Orc Tyrant

Generally speaking, the armor shield installed on the front of the Ouke mech is sufficient to resist the intensive fire attack of most human armed forces in order to reach the front line, but the rear bracket is not so lucky.

After all, the workmanship of the Ouke Mecha is relatively crude, especially the investment of resources on the back is incredible in the eyes of many mechanics, because the original intention of making these weapons is to attack, not to turn their backs on the enemy.

But at this moment, under the fierce attack of the drifters, its rear bracket was bent and broken.

Alexei found himself laughing in pain, imagining a large group of green skins trapped in mechas being crushed by his armor.

He calmly controlled the mecha, making a fist with his left hand to strike forward, and the synchronized movements of the drifter also pierced the sword into the core of the collapsed Ouke mecha for the first time.

The structural difference is clear at a glance.

It cannot resist the anger of human weapons, it cannot defeat the drifters.

Alexei felt that the high-frequency stance on the sword tore the inside of the phone armor, tearing the metal to pieces and turning into pieces of meat.

The saw blade of the Ork mecha stopped trembling because it lost power. The ammunition inside exploded the back of the mecha, tearing its metal spine and central shaft.

Then the chin of the mecha's bucket opened, as if making the last green-skin roar, but there was no sound.

Mao Jingang did not fall backward, even though its structure was incomplete.

Alexei's thoughts turned, and the wanderer lifted it up and threw it in the direction of Guk, drawing a **** track.

Amidst the roar, it crashed on the right side of the racecourse. The stone was shattered and the metal was bent like thin slices, turning the racecourse that had been reduced to ruins into a larger pool of rubbish.

An exquisite stone carving process collapsed toward the head of the mecha, and a large amount of falling rocks broke and shattered the remnants of the machine.

The drifter stood high on the ruins of the Ork mech, and despite the physical damage, it won again.

But inside, Alexei resisted the urge to fall from the driver's seat, and the pain in his body became more real, and the pulse modulation passed through the circuit on his body, stimulating his muscles.

The scream not long ago seemed to destroy the wanderer's nerve suppressor.

This is a serious damage, but he must move on.

The wanderer also understands.

He felt the Titan automatically switch the mode, stood up again, and adopted a combat stance again.

"Green skin stuff!"

He shouted through the loudspeaker:

"Just come!"

The new round of greenskins has climbed into the ruins, and roaring and shooting are useless, because the war machine blocked their way.

Aleksey roared, turning his right arm forward, and the huge stand sword instantly tore the dead Ouke into pieces.

But more Oak fills their positions.

The battle is not over, the battle has just begun.

"Oh no……"

Jamila cursed the rune panel that flashed from amber to red on her right.

The ammunition will be exhausted.

The laser cannon has exhausted the last energy, turning the raging Occan tide into blood fog, and the electromagnetic cannon has basically run out of ammunition. It has wiped out the three Maoge warriors, and the ammunition for the secondary weapons has basically been exhausted.

The ghost spider is not good at close combat, but she still activated the drill on her leg and the saw blade on the weapon arm, and the air jumped because of the weapon covered by the blue lightning.

Greenskin has entered the attack range of the ghost spider, around her feet, trying to use an axe and a machete to hack this powerful weapon of ancient humans.

There were no guards to drive them away. The last infantry that coordinated the Titan attack had been killed almost half an hour ago, and the heavy weapons positions on both sides had been torn to pieces by Ok for a long time.

This team of couples must fight alone.

Ok, who appeared on the street at the moment, made her sick, like a cockroach crawling in the kitchen.

She slammed with one foot, and accompanied by a terrible crush, crushed a group of evil Oukes.

Then swing the saw blade backhand to wipe out three or more, their roar disappeared in the crackling sound of terrible energy discharge.

Another backhand smashed a handful of Ok.

Even though she is so powerful, Jamila knows that ghost spiders are not invulnerable.

The pain flows into her consciousness through the neural circuit of the driver's seat, and a dozen fresh scars and countless incisions are stinging her mind.

Pain, however, is nothing compared to the anger of battle.

Maybe she and he will both die here when the sun goes down.

But she knew that Alexei would perform the duties of a Titan pilot-to purify the enemies of mankind until his death.

"Ok?"

A collision disturbed his thinking.

He turned his body in the driver's seat, and the drifter also turned his body. He saw the ghost spider of Jamila's car, throwing an Ouke small mecha onto the ruins and letting the overwhelming rubble bury it.

As Alexei watched, more green skins appeared, not intimidated by the Titan on the gravel.

They never stop.

They rejoiced in the fight, rejoiced in the slaughter, rejoiced in the adrenaline shock produced in the fierce battle.

Their races are dedicated to fighting.

If it continues, his wife and children will all fall into the Oc’s beast tide—Yamira was pregnant a few months ago.

Everything will be torn apart, and the ancient Titans will be torn apart and plundered.

Thinking of this, Alexei crushed another Ouke who challenged him, and then switched to the communication channel with the highest authority.

He may die here, but he will not allow his wife and children to go on the road with him.

"Connect the Secret Officer!"

He ordered, and then a green-skinned rocket exploded overhead, and the wanderer's broad shoulder armor was worn away by shrapnel that fell like hail.

Soon, a vague and ethereal voice came from the communicator.

"It was Drifter's driver Alexey who was talking to me, right?"

"Yes it is."

Alexei replied, avoiding a rocket that flew towards his left shoulder armor and then flew into the sky twistingly.

"Dear Secret Officer, we have captured the King of Ork, but my wife and I cannot eliminate it. It has been more than three standard hours since I issued a request for reinforcements."

"I know about this, but now deploying more military forces will interfere with operations elsewhere, so I withdrew the request."

"Then I now request that Jamila evacuate, and I will complete the task as much as possible."

"allow."

After getting permission to retreat, Alexei turned off the communicator, and he knew what the other party was referring to.

If Guk cannot be eliminated, then his task is to hold him, attract the opponent to the battlefield, and wait for another "variable" to join.

Although he doesn't know what this variable is.

But he can only act as a chess piece, a chess piece with no return, but at least his wife and children can survive and have a better future.

"Dear."

He connected to Jamila's communication.

"Are you okay, Alexei, your body is badly damaged, can the shield be reopened?"

The other party's concern made Alexei's heart warm, but he immediately hardened his heart because he knew it was not the time to be tender.

"I can hold on. You need to retreat to the back now to replenish ammunition."

"No! Let's—"

"Listen, I need your firepower support, or else I won't be able to complete the task at all, I can persist, trust me."

"I see... for our children."

"Yes, for our children."

After seeing the ghost spider slowly evacuating the battlefield, Alexei sighed. He used the scanner to locate Guk and cut off all communications.

"Old man, let's go!"

Alexei roared and directed the mecha forward, the rock under his feet was broken and ground, he pushed the power to the limit, and all the joints of the drifter screamed.

The secondary weapon on the shoulder fired, and the flames bloomed around the white torso, and Guk's armor barely left scars.

During the charge, the optical instrument picked up a faint light in the dusty air behind him, similar to heat haze.

For a moment, the drifter's mechanical senses discovered something outside of the shape. As the mist expanded and contracted, those targets seemed to disappear and divorced from reality. It was like an extremely huge Ouke.

Guk raised his head and stared at him grimly, his eyes filled with lightning, and an invisible energy shot around him like a storm that was gradually gathering.

"Fight!"

Alexei was still swinging, showing his teeth, his first and final blow was a powerful sweep directed at the target.

The air screamed at a dizzying speed because of its huge blade side.