13th floor – Lv. 775 Lava Hammer Assault Division (2)
All wars don’t end with just bombarding them with huge weapons.
Most wars are ultimately a fight for territory, and occupation requires infantry.
Even in this era, the presence of infantry is the cause of hand-to-hand combat.
It’s just that by clearing the planet’s surface, no one can have it anyway.
Even the stupid Greenskins fully understood that fact.
Even in their common sense, war was to be rewarded.
Therefore, the Empire also operated infantry, and most of them were filled with trolls.
Rather than learn to wield troublesome guns, the trolls stuck with the simple, easy, traditional way of wielding them.
What was made for them was a huge weapon such as a beam great sword or a rocket hammer.
In fact, considering its size, it is already a weapon rather than a weapon.
Trolls have been a living siege weapon since long ago, when they tamed and rode giant lizards.
When they charged and collided, the wall shook, and when repeated, it eventually collapsed.
Even under the gods of war and savagery, the most wild and powerful at the same time are the trolls.
A lot has changed with the advent of the space age, but the trolls have not lost their strength.
Laughing at the languid orc shooters and cowardly ogres, they run with the old faith of war than anyone else.
A hail of bullets alone cannot kill an overwhelming mass of up to 5 meters in length at once.
If so, hold on and charge, then charge again!
In the end, victory always awaits.
* * *
The Federation did not doubt the victory, but at the same time did not ignore the possibility of local defeat.
Hand-to-hand combat was an area in which the Empire was clearly strong.
Objectively, the fleet power is the overwhelming superiority of the Federation and the Alliance.
The Empire is barely defending itself based on its gigantic planetary fortress.
The ogre commanders who controlled the army were not stupid or stupid, so they strategically preserved the fleet.
If anything happens, a planetary fortress appears.
For the Federation, it was too late to completely wipe out the enemy even though it had completely seized the air supremacy.
Accordingly, the planetary fortresses of the Federation also began to move.
Since it was originally built for defensive purposes, it was never considered for offensive use, but the fanatics were willing to tolerate its inefficiency.
First of all, it’s an all-out war.
All of the Federation exists to win glory under the name of chaos.
But the time it takes is unavoidable. The universe is so vast.
And there is a limit to the distance that the enormous mass of the planetary fortress can warp.
Even the energy it takes is enormous.
It’s been a month since the planetary fortress started moving, but it’s still not even halfway there.
As a result, the fleet front was fixed.
During that time, the Federation and its allies attacked the abandoned territories of the Empire.
Most of the Empire’s terraforming technology was looted, but it worked.
Empire A – Planet B02.
At one time, volcanic activity was active, but the terrestrial planet, which had a green atmosphere after about a decade of terraforming, had an ecosystem that any country could covet.
An empire that only wants meat has large-scale herding there, but if it falls into the hands of an alliance or a federation, it will become a granary.
Lieutenant Colonel Spencer, who was watching the war with such an imagination, sighed.
And whoever saw it, quickly picked it up and put it in.
The charter on the ground is sluggish.
For the Federation, the goddess is an absolute existence, but for the sake of faith, she did not live by completely ignoring reality.
All material values exist for Goddess.
For the day when the goddess will return one day, honing skills and accumulating material wealth.
Thus, the technology and power that the Federation had built up was obviously great.
But the decisive thing caught my foot.
giant trolls.
There was no way for goblins or vampires to defeat those natural beasts in pure ground warfare.
Of course, if you are naked like in the old days, the high-temperature plasma or laser will burn those monsters’ bodies.
The problem is that the trolls who have adapted themselves to the times have begun to wear armor.
There were such units even in the old wars recorded in the history books.
The Empire’s most elite groups, called the Shock Battalions, displayed menacing powers on countless battlefields.
The fear of the trolls in the federation, which was still small and weak at that time, was engraved into the bones.
Countless tactics and strategies have been devised to overcome it.
Haven’t actually tried it.
Lieutenant Colonel Spencer nevertheless believed that, with God’s protection, the savage trolls could be turned into minced meat.
If it is a mistake, the Empire has developed as much as the technology for warfare.
Their armor is not a crude piece of iron like in the past.
It was a very decent body armor with advanced technology and protection against plasma and lasers.
Heat dissipates and light scatters. A myriad of magical principles further strengthened the tough vitality of the trolls.
It is extremely difficult to stop a troll from the front, who even protects his face.
In the end, what is mobilized is a live ammunition that clearly has a superior firepower over energy weapons.
The guns start firing.
The Commonwealth’s army is not stupid.
We did not rule out the possibility that such an unfortunate event would occur.
The trolls that were charging with fire that seemed to be deafening flew through the sky.
Some of the direct hits exploded.
However, no matter how dense the fire network is, sufficient killing power is not guaranteed over the entire range.
The monsters that regenerate and regenerate tiredly will get up and charge again if they do not stop breathing even if they are injured somewhere.
Even if it was a direct hit, if it didn’t die instantly, the tank on its back explodes and a miraculous spring of water pours out and revives the troll.
Nothing compares to the miraculous springs carried by the exiles, but the battlefield has changed since it was studied.
Once again a baptism of shells flies.
Shooting by snipers operating on a large scale is also initiated.
Some of the running trolls suddenly fell over.
The bullet from the railgun went straight through the brain. die instantly
At last, the trolls also began to buy themselves.
It doesn’t mean we found cover.
It spreads and charges with fire as a smoke screen.
And wear a thick helmet that covers your face.
It’s an ignorant thing to the point where you can’t see anything other than the dot right in front of it, but there is no better thing than me in terms of preventing instant death.
