Orc Tyrant

A machine gun was aimed at Ok, who was getting out of the car, but the lycanthrope machine gunner found that it was stuck-poor maintenance and improper use caused their weapon failure rate to be astonishingly high.

At this time, the dental soldiers have swayed to the combat position, and now their weapons can come in handy.

The hiss of the heavy flamethrower ignited from a high place, and as the tank continued to move forward, the machine gun position that was hustling about malfunctioning was burned into a burning hell.

One lycanthrope fell, wheezing in his throat, and the other was crying on the ground with a broken palm.

The battlefield situation is now in chaos. The sound of weapon fire is heard from all directions. The enemy flees in the opposite direction of the iron current. The Battleborn and Bloody have also crossed the swamp, and they are following the iron hoof. The back side of the number.

With every roar of the heavy gunnery, there were not many lycanthropes who came down from a distant line to try to reinforce them, and they were instantly beaten by this powerful weapon into a pile of smoky debris.

Zgapor stood with his dental soldiers, and fired at the enemy with the pistol in his hand. The weapon has become hot in his hand, making him feel very comfortable.

He hit an enemy, hit directly, and the guy fell down like a torn sack.

A second later, another enemy was also knocked to the ground. He was a big red-skinned man, but his physique was not strong enough to withstand the bombardment of large-caliber bullets.

In this battle, there were no disgusting monsters in the rumors, only those desperate enemies who prayed that they would be less tortured because of the pain of their defeat.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

His deputy O'er brother waved the battle flag and shouted:

"The stinky army, right!"

Zigapor turned his head and saw that a team of well-equipped red-skinned stinks were running towards the Bleeding, only a hundred meters away from the left side of Ironshoe. They followed the large group and hid in the chariot’s shooting dead ends. In addition, at the same time be careful not to be burned by the side flamethrower.

"Kill them!"

Zigapor pointed at several tooth soldiers and yelled loudly. They nodded and leaned out from behind the engine to get a better shooting angle.

One of them was knocked down immediately, while the other two flinched a little, but suddenly Elder brother stood beside them, pointed his gun at them, and then they got some thoughts.

"Oil guy! Did you hear that, did you hear?"

Zigapor yelled at Ironshoe's command cabin through the armor plate, but did not hear a response, and the captain did not respond. He had to solve the problem by himself.

"Kill me all those bastards, don't let them get close to other dirty cars!"

He gave the order, and the boys moved quickly, and the big assault spear in Robz's hand also began to roar.

A piece of lycanthrope was knocked to the ground wailing, but it was not enough. They carried a lot of explosives and approached the chariot.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

Zigapor's voice became hoarse, and all the boys on the other tank hadn't gotten out of the car.

Dozens of stinky guys were beaten up with their braids, but it was too late, and dozens of burning glassware were thrown onto the carrying deck of the Bloody Ship.

The crimson flames soared high in an instant, and the burning liquid began to flow into the interior along the sides of the tank. The weapons on the tank stopped firing, leaving only a screaming, flaming boys. Jumped down from above embarrassedly.

Soon, the hatch of the tank was opened, and seven or eight masked **** essences with red jars on their backs came out. They held hoses and used their levers to backlog the gas cylinders behind them.

The off-white air stream engulfed the fine powder and poured out, quickly suppressing the burning flames, and also dyed the surrounding boys into white faces.

The repair team prepared by the mechanics just happened to come in handy.

Simply tinkering with the welding torch and wrench for a while, the Bleeding Horn was activated again, and the boys followed the flat ground it pressed out and rushed forward.

"Boss!"

When they broke through the enemy's third trench wall, Elder brother yelled again. They were already close to the position of the Stinky Fort, but it was not a simple artillery.

The two teams have a total of six multi-barreled cannons hidden in earthy bunkers. The calibers of these cannons are above 30mm. They are guarded by a group of trenches made of stone chalk. They are not sure that the beasts were obtained through channels. Such an advanced weapon.

The machine gun bunker was built on both sides of the trench, and the sandbags piled high were as long as the trench itself, so that only the top was exposed.

The members of the multi-barreled machine guns noticed the enemy attack, and the leader waved his hands hurriedly, and the quadruple gun barrels pointed at the incoming armored unit.

boom!

But before they could fire, the Ironshoe toss took the lead.

Although the lycanthrope did set up adequate cover on the side, nothing was safe in the face of the terrifying power of the deadly gun.

One of the turrets was caught upright, and all members of the turret boarded the earth plane and tore it to pieces like rags.

The attachment and the other gun were not much better, and it blasted directly into the sky, turning into a pile of metal residue with black smoke.

"Lower your head!"

Zigapor roared, and the remaining multi-barreled guns opened fire, and the high-explosive ammunition hit the three Chaohe armors like a torrential rain.

A burst of heat ran across the bodies of many boys, and the sound of the bullet exploding covered other noises, and of course shrapnel that covered the sky and sun was flying around.

Ironshoe seemed to be half angered, and began to increase its horsepower to continue its rush, while the side turret roared and exploded the two more distant machine gun groups into a pile of broken copper and iron.

They are now on the edge of the trench.

"Fools! It's your turn!"

The loudspeakers on the chariot rattled, and the boy closest to it shook his head.

"Hurry up!"

Zigapor gave an order with a roar, and Ironshoe rotated the car body so that the troops behind could be blocked by the car body, while maintaining the suppression of the multi-barrel gun group.

The boys quickly dispersed, Z Gapor let his dental soldiers walk by his side, and let the guy with heavy weapons suppress the enemy's bunker.

On the seven-to-eight-kilometer front, the overwhelming Occan army flocked to any place where there might be enemies. Gunshots, explosions, and screams became the only melody in the air. The ground was messed up, and the corpses and blood were mixed with mud. Together.

It took a lot of effort for the Zigaporo to reach the back of the previous enemy's placement of the gun group. The bunkers used to prevent the guns from being attacked now provide them with good protection.

Now they are no longer on the side of Ironshoe, so there is nothing to worry about.

The only thing that gave him a headache were the two bunkers protecting the cannon positions, and of course the firepower points from the fortress above.

Fortunately, the attention of the stinky guys in the fortress seemed to be attracted by the overweight armor. Although they were under the eyes of the enemy, they seemed quite safe.

"You, over there, here, we, go!"

After he gave a simple order, the Hundred Okay kid quickly touched the last two cannon positions that were still resisting.

As for the source of the lycanthrope’s weapons, there will be an explanation in the following chapters, but everyone should guess it.