beaten and fled with their heads in their hands. After being stopped by the 9th Company, they were almost regarded as deserters.

He and a dozen other fleeing soldiers had very low morale at that time. The panic of surviving the disaster and the confusion of not knowing where to go back occupied their hearts.

They had seen with their own eyes that the number of mechanical legions that opened up the road to the back was very large. He didn’t think that the 9th Company could stop these enemies. After all, the enemy not only had 20 times the number of the 9th Company, but also had the support of long-range artillery fire.

How to fight this battle?

He didn’t run away, purely because if he ran away, he would definitely be regarded as a deserter and would be shot.

The subsequent development of the battle did not exceed his expectations.

The 9th Company was tenacious. They had tried almost everything to fight those mechanical monsters, but the difference in firepower and numbers still made them inevitably go to defeat.

But Dimitra saw what happened in the grenade position.

The machine gunner died, and the company commander took over; the company commander died, and the instructor took over; the instructor died, and more soldiers rushed up…

This kind of succession shocked Dimitra.

He couldn’t help but think of his own company. If the 3rd Company had not been raided and insisted on fighting, would the same thing happen? Would

his company commander, his instructor… and even himself make the same choice as the brothers in the 9th Company?

He asked himself this question in his heart.

He didn’t get the answer yet, but his body moved in advance.

His movements were slow and firm.

He crawled to the foxhole.

There was no place to stand here. There were more than a dozen bodies piled in the small pit.

When he came to his senses, he was already lying on the brothers in the 9th Company, with his hand on the trigger of the grenade.

The magazine had disappeared, but the loaded ammunition belt in front was more than half a meter long.

His mind was blank, but he instinctively raised the gun and pulled the trigger towards the mechanical dogs and the approaching challenger.

The loyal grenade launcher was still working, the smoke of bullets tore through the air, and the sound of gunfire rang out!

The sound of the grenade launcher seemed to be an activator, and Dimitra’s blood was boiling with the gunfire at this moment!

He couldn’t help but roar and vent.

Fear, pain, confusion… everything turned into bullets and went towards the enemy.

In the sound of gunfire, he finally figured it out.

He was going to die, but he felt it was worth it.

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