I'm a green-skinned tech master

"If I can, I also hope to get more military support, the number of one million may not be enough to suppress the greenskins, conservatively estimated to be about two million."

At this point, Pex stopped writing, he had no doubt how angry Cornwall would be when he saw the figure of two million, so he could only change his tone.

"I also understand that this number is unrealistic, so I only hope to get ammunition supplies, and if there is enough ammunition, I can still reduce the number of greenskin monsters as much as possible, so as to buy time for the economic transformation of Euronia III and the recruitment of troops."

After sending the message, Pex looked out through the window next to his desk and saw three transport ships lowering their orbits into Euronia IV's atmosphere.

The number of landings was small, only two thousand combatants, and the only advantage was the deployment of a higher proportion of armored units, such as 50 Riemann Ruth tanks.

Improve the combat effectiveness of the landing force with a higher armor rate, and after attracting enough green-skinned monsters to attack, the landing force begins to retreat on board, and the fleet in space can reduce the number of green-skinned monsters with orbital bombing.

Such tactics were named Mousetrap by Pecks. The landing of small troops is bait, space bombing is clips, and green-skinned monsters are rats.

The tactical focus is that the bait should attract the mouse as much as possible, the clamp should grasp the timing of the shot, the mouse... The rat seems to be the least concerned about himself, as long as he can fight the mouse, he is very happy.

The first time he used mousetrap tactics, Pex was also cautious, and he chose a narrow valley as a landing site.

Sure enough, because of the difficult and remote terrain, the two thousand expeditionary forces disembarked from the transport ships to establish the initial defense base very smoothly, they established heavy weapons positions, artillery positions, anti-tank trenches, ready to meet a big battle.

This series of defensive preparations took the expeditionary force an afternoon, and it was not until the sun went down and the alarm was heard from the observation post high in the valley - the orcs were coming.

On the gray horizon, large expanses of dust were lifted into the air, as if a sandstorm was coming from afar.

They are the fastest of all the orcs, and thousands of vehicles painted red are galloping towards them.

The roar of the engine and the heavy metal music played on the vehicle's stereo resounded throughout the wasteland, and it was clear that a telescope was still needed to observe the distance, and the soldiers on the observation post could hear it.

The drag racing party was very fast, just still on the horizon, and soon entered the engagement distance.

Under the guidance of the observation post, the five petrified lizard self-propelled guns fired first, and after calculating the speed of the drag racing party, the self-propelled guns also had a good hit rate at extreme distances.

Large-caliber howitzer shells screamed death and smashed heavily into the drag racing party's vehicle group, because it was so dense that a single shot could often destroy several vehicles.

But such casualties do not make the drag racing party fearful, or even slow them down, and the orcs let out a waaagh cry while stepping on the accelerator to the end.

In order to withstand the onslaught of the Orc Drag Party, all Riemann Ruth tanks were placed in front of the defense line, and the muzzles were lined up to aim forward.

When the first row of orc vehicles appeared within range of the tanks, fifty tanks roared at the same time, and a few seconds later, the armor-piercing shells fired by Riemann Ruth killed a large number of orc vehicles in seconds.

A hit is not only a knockout, not only because of the power of the Riemann Ruth tank artillery, but also because the orc vehicles running in the front are a group of madmen who give up their armor for speed.

The orc drag racers in the rear did not care about the fate of their companions in front, and they bypassed or knocked away the destroyed wreckage, advanced as usual, and launched a counterattack.

To say that the characteristics of these orc's light vehicles in addition to running fast, there is also fierce firepower, almost every vehicle is equipped with rocket launchers, big clicks, or hot melt guns and flamethrowers.

In terms of extreme distance, the hit rate of these weapons of the orcs is indeed a little unbearable to look at directly, but as long as you hit more, you will always hit.

All kinds of orc projectile weapons rained down into the valley, from the mouth of the valley, to both sides of the valley, to the interior of the valley, almost every area was covered by firepower.

The situation encountered by the human expeditionary force at the Forwarder base was repeated in the valley, and the way the orcs fought was like this, the old routine, but it was because of the large number and the power of the trick was eaten all over the world.

The casualties caused by the continuous bombardment of the orcs in the sky were not large, but the loss of equipment was staggering, and the fortifications that took an afternoon to build were destroyed.

Without equipment advantages, how to withstand the attacks of orcs?

The commander of the 'bait' immediately applied for retreat, so as not to face heavy losses after being broken through by the orcs, and then he would not be able to withdraw.

"Can't do it? Why not! Isn't it good to lure the orcs out of the plan? "

..."After hearing the order of the headquarters, the commander of the 'bait' fell silent.

"Well, I obey the order, if I die in battle, I hope the government can help me take good care of my family..." The

commander of the 'bait' had just realized that he was killed in battle, and a large number of orc motorcycles and other fast vehicles had rushed into the valley, and these orcs riding motorcycles did not care whether they would be killed by laser guns, broken by automatic cannons, or bombarded into slag by Liemannus.

They only care about super speed and excitement, and smashing enemies into slag in high heavy metal music.

These motorcycles were basically shattered within seconds of the defensive fire of the Human Expeditionary Force, but they also used bombs, large guns and flamethrowers to disrupt the human defenses.

In this situation, any command is of little significance, there will be a transport dirty car behind to throw a large number of chopping brats in, and then the orc dirty car tank opens the way, and the base of the valley falls.

When the soldiers of the Human Expeditionary Force in the 'decoy' can't hold on, and their morale is about to collapse.

A crimson pillar of light fell from the sky, smashed into the Greenskin Drag Racing Party vehicle group from the mouth of the valley, and then moved straight out of the valley, marking a straight death passage.

All the orc vehicles that entered the mouth of the valley were burned to flying ash, leaving nothing behind.

The orc's drag racing party stopped, the orcs were hot-blooded, but not fools, they would not crash headlong into death.

"The command calls 'bait,' your mission is complete and you can retreat."

The mousetrap tactic was used successfully for the first time, and Pex eliminated thousands of orcs, including hundreds of their strange vehicles, at the cost of only three hundred casualties.