Orc Tyrant

Night does not mean the end of the war. In fact, under the order of Guk, the special warfare boys have already started to clear the fortifications that have caused huge troubles during the day.

Baltar is the most hopeful special warrior to replace Truf, but his combat exploits are still slightly insufficient, but tonight is a good opportunity.

As the battle drew closer, his senses became sharper, and the surrounding environment slowed down. This allowed him to understand the battlefield and make the best decision for his team to win.

A few seconds ago, a shrimp had fallen under the precise shooting of the special warfare kid, but a dozen more appeared from the bushes and launched a series of attacks on the team.

Although the shell has not yet landed, Baltar's hearing has filtered out other noises on the battlefield, enabling himself to identify the weapons that these shrimps are using, and then he turned his shoulder to aim at the flying bullets.

Bang bang bang!

All three bullets bounced harmlessly from the armor. This was obviously a small-caliber pistol bullet. As their positions were exposed, the special warfare boys immediately returned fire to the enemy.

"Hurry up!"

Baltar’s goal is not these bugs. His goal is a gun station protected by a block of concrete. The cannon there has destroyed a dozen war trucks and motorcycles during the day, but its location is really tricky, the boys can’t help it. .

Now they are only a few hundred meters away from this gun position. Unfortunately, even though they are very secretive, they were discovered by a human secret whistle. There is not much time left for Baltar before Xiami's large army wakes up.

"Smelly fish head! Take three and copy over there!"

Seeing the squad's actions stagnated, Balta signaled his deputy, and the opponent immediately pulled two special warfare boys, arched around the pile of rocks on the right.

The humans seem to have discovered this too, they tried to stop the team of outflank boys, and Balta straightened up immediately.

"dry!"

With a few squeezing of the trigger, a soldier fell to the ground. Before his stump realized that his right brain was no longer where it was supposed to be, and became limp, he twitched briefly.

More special warfare boys stood up and began to cover the outflanked squad. Oak's shooting became more dense, and this attack became more durable and precise.

However, the human side is not willing to show weakness, an officer in a trench coat is directing the shooting, and he also seems to know what he is doing.

But Ok's team is already in place, firing at an extremely dangerous position. Their automatic weapons may not be accurate enough, but their firepower is just as powerful.

As a whole, the human defenders perceive the subtle changes in the course of the battle, and begin to look back for cover.

Most of the people found the cover in time. Baltar’s deputy immediately wanted to rush up from the flank to chase after him, but immediately fell to the ground again. A shot that hit the knee made him lose his balance. When he raised his head to fight back, a few precise machine gun bullets penetrated the visor of his helmet and shot him. Blood poured out of his broken face.

Da Da Da~~!

A heavy machine gun that had been silent for a long time suddenly fired. Perhaps it was originally a death trap for Ouke on the front, but now it was triggered in advance by the enemy on the flanks.

The gun slipped from the hands of the dead special warfare kid, and his lying body was attacked by more machine guns, but it was meaningless.

In this short fraction of a second, all combat behaviors ceased.

Although most people cannot perceive this moment.

"Waaaagh!"

Baltar yelled, and then his team made a devastating volley before advancing, while the shrimps shivered after shrinking in the bunker, their tactics suddenly changed before the combat skills displayed by their enemies. Meaningless.

Boom! !

The kid on the flanks threw a grenade, reimbursed the machine gun with two loud noises, and knocked out all hope of human resistance.

Although all special warfare boys are accustomed to accepting death, whether it is their own death or the death of some other companion, their reaction to the death of a fellow robe is also the strongest. Discipline not only gives them combat effectiveness, but also An unspeakable connection was formed among them, which was a loss that was unbearable in the fierce battle.

After realizing that their location would be impacted, Xiami's next move was completely beyond Baltar's expectations.

They did not carry out cover shooting and retreat, but made the completely opposite choice, and launched a charge towards these stepping figures.

A kid picked up his shotgun and fired a cloud of white-hot smoke in the direction where the four enemy soldiers were, but the enemy moved so fast that he only hit a large bush.

The soldiers held up their bayonet rifles and continued their charge. Baltar fired at the enemy with his pistol.

One of the enemies fell, his left arm was torn off from below his shoulder, and scarlet thick plasma spewed from the stubble of the stump, but the others still did not fall. They rushed to the special war boy, one Some people were directly knocked to the ground, and some people began to attack with melee weapons.

The battle fell into crazy melee.

"Damn it!"

Baltar grabbed one of them by the throat and strangled him when the enemy sadly tried to attack the man with a rifle butt, but the other man inserted his bayonet into Baltar’s breastplate and belt. s position.

Sirafel grabbed the face of Xiami wearing a hat, pierced his finger into his eye socket, and then dug into the cranial cavity of the bastard.

At the end of this crazy move, the bare-chested human turned the knife one hundred and eighty degrees, and then a stream of blood splashed over his naked body.

Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!

When the battle was over, Baltar, covered in blood, looked at the concealed gun position that had evaporated in the fire, and suddenly coughed in pain. Only then did he remember that the bayonet had not been pulled out.

No matter what, it was a crazy night.

After the operation was over, he returned to the camp as soon as possible and reported to his superior, the guard leader Mangul, the results of tonight. The other party appeared very satisfied and asked him to take over the other special war leader's team. -The original boss died during the daytime battle.

But when he left, he found that the mechanics seemed to be making something new. He leaned over and took a look and found that it was a big iron tower. He didn't know what it was for, so he asked someone casually. But found that basically no one knows the function of this thing.

Balta touched his head and decided to put it aside and find a hop-up bar for a drink.