Chapter 567: Battle of Demyanko 2

"Our stronghold has been captured by the Empire! Our troops are retreating to the west."

Several wounded Allied soldiers were huddled in a bunker, their faces filled with fear, and they no longer had the resolve to swear allegiance to justice and order until death.

The Empire is very good at destroying the morale of its enemies, both physically and psychologically.

"They are simply the living dead. They will even drag our comrades down with them before they die." A coalition soldier said with lingering fear.

Another coalition soldier echoed: "Yeah, they are so scary, they are not afraid of death at all."

A third coalition soldier added: "I think they are no longer human beings, but demons."

The fourth coalition soldier sighed and said, "What should we do? How long can we hold out?"

Several coalition soldiers talked to each other, their tone full of despair and fear.

However, while they were chatting, the imperial soldiers had already launched an assault.

I saw a group of imperial soldiers in black armor rushing over from all directions, holding weapons and with fierce looks on their faces.

The coalition soldiers panicked and took up their weapons to resist.

The weather had cleared up at this time, but the sky was still gray and the sun was blocked by the clouds, unable to penetrate the thick clouds and bring a touch of warmth to the earth.

Despite this, this did not affect the battle between the two sides at all, but instead made the morale of both sides even higher.

"Hurry! First platoon, follow me! Second platoon, cover the second battalion's assault from the flank!" The old officer shouted loudly, and his voice echoed on the battlefield.

He held the rifle tightly in his hand and began to command the troops, and standing next to him was the young soldier from before - Service.

"Servais! Follow me and get ready! Get your bayonet ready!" Andriad turned his gaze to Servais and gave him orders in a serious tone.

Service's heart tightened, and he immediately hurriedly installed the bayonet on the gun head, and then carefully lay down in the snow. His heartbeat accelerated, and he was so nervous that he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

Around them, comrades climbed out of the snow one by one and charged bravely into the enemy's dense rain of bullets.

However, the ruthless bullets took their lives, leaving them falling on the cold snow.

Sevilla looked at the scene in horror, his heart filled with fear and anxiety.

Suddenly, he found a mutilated body beside him. After a closer look, he recognized that the body was one of the veterans who had glared at him before.

At this moment, the old soldier's lower body had disappeared, leaving only his upper body lying in a pool of blood with a painful expression on his face.

Sevilla felt nauseous and his stomach churned. He wanted to vomit, but was afraid of making a noise and attracting the enemy's attention.

Therefore, he could only suppress the feeling of nausea and continue to lie there waiting for his opportunity.

"assault!"

As the political commissar's order sounded, the troops led by Andriad and Sevilla and others began to emerge from the snow, and then followed the troops in front to attack towards the enemy.

"Hurry up and follow us! Don't get killed by stray bullets!"

Andriad half-knelt down and then greeted Sevilla beside him.

"For the Emperor! Forward!"

The political commissar shouted the order to charge. At this time, most of the positions of the coalition soldiers had been breached. The Astra Militarum soldiers with rifles saw those coalition soldiers like tigers seeing sheep, and they wanted to tear them into pieces immediately.

"Watch out on the right!"

With a roar, a tall Deweis man suddenly rushed out from the trench next to the Astra Militarum. He was so fast that several Astra Militarum soldiers were knocked away before they could react.

"Ho ho ho ho ho!!!"

The Dewey man let out a deafening roar and swung a huge black hammer in his hand. Every swing brought a gust of wind that made it impossible to look directly at him.

"Disperse! Prepare the hot melt!"

Faced with this sudden attack, the Astra Militarum paused briefly, but after all, they were all experienced warriors, and they quickly regained their composure and quickly prepared for a counterattack.

One of the Astra Militarum soldiers held a melta gun and aimed at the rampaging Dewess in front of him. As he pulled the trigger, a dazzling beam of light instantly shot out from the melta gun towards the target.

In less than a second, the high temperature melted the Deweys's solid armor and muscle tissue, and then turned most of his body into a cloud of smoke, leaving only a small part of rotten flesh emitting a disgusting stench.

This sudden episode did not stop the advancing Astra Militarum, who continued to push forward and engage in fierce battle with the enemy.

Under the leadership of Anliad, hundreds of Star Army soldiers were thrown into this brutal meat-grinding battle.

"Sevilla! Follow up!" Andriad shouted.

Anliad stabbed the bayonet into a Union soldier in front of him, and then viciously pulled the bayonet out of his body.

Blood gushed out, splattering all over Anliad's face and uniform.

The Union soldier pierced by the bayonet cried out in pain, his life gradually slipping away.

"Save me...Save me..." His voice was filled with despair and fear.

However, Anliad showed no mercy.

He looked at the enemy in front of him indifferently, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Blood gushed out of the Allied soldier's mouth, staining his clothes and the ground red.

The soldier instinctively grabbed Andriad's calf, trying to seek a last chance of survival.

"Kill him!" Anliad gave orders to the soldiers around him.

Without hesitation, Saias raised his weapon and pulled the trigger.

A crisp gunshot was heard, and the bullet flew through the air and hit the Union soldier's head.

His head exploded instantly, and brain and blood splattered everywhere.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!”

Intensive gunfire rang out again. This time it was the soldiers of the Skeleton Corps who arrived. They had already torn open the enemy's encirclement and completely surrounded all the enemies.

Looking at the soldiers of the Skeleton Corps who came here, some coalition soldiers tried to avoid being killed by surrendering.

"Don't kill me! I'm just a farmer! I don't want to fight!"

A coalition soldier lying in the snow suddenly dropped his weapon, then knelt down beside Seaus and begged desperately.

"Kill him, Private."

A soldier with the insignia of the Skull and Death's Headquarters came up to Sevilla and handed him a pistol.

"Sir, but he surrendered..."

"The Empire doesn't need prisoners, kill him."

The soldier from the Skeleton Corps responded indifferently.