Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor, Three Hundred Years in Tax Arrears
Chapter 141

Take Life and Death Lightly, Weld the Gas Pedal Down

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Red Sand Hills, The dry river bed winds northward.

The tremor of the tracks running over the gravel spread along the ground. Three hundred Leman Russ Conqueror Battle Tanks were lined up in a long snake, with two hundred Chimera Armored Transports guarding the two wings. The torrent of steel rolled over the Gobis, and the raised dust covered the sky and dyed the midday sun dim yellow.

Cole stood on the observation platform of the command vehicle, holding up a high-powered telescope and scanning the endless armored column, with a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"There are too many troops." He put down his telescope and said to the adjutant beside him, "It is a waste to deal with a Lower Hive militia that can't even gather together a tank company."

The adjutant quickly apologized and smiled, "Colonel, this is the intention of the coalition forces to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"Foolproof?" Cole sneered and raised his hand to point to the middle and rear of the convoy, "Their only threat is the stolen Stormbird Transport. It's a little tricky because of the Void Shield, but a mere ship can't make much waves, so I've prepared a big gift."

In the middle and rear of the convoy, the twin gun barrels of Hydra Flak Tank point diagonally toward the sky.

"As long as it dares to come, I will shoot it down." Cole patted the guardrail of the observation platform, "My record book is missing a vehicle with Void Shield."

The adjutant nodded in agreement.

Cole raised the telescope again and scanned the steep hills on both sides of the river bed.

The dust was so thick that the field of vision was limited to one kilometer. His heavy tank could only walk along this riverbed, and the steep slopes on both sides were impossible to climb.

"The terrain is not good for us." He frowned, and then let go with disdain, "However, what tactics can those Lower Hive guys on the opposite side, who don't even have enough to eat, come up with?"

"Even if you charge down, are you going to engage in hand-to-hand combat with my armored troops?"

Cole has enough confidence in himself, but he missed one thing.

Cole's motorcade drove into the middle of the river bed.

The leading Leman Russ had just crossed the bend in the river bed when an armor-piercing round came with a scream from two kilometers away.

Boom!

The shell accurately penetrated the front armor of the turret of the lead tank and instantly detonated the ammunition compartment.

The turret, which weighed more than ten tons, was blown into the sky. It hit the river bed and rolled out for more than ten meters. The car body burst into flames.

Before the second tank had time to turn, the second artillery shell roared in, accurately hitting the side armor, and the tank body was instantly torn into pieces by the explosive ammunition.

"Enemy attack!" The communication channel exploded instantly, with the roars of the commanders and the gunner's reports mixed together into a mess.

Cole is not messed up.

He grabbed the telescope and locked the direction of the cannonball's attack.

On the high ground at nine o'clock, only the turrets and upper armor of the 13 Leman Russ Battle Tank vehicles were exposed, and the rest were buried in the compacted red soil. The nozzle of the semi-buried tank bunker faced the entrance of the river bed.

Behind them, on a higher slope, a Fellblade Super-heavy Tank was stationary in the firing position, its super-long main gun aimed at the throat of the river bed.

This is a fire trap customized by Fu Haoran for Cole.

13 Leman Russs were responsible for close-range crossfire to block the retreat, and the Poison Blades used ultra-long range to roll call the leading tank from the rear.

"Semi-buried tank bunker." Cole put down the telescope and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect these Lower Hive guys to dig fortifications. However, with this little wealth, how dare you stop me?"

He turned around and ordered sternly, "The front row Leman Russ rushes in at full speed and suppresses them from the front! The Chimera infantry fighting vehicles cover the two wings and attack from the side after approaching! Battle damage is inevitable, don't feel bad!"

"Colonel! The flank Auspex shows that a large number of high-speed targets are approaching!" the young noble adjutant pointed at the screen and said with a tense expression.

Cole glanced at the screen, his eyes instantly turned cold. "Are you teaching me how to fight?"

"No, I'm just worried..."

"Humph, what you can think of, I can't think of?" Cole snorted coldly, "Besides the unarmored Tauros Rapid Assault Vehicle, what else can it be that can approach at this speed? Let the infantry heavy firepower team cooperate with the Chimera on the flank, and it will be enough to stop it."

He paused, his tone full of disdain. "A group of unarmored rags, just playing the human wave tactic. Let them charge, which saves me the trouble of looking for them one by one."

On the backside of the hills on both sides of the riverbed, dust billows.

The infantry team of Cole had already set up heavy machine guns, Las-cannon, and Chimera Armored Transport on the top of the slope. The heavy armor became a mobile bunker for the infantry.

The patrol team carried thermal imaging cameras and stared at the movements in the col.

The leader of the team stared at the red dot on Auspex that was getting closer and closer, and then looked at the field of vision blocked by sand and dust, feeling faintly panicked.

"It's not a big deal." He gritted his teeth and comforted himself, "As long as Chimera is here, these broken assault vehicles can't rush over at all."

The leader of the team was still staring at Auspex.

The next second, the deafening roar of the engine blasted directly into my ears.

