Orc Tyrant

The next road was not far away, and he leaped into the gap and landed heavily on the dirty chalk ground one meter below the broken doorway.

He raised his gun and scanned the surroundings, ready to fire.

And when he did this, he heard a bang, and the adjutant fell beside him, panting.

"Can you get there?"

Asked the fart master, a little surprised.

The adjutant grumbled:

"Just like before, let us finish this matter."

The warehouses are huge—hundreds of square meters, but the ceilings are very low, and the walls are rough cut from the stone.

It looked abandoned and smelled like a tomb.

But in fact this place is very important to the defenders of Mount Mihir.

There is only one thing in the room—hundreds of iron freight boxes. They are not very big. They are all two meters long, one meter wide, and one meter high, but they are all buzzed by the air without exception. Ringing, protected by the energy field emitting pale light.

These cargo boxes contained military rations on which the defenders of Mount Mihir depended on their survival, and the one-eared one was the largest food storage depot in the entire Mount Mihir.

Only officers above the division level knew the specific location of this reserve, and each time the materials were retrieved, they had to go through more than ten procedures, and also had the assistance of wizards, just because the food was too important for the defenders.

Without bullets, a bayonet can be used, but once there is no food, no matter how powerful the warrior is, it will become a vulnerable patient.

"Something is approaching."

This is an agent who was guarding outside suddenly ran in. .

"Need more time?"

Asked in one ear, put away the weapons, and approached those boxes.

"A little while, it won't grow anymore."

Monoear shook his head. He knew that the other party's description would not be accurate, and there was not much time to work.

"It's all moving, **** it."

While speaking, he took out a gadget that would crackle and discharge, carefully placed it in front of a box, and then backed away.

Uniear doesn't know what this thing is, but the big tyrant must let him bring it, saying that it can be used when encountering any invisible wall or energy field.

Noisy~!

As the little machine burst out an electric arc suddenly, the air in front of him seemed to tremble, like a rippling water surface.

The fart master felt a discomfort in his stomach, and the energy field protecting the box resisted it, crackling, bursting, twisting and twisting, and then flickering again, and it was invalid.

I walked towards the boxes and placed explosives in the corners. The timing device flashed red in the shadows.

"Solve it?"

He asked while working, using the adjutant to understand the progress of the other dozen ass.

"All right."

"What about explosives?"

Single-eared asked, fixing the last explosive. At this time, his backpack was much lighter and his movements became more dexterous.

"All taken."

The fart jing glanced at the timer, and it was almost over.

"Then bullshit."

The fart squad quickly returned through the bunker-with one ear taking the lead, the adjutant gasped for breath. All the explosives will detonate after the pointer turns around.

But **** know the mechanics, they never say "on time" what they do, so it must be right to leave as soon as possible.

"Ha! The shrimps will be shocked, and will be unhappy about it."

Hearing what the farts said, Monoear couldn't hold back it, and smiled.

It is true.

Soon, they approached the entrance of the blast, but the bodies of the two **** agents on the ground told them that the matter was not so easy to end.

"We seem to need to find a way, boss."

The adjutant said, and finally checked the gun in his hand.

"I guess so."

Uniear said calmly, checking the ammunition on his weapon, and at the same time he saw a familiar figure swimming by the edge of his perspective.

"Choose your goals."

The farts emerged from the destroyed door and crouched in the ruins.

Now, it seems that the entire fortress is burning, and the fire illuminates some intersections and corners. Obviously, the scale of the onslaught led by Guk is quite huge, but these may just be phenomena caused by the shelling.

The defenders of Mount Mihir are tenacious, and Uni-ear has personally confirmed this. It is very difficult to directly break through with an attack alone.

That's why they have the opportunity to play.

When he scanned the surroundings, he could see the figures that appeared from the corner were killing them.

The death of the guarding puppet aroused the alertness of the wizards who deployed it. The guards quickly concentrated in this key area, and the routes for the one-eared retreat were decreasing.

"Go here!"

The squad began to shift to the right, and the screaming bullet hit the ground-the enemy troops had entered their range.

One-eared cursed, fired back, his body pressed against the edge of the rock wall.

Other fart spirits also started to fight back, but their marksmanship was as bad as ever. After being knocked down seven or eight in a row, the human beings kept pressing.

"and so--"

The adjutant murmured, aiming his gun.

He heard the rumbling echo before he could speak in one ear, the dust around him began to whirl, and he could hear the enemy soldiers warning each other in panic.

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

"Really timely."

After a second, turbulent fires and air waves swept through the passage, whipping up more smoke and blowing them all around.

The time bomb detonated because the space was narrow and the remaining energy was pouring down the passage.

Because of their physical shape, the farts can easily find shelter to avoid the storm of fire, but the soldiers who rushed in were ruthlessly destroyed.

"Hurry up!"

Mono ear roared, jumping out of the hot wreckage, the adjutant staggered to follow him, and other team members jumped out of the cover and rushed through the hot passage.

They walked all the way outwards along the passage and went straight to a hidden exit.

When he saw the sunlight, Monoear was really excited, but when he just poked his head out, he saw several black hole muzzles facing him.

"by!"

The bullet swished past his head, and the fart master agent immediately retracted.

He had gone the wrong way. This place was leading to the human defense, and what was more **** was that he was discovered by humans as soon as he showed up.

"This will be troublesome..."

As soon as he was about to turn his head, I heard footsteps and curses coming from behind.

Da Da Da~~~!

At this time, a strange shooting sound attracted his attention. He quietly stretched out his head, but saw an armored vehicle approaching outside the human defense line.

The machine cannon above it hammered the ground, and the rear door opened with the hiss of the piston, revealing the red flashing member compartment, and a mechanic was waving to the farts.

Well, he didn't go the wrong way.

The defenders began to counterattack, aiming fire at the suspended armored vehicle, their bullets hit the armor plate, making a hissing sound, part of which caused damage.

The armored car swayed like drunk, and was hit continuously by light fire, struggling to maintain its position.

"Faster!"

Mono ear yelled, and rushed out first, and the other fart agents quickly followed, but a few were knocked down in the middle of the road.

If it weren't for the physique of the fart, it is estimated that none of them can escape. The ghost knows why the exit is set in this place.

Two minutes later, the adjutant was the last armored car.

"We can be beaten miserably."

The adjutant flinched when he fastened his seat belt, and he still had blood on his body.

"go!"

Mono ear said to the driver, and slammed the last lock.

The engine gradually exerted force, pushing the armored vehicle out of the battlefield.

The noise of the artillery fire gradually faded away and was replaced by the sound of the collision of incomplete parts. One ear felt that the armored car was accelerating and turning into a track that would take them away from the danger.

He leaned back against the wall of the crew compartment, dressed coarsely.

He didn't do anything else for a long time.

He glanced around.

Of the first twenty agents, only nine escaped, and the survivors wearily leaned against the trembling wall of the armored vehicle as it moved.

There is no victory in their eyes—the air is silent.

"After I go back, I have to go to Lao Luo's restaurant and have a good meal."

At this time, only this thought was left in his head.