Stratholme God

   Chapter 912 Orcs are in heaven

   Landmines!

  This thing is a disgusting thing in any world.

   Bray was cool for a while, and Bray has been cool all the time.

   As for the demining side... I'm probably going to be scolded for the family crematorium!

   The minelaying during World War II was basically done by hand.

   Originally, MacDonald chose Maozi's [pomz type]. This thing is simple and rude, and it takes only 1 minute for each hand to mine.

   But, the Alliance clearly doesn't want the Horde to have a better life. Anyway, they signed the Raoshizi [Non-aggression Pact], and the breach of contract should not be too ugly.

   So, the magical magic change appeared.

   mine car!

   Earth World War II had mine-laying ships, but there were no serious mine-laying vehicles.

This can't stop the elite operators. The Alliance killed a group of demons in Hellfire Peninsula. The operators used the Burning Legion to transport the fel artillery transport vehicle, and installed minecraft on both wings. This thing is like a multi-tube Bazooka, but with less propulsion.

   Anyway, driving at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour, hundreds of anti-infantry mines can be thrown out at the touch of a button.

   Of course, Mr. Mai has carefully studied the nearby terrain, so that the color of the mines is closer to the natural environment. At the same time, in order to prevent the tribal dance **** shaman from perceiving these rather discordant things compared with nature, iron mines, ceramic mines, etc. were also carefully prepared.

   After making full use of small tricks such as chain explosions on the earth, this minefield has become so brutal that even players can't bear to look directly.

   An upright alliance would definitely not be able to do such a thing.

   So the last step of production is done by the same players who are full of bad water - yes, it is to mark the mark of the Burning Legion on the parts.

  The production level of all components is comparable to that of the Gurgan engineers of the Burning Legion.

   Besides, when laying mine, outside the car were the demons brought by the Defiled Warlock...

   Take the bamboo shoots!

   McDonald felt that with the current level of integrity in the Alliance, the pandaren probably wouldn't survive.

The only thing    McDonald's didn't expect was that Queen Xi saw through.

  On this day, Queen Xi just got out from under the table, and while wiping her mouth, she said coldly: "Have you prepared something in the southwest of Zangarmarsh?"

   "Uh, nothing can fool you."

   "It's okay, I support whatever you do. I don't want to see the orcs any better."

   Alas, it would be nice to have a caring girl. She understands me too well.

   Over there, Thrall, who was ignorant of what he would encounter on the road, was shouting to his men to move forward.

   Yuzilla is fierce, but because Yuzla is so big, many shallow water channels cannot make waves. After going back and forth, the law of the fish's troubles was found out for the tribe.

   On the one hand, Thrall organized a group of tribal heroes, preparing to ambush Yuzra in suitable places, and on the other hand, marched in those swamp passages that would not be affected by Yuzra.

  Without the interference of Naga, ogres and fungal giants are no match for the wolf-like horde army after all.

   Horde A went up, and the Horde won at a lower cost.

   As for logistics, this is the home field of the orcs. With the copper skin and iron stomach of the orcs, what is not to eat? As long as it is not soil, if you can talk, nothing can stop the orcs.

until……

   "Boom!"

   An orc has ascended to heaven!

   The orcs weighing more than 400 jin seemed to have learned the unique skills of the Hellscream family and flew more than ten meters high. It's a pity that half of the study was completed. Before the person was in the air, the whole person disintegrated. Two or three hundred pieces were spread out evenly, and the filthy blood rain was scattered in the area of ​​tens of square meters.

   "What's going on?" The captain who led the team did not believe in evil.

  No way, in this hellish world, there are a lot of things that eat and harm people.

   The orcs couldn't figure out whether the explosion just now was a man-made object or something else.

   But not long after, another orc ascended to heaven.

  Let's go again, and there will be orcs in the sky again.

   This situation made the centurion's scalp tingle.

   A serious enemy attack, no orcs would be afraid, and there would be an unexpected explosion, which would be uncomfortable.

   An orc scout reported that there were traces of fel energy in the area of ​​the explosion.

  This... could it be the devil of the Burning Legion?

   As casualties continued to appear, the advance came to a standstill.

   It just so happened that Thrall failed to catch Yusla, and the fish monster Boss, the thief, couldn't catch it at all. So Thrall brought the Horde Heroes over.

   "There are no traps at all!" The brain remnant roared in disbelief, strode across this seemingly empty canyon mountain road, and then...

   "Boom!"

   The brain-dumping roar with [anger] swelled all over his body did not go to the sky, and he also rushed to the street. The most unfortunate thing was that he was so immortal that he stepped on a small chain minefield, and suddenly "bang bang bang!" exploded into a ball.

   Orcs, as the representative of "I think I am a copper skin and iron bone", of course, ordinary mine charges can't kill the hero's brainless roar, but it makes him covered with bruises, gray face, and embarrassed.

   This time, Thrall and other tribal leaders were shocked.

"Wait! I found out what that is." The sharpest-eyed Vol'jin squatted down cautiously, then approached in a nearly prostrate position, and gently flipped with his spear, and finally found one about the size of an orc slap in the soil 'Tiny' mines.

  Vol'jin turned the blade of his spear over, picked out the mine with the horizontal blade, and handed it to the Tauren Chieftain Kane.

   Brother Niu understands, get ready, muster up your [anger], and tap it with a thick totem pole weapon.

   "Boom!"

The    mine was under pressure and exploded on the spot.

   The blasted shrapnel naturally couldn't hurt the tribal bosses, but the blasted shrapnel flew away, putting frost on their faces.

  This thing is disgusting!

   "The Alliance? The Burning Legion?" Vol'jin whispered.

   There is indeed a small amount of fel energy at the scene, and there are traces of the Burning Legion craftsman's handwriting, so I don't know what it is, Thrall thinks of the same prisoner like Vol'jin.

   I have to say that smart people have thought of it.

   "Drive the way with steel chariots?" Vol'jin suggested.

   Thrall shook his head: "Can't drive."

  The broken terrain of the swamp really made Thrall lose his temper. Due to the serious lack of technical skills, it was useless for the tribe to recruit the goblin engineering team. The self-weight of the Iron Horde version of the steel chariot is outrageous, and there is no less than 100 tons.

   In order to protect the alliance artillery, the protection is very amazing, and the weight has also gone up.

   This becomes completely unsuitable for swampy terrain.

   At this time, the brain-damaged roar grinned: "I have a solution."

   After he finished talking about the plan, Thrall was silent for a long time.

   One side is morality, and the other side is a long-lost compatriot. After thinking about it, Thrall agreed.

  So, a lot of spore people were driven over.

   A physical demining operation begins...

   However, it didn't work.

  I didn’t see the spore people walking past, but it was the orcs’ turn to go up, and it was time to go to the sky.

   "What the **** is going on!?" Thrall was a little crazy.

   The same question was asked after Queen Xi saw the live broadcast.

   McDonald tried to master the Wind Tower with one hand. After failing, he told the truth: "The trigger pressure value of the mine is set at 150 kg."

   (end of this chapter)