Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming

Chapter 61 Artillery Barrage, Motorcycle Breakthrough

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Twenty 155mm high-explosive shells, accompanied by a chilling whistling sound, crashed into the Helios Group's marching column that stretched for several kilometers.

The fireball from the explosion soared into the air over the dimly lit wasteland of the bottom nest, and the huge shockwave, carrying shrapnel and debris, swept away everything in its path.

Dozens of half-track trucks and light assault vehicles responsible for transporting troops, located in the middle of the column, were damaged in the first round of attacks.

The light vehicles, with their thin shells and large contents, were no different from paper in front of heavy artillery. They were torn to shreds on the spot, and the mercenaries sitting inside didn't even have time to figure out what was happening before they were reduced to a pile of charred parts.

With just this one volley, Helios's casualty count jumped to over 450.

There were even several expensive Stone Lizard self-propelled guns that were overturned by the shockwave from the near miss due to their thin armor. Regardless of the condition of the gun body, the gun barrels were completely destroyed.

"Scatter! All armored units, scatter immediately!"

Zeman's voice boomed through the communication channel, and although it was accompanied by static from the microphone, it still sounded steady and powerful.

As a seasoned veteran with exceptional combat skills, Zeman had already reacted the moment the radar alarm sounded. However, the heavy artillery landed too quickly, leaving no time for the light units to escape.

However, reinstalling is still reinstalling!

When the smoke cleared, apart from the wreckage of light vehicles and the bodies of infantrymen scattered all over the ground, the core combat force of the Helios Group, more than twenty Lemanrus main battle tanks, and a large number of Chimera armored personnel carriers, were basically intact.

Some tanks, even after being hit in the front by a grenade, only have a blackened patch on the armor plate and their external searchlights shattered, can still continue firing once the crew inside has had a short rest.

This is why the Imperial Defense Forces equipped Lemanrus with such thick armor.

Their original design was intended to enable them to charge through enemy fire on a plain with no cover whatsoever.

Unless it hits a weak point like the top cover directly, or is fired directly with a large-caliber armor-piercing round, these high-explosive grenades that rely on fragmentation to kill are just a tickle to them.

Zeman leaned halfway out of the command vehicle, glanced at the horrific scene around him, and although his heart was bleeding, he did not panic.

As long as the tanks are still there, this battle can be fought!

"Attention all crews! Do not remain stationary, keep moving!"

Zeman gave the order loudly.

"The enemy's artillery positions are over 20 kilometers away, and their accuracy is low. As long as we move, they won't be able to hit us!"

"Full speed ahead! Charge through this area!"

However, as the first Leman Russ attempted to restart and roared forward, the driver discovered a problem in despair.

The road is gone.

Bauer's choice of the shelling point was extremely cunning.

This area is an industrial wasteland, with towering concrete building ruins, some tens of meters high, standing precariously on both sides of the road.

That round of heavy artillery fire just now directly shattered the load-bearing structure of these buildings.

"Boom!"

Tens of thousands of tons of concrete blocks, steel bars, and industrial waste collapsed like an avalanche. Although the destructive power was not high, it completely blocked the already narrow marching route.

The tanks in front were blocked, and the tanks behind were stuck by wreckage. The entire armored column instantly turned into a dead snake that could not move.

"Damn it! They did it on purpose!"

Zeman slammed his fist on the hatch.

The enemy had no intention of annihilating them with those twenty cannons; instead, they wanted to use the terrain to trap this torrent of steel here!

In complex terrain like Dichao, once a tank loses its mobility, it becomes nothing more than a metal coffin.

"Sappers! Where are the sappers?! Load up the bulldozer blades! Clear the way!"

Zeman roared in the channel.

But cleaning up these tens of thousands of tons of garbage will take at least two or three hours.

"Motorcycle formation! Don't worry about the main force!"

Zeman made a quick decision and switched to the Pioneer band.

"You'll bypass the ruins from the side, break through at full speed!"

"We must reach the outer edge of the acid swamp before nightfall and set up our firing positions!"

"As long as we can suppress their infantry, once I open the road, I'll crush that damn artillery position to dust!"

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Ten minutes later, seven kilometers outside the acid swamp.

Dozens of heavily modified two-wheeled assault motorcycles roared out of the shadows of the ruins.

The riders were all outlaws from the "Iron Skull" mercenary group, with excellent skills, managing to reach speeds of 80 miles per hour on the rough road full of gravel and craters.

They bypassed the blocked ruins and became the first Helios troops to reach their designated positions.

"This is Motorcycle One, and we have arrived at the target area."

The motorcyclist leading the group stopped behind a huge rock and set up the vehicle-mounted explosive machine gun.

"The visibility ahead is good, and no enemy fortifications have been detected."

"Establishing a forward firing network, awaiting the main force..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

"call out--!!"

A rocket, trailing a long plume of flame, flew out of the shadows on the side without warning.

The rocket didn't hit the motorcycle directly; instead, it grazed the lead rider's helmet and struck the rock behind him.

"boom!!"

The violent explosion shattered the rocks, and the debris struck the driver's armor like bullets, throwing him and his vehicle to the ground.

"Grass code, enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!"

The remaining drivers immediately scattered, trying to find cover.

But it was too late.

In the ruins around them, figures wearing matte black T-9000 heavy exoskeletons stood up.

Bauer had already deployed all 210 heavily armed guards; this was a meticulously planned ambush.

"One group facing forward, fire freely!"

With a command given over the communication channel.

One hundred heavily armed soldiers, each wielding an XPG-200 rocket launcher, simultaneously pulled the trigger.

Although these guys aren't very accurate, this is a saturation attack.

The rockets, equipped with Andy's specially designed hollow-charge warheads, completely covered the area.

The motorcycle team was instantly engulfed in flames, but that wasn't the most fatal part.

The real killer move is from the side!

Just as the motorcycle team was trying to flank to the sides.

Another hundred or so soldiers carrying CBS high-explosive crossbows had already quietly opened up the flank.

They didn't rush to open fire, but waited for the lightly armored units that were trying to escape to expose their side armor.

Although the CBS high-explosive crossbow is extremely powerful, the amount of explosive in a single arrow is about the same as that in a small missile.

However, when facing such a fast-moving target, or a heavy tank like the Leman Russ, a head-on confrontation is not the optimal solution.

The frontal armor of a tank is usually the thickest, so high-explosive arrows will most likely bounce off it.

Only by hitting the side, the tracks, or the engine cooling vents can effective damage be caused.

So they continued to advance along the flanks from the very beginning, while the frontal troops carrying XPG-200 rocket launchers were responsible for drawing fire for these CBS crossbowmen.

And now, these motorcyclists have just exposed their flanks.

Then there's nothing to worry about!

"Jump! Jump! Jump!"

A dull, resonant sound of bowstring vibrations rang out.

Dozens of thick, high-explosive crossbow bolts, accompanied by a silent whistling sound, struck the motorcycles and riders.

"boom--!!!"

A series of explosions.

This once formidable vanguard squadron was completely wiped out just seven kilometers from the base, without even seeing the gates of the acid swamp.