Orc Tyrant

Da Da Da~!

Yad and the survivors of his squad circled around the tank and kept shooting, but its armor was so thick that machine gun bullets could not penetrate it.

Crouching on its turret, the Oak gunner could almost no longer hit the enemy with a cannon. At this distance, he could not keep up with the speed of off-road vehicles and motorcycles.

Moroz followed from behind, and Yad slammed to a stop beside him.

"Go to Tyre, brother"

Yad said loudly:

"I have sent a warning to Desaixsburg, but what you see is more valuable than my report."

"You don't have anything that can effectively fight that tank, brother!"

Moroz shook his head.

"You should retreat as soon as possible, my life is not worth your sacrifice"

"It's worth it, buddy!"

Yad hit the opponent's chest with his fist and said.

"Not only because of the things in your head, but also for everything in your heart. I can't think of anyone else who can be a good role model for the lads in the future."

Before Moroz had time to answer, Yad stepped on the accelerator of the off-road vehicle and galloped away. The words of his friend were drowned in Oak's roar.

In the fierce battle, a Ranger was torn from his motorcycle. He fought bravely and cut down another enemy.

Then his resistance was interrupted by a cannonball from the tank, hitting the soldier and the other Oukes regardless of the enemy.

Now only Moroz, Yad's off-road vehicle and that chariot are left.

"Fuck you guys!"

After the machine gunner on the roof was ripped apart by bullets, Yad drove straight to the flank of the armored vehicle amidst roars.

Huh~!

The front of the off-road vehicle hit the track on the right side of the tank, tearing the joints and twisting the wheels.

The impact caused Yad to fall forward. He hit the armored personnel carrier from the side and bounced back.

Before the fall, the Ranger sergeant grabbed the top partition of the troop carrier first, and when he dragged himself into the side of the carriage, the off-road vehicle also exploded.

Flames erupted from the engine of the tank, and the broken fuel pipe splashed the contents of them on the grass.

Through the smoke and flames, Moroz saw his friend crashed in from behind the cab.

After a while, a chopped orc head flew out of the window and rolled across the burning grass.

"For the Empire!"

Moroz shouted, believing that Yad could come out alive, all he had to do was kill the shooter.

Boom~!

But with a loud noise, Moroz was thrown back, metal fragments were thrown into the sky several hundred meters high, and the armored fighting vehicle exploded.

Soon, debris from the tracks and engines fell on the grass or fell into the wreckage of the burning tank.

Metal shavings continued to hit the soil around him, and Moroz walked to the ruins to find Yad, and luckily hoped that the other party would avoid the worst explosion.

He found a leg wrapped in charred clothing, with broken bones exposed from the scorched flesh and blood.

After Moroz gave up, he didn't want to find anything else.

Back at the creek, Moroz piled up his dead scout team members on the bank of the river and covered them with branches, dirt and weeds, hoping that the Oukes would not find and destroy these corpses.

He vowed that when he defeated Ok, he would return here and make sure that the body is sent back to his hometown for proper ceremonial burial.

He picked up a sniper rifle and refilled it with ammunition.

The searchlights of off-road vehicles and half-track tanks swayed from side to side in the distance, diluting the pre-dawn darkness. This battle has obviously attracted the attention of other Oukes, and he must move immediately.

Moroz ran again and ran in the direction of Tyre. His blocking mission was completed. Now that the Oukes were sufficiently harassed, they would stop and search for possible enemies.

Maybe this can only be delayed for an hour, or 20 minutes, but for Tyre, who is in danger, even one minute is worth it.

"Those dried shrimps are like that,"

Lame Luo roared and punched the boss Gerchap in the face.

No one answered, so he punched him again.

"moron!"

The quasi-warlord roared and pointed his gun at a pile of smoking wreckage not far away. One of his scouts was attacked by the enemy. This is not the most important thing-most of them are dead. It's gone, there are only two timid guys left.

"Where did those guys come from?"

"I don't know, boss--"

The leader of the special warfare boy said sadly, apparently doing his best to stay out of reach of Lame Luo.

"The shrimps want to fight with us."

The mechanic interrupted. He stared greedily at the remains, and new ideas were constructed in his mind.

Lame Luo glared at the surrounding subordinates.

"If they want to become corpses, they won't run away, do they?"

"Yes, boss."

The mechanic hurriedly admitted that he did not dare to look angry at Shang Lame Luo.

The quasi-warlord turned and looked in the direction of the human fortress.

He can feel the hesitation of his subordinates. For a boss of Oak, this is not good news. Hesitation will turn into contempt, and contempt will lead to challenges.

Therefore, the sooner he makes big news, the better.

"But there is no time to waste, now is trampling time, follow me!"

The quasi-warlord raised the knife and pointed it at Fort Dessex. As the dawn came, the assembled Ork army was like a stain on the ground, and it continued to spread around.

"Waaaagh!!!"

Lame Luo's subordinates roared their fanatical approval, and the thunderous shouts of the surrounding boys and war gangs.

Soon they staggered towards the human fortress, the motorcycles and trucks that were about to fall apart were running overwhelmed engines, and the avalanche-like green skin frenzy began to march towards Dessex.

While in Fort Dessex, although the Rangers received early warning, there was not much time left for the defenders. The Tyre Garrison Command sent the two nearest regiments to support them in a melee. Just arrived two hours earlier than Ok.

When the first shell exploded on the outer wall of the fort, there were only 15,000 defenders in the fort, distributed among the main fort and the surrounding bunker groups.

What they need to face is more than 100,000 Ouke.

From the beginning of the war, there was a one-sided trend. Although Lame Luo lacked enough heavy siege weapons on hand, he took his cunning style to the extreme.

In the face of the onslaught, ignoring the casualties, he sent a large number of **** digging tunnels outside the fort.

The war lasted for a whole day. The humans lost all the positions outside the fort, but the main fort was still firmly in their hands, but they did not notice that the underground of the main fort had been dug out by the **** to a huge tens of square meters. space.

Lame Luo stuffed tons of explosives under the fortress.

In the middle of the night, when everyone was most sluggish, a loud noise came from inside the fortress, and many people were shocked to death in their sleep.

The explosion not only caused huge casualties inside the fortress, but also blasted a gap of nearly ten meters in the retaining wall on the south side of the fortress.

Later, when the human race was in chaos, Lame Luo launched a general offensive. He personally rushed to the front line and led the elite bodyguards into it.

After a brief ten-minute resistance period, Fort Dessex completely fell. At this time, Tyre was still hurriedly mobilizing troops to go to support it, but waited until the First Support Army ran into Lame Lo’s forward and was beaten. After the entire army collapsed, the Garrison Command realized that Fort Desaix was dead.

The more terrifying news that the Ranger Moroz then brought, until the Tyre Garrison Command finally realized that there was another Ouke unit marching towards Tyre.

However, there is no danger to the southwest of Tyre.