After the war lasted for half a Terran day, the Stinger side was already in chaos.

The psyker responsible for communication will report the battle situation from the front line, and the Stinger will process this information in his brain to restore the current battlefield situation as much as possible.

Then Stinger only had one impression of this war.

confusion.

It was useless for the retreating troops to cover each other. Enemies seemed to be everywhere, and each unit had too much time to take care of itself. Some even confused the direction of retreat and ran towards the blocked passage in a panic.

Stinger really wanted to mobilize four or five regiments to organize defense on the spot, at least to open a safe way for his cronies to evacuate, but this was simply impossible.

The enemy may appear in front of or behind you, and may disappear after a round of volley fire. A large group of enemies may even appear in the center of several nearby regiments, knocking them out and then running away. The defenses established by those regiments

In vain.

Stinger didn't have much time to adjust his deployment because he encountered more urgent matters.

"Sir, we must deal with the enemy's artillery force immediately. Thousands of people may have been blown up by the time I report to you!" A psyker turned his head to look at Stinger, urging him to react quickly.

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Stinger rubbed his head, quickly came up with a countermeasure and then picked up the communicator: "Aylin, I need you to immediately lead your mobile troops to the location where the enemy artillery appeared. The location is directly north of the 12th District, not far from where you are.

The location is only one thousand meters away.”

Aylin is the commander of a mobile regiment in the Tyrone II Planetary Defense Force. His subordinates do not use their legs to travel. They all ride in Centaur personnel carriers.

Originally, Tyrone's Planetary Defense Force would not have such a division as a mobile force, but Stinger and the Governor liked to use cunning tactics in war, and they just needed a force that could quickly implement their strategies, so the mobile force built with a lot of money was born.

"I have seen those artillery pieces." Aylin's voice sounded over the communicator. He did not have psychic powers. "These artillery pieces are deployed outside the city. There is no one to operate them, but they can still fire."

"I don't care what the enemy's artillery looks like, I only care about whether you can deal with them. Get over here quickly, I'm watching you." Stinger ordered coldly.

The sting was not meant to scare Aylin. With the blessing of the Lord of Wisdom, he could really see Aylin's every move.

Aylin had no intention of disobeying the order. He and his mobile group ran towards the location of the artillery.

However, those unmanned artillery pieces either didn't notice Aylin or they didn't care, and continued to pour firepower on the battlefield in the distance.

Aylin's soldiers turned their heads and couldn't help but look at the bombed location.

It was too far away to see the person clearly, but the flash and smoke caused by the violent explosion were clearly visible.

Stinger used past experience to speculate that at least half of the regiment would be blown up in this round of artillery fire. Especially when the battle situation is so chaotic now, artillery fire is more effective on troops who cannot find cover.

"Don't teleport, don't teleport, don't teleport..." Stinger heard Aylin say as if praying. It was obvious that he had encountered situations where the target teleported away before.

Fortunately, the distance of one thousand meters was short for the soldiers led by Aylin, and it took them less than a minute to get close to a position where they could fire.

"Fire!" Aelin ordered with a roar.

After giving the order, the Centaur troop carrier Aylin was riding in exploded on the spot, with debris flying into the sky.

This sudden attack attracted the attention of others, and all the soldiers in the regiment had to abandon the artillery in front of them and turn their heads to deal with another group of enemies.

"When did these bastards appear?" Stinger gritted his teeth. He saw an entire regiment of enemies behind the mobile regiment.

They were not even on their way, they were in combat mode when they appeared. All the Leman Russ tanks were lined up in a row. The infantry in power armor used the tanks as bunkers. Their commander leaned out half of his body from the turret, holding up a laser.

The pistol roared loudly, and there was an unidentified drone floating in the air in front of them.

On the other hand, Aylin's mobile group only started to turn around after being suddenly attacked. By this time, the enemy had already launched a second round of attacks.

The personnel carrier was destroyed by the tank, and the infantry who rushed out of the vehicle were focused on fire.

Some drivers with superb driving skills turned on the spot to ensure that the heavy timber gun or heavy bolter on the personnel carrier could hit the enemy at an angle, but it was of no use.

All the entity's bullets were crushed when they flew under the drone. Only the beams fired by other infantry's laser rifles could hit, but they basically hit the tank armor.

"They are dead." Stinger opened his eyes, feeling a little numb.

Sting likes war, not because he can kill people, but because he can freely display his strategies and the gifts he obtained from the Lord of Wisdom, but now this war only brings him anger and unwillingness.

Although it was considered before the war that the enemy might use teleportation technology to fight, they just didn't know how they would fight, and these vanguard troops were used for testing.

But the test results were still far beyond expectations.

This teleportation technology is a bit too stable, unlike what I have seen in other places before.

"The Mobile Group is gone." Another psyker reported to Stinger, then waited for his reaction to the news to see what the Marshal's face would be like without his favorite unit.

But Stinger didn't react at all. He just murmured: "I was wrong from the beginning. I shouldn't have let them retreat."

"No...no no no."

"If you don't retreat, it's no different than staying where you are and waiting to die. Those teleported enemy troops can easily do things that cannot be done in normal warfare, that is, attack from both front and rear."

"A dead end, indeed a dead end."

"This war is all a mistake. I shouldn't have listened to the Governor's decision to start a war... No, it's not right."

"At least we now know how the enemy fights, so these sacrifices are completely worth it, otherwise we wouldn't even have a chance to discuss countermeasures."

Stinger kept talking to himself like crazy.

"Haha." All the psychics present burst into laughter. They liked seeing the stinger deflated.

If there are outsiders present at this time, you will find that these people do not have a superior-subordinate relationship at all, and even everyone looks very busy on the surface, but the sting order is not always conveyed.

"Preparations for the ceremony are complete."
Chapter completed!