The First Planar War (Part Two)

Battle reports from the front lines mentioned that the Genestealer were being harassed so much by their rear that some troops had been diverted to try and wipe out this disgusting "knife" from behind!

However, the infected continued to follow the old ways, hiding in houses and ruins, as well as in pipes dug in advance.

Alvin immediately saw through their plan: to approach using this almost outdated method, then suddenly emerge from the ground to disrupt the entire legion's formation.

Haha, you want to play urban warfare?!

It must be said, the infected commander has a modicum of intelligence, but... not much!

At this moment, Alvin's command center received a message from Char of the First Auxiliary Army at the front lines.

"Lord, the enemy is gathering in large numbers, attempting to use the ruins and houses as cover to break through our first line of defense. Should we... cease fire and allow the auxiliary marine division to engage?" Char shouted loudly, because only in this way could he drown out the surrounding thunderous artillery fire!

However, Alvin, inside the command center, smiled slightly after hearing Char's words, "Char, you're still very young, and in some ways, you're too conservative."

On the other end of the phone, Char was somewhat bewildered.

Weren't we discussing tactics? How did it turn into talking about his youth?

"My lord, I don't quite understand what you mean." After a moment's hesitation, Char cautiously inquired, "Are you worried about the fighting spirit of the First Auxiliary Army? I can assure you, we are no longer the army of the old United States, but a completely new army under the guidance of the Holy Terra Council!"

This point is open to discussion.

Alvin wasn't doubting whether the First Auxiliary Army possessed the same willpower as the Astra Militarum; rather, he simply had no intention of accepting the challenge.

"You know what, Char?"

He tapped his knuckles on the table and said calmly, "Courage, nobility, wisdom, and determination are all admirable qualities on the battlefield, and lofty ideals we must pursue, but..."

After a brief pause of half a second, he slowly raised his head, his gaze seemingly transcending space to fall upon the fierce battlefield on the front lines, and said slowly but forcefully, "All these admirable qualities cannot compare to the firepower that can engulf everything like a tidal wave!"

Char paused slightly, his previously agitated heart suddenly calming down as he understood Alvin's meaning. "I understand what you mean, my lord."

"Don't rush, Char."

Alvin said calmly, "I know you're eager to prove this legion's strength in a real war, but for now... all you have to do is wait."

His lips curled slightly upward, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, a cold arc in them. "Don't stop until you receive my order... Keep bombing until you can't see a single building in sight, understand?!"

Street fighting?

There needs to be an alleyway!

There was once a general Alvin greatly admired. When faced with an enemy attempting to use urban warfare, he chose to blow up all the "alleys"!

He would rather use 100,000, 1 million, or even 10 million shells to smash and bomb than sacrifice a single soldier for no reason!

Upon receiving the order, Char showed no emotion. After only half a second of thought, he reconnected. "Give me orders for the artillery and armored divisions, and the rocket division... Dense barrage coverage within a range of 800 to 1500 meters ahead!"

"What?"

Charlie frowned, gripping the microphone and roaring, "How many rounds? Are your ears plugged? The order is... dense barrage coverage! Don't stop until I give the order! Fire every last shell from your crotches!"

The artillery and rocket battalions at the rear, after being inexplicably and harshly scolded by their superiors, were filled with resentment.

Damn it, if you're angry, take it out on someone else!

After slamming down the phone, the two division commanders, without a word, turned to their soldiers and yelled, "Bomb them! Don't stop for a second! Anyone who dares to stop, I'll shove my shoe up their ass!"

Soon, thousands of rocket launchers and tens of thousands of cannons began to roar!

Perhaps the power of the 3K Era cannot reverse the situation of the entire Imperium of Man, but concentrating the power of three worlds to crush a local war is simply too easy!

The baptism of the 3K Era has arrived!

There was once a saying that a bullet fired from a three-year-old child's gun is just as deadly as a bullet fired from a soldier's gun.

Alvin thought it could be modified slightly.

While the shells of the 3K Era and the 40K era were slightly less effective, that didn't diminish their deadly nature!

If facing beings like the Astra Militarum or Space Marine, the effect of artillery barrage might not be as good, since they have something far more powerful!

But against this group of infected, whose weapons are at most Logging gun and Laser gun, and whose bodies are practically naked, the artillery shells of the 3K Era... are far more formidable!

The reason? It's cheap!

Cannonball?

This thing is really worthless!

Not to mention that Alvin now has the backing of an entire world. With the Holy Terra Council integrating the power of all humanity and all nations, this enormous industrial monster will unleash astonishing power once it begins to roar!

Soon, those infected witnessed the crushing power of modern industry!

At that moment, the infected people hiding in houses, ruins, and underground tunnels suddenly heard a whooshing sound, just like the sound of an organ being played!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...!!!

In the blink of an eye, countless rockets, trailing blazing flames like a torrent, rained down with an overwhelming density, as if they were free!

Listen, that's Katyusha's voice!

The next moment, the entire Middle Hive, spanning hundreds of miles in diameter, was almost entirely engulfed in flames. A deafening roar, accompanied by layers of air waves, created a shockwave that soared into the sky!

Initially, the infected people didn't care.

So what if it's artillery barrage? That's all these traitors who betrayed the Emperor are capable of!

But gradually, the infected person realized something was wrong. They carefully calculated the time, a look of bewilderment on their face. "How long... have they been bombing?"

"No, I don't know."

The infected person, clutching their head and huddled in the narrow crevice, glanced around and immediately froze, as if a pause button had been pressed.

"Hey, what did you see?"

The infected person next to him asked impatiently.

To everyone's surprise, the infected person who had been stealing a glance turned around with a look of despair. "We're going to see the Emperor."

"Ah?"

Before he could finish speaking, the entire area, the ruins and houses that had served as shelter, were completely blasted to pieces in the violent explosion!

Five minutes, ten minutes...

They thought the artillery barrage would end soon, but after half an hour, an hour, and two hours, the infected commander's face showed despair.

Enraged, he roared, "Who the hell taught these bastards to fight like this?!"

Are the shells free?!

You guys have been blasting for almost three hours straight, when are you ever going to stop?!

As if they had heard his shouts, the continuous barrage of artillery fire finally ceased.

At this moment, the infected almost burst into tears, eagerly crawling out of their bunkers, roaring as they wanted to prove to those cowardly and weak enemies who truly were the loyal warriors of the "Emperor"!

But very quickly, in the next second...

The infected who had just emerged immediately regretted it, wishing they had more... oh, they already had four legs, and they wished they could run even faster!

The first round of artillery fire has ended.

But their Hell ordeal has only just begun!

Countless fighter jets rained down massive bombs from the sky, including Melt Bomb, white phosphorus incendiary bombs, and thermobaric bombs.

Weapons that were originally banned due to their excessive lethality were now raining down like raindrops!

Alvin felt absolutely no moral qualms about using it on Genestealer.

If you're so capable, then come and complain about him at the United Nations!