Orc Tyrant

The enemy launched another attack on the 104th hill where Ran was.

It is difficult to judge the number of opponents under poor visibility, but he estimates that there are at least a thousand greenskins this time. The main component of this force is a large number of pistol-wielding boys and grenade villains, and a huge armored beast.

In Rahn's eyes, they are more like a group of thugs than soldiers.

The artillery of the Divisional Artillery of the Second Division has poured artillery fire on the enemy's front for 20 minutes. Considering the powerful firepower of those large-caliber field artillery, they must have caused considerable damage.

The ground outside the high ground is densely covered with craters and corpses, and artillery watchers on the position guide the artillery group to bombard the densest enemy group.

One round of cannonballs fell into the enemy's front, raising flames and wreckage, throwing broken bodies into the air.

But they still succeeded.

"Shoot at will!"

Larn issued instructions to the soldiers around him. His intention was to let these rookies write as far as possible to practice hand skills with distant enemies. As for the grenades, they need to be used on the blade.

The young militiamen took aim, fired, and reloaded in a decent way, and from time to time they made excitement screams for hitting the enemy.

Only Louis appeared absent-minded, he held the grenade in his hand, he wanted to act, he wanted to fight, he was angry and frustrated, which further contributed to his anxiety.

"Stay steady."

Rahn warned him.

"You must wait for the enemy to approach before you can throw it."

Louis answered like a roar.

"Then they'd better come quickly!"

Rahn ignored him, and Oke, who rushed to the front, had crossed the five-hundred-meter line of fire, and was moving towards the range of the grenade.

Looking around, the bunkers of the position are already riddled with holes, and some of the blasthole walls have collapsed, but the green figures are still endless. They continue to flock to the isolated strongholds around them. The slopes are full of corpses and many figures. Has rushed to the front of the battlefield.

Their stronghold benefited from the height and was easier to defend than the surrounding strongholds. The stronghold that was defended by the 2nd company to the right has been rushed by Ouke more than once, and the soldiers had to carry out desperate hand-to-hand combat.

When Rahn looked over there for the last time, there were about six or seven living people, but after this attack, they were probably not spared.

Small rockets screamed and leaped into the air, and Ok's artillery tried to fire back, but their accuracy needed to be improved.

The rapid-fire cannon made a muffled noise beside them, but the speed was much slower than before. It was not that the artillery deliberately saved firepower.

Taking into account the issue of ammunition, a whole day of high-intensity battle has caused the consumption rate of shells to exceed expectations, and maintaining the previous speed will obviously cause the subsequent defense to be unsustainable.

Even the number of grenades was reduced in boxes, and Rahn began to worry about supplies.

The roars and drums became louder, and a swarm of Ouke approached within the range of the grenade thrown.

"Something is wrong with them!"

Keel suddenly warned loudly.

Rahn also widened his eyes, and he found that many of the Oukes who rushed forward were carrying iron boxes and connected to their wrists with water pipes and the like. He had seen this kind of Ouke before.

"Don't let them come near!"

Rahn yelled and threw a grenade, and the heavy machine guns on the ground began to aim at the burning boys.

Some guys exploded when they were killed. One of them had almost rushed to the front when it was hit. Its hands released a huge arc of flame, and three or four soldiers who could not dodge suddenly turned into screaming fireballs.

Rahn hit the iron box behind it, and at the moment it exploded, he could feel the ground shaking under his feet.

"go to hell!!"

Louis suddenly straightened his body and threw out two grenades from his left and right arms, falling into the enemy group and exploding five or six green skins.

"Go to death!"

Throwing a grenade, he grabbed the gun and started shooting at the Oukes. The bullet flew by him, but he didn't care.

Suddenly, a hand dragged him down the trench.

"Idiot! Be concealed! Save ammunition!"

Rahn warned him very severely, but he didn't listen at all.

"We need to fight back! Instead of sitting here and waiting to die!"

"You will die, they will die too, I will die too, the position will fall, understand? Be brave."

"Do you doubt my courage?"

Louis stared at this Rahn, but the other party nodded.

"In a way, yes."

Rahn replied.

"At the moment I think you are afraid."

Louis took an angrily step towards Rahn. He was younger than Rahn, but he was actually taller than the opponent.

"How dare you insult me ​​like this! I am not afraid of death!"

"I know you are not afraid of death, Louis, but I think you are afraid of other things."

"They are here!"

Keel yelled, interrupting the conversation between the two, and Rahn turned back to the shooting point.

Because several strongholds on the flanks were captured one after another, or their own casualties were heavy, the support firepower for the side attack was drastically reduced, and it was no longer possible to form a tight interception area as before.

It is impossible to stop such a large number of enemies by relying on a single 104 highland.

waaaaaaaaaagh! ! !

The Ouke group charged from the gunpowder, and the huge Skug was looming, and the huge figures of the reloaded bosses stood out among the boys. They drove the soldiers to charge into the battle and pounced on the defenders' guns like a group of vicious dogs. They even use their own people as shields.

"Block them!"

The company commander’s roar was transmitted to all sides, and the rapid-fire gun no longer reserved room. On the defensive line, the muzzle roared, and the muzzle leaped and roared with flames.

The wizards also joined the battle, hallucinations, flames and lightning, and they left more precious powers to this moment.

All the firepower fell on the enemy's charge, causing considerable damage, slowing it down and dispersing it.

Hundreds of explosions and shocks left a body torn apart or flying into the air, bright flashes and trajectories intertwined on the battlefield, and large groups of green creatures were harvested by witchcraft power.

However, there must be a future, and it is finally time for the Oukes to attack the enemy with weapons.

The machine gun on the back of the Skug beast sounded first, washing the human position with a dense rain of bullets, and the reloading boss fired with machine guns and heavy weapons to provide support for the slashing boys who were running, and the nerve boys used waaagh. The energy suppressed the firepower of the wizards and made the blood of the boys more boiling.

The kid with the portable launcher slyly hid in the assault queue, hitting the deadly rocket decisively after seeing the target.

Large-caliber bullets smashed into the bunker, blowing up pieces of rubble and tearing sandbags.

The rocket overturned a simple cover and exploded the soldier hiding behind to more than ten meters away.

The defense forces began to suffer heavy casualties.

"Shoot! Throw the grenade when you see it! Keep your head down!"

Rahn fired while giving instructions. Everyone listened to him. Although Louis was a little impulsive, he was not stupid. The firepower displayed by the enemy had taught him a lesson-his shoulder was cut with shrapnel.

"Blow up your rubbish!"

The sixteen-year-old Serapis grabbed the grenade, ignited it and threw it farther, straightened up from behind the bunker.

But when he just raised his arm, a stray bullet hit his wrist.

"what!!"

He screamed, bent over to cover his broken wrist, while the grenade rolled out of the bunker.

"Get down!"

Larne rushed over and knocked Serapis to the ground, then the grenade exploded, and the sandbag in the bunker was overturned and smashed on Larne's back.

"It's okay!"

Gere rushed over and moved the sandbag away, and Rahn immediately tore off his clothes and bandaged Serapis, who was bleeding.

"Send him to Sergeant Vermeer!"

As the artery was interrupted, his blood was rapidly draining, and his face turned pale for a while, and Rahn could only ask Demeter to take him to the medics.

The original six-person class was reduced by one.

Louis glanced at the severed hand under his feet, and after hesitating for a while, he stooped to pick it up and stuffed it into his pocket.

He finally understood the cruelty of the war.