Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

"For the Emperor!" The remnants of the last fortress fought together with the orcs in the Emperor's Word Square, the Happy Music Zone.

The orcs who were dressed in strange clothes and had weapons in their hands that were like musical instruments played the piano to them, shaking their heads and making noises with the "weapons" in their hands.

The political commissar didn't know what these orcs were doing, but he didn't care. For him, it was enough to maintain his hatred of the aliens, and everything else was unimportant.

After using a chain sword to saw an orc with weapons in half, he raised his hand to empty the magazine of the bolt pistol and blew the heads of four orcs.

"Tsk." He clicked his tongue guiltily. He wasted a round of the emperor's sacred ammunition, which made him feel guilty, but he had been taught in Zhongsi Academy.

One's own incompetence must be washed away with a hundred times and a thousand times of blood.

And he was preparing to do just that.

Dover followed the veteran and covered his movements. Although there was little communication between them, they had a tacit understanding. They only needed to look at the movements to know what the other party was going to do.

"The political commissar is so powerful." This was the first time Dover saw a political commissar in battle. He originally thought that the fierce political commissar in the last fortress was a domineering person who took advantage of his official position.

Unexpectedly, he did have excellent combat capabilities. The chain sword in his hand could not only block the attack of the orc, but also prevent him from taking half a step back during the collision. Then he pulled out the gun in his hand and shot two shots at the orc's chest.

Efficiently and ruthlessly cleaning up the orcs, the look of hatred on his face was so obvious, and his high-pitched war cry showed his endless fighting enthusiasm and loyalty.

I really don’t know what Political Commissar Yarrick will look like. People say that he is the great savior of the Hades hive. Without him, Hades would have been like the hives of Seaglass. Orcs crushed.

"Disperse! Disperse! Remember your mission! Head towards those turrets!"

The sergeant's roar urged the soldiers who were immersed in war fever to stop killing. After all, they had only one mission, which was to clear a landing point.

Thousands of troops broke into the gate and began to disperse quickly, moving towards the anti-aircraft artillery around the huge square in small teams of hundreds and dozens of people.

Some of those artillery pieces are set up on the ground, some are in buildings that have lost their ceilings, and there are also anti-aircraft guns set up on the top floors of complete buildings. These large and scattered artillery pieces cannot be solved by thousands of them. of.

They still need more friendly support, and can only hope that Yarrick's army can quickly break through the orcs' defense line and rush to the Emperor's Word Square.

The troops in the direction of Yarek finally broke through the orcs' defense line. These beasts, who were accustomed to attacking and harassing, were unprepared and did not even build any effective block against Yarek's attack.

The lower industrial zone has basically been abandoned, and the remaining troops can only rely on Domixilong and the others, while Yarick leads all combat-effective troops to attack.

The tanks and armored vehicles that had just been produced didn't care about the painting issues, they just rolled off the production line and went to the front line.

Like the remaining soldiers of the fortress, they also carried an ammunition base that far exceeded that of an infantry soldier. There were also some soldiers who lacked weapons following the soldiers who had weapons, ready to pick up their weapons and fight at any time.

This is a desperate operation. Either they can successfully capture the Holy Word Square and establish a landing point, or they will be completely annihilated by the orcs and lose the Hades nest.

They must succeed, for the sake of the Emperor, and for the sake of all those who died fighting for Armageddon.

The living often suffer more than the dead.

The laborers working hard are waiting for their victory, and the souls of the dead are also watching their backs silently.

"Encountered orc troops!"

"Deal with them quickly! Let the armored vehicles rush over! The infantry stays to delay them! We have no time to waste!"

The heavy-duty Chimera armored vehicle was a product of urbanization and heavy-duty transformation by the Chaos Sage. Although Yaric doubted whether the Chaos Sage violated the taboos of the Mechanicus by doing so, he considered The sage himself was a member of the Adeptus Mechanicus when he arrived at Kaos.

It's not his turn to take care of this kind of thing, he only needs to be responsible for fighting the war.

But these heavy-duty Chimera armored vehicles did bring new surprises to the troops. The improvised detonating devices set on the outer shell of the armored vehicles had amazing detection accuracy under the design of the Kaos Sage.

Capable of catching any traces of anti-tank shells and rockets and exploding them before they hit the armor first.

Use the new explosion to change the direction of the cannonballs, making it difficult for them to directly hit its armor, and defeat the soldiers inside.

Not only that, the heart of those Chimera armored vehicles, that is, the engine, has also been redesigned by the Sage of Kaos, which ensures that the weight of the vehicle increases significantly while also allowing the vehicle to maintain its original maximum moving speed of 150%.

"These guys from the Adeptus Mechanicus will never take out the real thing until they are in urgent need." He secretly complained about the Mechanicus Adeptus Mechanicus' style of conduct, but Political Commissar Yarik couldn't say much. No matter what, he was just a Just a little political commissar.

When an orc rocket hit, the body of the Chimera that Alex was riding on trembled, but there were no holes. It seemed that the detonating devices on the surface of the body had taken effect.

The heavy Chimera rushed towards the Orcs' front line in an unstoppable manner. The coaxial explosive machine gun and the heavy laser of the turret swept everything in front, and the shooting holes set in the car body provided the soldiers in the car with the opportunity to cover the sides of the car body.

In this operation, all the troops sitting in the heavy Chimera were elite veterans. They were all the ultimate ruthless people who survived the battlefield with a damn 95% death rate. Each of them could ensure that his shooting would hit the target as long as he shot.

As for the infantry following them, they had to clean up the Orcs' front line that was broken through and attract as much firepower as possible from the Orcs.

When the Orcs looked at the explosions on the armored vehicles, but there was no damage except black smoke, they just felt that the explosive rockets in their hands were not useful.

Just when they wanted to curse the poor craftsmanship of the technicians, they were crushed into pieces by the Chimera that rushed over.

The Orcs' front line was broken through one after another, and the divided and surrounded Orcs continued to collapse on the spot. Some lay still in place, and some ran around.

Yarrick leaned forward. He had transformed his left eye into a laser eye that could shoot out Hell Gun heat rays.

He stared at the orcs in front of him who were still trying to fight back and yelled: "I don't have time to capture you losers! Get out of my way! Don't block my way!"

"It's Old Dead Eye!"

"It's Old One-Eye!"

"It's Old Evil Eye!"

Tsk, why are there so many nicknames again.

The orcs saw an eye flashing with a strange red light, and it could shoot out anger that could turn an entire orc into carbon. They were so scared that they fled in all directions. The orcs behind saw the orcs fleeing in front and followed them.

"Old Dead Eye is here!" This was their biggest gain today.