Orc Tyrant

The three sergeants stood quietly, their shoulders covered with frustration, closer to them than the gunpowder around them.

The memory of the tragic battle was still fresh, so they didn’t even have time to observe their damaged uniforms. The unexploded ordnance sparks spilled over the trenches. It is recommended that the air in the command post be gradually filled with the scorching smell coming in from outside. It was primitive and strong. The smell of unknown fuel and gun smoke from the muzzle.

"It's hard to imagine that there are only three of us left."

A sergeant said so.

"Yeah... we actually survived."

"More people have survived."

The other person replied, and the first person scoffed at it.

"There won't be more people. Have you been blind in the previous half an hour? Didn't you see what happened? How many brothers did we lose in total?"

The third sergeant leaned forward at the central wooden table, his ashes-stained epaulettes showing his sergeant status.

"The company commander, the deputy company commander, and three platoon commanders are all dead, and one is missing. Probably not even the corpse is found. We still have fifty-nine people who can breathe in our position, and there are a few of them. The wounded."

"What did the battalion commander say?"

The sergeant shook his head.

"He asked us to hold our ground."

He paused for a while, then took a slow breath.

"There is no support for the time being, I will automatically take the command of the company commander."

"Not at all?"

The sergeant who spoke first shook his head, only accepting this reality.

They are the fourth company of the second battalion. They are responsible for defending a position on the west side. Although they do not seem to have so much pressure compared to the front, they also receive less artillery support, which forces them to have to fight Ouke at close range. Confrontation, this is not an easy task, but also a great price.

In the first charge initiated by Ouke, their company commander was killed, and then a platoon commander took over the command, but he was also killed soon.

Then the second platoon leader led them to resist Ok's second assault, but he disappeared in the enemy’s artillery fire. Then the third and fourth platoon leaders died in close hand-to-hand combat, so that the entire company’s The chain of command was swept away, and the command was to fall on a sergeant.

And his deputy was two corporals, which seemed a bit ironic.

"This is too bad."

The third person took a sip immediately.

"Is this making us wait to die?"

"Is this important?"

The first man raised his head.

"Let the green skins step on us, and let them step on others, the result is the same."

"Yes."

The sergeant who took over the command nodded in agreement.

"But now we have to reorganize our remaining forces. When our losses and discipline are reorganized, we can play against them again."

"Yes."

Said the first person.

"What are you going to do?"

"We are now facing two problems, both of which are on the line and it is urgent. First, we must concentrate all grenades and set up new firepower concentration areas. Simply put, we must bring Ouke closer. We have been guilty before. With the issue of wasted firepower, only the bullets that are close to us can cause some trouble to them, but the soldiers often fire at a long distance, and we can no longer find the extra manpower to carry the ammunition."

"second question?"

The sergeant hesitated before answering.

"We have to let the wounded join the battle, it sounds cruel."

The others nodded, they tasted the truth in silence, and then were interrupted by shouts from outside.

"Sir!"

A messenger ran over.

"Found a strange thing."

"What is it?"

"I don't know, you may need to see it yourself."

The curious three people followed the messenger and came to the place where the strange object was found, which was behind the position.

Before they got closer, they saw two or three soldiers surrounded there. Through observation, the sergeant confirmed that it should be a green-skinned corpse, which seemed nothing strange.

However, for safety, he still drew the pistol from his waist. He has seen too many instances of Green Skin being dead, but being distracted and suddenly killed by the opponent. The tenacity of these creatures is surprisingly terrifying. Even if the lower body is blown off, he won't die right away.

"Give way!"

The messenger pushed aside the onlookers and made way for the sergeant. He stepped forward to observe carefully and found that the green skin was lying on the ground, his head was cut off in half. Look at the nearby The crater should have been killed by fragments of the shell.

The sergeant repeatedly confirmed that it seemed to be holding something in its arms, and no weapons were seen around it, which was unusual.

He hesitated for a while, then kicked the green-skinned body over, and as the thick arm loosened, a metal object fell out.

"what is this?"

"It's kind of like... my grandma's turntable?"

"It still shines."

The sergeant was not listening to their conversation very much, his attention was focused on that thing.

It is a huge square box. More than half of the surface is made of black iron and unknown materials. The bottom is equipped with savage spikes. There is a sparkling crystal in the center, which releases a certain bias in a slow rhythm. Green bleak cold light.

The sergeant used to work as a handyman in the university when he was a child. He has seen many strange machines, but none of them can match this thing.

Moreover, he also had a very bad feeling, especially when his teeth began to tremble due to the sudden change in air pressure, this feeling became more and more intense.

"Stay back!"

Just when he realized that something was about to happen, the crystal flickered faster and faster, as if it were going to be at the same frequency as his heartbeat.

He chose to stay away from this thing for the first time.

The next moment, a white electromagnetic storm with strong noise sprayed out from the objects on the ground, and everyone raised their hands in a reflective motion to cover the glare of the glare. Although they did not know the meaning of the thunder, they were still instinctive. Reach out for their weapons.

But when Shabal's Black Fire Guard emerged from the thick teleportation lightning, the high-heat flamethrower modified by Okimid had already been raised high.

"Waaaaaaagh!"

When the black fire guards raised their weapons and fired, they roared neatly.

In an instant, the entire area was plunged into the sea of ​​purgatory. Only the sergeant ran out panting. While running, he shouted at the soldiers:

"Ok! Ok is coming up!"

The soldiers were bewildered by this sudden blow. They couldn't imagine that a large group of Ouke would appear behind them inexplicably, and they would react when their acting company commander came back with a **** of cigarettes.

For a time, chaos in the trenches, gunshots and shouts intertwined in the air.

After seeing the situation clearly, many people's hands began to tremble. These green skins were larger than they had seen before. Their bodies were nailed with thick steel plates, their muscles swelled like rocks, and the Black Fire Legion floated behind each one. The battle flag, and a string of skeletons.

They roared vigorously and rushed towards the position. With the hiss of the strange gun in their hands being ignited, the fire dragons 20 to 30 meters long were released, forming a fierce flame storm.

The human line of defense instantly burned into a hell, and the temperature suddenly rose, and many people felt like they were in a melting pot.

Soon, one soldier fell, gasping for the dead in his throat, and another soldier was crying on the ground with a scorched palm. Ouke’s weapon could not only breathe fire, but could also shoot after modification. A bullet with a burning effect.

The battlefield situation is now in chaos. The sound of weapon fire is heard from all directions, and the enemy is rushing towards the front line. Although there are only more than 20 in number, it has formed an overwhelming advantage. As for the machine guns, they have just been deployed. In an instant, the greenskins gathered fire into a pile of metal scraps with black smoke.

The situation has taken a turn for the worse. Can the sergeant not care about the command? He rushed to the command post immediately, grabbed the radio communication, and roared:

"Report! Report! This is the Fourth Company! This is the Fourth Company!"

"Four Company, Fourth Company, I'm Battalion Commander Tannis, what's wrong?"

"Ok suddenly appears on the ground! Repeat one side! Ok will suddenly appear on the ground!"

"What? What happened? Silian?"

The sergeant did not reply, because he saw a huge figure already blocking the door of the command post, and the gun in his hand was blazing.

"Damn..."

Blinking his eyes, the flames swallowed everything in the command post. At the other end of the communicator, Tannis received only a blast of noise, but this already explained the problem.

"Damn it!"

He dropped the communicator, hurried to the position, and greeted the deputy on the side:

"Quickly, bring me everyone you can find, whether it's a guard or a clerk! Give me a few more people from Yilian! Quick!"

"Don't you need to report to the team leader?"

"It's too late! Hurry!"