A modified pickup truck broke through the sand and dust on the top of the slope and rose into the air.

Victor felt like he was flying.

It was his first time to drive. In this Gobi, there was no need for any driving skills at all. All he had to do was hold the accelerator firmly to prevent the car from overturning.

The iron spikes on the steering wheel dug deeply into his palms, and blood mixed with sweat dripped on the dashboard, but he didn't even frown.

"The target is still 2 kilometers away, everyone is ready to attack!"

An order came from the communication channel.

Victor grinned and stepped on the accelerator harder.

The pickup truck rushed out of the steep slope, and Victor saw the enemy convoy down the slope.

Facing the defense line formed by the torrent of steel, Victor had no fear, only excitement with blood boiling all over his body.

The brothers in the carriage also roared, pointing the Bolter and Multi-melta in their hands at the enemy below, shouting, "For the Emperor!!"

Looking at the Victor crew that rushed out at the lead, the captain of the team was about to give the order to focus the fire, when he saw hundreds of pickup trucks rushing out from behind the slope, followed closely by countless vehicles, like a group of crazy bison, rushing down at a speed of 160 kilometers per hour.

Some cars rushed so hard that they rolled directly after landing, and the people in the cars were thrown away. However, the convoy behind did not slow down at all. The tires ran over the gravel and splashed Mars. The exhaust pipes sprayed billowing black smoke and continued to rush downward.

Victor has only one target in his eyes - Hydra Flak Tank down the slope.

He kept in mind Intercessor's fatal order: take down the air defense platform first and clear the way for the governor's air power.

"Bloodline is truth, nest is eternity!!"

Victor roared and jumped out a second before the pickup hit the missile array.

Boom!!!

The huge explosion instantly engulfed the entire Anti-Aircraft Missile array. Melta Bombs in the truck body exploded one after another. Unfired ammunition was detonated and flew everywhere. The entire air defense position instantly turned into a sea of fire.

Victor got up from the sand with a bloody head, wiped the blood from his face, and was about to rush forward when he saw a Chimera Armored Transport suddenly turning its gun and aiming at the jihadist convoy rushing up from behind.

He glanced down at the pendant on his chest, grinned, picked up an unexploded Melta Grenade on the ground, and roared towards the tracks of Chimera.

"I am coming to the Kingdom of God!"

The flames of the explosion shot into the sky again, and the entire Chimera was overturned to the ground, and the tracks were directly blown into two pieces.

When the surrounding jihadist believers saw Victor's sacrifice, they roared even more crazily. The accelerator was welded shut and they rushed straight towards the Imperial Army's defense line. No one flinched.

"Blood is truth!" Hundreds of voices roared at the same time, drowning out the roar of the engine.

The leader of the team saw his Chimera being blown into the sky, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body became cold.

"Damn it! How could they have Melta Bomb!"

Melta Bomb is the ultimate trump card of the Imperial Army individual anti-armor. He never dreamed that these Lower Hive guys would actually weld this thing onto a pickup truck and launch a suicide charge.

What made him collapse even more was what happened later.

The Genestealers believers who jumped out of the car roared and rushed forward. Most of them had three or even four arms, and their sharp bone claws easily tore apart the infantry's Flak Armour. Their strength and agility were far beyond that of ordinary humans, and a large hole was instantly torn out of the defense line.

While the first echelon was tearing open the gap, the pickup trucks of the second and third echelon had already rushed into the gap in the Allied formation, using the vehicle-mounted Meltagun to point out the tracks and engine compartment of the tank, cutting the complete steel dragon into sections.

The fourth echelon's martyr car crashed directly into Chimera, who was trying to close the formation, and used an explosion to completely tear open the gap.

Ronan led a group of pickup trucks Melta, rushed in at full speed along the gap opened, and relied on the high maneuverability of the pickup truck to get around to the side and rear of Leman Russ, without giving the opponent a chance to turn the turret.

Pulling the trigger, the blazing white Melta jet spurted out, and the side armor more than ten centimeters thick was melted through like butter. The engine compartment exploded instantly, and the steel giant lay directly in a burning iron coffin.

Fu Haoran divided the jihadi convoy into four echelons: the first echelon is responsible for opening the gap, the second and third echelons are responsible for destroying the air defense, the fourth echelon is responsible for creating chaos, and finally Ronan and others carry out guerrilla warfare, entangling the enemy with their speed advantage.

"Colonel! The flank defense line completely collapsed! Chimera lost more than half! All air defense platforms were destroyed!"

Cole's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he ordered sternly, "Chimera and the assault vehicles from the rearguard unit will immediately return to support the flanks! Block the gap for me!"

"Colonel! They have been sent! But there are too many enemies to stop them! In addition..."

Before the adjutant finished speaking, a harsh whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.

A silver-gray attack plane broke through the dusty sky.

In the cockpit, Fu Haoran stared at Auspex on the screen, and the movements of the Imperial Army among the hills were clearly marked.

This modified set of domestic low-altitude penetration avionics is perfectly adapted to the terrain of Warhammer World, and can accurately lock on every target even if the sky is filled with dust.

