lcionline Chapter 433: Airdrop Infiltration Starts Off Badly
Chapter 433: Airdrop Infiltration Starts Off Badly
The rumbling sound made him feel a little uneasy. The scene in his dream was pitch black and gray. He didn't know if this was a foreshadowing of the future.
Feeling his body shaking and the long-lost sensation in his fingers, Harold opened his eyes and looked around. In the dim red light, he found that he seemed to be in a transport plane.
The officers were talking and the soldiers were inspecting the machines. Along with the sound of them whispering, he could feel the swelling and pain on his forehead in his dizzy head.
"what happened?"
Harold opened the buckle of his seat belt while talking to himself, and found that his tattered equipment had been completely transformed into brand new equipment. The equipment was so good that it was visibly valuable.
Touching the new carapace armor with his hand, the black matte paint makes it feel solid and heavy. The extra arm armor, leg armor and knee armor almost cover 70% of the body. It is much safer than the Star Army's bulletproof armor.
It's basically the equipment of a stormtrooper, the best for mortals.
"Hey! Long Legs, Harold is awake."
A familiar voice sounded from among the piled goods, and soon after, Slep's short figure jumped out from among them. Watching him put something between the layers of clothes while walking, it was unknown what this guy had touched.
"Why am I lying in a transport plane? What happened behind the registration office? Why can't I remember anything?"
"Hahahaha, everyone within 20 meters of you fainted, and it took us a while to wake up. And you, at that time, had been hit on the forehead by a gun butt and was lying on the ground unconscious." Slap laughed.
"The patrols will punish you by military law no matter what. If the other instructors hadn't thought that your abilities were just right for the killing squad, you might have woken up in jail." Jackson said as he stepped forward, holding a T-shaped metal keel-like object in both hands.
"So, now we are part of the kill team and heading to the mission location?"
Harold was a little surprised, he didn't expect such a situation to happen. He closed his eyes and opened them again, and he was already on the battlefield. This made him nervous.
"That's right. I thought I would slap you twice if you didn't wake up, but you turned out to be quite energetic. Come on, put on the orbital gravity parachute quickly. We need it to sneak into the orc garbage city."
Jackson placed the metal object behind Harold's back, and the buckles on the carapace snapped shut immediately, followed by a plastic-steel backpack hung on his back.
This does not include the miscellaneous items, such as single-molecule blades and thermal-melt grenades. The weight of equipment weighing more than 20 kilograms is indeed a big challenge for ordinary people.
However, the Super Power Array backpack produced by Riza is also equipped with a gyro stabilizer, so it does not consume too much energy during movement.
Before reaching the jumping point, Harold quickly adapted to the new equipment. Two hours later, the team leader, a lieutenant wearing a red beret, gathered them in front of the Thinker and held a pre-war deployment meeting.
The latest Kill Team short film
In front of the Thinker surrounded by green light, and surrounded by ten team members who were ready to go, Harold looked at the completely unfamiliar faces and felt a little hesitant.
"I am the commander of this operation team. You can call me Captain. Our team has not been through the process of running-in. It is extremely dangerous and stupid to go deep into the enemy's rear for the purpose of infiltration.
Although such an action is tantamount to suicide, once we have joined the Killing Squad, we have already handed our lives over to the God-Emperor. We are just the sharp knives in His hand until the teeth are broken. "
The ten members of the killing team had different expressions, some were calm, some were excited, some were anxious, and some were as confused as Harold.
The team leader clicked on the Thinker panel, and layers of visual three-dimensional building images appeared before everyone.
"Two Terra hours ago, several strongholds had already begun to encircle and attack this small garbage city. Our mission is to sneak into the Orc garbage city through suborbital navigation at dusk while the Orcs' firepower is attracted.
Together with hundreds of other killing teams, we will destroy the Orcs' garbage city from the inside by any means necessary to provide assistance to the frontline troops. We will risk our lives to locate military factories, ammunition depots, defense positions, and communication base stations as long as they are high-value coordinates."
The pre-war mobilization made everyone aware of the difficulties that were to come. Their mission would never stop until the orc garbage city was completely captured.
