Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 45

Chapter 45: The Governor Will Take Action

ActionPerbov’s heart was chilled.

He knew too well what the consequences would be if these monsters really broke through the fire blockade and rushed to his face.

The abscess ejectors that were thought to be very dangerous among the enemies before were actually nothing at all. The most terrifying ones were the ordinary abscess monsters.

The main reason was that there were too many of them.

Once they got into close combat, even though the soldiers were equipped with bayonets, they naturally had no way to fire when they were in close combat. When more and more, almost endless monsters rushed in, how could his subordinates fight the enemy with simple bayonets?

Even if a soldier could kill three or five abscess monsters in close combat, it would be useless. The enemy would use a larger number to completely overwhelm them.

In fact, there were already such signs. There were already

twice as many zombie dogs as before, and after the firepower weakened, they took the lead in rushing into the soldiers’ line.

This was the first step to shake the entire line of defense.

The zombie dogs that rushed in needed to be dealt with by the soldiers at close range, and as long as they spent a little more time dealing with these zombie dogs, it would further weaken the firepower, and more zombie dogs would rush in later, and the situation would quickly enter a vicious cycle and collapse quickly.

Perbov could see this trend.

But he was somewhat powerless.

He had been shouting at the top of his lungs, asking the soldiers to hold on and ensure firepower.

But it was difficult.

The soldiers under his command were not cowards, but pain, strong winds, and white fog were all objective difficulties that could not be overcome.

Especially the white fog, which seriously damaged the soldiers’ vision. Even if they could stick to their combat positions, all they could do was blindly shoot into the surrounding fog. Only when they were closer could they see some vague figures.

The decline in shooting accuracy greatly reduced the power of the firepower network.

What he could really do and do effectively at this moment was to let the more important firepower units maintain the attack.

The mortar positions under the command of the battalion headquarters could not stop, and Perbov also asked the mortar gunners to place the landing point of the shells closer.

Previously, most of the shells were thrown at the edge of the woods as the first wave of killing and interception. Not too close is to worry about accidental injuries. At the same time, after the enemy is closer, the formation will become sparse due to casualties on the charge, which will reduce the lethality of the artillery fire.

But now there is no time to worry about that.

In addition, the machine gunners deployed at various points also tried their best to stick to their posts. Their situation will be slightly better. The small positions temporarily built with wooden boards and sandbags at the firepower point can block the wind a little. The machine gunners endured the pain, lay on the ground, held the trigger with their fingers, and didn’t care whether the barrel would overheat and be scrapped, and madly poured bullets into the fog.

At the same time, the firepower of the four Wanderers never stopped.

It was precisely because the mortars, machine guns, and machine guns, these three important firepower points, were not silenced that the firepower of the entire defense line was still guaranteed to a certain extent.

Otherwise, the defense line would have collapsed now.

However, Perbov knew that if he relied solely on his own command, he could only do this much.

The fragile balance could only slow down the process of the collapse of the defense line, and it could not return to the previous level of completely rejecting all monsters outside the range of firepower.

He raised his head in hatred, looking at three storm eagles, one large and two small, vaguely visible in the air in the fog.

He knew that was the root cause.

But for these three guys in the sky… Perbov really had no way.

He had ordered all the precision shooters in the company to shoot at the sky, but it was not very effective; he also took out his pistol and shot at the sky, but that was more like venting, and it was useless.

He had tried very hard, but what happened next seemed to symbolize that his efforts were about to be destroyed.

The position was able to be stabilized at present because the mortar positions and machine gun fire points still existed, and the Storm Apostles flying in the sky could also see this factor clearly.

They did not bother the Wanderer V, because their storm magic did not have the ability to penetrate the armor and injure the driver inside.

As for damaging the infantry fighting vehicle itself…

forget it.

In comparison, machine gunners and mortar gunners are easier to deal with.

Wind bombs fell from the sky.

A wind bomb as big as a wheel cut through the white fog in midair, came straight down, landed on a machine gun position, and exploded.

It was like a cannonball, the sudden explosion of wind pressure swept people up; the wind blades scattered under high pressure were really like broken shrapnel, cutting the human body into holes.

The machine gunner and the two soldiers next to him who were blown away by the wind bomb were already dead when they fell to the ground.

A machine gun fire point was removed, which had a significant impact. The area originally covered by it was immediately rushed by several zombie dogs, and the abscess monsters behind followed.

The pressure suddenly increased.

Seeing two more wind bombs falling from the sky, Perbov was already anxious.

He subconsciously went to the landing point of the wind bomb, trying to block it with his body.

But at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his mind: “Don’t worry, lead your team with your heart.”

“Governor?!”

Perbov recognized the voice. He looked around but saw nothing.

At this time, he realized that the voice was directly in his mind. He

suddenly realized and recalled the battle beside the river valley, and those people who died in a very special way.

The governor has a magical power called psychic power, and he is not a powerless person.

If it is the governor, there will be no problem!

Perbov trusted the governor so deeply in his heart.

Gu Hang did not disappoint him.

The two wind bombs that were about to fall to the ground and made him want to use his body to block them suddenly dissipated in mid-air.

Then, the three flying storm eagles in the sky also dissipated.

Three figures fell from mid-air.

In an instant, the situation has changed greatly.

Of course, all this originated from Gu Hang’s action.

At this moment, he had already gotten off the infantry fighting vehicle.

Through the armor of the walker, the psychic energy directly leaked out to release the spell, which would be attenuated to a certain extent. In order to ensure success, he left the infantry fighting vehicle and went outside.

‘Psychic cutting’ is really a useful spell.

Gu Hang did not use this spell directly on the three cultists. The soul strength of the three guys is quite high, and he can see them clearly in his spiritual vision. Even if he goes all out, he may not be able to cut off their heads and kill their souls.

The target Gu Hang chose was the psychic connection that controlled the storm eagle.

Destroying the flying evil spell, letting the three fall, and then annihilating them physically is a more convenient method.

And beside him, 11 Marine commandos rushed out and found the three fallen people respectively.

These commandos raised their guns and shot at high speed, but they were ridiculously accurate. The metal spikes accurately found the targets that were free falling in the air.

This was far beyond the level of their colleagues.

The reason why these 11 special forces members can perform at such a high level is that they have surpassed the T4 level of warriors and reached the T3 level.

(End of this chapter)