Chapter 565: Charge in the Snow

Hundreds of modified Valkyrie transport planes were flying steadily in the clouds, like a group of huge steel beasts.

And around these transport planes, there are a large number of fighter jet formations closely escorting them. They are like loyal guards, always alert to possible threats around them.

"Fly in regiment formation, and each fighter formation pay attention to its own targets." The commander's voice was clearly transmitted to every transport plane through the advanced auspicious device. This order was like a flash of lightning, breaking the silent sky.

After receiving the order, hundreds of transport planes took action quickly. They dispersed in formations of 20 planes in accordance with the instructions, forming tight and orderly battle clusters.

At this moment, the coalition forces on the ground were unaware of the threat from the sky. They were still anxiously waiting for the attack to begin, completely unaware that the shadow of death was quietly approaching.

"We have arrived at the designated location! Prepare to parachute!" As this brief and powerful command was given, the elite soldiers wearing black power armor quickly stood up and stood in front of the cabin door in an orderly manner.

As the heavy cabin door slowly opened, the cold, howling north wind rushed into the small cabin like a fierce torrent.

The soldiers' hair was blown wildly and their cheeks were frozen red, but their eyes were full of determination and resoluteness.

"Put on your helmets! Get ready for battle!"

One by one, the soldiers picked up the M35-like helmets beneath them and quickly put them on their heads.

As the helmets were put on the heads of the soldiers, the originally cold north wind was instantly blocked by the helmets, and the built-in insulation system of the armor was slowly turned on.

"The enemy's defense is weakest in the eastern area. We have to tear open a gap here!" The commander's voice came again, with unquestionable majesty.

After hearing the order, the soldiers looked out of the cabin door and saw the vast battlefield below. They picked up their weapons and made final preparations for the battle.

As the last command sounded, the soldiers jumped down without hesitation, falling rapidly from the sky one after another.

They deployed the gravity parachutes in the air, and then flew steadily in the sky, like black petals falling gracefully in the wind.

Their figures gradually disappeared into the vast horizon, leaving behind only a quiet sky and the whistling sound of the wind.

At this moment, the coalition soldiers were immersed in a brief peace and rest, unaware that the ruthless scythe of death had been quietly raised, about to reap lives.

"Boom boom boom boom..." Suddenly, a deafening burst of artillery fire resounded through the sky, breaking the silence. This dense artillery fire came like a storm, mercilessly bombarding the weak points of the enemy's encirclement.

A large number of artillery shells fell like heavy rain, hitting the Allied forces' garrison hard.

Countless coalition soldiers didn't even have time to react before they were blown to pieces by the sudden artillery shells, turning into a bloody mess of flesh.

Some of the surviving soldiers were blown away by the huge impact force and disappeared in the vast sea of ​​snow.

"Is it the signal to attack? Launch the assault immediately!" A loud shout pierced the sky, and a bearded officer gave the order.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of soldiers emerged from the snow like mushrooms after rain.

After a long wait, their bodies were almost frozen, but as the order sounded, they seemed to be injected with new energy. They struggled tenaciously to get up from the snow and rushed towards the distant enemy without hesitation.

"Follow me!" The political commissar waved the regiment flag in his hand, led thousands of soldiers behind him, and launched a charge towards the enemy's defense zone with an indomitable momentum.

"It's the soldiers of the Human Empire! They have begun to counterattack!" The coalition soldiers saw from afar the imperial soldiers rushing towards them like a group of small black dots, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Then, they quickly adjusted their weapons and prepared for the coming attack.

Dense bullets rained down on the imperial soldiers, and one by one, the imperial soldiers fell on the road of charge. However, facing the heroic sacrifice of their comrades, the surviving soldiers did not retreat, but stepped over the bodies of their companions without hesitation and continued to move forward bravely.

"For the Emperor!" The soldiers shouted slogans in unison. Their hearts were burning with loyalty and faith in the Emperor. They would charge forward at all costs.

After suffering huge casualties, the imperial soldiers finally rushed to the front of the coalition soldiers.

The two sides engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat, and blood and death filled the battlefield.

Dense red light beams and plasma blue light beams intertwined on the battlefield. One cold corpse after another fell in the snow and ice.

"For the Emperor! Prove our worth with our loyalty!"

The leading officer roared and stabbed a coalition soldier with the bayonet in his hand. The bayonet fiercely stabbed into the coalition soldier's chest, and warm blood gushed out of the wound like a fountain, splashing on his face.

"These heretics! Kill them!"

Following this roar, other soldiers armed with rifles and bayonets took action and knocked down the enemies in front of them one by one. Some coalition soldiers pulled the grenade at their waists before dying, and then hugged the enemies around them tightly, and were blown to pieces together.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

As the two sides were fighting fiercely, there was a loud noise in the sky, and then hundreds of figures fell from the sky. After landing, they quickly opened fire, making bursts of dense gunfire.

"New Army?"

The political commissar, whose face was stained with the enemy's blood, looked at the suddenly appearing figures in surprise. His eyes fell on the armbands on their arms, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Yes."

The officer-like man in the lead nodded. The political commissar saw through the goggles of his helmet that the soldiers in front of him had a cold and ruthless look in their eyes. This feeling reminded the political commissar of the Krieg people he had seen before.

At the moment the officer spoke, he stomped his foot hard on the ground, directly crushing the head of a coalition soldier who was struggling in pain, and his brains splattered everywhere.

"What mission do we have next?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the political commissar put away the laser pistol in his hand and asked.

"Regroup the troops and prepare to counter-encircle the enemy."

The officer leading the Skull Corps Task Force said a few words, then continued to lead his team forward in silence.