"Beep! Beep! Beep!"
The red alarm light suddenly sounded, and the rear door of the Valkyrie transport plane slowly fell down. The imagined howling wind did not come, but it was time to jump out of the fighter plane.
"Put on the helmet, lock the visor, and the full-coverage protective gear to ensure that we can breathe freely in the suborbital space."
"Click on channel 3 on the Arm Meditator to communicate with the team through voice chat. Follow my instructions after reaching the ground."
"You have better weapons, stronger armor, and more abundant supplies. Go and express your surging hatred for the aliens, and show your deep faith in the God-Emperor. Come on, warriors, and win the reputation that belongs to you! Everyone, jump out!"
The captain led the way, followed closely by the rest of the soldiers, including Jackson, Sleap, and the sentry mechas. All the airdropped supplies flew out of the hatch, leaving only Harold, who had never jumped with a parachute, gritting his teeth above.
"Soldier, you have 10 seconds left before you leave the jump zone. You are using a gravity parachute, not a jump pack. You can only control your descent rate, not your flight rate. You can't keep up!"
Harold took a deep breath. Since he was already here, he couldn't see the ground in the dark sky, so he stomped his feet, shouted, and rushed out of the cargo hold in two steps.
He thought the strong wind would blow him all over the place, but he didn't expect that the first thing he felt was a sense of weightlessness that he had never experienced before.
The surrounding environment was cloudless, and there was nothing but a slightly shiny black color. There was no dust, no water vapor, and not even a sound.
Of course there was still sound, it was his heavy breathing, in and out...in and out...
[If the heart beats too fast, should I inject a 12% concentration of sedative? 】
Harold was already far behind the others and he needed to catch up with the team as soon as possible. The reminder from the Thinker calmed him down and he reached out and tapped the screen.
I felt a slight tingling in my arm, and then after a few breaths, my heartbeat slowed down a lot, and the feeling of weakness disappeared as my heartbeat became steady.
The portable meditator on the arm, the one with green light
"Harold, this is Jackson. You are way behind us. Is that okay?"
"Hu...Hu...No problem, I'll catch up with you right away."
Harold identified the direction, and when his helmet captured the positioning cursor, he immediately tensed his body and dived towards the distant team like a javelin. After more than ten seconds, he finally caught up with the main force.
"Everyone is here, right? Very good. We are expected to reach the stratosphere in 90 seconds. There are a lot of clouds and fog, and the water vapor is very thick. Everyone should make sure to pass through as quickly as possible, but always pay attention to your speedometer."
"What's wrong Harold, were you too nervous for your first skydiving? Did you pee your pants?"
Jackson's sarcasm did not make Harold angry. Under the influence of the sedative, his heart was calm at the moment.
"No... I was just a little delayed in appreciating the scenery in the sky."
"Hahahaha, Gangsha, did you hear that? Harold knows how to make a joke. You are becoming more and more adapted to the battlefield."
As the team was laughing, they reached the boundary of the stratosphere. The air content gradually increased, and the vibration of the free fall and the friction of the air became more and more obvious. The clouds in the dark night were not conspicuous, and they were immediately surrounded by moist water vapor when they fell into them.
It came and went quickly, and after falling layer by layer, the obscured orc garbage city was immediately revealed in front of everyone. The vast land looked so shocking from the sky.
Although it was dark, the continuous artillery fire lit up the entire city, and the tracer bullets in the sky made the city look extremely dangerous. A million-strong army was surrounding the city, and now it was their turn to contribute to the army.
"Everyone, spread your limbs to slow down. When the altitude gauge is about 3 kilometers, open the gravity parachute and increase the output power by 500% every 15 meters."
Harold spread his limbs and reduced his falling speed to 40m/s. When the descent height reached the requirement, the Thinker automatically activated the suborbital gravity parachute. The thrusters behind him immediately opened, and a continuous stream of energy slowly spurted out. The small thrusters helped everyone to reach the designated landing site.
At this time, the orc garbage city on the ground is clearly visible. In the grooves formed by the accumulation of various boards, there are countless green oceans flowing. Those creatures that are now as big as ants will be the hunters that take their lives.
