Orc Tyrant

When the sun rose again, the artillery positions from far away also recovered from their sleep. They fired neatly and uniformly, and fire and smoke appeared from the main gun barrels at the same time.

From where Larne stood, they looked like they were in the center of a small but very intense thunderstorm. The artillery poured all their anger on the green skins that filled the entire front with incomparable They smashed into pieces with enthusiasm.

But as far as the eye can see, there are green skins. They are like maggots crawling under the sun on the bottom of a bowl as annoying.

"Fire!"

The new company commander gave the order. He tried to maintain his composure in this situation, while the soldiers poured firepower down the **** with their light weapons.

There is no doubt that a human army must reconsider its attack plan in the face of such a situation, but it seems that such fierce firepower only angered Ok.

Accompanied by the "waaaagh!" who was full of enthusiasm to frustrate the enemy's bones and ashes, the Oukes lined up in a dense formation and launched a charge, although to be honest, the war roar, Rahn, had already been tired of hearing it.

The greenskins gave up and stopped at the bottom of the beasts and vehicles, and started climbing the slope, and this brought another advantage. Their heavy weapons could not exert all the firepower in a short time. Rahn was thankful for this.

If Ouke uses heavy weapons to suppress firepower, then Rahn estimates that they will not be able to hold it for half an hour, but of course Greenskins could not think of this. They have given up their vehicles and launched a terrible and unstoppable together with their companions. offensive.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaagh!"

They fell under their guns one after another, but they still unswervingly launched a charge towards 104 Heights, trampling their injured companions under the drive of the desire to get close, and completely ignoring their own safety.

Rahn sometimes wondered, what kind of human army can sustain such an assault?

The slopes of the highlands are not steep, and the green skin that rushes to it is like crossing a sports field, almost unaffected by the slope.

"Keep shooting!"

Lahn shouted to his few subordinates, and the water-cooled machine guns fired their heavy bullets toward the other side of the front of the position, beating some of the green skin into a honeycomb.

Unfortunately, the long-range artillery at this distance can no longer provide support, and they are forced to counterattack with squad support weapons.

The raging wave of death was close enough to reach the top of the **** with a gun. Rahn saw that the opportunity was bad and turned to hide behind the bunker. At this moment, it seemed that a stream of bullets mixed with explosions passed by him.

"They are not far from us!"

Louis also noticed this situation and hid in a bunker behind him.

But not everyone was so lucky. The two nearby soldiers were knocked to the ground by this fierce bullet rain. If Rahn's judgment was correct, they probably would never stand up again.

"What the **** is he doing?"

Rahn suddenly spotted Ferrom, the brave man running forward, lowering his body to reduce his chance of being shot, obviously intending to take care of the wounded on the battlefield.

"Covering deputy company commander!"

Rahn didn't intend to stand by and lead his team to change targets and fire at the enemy who continued to shoot at Ferrom.

Of course, it is not to say that suppressing firepower will cause any substantial damage to the greenskins, but they may be lucky. Ok, who tripped over the corpse in the front row, could not hit the survivors at all.

At this time, he could see clearly the faces of the first batch of green skins that were turning over the edge of the slope. They rushed violently under the firepower of rifles and machine guns. The troops behind directly stepped over the bodies of the casualties, eagerly moving forward. Rush.

When they fell, more green skins poured in. Although they were severely wounded enough to kill ordinary people three times, their amazing resilience still supported them to move forward under the rain of bullets.

Originally held firmly until the defense line shrank again and again, now they have only a small area at the top of the slope, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dying struggle.

Rahn had already understood last night that he is unlikely to return to his hometown. The thing Mr. Vermeer gave him was just an ordinary accessory. The other party must say that strange thing because of a serious injury that affected his thinking. .

"Throw a grenade!"

He gave the order while throwing the ignited grenade.

Others followed one after another, and the green skins in the first few rows were blown into flesh and blood, but even this could not stop the tide of enemies.

"Fire at that dog day thing!"

The company commander pointed to the biggest guy in the greenskin team and ordered the artillery around him. In this case, it is very precious to be able to maintain restraint.

At this distance, the two people operating the rapid-fire guns hardly needed any more skills. They filled the cannonballs in a large number, and fired the first shot after simply aiming.

boom!

Its roar echoed in Oak's roar, and even concealed the sound they made when they were fighting.

The shooting skills of the members of the artillery crew were not bad. The shot hit the target, and the shell exploded a crack in the guy's chest. A column of turbid water was ejected from it, directly spraying the surrounding green skin.

A group of shattered organs was lifted into the air by the shock wave of the explosion, and Rahn saw the thing clearly.

"One more shot!"

The company commander gave the order again, but it seemed a bit redundant, because when he was speaking, the gunner under great pressure had already pushed another shell into the barrel.

boom!

There was no doubt that at this distance, the shell hit the target again, but when the gunner turned around and tried to take out another shell from the ammunition box, only one shell was left inside.

"There are no shells!"

This is not the biggest trouble at the moment, but it undoubtedly announced the death penalty for this position and everyone, even though everyone had been prepared.

"You can handle this shell yourself!"

At the moment when the rapid-fire cannon was misfired, the greenskins also stepped onto the last position guarded by humans. Rahn fired at a greenskin wielding a battle axe. The guy shouted the same howling and was looking for the killer everywhere. Object.

To be on the safe side, when it was knocked down, Rahn and Louis worked together to chop off its head. In the process, Rahn’s forehead was rubbed by shrapnel, causing him to bleed.

But when he watched the monster lying quietly on the ground, he felt that everything was worth it.

No matter how tenacious they are, at least they have never seen them get up and continue fighting without losing their heads.

"Get on the bayonet!!!"

The company commander gave the final order, and then rushed to the swarming greenskins desperately, and the others followed.

There is only one thought left in everyone's mind-take away as many green skins as possible before death!

waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh! ! !

Suddenly, in a high-pitched battle roar, the turbulent green tide separated like flowing water on a rock, and the heavily armored Buzz carried the roaring battle axe of the motor and rushed towards him.

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