Hax took one last look at the "old-timer" rampaging through the horde of corpses.
It was merely a wave of undead that had slipped through the frontline fire net, without any of those bloated, horrifying Death Guard Plague Marines mixed among them—only the lowest-grade zombies. After confirming that the Death Seeker infantry on this high ground and that Leman Russ, which seemed to be on stimulants, were enough to handle them, Sicarius decisively ordered the advance to continue.
The Ultramarines did not waste a single precious bolt round or even a second here. They crossed the position and headed toward the higher cliff edge, the best observation point overlooking the entire battlefield.
When they finally stood upon the protruding rock shelf and looked down, even the Adeptus Astartes, who had seen countless brutal battlefields across the Milky Way Galaxy, could not help but be slightly taken aback by the sight before them.
At their feet lay a narrow gap barely ten kilometers wide. This was the only route leading to Pedetia's core hive city, and also the meat grinder both sides were fighting over.
To seal this gap, the Death Seekers had displayed a density of firepower that beggared belief.
Shells literally fell like raindrops, while the smoke and fire from the explosions merged into a roiling sea of flames across the ground. Through gaps in the thick smoke, thousands of armored combat vehicles of every type could be seen racing across the earth, gathering here like a flood of steel as their guns continuously spat tongues of death.
In the sky, the flashes from fighter clashes lit the dim heavens almost as brightly as flares. Countless missiles trailing fiery tails darted through the clouds, and burning wreckage occasionally fell like meteors.
As for the infantry, there was even less