Various metal mechas marched with their heads held high, assembled tanks rumbled forward, and da-da planes soared, passing through dense barrages of bullets and passing over roaring explosions. Everyone was careful, cautious, stealthy and furtive, and finally landed on the ground safely.
As soon as Harold landed on the sand, he took off his armor and breathed in the city air, but the unpleasant smell of engine oil and burnt rubber made it hard to breathe.
Helplessly, he could only put on his armor again, turn off the spectrometer and thermal imaging, and carefully observe this shocking orc city.
The pieced-together city walls and roads were full of wild beauty. There were flickering torches everywhere, chimneys emitting black smoke everywhere, and the sounds of "Wow!" were endless. At this moment, he had come to another world he had never seen before.
There were continuous artillery fire from the towering buildings in the distance, and various city defense weapons were pouring out flames. This was not a fragile alien at all. It was an enemy that the Empire must pay attention to.
"I really believed the lies of the Military Affairs Department. Those regimental flag newspapers are really harmful. They say how to resist orcs when encountering them, that is, to block the attack, draw out the dagger, and stab the orcs' eyes..."
One of the teammates expressed Harold's thoughts, and many teammates immediately echoed him. The team leader asked everyone not to communicate useless things, observe the surrounding situation, and complete the reporting point and assembly.
Everyone gathered together, hiding under the shadow of the board, connecting the cables of the battery backpack to the hell gun, ammunition boxes, special equipment boxes...
"Damn it, there's still a box of supplies that hasn't arrived yet. I wonder if it was hit by a stray bullet during the airdrop and deviated from its landing trajectory... Damn it, we'll have to eat mushrooms to survive now."
The mission was unsuccessful, and the leader's words weighed on everyone's hearts. Can mushrooms be eaten? Didn't the political commissar always tell them to burn all the orcs' things?
Harold looked at Sleep, and Jackson did the same, and everyone who knew about Lightlin's cooking skills placed their hopes on him.
"As long as you dare to eat it, the orcs can roast it for you."
Everyone shook their heads, thinking that at least they still had mushrooms to eat, but they could not accept the orcs' words.
"Okay, in that case, we have very little time left. There is a vehicle modification factory 560 meters to the southeast. Everyone, act in silence."
After saying this, the leader took the lead and gestured to lead the way. Everyone followed quickly. They dispersed and sneaked forward in groups of three in the shadows.
The architectural structure of the Orc Garbage City is intricate, with a large number of metal plates stacked randomly, making the strange buildings tremble like dangerous buildings. People walking underneath are afraid of being hit to death by falling objects.
On the one hand, we have to be careful of falling objects from high altitudes, and on the other hand, we have to pay more attention to those little fart spirits. They are drilling and rummaging in the piles, dragging useful iron blocks to the ground, and standing up to cheer, shaking their heads.
But there was no way for it to laugh heartily, as a single-molecule sharp blade pierced its throat. The blood from the tip of the blade dripped onto the iron block, and the fart spirit still looked sad.
The leader drew back the sharp blade, stuffed the fart spirit into the gap with one hand, and then gestured to inform everyone not to use firearms as much as possible and to deal with it with the blades.
So everyone nodded in agreement, and then ten heads poked their heads over the wall and looked at the hundreds of orc racers in the factory yard. The leader took a deep breath and his voice was clear and bright in the channel. He slowly sat down against the wall and said in amazement:
"It's damn bad luck, shouldn't we pay homage to the God Emperor?"
No one dared to say anything. The roads surrounding the factory were now filled with orcs racing in cars, and it had become completely impossible to sneak in from the ground.
"Group one, follow me to the top of the high tower on the left, use the rope gun in the special weapon box to connect to the roof of the factory, and sneak in with the bomb.
Group 2, go to the wall on the opposite side of the factory and create some noise to attract as many orcs as possible to leave, and be careful not to engage in an exchange of fire.
Group three, go up to the wall to protect Group One, and kill any orcs you find approaching immediately. Steel Sand, it's up to you."