I'm a green-skinned tech master

Time passed quickly, and when Golden Tooth took the brats to dig out the iron claws underground, the situation in the southern hemisphere of Euronia III had changed greatly.

Kester's Astral Army has recaptured Pioneer City, turning Pioneer City, which has been reduced to ruins, into a front-line fortress city similar to Capello.

And a rapid passage was built directly in Pioneer City and Capello to facilitate the rapid deployment of troops.

Numerous forts, dark bunkers, and trenches were built on both sides of the road, protecting the passage from the attacks of the Greenskins.

In order to strengthen the defense, Kester also ordered the engineering units of the Astral Army to build a railway on the road, and armored trains traveled on it, not only to transport supplies between the two cities, but also to provide long-range fire support for each point of the defense line on a mobile basis.

The Astral Legion led by Kester has only just been formed, in addition to the backbone of the internal core from the experienced old Astral Legion, many of these ordinary soldiers are also planetary defense forces of various planets.

The so-called lion brought out is the tiger, and under the command of Kester, the quality of this astral army legion is no less than those old regiments that have been established for a long time.

In front of the defense line on both sides of the road were large traces of battles, craters, corpses, incendiary vehicles everywhere. From the establishment of the defensive line to the present, I don't know how many greenskins have attacked in a month, and without exception they have all fallen here.

A manic sound of music sounded from a distance, and several orc vehicles galloped from far and near, and the orc drag racing party never missed the battle.

Two orc motorcycles rushed ahead, one co-pilot's compartment with a big gun shooter, and one sitting a demolition kid with a rocket launcher.

As the motorcycles raced, they poured ammunition and rockets down the lines on both sides of the road. The bunkers hit by the big guns were full of fire, and the rockets also lit up mushroom clouds in front of the human position, seemingly powerful, but the killing effect was very average.

The astral army hiding in the bunker had already set up a hot melt gun, and after aiming, it destroyed an orc motorcycle as soon as it melted.

Automatic guns from heavy weapon positions also began to strafe, attacking light vehicles and green skins hanging from the outside of vehicles.

When the green-skinned vehicle got closer, lasers, heavy machine guns and other light and heavy firepower opened fire together, almost sweeping away the greenskin hanging outside the vehicle.

When these orc vehicles rushed very close to the defense line, several anti-tank trenches stopped in front of them.

Some motorcycles accelerated over, but heavier vehicles did not, and they either stopped or advanced along the trenches, which again became targets for the human defenders behind the line.

When the orc vehicle group was about to be wiped out, a huge orc dirty car was still intact in the middle of the burning wreckage. There are a large number of orc boys behind the dirty car, they are well protected by the armor of the dirty car, and the casualties are very low.

It's just that in the face of anti-tank trenches, stolen vehicles seem to be unable to get by. The orc's method is definitely more than difficult, and the carriage behind the stolen car suddenly lifted up, throwing out a carriage of orc kid like a spring.

In such a comical way, these orcs crossed the anti-tank trenches, fell into the rear of the human front, and attacked together with the previous orc motorcycles.

Such raids caused some chaos, and the orc brats also inflicted partial damage on the human soldiers behind the defense line. However, Kester seems to have anticipated such a situation for a long time, and his defense is set up with a lot of depth.

There are also defensive lines behind the defense line, the same bunkers, dark bunkers, heavy weapons group fire points. Therefore, this time the orc attack did not break through the defense line, and was quickly eliminated.

More than a thousand meters away from the defense line, the iron claw retracted the head that poked out of the tunnel. In order to fight against the trenches of shrimps, the greenskins also dug trenches, which belong to learning war from war.

Almost two months have passed since the iron claw was dug out of the ground.

At the beginning, the iron claw was very angry, the shrimp actually dared to take the initiative to attack, and also united with the insects to beat themselves, killing more than a million brats themselves! If it weren't for the constant flow of support in the greenskin corridor, I might not be able to stop the shrimps.

Originally, with the temper of an iron claw, he must be beaten back, but after observing the situation and trying to launch a few counterattacks, he still felt that he had to stabilize his hand.

You can't win a war just by looking at your head. If you want to win, you have to think more like the boss of the slippery head.

One ass sat back in the trench, and the iron claw touched his bald head, "You can still play like this!" The way to find and throw the brats over is very reliable, why did it still fail?

Like a dog-headed military master, Golden Tooth said on the side: "Boss, let's waaagh once!" Go inside the rainforest, go to the plains, and find all the brats you can. I don't believe it, the defense line of the shrimp is so impregnable. Golden

Claw's words made Iron Claw very moved, he tried several times to break through with ingenious methods, but failed, really made Iron Claw have the idea of trying it without using his brain.

"Still no, is there any other idea, that cunning, effective, unexpectedly bad way for the shrimps!" The iron claw still restrained the reckless impulse.

"What if the reckless wave is simple, and the shrimp washes the ground with heavenly fire? Although the brats grow on the ground, they can't be so hobby. Seeing

that the two couldn't discuss anything, Iron Claw called out several of the strongest bosses under him and held a thinking meeting together.

In the evening, the conclusion was surprisingly consistent, the same as the golden tooth said, first reckless wave and then say. The Blood Axe Clan, which is known for its military discipline, cannot suppress the reckless desire of its subordinates under certain circumstances, and the iron claws seem to be unable to suppress it.

Iron Claw supported his chin with one hand, put his arm on his knee, and held his power hammer with the other. A contemplative look that no one should get close to, and after recalling the slippery boss several times in his mind, he also had an idea.

"In this way, Golden Tooth, you still take your sneaky boy to touch the position of the shrimp and see if you can find the weak point of the shrimp defense." By the way, prepare more Sgoug, the kind of red Sgouger that runs particularly fast, it will be of great use when the time comes. "Iron Claw assigned a task to Golden Tooth first.

"A few of you, go to the rainforest and the plains, and find all the brats you can find. Tell all the Greenskins that there is a big waaagh and that they can participate.

However, if you have a request, you must listen to your orders, and you can rush only if you say rush! Otherwise, go back into the rainforest. "Against those bosses who don't have ideas and just want to be reckless, the iron claw will not have a good face.

Rubbed his bald head again, the iron claw is a little distressed, but the war always has to continue, how can it be called war without investing in elite troops?

In desperation, Iron Claw picked up his communicator, "Call the Duddy Air Team, there is a big waaagh, tell those pilots to be careful!" It's a baby! "