I write apocrypha in Warhammer

Everyone knows that the green-skinned orcs are definitely not an honest and law-abiding race.

They are born for fighting, and the desire to fight is deeply rooted in the genes of every individual of their race, constantly spurring them to find new battles to satisfy themselves.

Although I don’t know what methods the people in power used to calm down the greenskins next door, Mueller believes that as long as they provide a small spark, they can still easily ignite the violent explosive barrels. .

There is no way for them to pass the checkpoint on the human side because they have chitin in their bodies. And when all humans evacuate this world and Oster is completely taken over by green skins, as human chicken thieves, they will be unable to pass. Hiding everywhere.

So they had no choice but to attack the green-skinned legions already stationed on Oster, annoy the aliens, and then guide them to vent their anger on the evacuating humans. This would mess up the situation into chaos, from which he and his family could escape. Fight for a chance of survival.

This is not a difficult thing.

They were there to support the fire, not to defeat those greenskins.

So even though the cunning commander cleared a continent in advance for the green skins to station, he moved the evacuated original residents of the continent to other places first, and then evacuated, in this way, humans and green skins were separated, avoiding The two sides clashed.

But the green-skinned anger will not reason with you, nor will it calm down easily. As long as they attack the greenskins as humans, the furious orc warlords will surely take crazy revenge on the humans afterwards - this is completely foreseeable.

After the plan was formulated, Muller and his family chose a dark and windy night to secretly board the central continent where the orcs were stationed, and then cautiously moved towards the location of the alien.

What they targeted was a greenskin stronghold near the outskirts of the army, stationed in a small town. It looked like it only had about a thousand people, which was comparable to their number.

The greenskins like to fight, but are not good at military discipline. It is really difficult for them to keep those guys on alert at all times to guard against enemies who don't know when, or may even never appear.

Therefore, in non-war conditions, their sentries are lazy and full of flaws.

This is simply the blessing of the God of Ten Thousand Arms. They are in a complete state to attack the enemy unprepared. Muller and his family will not lose too much strength because of this operation, which means that they will have more people to witness the savior. 's arrival.

Finally, they were close enough.

The clan leader released the psychic link and sent the order to attack into the minds of every member of the sect. The genestealers were full of fighting spirit and rushed into the greenskin stronghold with roars.

This was a sudden attack. The orc boys in the stronghold were caught off guard. They didn't even have the courage to fight back, so they gave up their position and fled to the rear in a panic. The gene stealers advanced rapidly in the stronghold, and no force could stop them for a while. The pace of their charge.

Seizing the opportunity, they launched a merciless massacre against all the enemies they saw. Roaring gunfire sounded everywhere, and massive bullets were fired at the fleeing enemies.

They stuffed a melt bomb into every orc hut, and the violent explosion directly flattened those buildings. The orcs who were still in a daze inside them would not have any chance to resist. The light of the fire illuminated the originally silent and dark night.

The stronghold suddenly became chaotic, and the shouts of killing filled the sky.

It wasn't until the night was dispersed by the flames of war that the gene stealers gradually saw clearly what they had achieved.

Their charge was indeed very ferocious. The enemy was caught off guard and could not organize any effective resistance. However, not many greenskins died in their hands. The only enemy corpses exposed were some slower running boys and grunts. and a hundred or so enraged Scrooges. In other words, the massacre they expected did not occur.

They must have all been killed by melta bombs in the hut, Mueller thought, even though he couldn't detect the strong smell of burnt flesh in the air.

It was just a raid on a greenskin stronghold, and those reckless men with impressive IQs were careless, so what could possibly go wrong?

But the signs displayed around him told us that everything was unusual.

Before Mueller could think carefully, the next second, violent gunfire rang out from all directions, and countless bullets shot out from the ruins like raindrops, aiming at them.

The Genestealers were caught off guard. In just the first wave of attacks, they lost more than a hundred members.

what happened?

How could there be so many greenskins firing at them in the hut that had been blown to ruins by melta bombs?

Unless those greenskins weren't in there at the time

Unless they've built a massive grid of tunnels underground, the houses above are just bunkers.

Mueller's eyes widened when he suddenly realized it, and his expression was full of disbelief.

