Orc Tyrant

"Keep shooting! Watch out for the flank!"

Generally speaking, at Jackson's level, there has been little direct intervention in frontline command.

However, Mount Mihir fought hard for several weeks, and the casualty rate of officers was extremely high. The temporarily promoted non-commissioned officers were okay as the company commander and platoon leader, but they were a little weak at the level of regimental commander.

So even a lieutenant general of the empire, at this time, he has to take on the important task of frontline command.

Several machine guns blasted to the other side of the road, shooting the surviving green skin into pieces, and the two burning trucks actually blocked more Ok, who wanted to move forward through the top of the dam and attack them. .

Regrettably, the heavy mortars could not shoot the greenskins that came under the **** resolutely, and the soldiers were forced to counterattack with squad support weapons.

The raging wave of death was close to the top of the **** with a gun. Many soldiers turned around and hid behind the bunker when they saw that the situation was bad. At this time, it seemed that a stream of bullets mixed with metal fragments and live projectiles passed by Jackson.

"They are not far from us."

Ye Jian also noticed this situation and dragged Jackson into a bunker behind him.

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

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

This is a Ye Jian let out a cry of wonder.

"Ok?"

Jackson discovered the 103rd Infantry Regiment's medic at the same time.

The short man dashed forward and lowered his body to reduce his chance of being shot, obviously intending to take care of the wounded on the battlefield.

If he still insists on being so brutal, he must go to see the Father with them.

"Kedley, the cover veterinarian."

The commander of the 103rd regiment waved to Jackson to confirm that he had received the order, and led his soldiers to change targets and fired at the enemy who continued to shoot at the medics.

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.

"We are already aiming."

This was the artillery commander of the complex cannon sending a signal to Jackson. He realized that the metal plate used for hiding behind him had stopped moving, and the low-hanging barrel rubbed against its turret and made a creak.

"This is already the lowest firing range of artillery."

"I hope this is enough."

Jackson said that he turned and hid behind another bunker.

At this time, he could clearly see the faces of the first batch of green skins that were turning over the edge of the slope. They fell in groups under the firepower of heavy machine guns and rifles. The troops behind directly stepped over the bodies of the wounded and killed. Rush forward.

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 bullet rain.

"Throw a grenade!"

The company commanders gave orders, 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 artillery hardly needed more motivation. The heavy artillery was worthy of its name. Its roar echoed in the isolated valley, even covering up the sound of fighting.

When Jackson turned and stared at the dam, the shells had flown out.

The shooting skills of the artillery crew were not bad. The shot hit the target, and the shell exploded a crack in the smooth spillway wall, and a column of water jetted from the inside fell straight into the spillway below.

A ball of rock powder that was smashed by the explosion was lifted into the air by the shock wave of the explosion. Jackson picked up the binoculars handed by the adjutant and crossed the body of the soldier who had just been killed by the stray bullet, and clearly saw the situation below.

"One more shot."

Soon, he ordered, but it seemed a bit redundant.

Because just as he was speaking, the gunner under great pressure had already pushed another shell into the barrel.

"Jackson!"

Elena screamed in the communicator:

"In the name of the Three Witches, tell me what you are doing?"

"Save you some time."

Any comments that wanted to be elaborated were obscured by the continuous roar of the cannon crew, and the grumbling voice in the communicator was also interrupted by the ejected shells.

Following the straight trajectory, the explosion sounded immediately mixed with the roar of the artillery, like two thunderbolts connected together.

There is no doubt that the shell hit the target again this time.

A large amount of water in the lake poured out from the blasted hole and poured straight into the spillway, and the green-skinned troops struggling along the dry river channel suddenly found that their feet were wet, and the water flow soon exceeded it. The limit of the river embankment.

For an instant, the water had passed through their chests, and the continuous flow of water suddenly filled the entire river. The hurried green skins threw away the weapons in their hands, and danced their limbs helplessly in the water.

Greenskins have many things, but it seems that diving is not in their genetic talent.

"Finally washed these **** lice off our heads."

The Chief of Staff commented with satisfaction. He looked a little weak and drew his pistol and fired at a green leather wielding a battle axe. The guy shouted the same howling in his mouth, looking for the target of the killing.

For safety's sake, when it was knocked down, the surrounding soldiers also made up a few shots.

No matter how tenacious they were, Jackson had never seen them get up and continue fighting without losing their heads.

To his surprise, he also swept the 103rd regiment's military doctor with the corner of his eye. He was unscathed and was dragging a wounded soldier to a safe place with a respectable look on his face.

"Don't you understand what I told you just now?"

Elena's voice never disappeared, she was very emotional, she seemed to have forgotten to keep calm about the world.

"None of us has turned off the generator, let alone exported the capacitor—"

"Ok."

Jackson interrupted her endless speech.

"How much impact do you think the explosion will have?"

"It's big enough to destroy the integrity of the entire building."

She said coldly, as if it were a bad thing.

"You better pray..."

Jackson never thought he should pray anything, because by then his wish had been perfectly fulfilled.

Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A mysterious loud noise from below is reminiscent of an earthquake in the depths of the earth. The amount of water flowing out is a thousand times that of the original. It is also accompanied by some tank-sized rocks. The boulders fall into the valley below. Large quantities of green skin were crushed into meat sauce.

"Three Witches!"

The voice of Elena's admonition suddenly sounded, with incomparable panic, and even trembling, which is extremely rare for a wizard.

"The whole dam is collapsing!"