The remaining anti-aircraft units fired into the sky, the shells exploded next to the wings, and the airflow shook the fuselage violently.

Fu Haoran The push rod slid sideways, and the A-10 scraped against the sand dune, instantly throwing off the trajectory.

"Not quite dead yet."

The nose of the aircraft rotated, the Avengers cannon was aimed at the anti-aircraft Armored Vehicle, and the trigger was pressed directly to spray bullets.

Avenger Gatling roared instantly, and large-caliber armor-piercing bullets poured out like a heavy rain.

The armored units along the way were torn apart like paper.

Cole was thrown to the ground by the adjutant and escaped the disaster.

By the time he got up from the ground, the once impregnable command vehicle had turned into a blazing fireball.

Fu Haoran Fully throttled, the attack aircraft flattened its fuselage and hovered over the battlefield.

Cole got up from the ground and was about to order a counterattack when he suddenly heard someone shouting, "It's the knight! The knight mecha is coming!"

At the end of the river bed, amidst the smoke and dust, a twelve-meter-tall mecha came running quickly.

Knight Paladin raised the rapid-fire cannon with his right arm, fired rapidly, and named Leman Russ Battle Tank who turned the muzzle one by one.

The high-speed rotating Chainsword with its left hand made an ear-piercing scream, and struck down against a Leman Russ that was charging at full speed, directly splitting the turret and the car body into two halves.

The armor-piercing bullet from the opposite side hit Ion Shield and failed to take effect.

"Colonel! It's the Knight mecha! They have Imperial Knights!" The adjutant looked at the mecha in the distance, extremely anxious.

Cole looked at the attack planes hovering in the sky, at the knight mechas pressing forward step by step, and at his steel torrent being cut into pieces, and finally understood that he had completely lost this battle.

"The rear guard is cut off! The rest of the troops retreat in turns! Then reorganize their formation and launch a counterattack!" He gritted his teeth and refused to give up.

"Colonel! Retreat, we have no chance of winning." The adjutant held him tightly.

Cole threw him away, his eyes red as if they were bleeding, "I haven't lost yet!"

However, the surrounding officers did not dare to let the noble-born Cole die in battle. If he died, everyone else would be punished.

Finally, Cole was pushed by the adjutants into the backup command vehicle and plunged into the dust.

Behind him, the torrent of steel that he was proud of was burning into a sea of fire in Red Sand Hills.

Wade stood on the high ground bunker, looking at the battlefield below.

The turret of Leman Russ lay crooked on the river bed, the wreckage of Chimera was still emitting black smoke, and the barrel of Hydra Flak Tank was blown into pieces and was deeply embedded in the red sand.

The wreckage of the jihadi convoy and the steel behemoth of the Imperial Army were burned together, making it impossible to tell who was who.

He had firmly believed that these heresies would only bring destruction.

But today, it was this group of heretics in his eyes who used their lives to tear apart the enemy's steel defense line and win this impossible battle.

Wade has to admit that these Genestealer, who were enemies not long ago, are worthy of trust after becoming comrades.

However, everyone knows that this war has just begun.

Wade wiped the dust and soot from his face and ordered, "Clear the area and take all the tanks and Armored Vehicle back."

"Take back all our bodies and give them a good burial."

"Received."

Ronan picked up Meltagun, led his men, and rushed into the sea of fire that was still burning.

A few minutes later, Wade's battle report reached Fu Haoran's cockpit, "Sir, the battlefield has been cleared."

"Destroyed 247 Leman Russs and 162 Chimeras, captured more than 120 remaining soldiers, and captured 11 intact Leman Russs and 23 Chimeras."

"We had 217 killed and 342 seriously wounded."

"The vast majority are members of the sect."

Fu Haoran looked at the burning battlefield below, remained silent for a few seconds and said, "Those who are seriously injured, send them on their way, don't let them suffer."

Even if they are used, these people will die to protect Hive City, and Fu Haoran will not be less decent.

Moreover, he still needs more believers to fight for him.

Wade was silent for a few seconds and nodded.

He knew that for those believers whose internal organs were torn apart by bomb fragments, a quick shot was the greatest mercy.

Dozens of kilometers away, Cole's backup command vehicle was running away frantically.

He slumped on the seat, his whole body shaking uncontrollably, not out of fear, but out of overwhelming anger and unwillingness.

"Three hundred tanks... two hundred infantry fighting vehicles... a complete anti-aircraft array..." he muttered to himself, his teeth chattering, "All gone!"

He clenched his fists suddenly, and his nails dug deeply into his palms, causing blood to ooze from them.

"Fu Haoran has knight mechas, Melta weapons, and standard air power. This is not the armament that a Hive City governor should have!"

He turned to look at the adjutant with a fierce look in his eyes. "Tell Joint Defense Alliance about the situation here, we need more support!"

Outside the car window, in the direction of Red Sand Hills, the sky-high fire was still burning, dyeing half of the sky blood red.

This battle is just the beginning.

He must make that Lower Hive guy pay the price and wash away today's shame.

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