The greenskin's next offensive just confirmed his suspicion.

Countless orc boys rushed out from unknown places, giving the impression that the scale was at least three thousand.

They were organized and disciplined. They surrounded this group of daring intruders as quickly as possible and poured firepower on them frantically. The gene stealers were killed in droves, and the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.

"No this is impossible!"

Mueller lost his voice.

He was obviously just here to make a fuss, but now he was in danger of being wiped out. He couldn't figure out why things would develop like this.

"Master Patriarch, we should..."

Muller called out to the multi-armed deformed creature that looked completely different from him, but was his blood relative and leader of the family. He hoped that the patriarch could give guidance at this most critical moment, just like he had done countless times before when they had overcome difficulties. That way.

However, the next second, he felt the disappearance of the patriarch from a spiritual level.

Mueller looked at the center of the battlefield in panic. A powerful orc leader was trying to pull out his battle ax that had cut into the enemy's body. The poor man who was killed was the leader of their gene stealers. At this moment, he was completely alive. none.

It's all over now.

Having lost his patriarch, Mueller seemed to have lost his backbone, and his mind was filled with only fear and panic.

But the powerful orc leader did not stop, killing his dear family members all the way until he reached himself.

"You, you orcs have fallen into the trap of us humans. We tricked you into this world just to bury you, and then take the opportunity to occupy your star area!"

Staring at the tall enemy in front of him, Mueller hesitated and spoke.

Even if he himself cannot escape death at this moment, if other family members are lucky enough to escape successfully, he will work hard to create opportunities for their survival.

He must continue to provoke the orcs to attack humans.

"Your shrimp trap? Are you worthy of being called a shrimp?" Tiepi came to Mueller and tore off his hood, revealing the chitin head shell that was originally covered underneath. , "You are a traitor who has taken refuge in insects, a shameless chicken thief, and you dare to throw dirty water on others here!"

"How...how could this happen..."

Mueller couldn't figure out why these stupid orcs became so smart and could actually plot against them.

An inexplicable feeling of fear suddenly gripped his heart.

"I don't understand when you look like this. The Green Seer has long been aware of your plan, so your action will definitely fail."

Tiepi grabbed the chicken thief in front of him and said with a smile.

"Green, Green Seer?"

Muller carefully thought about the knowledge about green skin in his mind and confirmed that he had never heard of such a term. However, he had a feeling that all the changes that occurred on Oster should be due to this term. The handiwork of man—a horrific monster beyond planning.

"That's right. He is the great green prophet. He has already planned everything. No small move of yours can escape his eyes. He will lead us to overthrow your despicable master and achieve absolute victory in this war. !”

Ironhide said extremely proudly.

"No...you won't succeed."

Mueller said, but his tone was mixed with uncontrollable panic.

"It won't succeed? Look who loses now and even loses his underpants! Your master will end up with the same fate as you in the future!"

Ironpi pinched Mueller's neck with a cruel smile on his face.

"No... you can't... the God of Ten Thousand Arms... He will definitely..."

Ironpi exerted little pressure on his hands, and Mueller gradually suffocated and could no longer make a sound.

"That's right." Ironhide continued what Mueller said, "He will definitely taste the taste of failure. He will lose completely but have no choice but to roar in anger and incompetence in the void."

Tiepi's words were like a heavy punch, constantly hitting Mueller's heart. The boundless fear that spread was like a swamp full of darkness, trying to drown him in it.

Finally, with a crisp sound of bones breaking, the life of the gene stealer Mueller came to an end. Until the end, he still could not wait for the salvation of the God of Ten Thousand Arms, and neither did his family members——Orc Boy They killed them all and not a single one escaped.

Soon, the siege against the gene stealers came to an end. Such a clean victory made the boys enthusiastic. They shouted the names of Brother Gomao and the Green Seer, and their voices resounded through the sky.

"Okay, you guys, you all know the orders of the Green Seer, drag these chicken thieves out and grind them into powder and sprinkle them into the soil, so that we will have more boys to fight!"

Ironhide stopped the boys' carnival and ordered.

The war with the bugs is about to break out, and it must be ready at any time.