Orc Tyrant

Obstructed by its lame foot, Mao Ge Jingang was swaying in circles.

The battle was fierce at this time, the boys ran and roared, shells exploded irregularly, and rockets flew through the air.

It's very close to the cave where the enemy appeared, and I can see that the big guards are rushing and beating, and now it is not too far away from smashing the panicked shrimps into pieces.

But inside Brother Mao, Dianzi's deputy saw two burning bodies, like the one he killed, in the same kind of rounded combat uniforms.

One was lying down and looked like he was dead, but the other was aiming at him. He fired first, and most of the bullets flew away randomly. So he hid in the reactor room, a string of high-speed counter-attacking ammunition scattered all over the metal splints.

"It's kind of interesting."

The deputy leaned out and fired again at the shrimp in the combat uniform. As expected, he missed, but a bullet exploded near the last shrimp to his satisfaction and caused a fire.

When the fire-extinguishing smoke dissipated, it disappeared, and the deputy watched the vortex of flames and war, and howled before swinging himself inside.

Next he looked around the reactor room.

"Are there any **** alive? We have to fix this!"

The mechanics work quickly, and Oak wisdom is running in their blood, or a part of their blood.

They repaired, smashed, welded and nailed the nails without thinking, but cooled the little sun in the reactor and let it go back to work.

The deputy asked Dianzi to stop the idol, and went outside by himself. A large group of Oukes ran past them, firing and yelling without thinking. The motorcycle jumped over the crater, and a rocket boy screamed over his head, trying to rush into the densest area of ​​the enemy. .

Oak is living for this, making noise for fighting.

But the idea guys still have work to do, a job that they are destined to, they need their full dedication.

The deputy turned the burning burn to cut, a scorching dagger that can quickly cut through Mao's twisted armor. This took five minutes. During the whole process, he experienced the fury and howling outside. In order to release that foot, the steel colossus Withstand a lot of firepower, but the shells persisted, none of them can penetrate.

"We won?"

A mechanic asked.

But the deputy did not look up from his cutting.

"I don't know, does it matter?"

The other side thought for a while.

"No."

Another guy came up, he was in charge of repairing the circuit.

"finished?"

"When you're done, go get the speech box and tell the boss that it's all right."

Mao Qiu sighed at his broken microphone, and at the same time Brother Mao started his heavy steps again, and all the mechanic boys and farts climbed up again.

The cigarette holder howled down the tube, somewhere between excitement and fear, and pointed out a suitable goal for Mao.

The shrimps are completely surrounded, but more and more Ouke are using them from all directions. With a telescope, I can see the dense green spots on the horizon in the distance. No kid likes to miss such a grand event. The enemy loses the speed of counterattack. Then you have to face Oak's old fist violently.

On the ground, Xiami began to evacuate. They knew that the success rate of the attack was infinitely close to zero.

The waste city spit out teams of green-skinned gunmen like a full stomach. Rockets roared in the sky, artillery shells exploded in the left and right directions, and bombs fell from the air.

All this made the two lower-level members of the trust council seem to be in a dream, although they hadn't dreamed again for thousands of years.

"What the **** is this...?"

"The intelligence is incorrect. Oak deployed apocalyptic war machinery in the target area. Our anti-vehicle capabilities are insufficient, and the STC recapture operation failed."

Maude was very calm and used the communicator to communicate what he saw to the distance. After the thorns squad had no results and the entire army was annihilated, he knew that the entire operation had been completely bankrupt.

To deal with this level of war machinery, the quantity alone cannot make up. Without professional large-scale anti-vehicle weapons, he is not prepared to smash with this thing.

"Let's go, the action failed. Congressman DuPont asked us to retreat immediately."

Putting down the communicator, Maude turned and walked towards the cave, Porter behind him took another look at the smoky abandoned city in the distance, shook his head and turned to follow his colleagues.

All the Flesh Messengers and the Sons of Dawn began to evacuate, only those unconscious biological weapons continued to stay in place to hold Ouke's footsteps.

"If we win, we win! If we don't, we fight!"

Dianzi snarled at the air through the loudspeaker, letting Brother Mao aim at the fiercest part of the battle.

He crossed his protruding metal belly and looked down at the large number of Oukes walking in front of him. They looked thinner than farts.

If they were all big, strong, and sturdy Ouke boys, now he is bigger than all of them.

"Waaagh!"

He howled.

"Waaagh!"

Mao Brother King Kong shouted.

It strode into the battlefield, like the incarnation of a metal god, and he played well with it this day.

"Just won?"

Sitting on the throne of human bones and metal, Guk nodded thoughtfully after listening to Mogdrogen's story, but anger and irritability rarely appeared on him.

"Won, the humans who attacked all ran away, leaving behind a pile of rubbish. The boys also dragged a big guy out of the ground, but the other holes were blown up and they couldn't catch up."

"The arcanist... is called this, right?"

Guk tilted his head aside, his gaze fixed on Evely.

"Yes, or strictly speaking, it should be called the Trust Council. They occupied Cusconar not long ago."

"Why do they come?"

Faced with this question, Evely frowned slightly, was silent for a moment, and whispered:

"The concubine's body is also unclear, maybe... it's related to something in the ruins of the abandoned city?"

Guk's right index finger on the throne tapped the cold steel a few times, and his thoughts suddenly jumped to another direction.

"What's the name of the thing that Dianzi repaired?"

"It's said...It's called Brother Mao King Kong."

"Brother Mao..."

An unfamiliar but not disgusting name, Gu Ke thought about it, but unexpectedly found it appropriate.

"and after?"

This time his gaze was not on Mogdrogen, but on Mangul.

"The head of the guard over there locked him up while Dianzi was drunk, and Brother Mao King Kong was also guarded."

Guk nodded, still quite satisfied with the quick actions of his men.

"The boys admire him, and they say that Brother Mao is on him, head, I wonder..."

Mangul moved his axe, the meaning was already very obvious.

For a while, the smell of blood was faintly permeated in the air.

But Guk waved his hand and didn't let this idea come true.

"Let the kid take him over, change Aghem back, and talk to Jinya. If he lets the waste city cause a little trouble, it won't be an improper warlord's matter."

"Yes, I will arrange it now!"

The usual Sunday is three shifts, the second shift is 15 o’clock