I'm a green-skinned tech master

Suddenly, almost half of the human cities on the entire continent in the southern hemisphere of Euronia III were asking for help.

The messages for help were exactly the same, attacked by green-skinned monsters, who were endless and endless like a tide.

Capello is Euronia III, the political capital of the Southern Hemisphere, a highly defensive and industrial military city, and the Guard Command of the Southern Hemisphere was naturally established here.

Inside the headquarters, Chuck was completely panicked, and under the call of massive information for help, he became six gods and masterless.

"It doesn't make sense... How can there be so many green skins, the entire defense army has hardly rested during this time in clearing them ... "

Your Excellency General, Your Excellency the Governor has asked to speak with you!" The words of the correspondent awakened Chuck, who was in a confused state.

"Quick... Hurry up and come in! Soon

, Cornwall's serious face appeared on the communication terminal.

"General Chuck, I think you need some explanation for the current situation! I gave you everything I could, soldiers, equipment, propaganda, money, etc...."

Cornwall's tone became more severe, "How did you repay me?" Is it news that kills and mits innocent civilians? Or attacked cities and vehicles? Or are those green-skinned beasts popping up out of nowhere!

"I... I... Listen to me, Your Excellency, Governor, something must have gone wrong..." Chuck stammered, not knowing where to explain.

"I don't want to listen to your explanation, I will support you as before, but you must hold the battle line as much as possible, and don't let the greenskin cross the equator to the populated, dense northern hemisphere."

"If you can't," Cornwall's voice turned cold, "you'll be the first general I executed in the war against the Greenskins." With

that, Cornwall hung up the communication. Naturally, Cornwall did not trust Chuck, and he only hoped that Chuck would last longer until Pex returned.

In Cornwall's heart, Pecks, the niece-in-law, was not only his own person, but also the commander with the most command experience.

On the top of a rainforest mountain, a group of big guys surrounded by tall iron claws, and a few tall, strong, and clever farts.

Iron Claw draws maps on the ground with its own claws, simple orc heads to represent its troops, and the steel helmets of the guards to represent the enemy, and there are many logos because of the different equipment.

For example, if the guards are highly armored, draw a box, draw a circle if there is a cannon, and draw a triangle if there is aircraft support.

While drawing, the iron claw explained to his subordinates and issued combat deployments.

"A few of you, take your brats from this line and launch an attack on this line, and the small shrimp cities along the way are at your disposal. But I ask you to gather in front of the city and take it down. Saying

that, the iron claw smashed its fist on the city at the target point.

"But... Boss, there are large troops of shrimp behind the city, they have big carts and big bangs, what if they come to help? An ordered boss questioned.

"Sluggish!" The other boss slapped him on the head, "If the shrimp dares to come, they will kill them." Hearing

the question from his subordinates, the killing intent in the eyes of the iron claw dissipated, and he looked at the boss who slapped his hands and said, "That's right, if the shrimp comes, kill them." These roads will be handed over to you to command, and use your brain more before fighting. "

After the pre-war meeting, most of the bosses left with the tasks ordered by the iron claw, and only the fart golden tooth remained.

At this time, the golden tooth of the fart spirit had grown very large, and he was accompanied by a red, large, and fierce Sgoug, his mount, friend and companion.

With the help of this Sgoug, many green-skinned bosses could not defeat the golden tooth, and were willing to obey the golden tooth's orders. In the entire Greenskin tribe, except for the iron claw, the Golden Tooth has the highest prestige.

"Boss, what is your real plan?" Golden Tooth looked up at Iron Claw and revealed a sinister smile.

"Hmph, you cunning thing, really didn't hide from you." Iron Claw also laughed, but the smile was very cruel.

"It's not interesting to kill the shrimp a little, we have been preparing for so long, we must have a big waaagh, and there is almost a head worth inserting behind the boss frame."

The iron claw shook the huge shelf behind his back, which is a cultural tradition of the orcs. Usually these rough shelves are a symbol of the boss's strength, and are hung with the loot of the orc boss.

Sometimes it's a human head, or a spirit hat, or an interstellar warrior's helmet, and behind the legendary bone crusher is a huge skull of a demon.

"Oh oh, I understand, Boss Iron Claw, you want to kill the boss of Shrimp." Golden Tooth showed such an expression.

"So, the attack lines just now are all decoys?"

"Well, yes. As long as they can mobilize the shrimp, they can take the good boy through the gap in the defense line and kill the boss of the shrimp. After speaking, the claws of the iron claws loosened and clenched uneasily, as if they were looking forward to it.

"So you left behind sneaky boys, and farts, to help you create gaps in the defenses?" Golden Tooth said thoughtfully.

"Yes, Golden Tooth, you are too smart, too cunning, if the matter is done, you will guarantee that you will pick the loot first."

"Deal, Iron Claw Boss, the sneaky boys and fart elves will not wait for you to be disappointed."

After communicating with the iron claw, Golden Tooth jumped on his own Sgouger and ran down the hill, and many of the same fart riders riding Sgouger in the rainforest caught up and followed Golden Tooth to leave.

Chuck knew nothing about the arrangement of the iron claw, and he was very nervous after being warned by Cornwall, and he became more paranoid.

He was furious in the command, and every order was given in a rageous manner.

After the analysis of the staff officers and the intelligence brought by the reconnaissance aircraft, the analysis given by the staff is that the main direction of the Greenskin's attack is in the cities of the large number of right flanks in the southern hemisphere, and this analysis is very correct in various photos and videos.

As for those cities on the left flank of the mainland, although they were also attacked, the intensity of the battle was not high, as long as appropriate reinforcements were sent and some militia training should be able to hold them.

What's more, the rainforest terrain is on the right flank, and after fighting for so long, the staff can also conclude that the nests of the greenskins are in the rainforest, but because the terrain inside is complex and the area is vast and it is not easy to attack, so they have not sent troops deep into the rainforest to eliminate the greenskins.

The left flank is by the coastline, and the land terrain is mostly hilly and plain, with little vegetation. The greenskins that attacked left-wing cities should have been lost after walking out of the rainforest, so the number is small and not large.