The sniper’s fire loses power.
Even if that physical force can break the troll’s neck, he gets up and runs again.
Lieutenant Colonel Spencer decided it was sufficient and ordered the retreat.
Drones are launched to assist with the retreat.
The trolls roared triumphantly as they watched the fleeing goblins.
A 5-meter muscle mass monster that regenerates exerts enormous power even in times like these.
Retreats begin everywhere. The intended purpose of consuming enough trolls has been achieved.
If you look at the past, it is one-sided.
There are many dead trolls, but few goblins.
so far it is
A crisis has come.
Dropping capsules fell in different directions.
Things like black and huge coffins that symbolize the empire.
I look up at the sky and a ship is hurriedly passing by. Countless descent troops were being deployed there as if it were raining even now.
“Damn! Aren’t those trolls isolated?”
There shouldn’t be any support.
Is the Empire on the offensive? why?
As I knew in advance, it must have been a remnant of soldiers who remained on the ground and resisted.
The corps sent to the ground were specialized in doing such a task.
It exerts only the minimum deterrence, and it pushes and gnaws at it without giving it a distance in hand-to-hand combat.
This was the only way to win safely in the end.
In an instant, the battalion was isolated. So was the regiment.
However, it was Lieutenant Colonel Spencer’s battalion that stood out in particular.
His battalion was the least deterrent.
The other battalions in the vicinity are all artillery units. It is a deformed organization that occurred because it was an annihilation operation of trolls where firepower was so important.
The lieutenant colonel realized that the time had come to depart for the goddess.
* * *
Calling out the name of the great chaos, the goblins tried to charge. At the end of the day, he wants to accompany even a troll with a plasma grenade.
The troll standing in the front was nervous.
Unlike in the distant past, this is an era where trolls can be killed by goblins.
Thanks to that carefulness, the last resistance of the goblins was about to fail.
The troll was far enough away. The difference in stride length prevented the goblin from reaching the troll.
The thrown grenade was engulfed by the glowing sword before generating massive amounts of heat, ionizing the surrounding air.
The goblin, who has lost all means, draws a sword. The troll kicked him at the end of running, showing his will to remove even one of his claws.
with a pop.
The troll’s feet disappeared.
Both the troll and the goblin were perplexed. I don’t know what happened.
The blown feet were shattered or sprinkled with blood.
In the meantime, playback begins. A tube protrudes from the tank on the troll’s back and is held in his mouth.
It is truly a regenerative power that is close to immortality.
But suddenly, playback began to be suppressed.
The blood that had been poured out in large quantities came to mind as it was large.
As soon as even the slightest bit of blood from the blood vessels that were regenerating came out of the troll’s body, it was caught by some strange force.
The troll falls. I lost my balance because it didn’t play quickly.
His blood ran over such a troll.
dig in all directions It’s thick, and blood rushes through the body armor.
In an instant, the bloodbathed troll was struggling.
The goblin platoon leader opened his mouth.
Everyone in the Federation knows this.
Even if you are not a vampire, you cannot be unaware of the existence of the vampire clan that protects the Federation.
And the clan master at the apex.
The lord of the night who wields a power like power.
The great warrior of chaos.
I felt goosebumps all over my body.
They always appear on dangerous battlefields.
“The great great warrior has entered the battlefield!”
The light also returns to the eyes of the other goblins. Although their will to fight was not quenched, they could not but accept defeat.
But it cannot be defeated where the chaos watches directly.
The youngest of the platoon ran with screaming cheers.
You have to make victory. From this moment on, even strategic retreat is not permitted on this planet.
The signalman threw down his weapon and reported the situation.
In front of them was a legendary exile party handed down as a myth.
I had to tell all my comrades about this.
The artillery stopped retreating. It was an action that did not take any strategic advantage or disadvantage into account.
The artillerymen tried to shove their muzzles into the jaws of the trolls who were rushing.
Some even succeeded in doing it and triggered it.
The incarnations of the wild, full of anger, were pushed to the point of being pushed back by the flag.
Lieutenant Colonel Spencer was also thrilled.
The relatively calm lieutenant pulled out his sword and stopped the battalion commander from jumping off the command vehicle.
Only after the pants were removed did the lieutenant colonel calm down.
Yes.
It seems that the Great Chaos did not want to keep him by his side yet.
Much work remains to be done on this earth.
* * *
It’s gorgeous, but the troll’s cause is suffocation in the end. I can exert enough dominance to almost negate regeneration, but I cannot overturn the battlefield alone.
But we have other weapons.
Trolls don’t use firearms very well. Because you can’t learn how to use it.
Only surprisingly smart trolls carry canoes worthy of their size.
I said to the girl.
“Go and bite them all to death!”
“The growling king!”
As always, it’s me and the girl acting alone.
The other party members form a formation and join the platoon.
Strictly speaking, there is not much an exile can do in a battle between armies.
The moment we appear on the battlefield, we have to tell the truth everywhere and retreat the mad goblins.
“These guys! Charge backwards!”
At that, the goblins rushing towards us stopped.
Yes. It is not a strategic retreat. Only the direction of the attack changes.
Truly a great warrior!
It was a clear face that he was thinking something like that.
I continued to polish, and the goblins ran backwards in admiration.
Surprisingly, the mysterious reputation of being called the Great Warrior of Chaos also worked for the trolls.
The trolls who witnessed the waves of blood sweeping everywhere lost their fighting spirit and began to retreat.
It’s really weird. Aren’t goblins and trolls opposites?