The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 434 422. Cutting, encirclement, special operations

Artanis could clearly see the scene of the battle through the cracks in the wall that was riddled with holes. The human soldiers were struggling to fight against the Orks with the laser weapons and live ammunition weapons in their hands.

The savage greenskins waved the blades and broken guns in their hands and kept charging. Even in the face of the unimaginable laser arrays and large-scale sweeps, they still charged fearlessly. For these natural war machines created by the elders, their fate and the only thing they need to know is to fight continuously, to seek the pleasure of dopamine in the battle, and to feel the most barbaric happiness in the battle.

The noble Templars are unwilling to be involved in this barbarian battle. Although humans may not be much better than the Orks, Artanis still hopes that the defenders can successfully defend their homes. Otherwise, once the Orks occupy this place, everything the human empire has here will be finished.

Although the warriors wanted to leave again, the frequent use of crossing has greatly exhausted their psychic energy. Now these proud Templars have no way to continue fighting. They must find a way to preserve their strength to prevent further losses.

Artanis and his soldiers carefully advanced in the ruins. They tried their best to avoid fighting with the enemy and even tried their best to avoid being seen by the two parties. They lurked like shadows, using the little psychic energy left to protect their own safety.

They carefully avoided the bullets and lasers that passed over their heads, felt the artillery, and shook the huge hive. But in this chaotic and panic battlefield, conflicts and encounters are inevitable.

When a Templar was leading the charge and turned a corner, he found the position of dozens of Orcs.

Those Orcs were covered with oil and dirt, with greasy red cloth tied around their necks and foreheads, a dagger hanging from their waists, and a string of grenades hanging from their bodies. The most surprising thing was that they did not make any noise, but were cautious and wanted to move forward. There was no mania and anger in their eyes like those of ordinary Orcs, but an indescribable suppression and calmness. Even the items they used in their hands could clearly show that they were very different from those ordinary Orcs. Although the weapons in their hands looked like garbage that had been heavily modified, they could still see the prototypes of some human weapons.

These guys were the special warfare guys among the Orcs, the most unsociable group, and the most deadly killers in the hands of every Orc boss. Special warfare guys may be different from regular Orcs because they insist on hiding in the shadows and remain silent except for shouting "WAAAGH!" But once their hiding position is exposed, the special forces boys are still as deadly as their less cunning friends.

The most common weapon in the hands of the special forces boys is the three-hole big gun. At first glance, this weapon looks like the three-barreled gun in the hands of ordinary Odessa soldiers, but their driving principle and combat method are completely different. The Odessa soldiers use electromagnetic driven weapons, while the special forces boys hold a large-caliber shotgun.

When these dozens of special forces boys discovered the invisible enemy in front of them, they immediately gave a battle cry and rushed up.

The Templar who was walking in the front quickly dodged the dagger of a special warfare boy, then chopped off his head with his backhand, and said in surprise

"How did they see us? We were obviously invisible?"

Artanis took advantage of the fact that these boys had not yet completely rushed up, and threw out a psychic lightning, instantly electrocuting several of the ones close to the front, and then explained

"It's very simple. The Orcs are originally a kind of powerful psychic creatures, but they don't know it themselves. And these special warfare boys dressed in strange clothes are obviously the best of their tribe. Although they are not as good as those orc wizards, they can still be seen from our current optical stealth."

As the best among the Orc grassroots infantry, the combat effectiveness of the special warfare boys is much stronger and more tenacious than that of ordinary orcs. They cleverly arranged their own tactics, instead of rushing in a messy way. On average, every two special warfare boys faced a Templar, hoping to win. However, for other orcs, their little wisdom was too naive compared to Artanis and his elite guards.

As expected, these elite special forces were dealt with quickly and efficiently. The only sound was the "WAAAAGH" made by the boys when they were fighting and the slight hissing sound when the psychic blade cut off the orcs' heads.

Artanis looked at these ugly orcs falling on the ground. Although they did not suffer any losses, this also proved that the orcs began to change their plans. Just like they did before, they evolved and learned in the war, and constantly changed their tactics and strategies.

Now a large number of special warfare boys have been put into the battlefield. These experienced veterans have been deployed behind enemy lines to destroy the human defense line and assassinate their commanders.

From this front alone, they succeeded. Although Artanis has dealt with dozens of special warfare boys, there are still hundreds of such teams that have infiltrated the front line and the wall. With the efforts of these special warfare boys, the war cry of the orcs suddenly came from the rear of the human army.

"WAAAAGH!!!!"

The deafening roar of the orcs came from the rear of the human army. The Imperial Guards and the Ministry of Justice military police fighting on the front line looked back. They didn't know when thousands of Orks suddenly appeared behind them. The human troops were forced to turn around and aimed their guns at the Orks rushing over.

These Orks who came from the rear fired randomly and tried to hit one or two humans with their bullets, but the laser guns, live ammunition weapons and even plasma squad weapons of the human empire hit the green ocean in front of them with every shot.

The Empire undoubtedly achieved a lot of results, but their struggle was useless, because the appearance of Orks behind them proved that the Orks had successfully broken through the outer defense line and the city wall had fallen. Under the attack of the enemy special forces, they were forced to abandon the entire bottom of the city and began to move to the lower level.

However, this small human force in front of them probably had no way to leave. The Orks had successfully withstood the terrible firepower and started a bloody and cruel melee. In terms of long-range, humans can rely on more advanced weapons and better accuracy to defeat the Orks, but in close combat against the burly Orks like space warriors, they have no chance of winning.

Artanis looked at these heroic human warriors with pity, and once again entered the phase dimension with his warriors.

They had wasted enough emotions and time here, and it was time to start the task taught to them by the elders.