I'm a green-skinned tech master

The intelligence is so clear, coupled with the fact that the performance of the greenskins is indeed chaotic, disorderly, and barbaric, and there is no possibility of intrigue at all.

Chuck had a total of 600,000 troops, ten armored divisions with strong combat effectiveness, about 100,000 people, fully equipped, with Riemann Ruth tanks, Chimera personnel carriers, and petrified lizard self-propelled guns.

However, there is no Emperor Poison Blade super-heavy tank.

The rest are infantry divisions, only some infantry carry heavy firepower, as well as automatic guns, anti-aircraft machine guns and other barrage fire, anti-armor weapons are also complete.

Therefore, the overall feature of the infantry divisions of the defense army is that they can fight defensive battles by virtue of terrain and trenches, and if they take the initiative to attack, their breakthrough ability is far inferior to that of armored divisions.

It was not enough to hold the southern hemisphere with 600,000 troops, and there were 500 million permanent residents, but fortunately months before the governor Cornwall signed a decree to expand the armament of the war.

The decree distributed many light weapons to young and able-bodied civilians, and formed a grass-roots militia, which on paper was recorded in size of 20 million, basically distributed in various cities.

Only, compared to the regular army ... The combat effectiveness of the militia remains to be tested....

In order to save face and make up for his failure, Chuck asked the staff to produce a more radical combat plan, and he was not satisfied with passive defense in the city.

He wants to attack, and only a large-scale annihilation of the main force of the green skin, with the picture of the corpse of the green skin beast can wash his stain.

It just so happened that satellite images showed that on the right flank, about a million green skins rushed out of the rainforest. They were divided into several directions of attack, and they were disorganized.

Some small towns and villages will definitely not be able to stop the green tide of this scale.

Because of the sudden attack of Greenskin, many human towns living outside the big city were slaughtered by Greenskin before they had time to evacuate.

Panic soon spread, and mortals did everything possible to flee to the big cities in order to survive, and soon a large number of fleeing refugees surrounded the big cities.

On the attack route of the orc wave, there is such a large city that cannot be bypassed is plagued by the refugee problem - Pioneer City, one of the first few cities established by human colonists.

"Don't be crowded! Don't storm the cordon violently! "Countless refugees crowded together on the main traffic routes into the city, and armed militiamen built three cordons with fences and trucks to prevent refugees from storming the city.

"Please let us in... Please, those green monsters are behind, they've killed many, many people, please save us. "

The refugees were begging outside the cordon, trying to arouse the mercy of the militias and let them into the city and get shelter.

"Nope! Pioneer City is building fortifications to resist the attacks of the orcs, letting you into the city will cause chaos, what if the orcs take the opportunity to attack the city! Pioneer City is broken, what to do with the five million inhabitants inside! The

militia leader righteously refused, and his words meant by all the militia present, who were the residents of Pioneer City, organized to protect the city.

This is their home, with their loved ones, and worth their lives to protect.

Although the refugees are also pitiful, which raises a sense of pity in the hearts of the militiamen, compared to their own relatives, it is not enough to let them take risks.

"The orcs are coming!!" Frightened screams were heard in the distance.

The scream seemed to have fired a shot in the torii forest, and all the birds were alarmed, as were the refugees, who lost their minds and unconsciously stormed the cordon in order to survive.

"Stand down! Retire! We're going to shoot! The militia leader shouted an order.

But words could not stop the refugees, already overwhelmed by fear, who were still storming the cordon, and some had already turned over and ran towards the city.

"Captain... What to do...?" the other militiamen asked the captain with nervous faces.

"Shoot! Disperse the refugees and empty the shooting realm, otherwise the orcs will be all over after rushing in while the chaos is over! Gritting his teeth, the militia captain ordered.

The militiamen raised their guns and pulled the trigger of the gunpowder weapon on the refugees in front of them, and the people hit by bullets continued to scream, and soon blood and corpses filled the passage into the city.

The refugees had to flee in other directions to survive, and after killing and wounding a third of them, they were dispersed.

Looking at the corpses and blood in front of him, the militia captain was also a little unbearable, the weapons in their hands should be used to fight against the orcs, not to kill their own people.

Soon, he will be glad of his decisive decision.

The dispersed group of refugees screamed again, and some even exploded, splashing flesh and blood all over the ground.

Terrifying noises and loud gunshots came from a distance, and a large, almost tattered-looking motorcycle galloped up, carrying two orcs on it.

An orc was in charge of driving, an orc carrying a double-barreled gun full of ammunition kept shooting at the refugees, and there was a fart in the back seat reloading the orc.

The caliber of the orc's firearms is too exaggerated, even if the human body is just wiped, it will leave a bowl-sized wound, hit the body, and directly beaten in two.

After a while, the orc motorcycle caused nearly a hundred casualties. But soon, the orcs seemed to have little interest in slaughtering ordinary people, and increased the throttle and rushed towards the militia.

As an entrance to the Pioneer City, even if the defensive forces are just newly formed militias, there are a lot of firepower, heavy machine guns, howitzers, pillboxes.

After seeing the orc motorcycle rushing over, without the order of the militia captain, all the fire power was immediately opened up and shot at the speeding motorcycle.

Unfortunately, the speed of the motorcycle driven by Greenskin is too fast, and most of the militia's firepower is empty, and even if it hits, those bullets that deal with the human race themselves can only emit a small blood spot on Greenskin's muscles.

The strafing of heavy machine guns was also dodged by the green-skinned driver with a fluttering and S route, and the hit rate of the howitzer was also regrettable, completely on both sides of the motorcycle as an atmosphere group.

The sudden boy on the motorcycle is different, the firepower of his big gun is almost equivalent to a company of militiamen, and in the sound of clicking, the militia was instantly hit to a dozen.

Panic spreads among the militia, who suddenly realize that they are just ordinary mortals, and the enemy they face is the bloodthirsty and terrifying alien greenskin.

The motorcycle broke through the barriers and rushed into the militia's defenses.

The green-skinned driver pulled a device on the motorcycle with his hand, and the rockets mounted on both sides of the motorcycle were launched around, instantly blowing up the militia's defense line into a sea of fire.