I'm a green-skinned tech master

In addition, the Governor of Cornwall sent some new troops to Chuck.

It's not that Cornwall is good to Chuck, he is mainly afraid that Chuck will not be able to hold it, let the greenskin enter the northern hemisphere, and he will be held accountable.

The most powerful of these forces was a fully armored division with a full 700 Riemann Ruth tanks.

In the end, Chuck gathered 80,000 planetary guards, the most powerful of which were used to guard his headquarters and the core area of the city, and the rest were all handed over to the temporarily recruited militia.

Because there were too many militias, it was difficult to equip weapons, and military factories in the cities began to work overtime around the clock to produce weapons and ammunition.

As for the refugees who were coming towards Capello, Chuck sent troops to block them all at key junctions, leaving them to fend for themselves, and resolutely not allowing them to enter Capello.

On the main roads and junctions, Chuck ordered the men to build machine-gun positions, pull up barbed wire, and begin laying mines in large numbers.

This approach simply cut off the livelihood of all southern cities, and it became impossible for refugees to flee north. Chuck's arrangement may not be enough to deal with the onslaught of the green-skinned orcs, but the firepower against ordinary human refugees is just right.

Chuck's idea was simple, he needed to hold Capello for three days until Commissar Kester's Astral Army arrived.

It is better to use people from the southern hemisphere to attract the attention of the greenskins, optimistic estimates that these murderous greenskins are likely to indulge in the massacre of refugees and forget to concentrate on attacking Capello.

The loss of hundreds of millions of lives is far less important in Chuck's heart than his family in the north of the planet. Just like in Peckes' mind, no matter how many humans died, it was far less important than completing the mission assigned to him by the consciousness of the worm's nest.

At an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, the Dumb Air Force composed of hundreds of greenskin fighters is flying under the cover of clouds, and their mission goal is to send Iron Claw Boss and his ruthless boys to the city of Shrimp Boss.

As long as this main task is completed, the greenskin pilots can do whatever they want.

In the center of the fighter group, there are several exceptionally large transport aircraft, and the engines on each wing of the transport aircraft are equipped with 4, and the stomach is as straight as a full-fed jump.

The captain of the air corps, Dufu, flew such a transport aircraft. Because he was idle and bored, the co-pilot of the dull husband chatted with him.

"Captain Dufu, you said that so many planes fly in the sky, and the sound of the engines is loud, will they be discovered by the shrimps."

"Impossible! When pigs fly! The dull man replied very firmly, "I have already thought of this question you mentioned." First of all, they fly so high that the shrimp can't see it very much, and the noise can't be heard.

And he also got a few clever farts from the tech boys, and made them paint blue and white under the plane, the same color as the sky.

"Even if some shrimp look up and see their plane, they will only think that the clouds in the sky are moving." It's called a dumb man, but his brain is very clever!

"But... Shrimp also has radar, and no matter how high they fly, they can see them. Besides, they took off at night, and the blue and white underside of the plane was easier for shrimp to see. The

dull man turned his head and looked at his co-pilot, his eyes full of embarrassment when his stupid plan was debunked. However, soon the dull man covered up his embarrassment.

"Navigator! There are brats who dare to question their captain, what to do! The dumb man roared.

A fart elf climbed down from the turret on the wheelhouse, took a wrench, raised it high, and slammed it heavily on the co-pilot's head.

"Is your brain hard or your wrench hard! Dare to question the captain of the team! The fart scolded loudly.

The orc co-pilot was angry, and he took out a big clicker from under his feet, and he was ready to burst the ass.

The face was stunned by the big click, the fart spirit was distorted by the expression of stunning, and the crying snot and tears were muddled, if not below, it is estimated that they would have peed.

However, he was not stunned by the orc co-pilot, because the nerd man slammed a hot melt gun into the co-pilot's face.

“... Captain... Boss, the flight regulations of the Dumb Air Force say that no one is allowed to bring weapons and bombs into the cockpit to prevent fools from blowing up their planes. The orc co-pilot was stunned by the heat, and his words were a little instigated.

"You have to remember that the flight regulations are all written in unison, and it is obvious that you idiot did not follow the regulations." The dull man said viciously.

Just when the situation was awkward, a red light lit up on the cockpit's console, which seemed to be communication from the warehouse.

Because the dub man and his co-pilot were holding a sudden protrusion, they were in a state where they could wipe the gun and fire at any time, so they didn't care about the red light.

The red light flashed for more than ten seconds, until the roar of the iron claw exploded in the brain.

"Dumb you idiot! Did you get bitten in the ass by Sgouger? I didn't even answer my communications! The Iron Claw Boss was angry, and the Duke had no doubt that if he were by his side, a big bib might have been slapped on his face.

“... It's like this, boss, the cab is a little bit of a small situation. The dull man quickly explained.

"Don't compare it, compare it again, chop you up! Where are we flying now? Haven't flown to the head of the shrimp city yet? You can't fly in the wrong direction, right? The iron claw directly interrupted Dufu's explanation.

"No... No, how could it be, boss, you know the level. Coming soon! Coming soon!

"Preferably really right away! Wait a little longer, and if it's not there yet, I'll knead you into a ball for the big guys to kick! After scolding, the iron claw turned off the psionic communication.

“... Captain Boss," the orc co-pilot, looked at the dull man with begging eyes.

"Hmph, count yourself lucky. Put away the big guns, you quickly position, the iron claw boss has not fought for a day, he is angry. The nerd took the initiative to put away the hot melt gun.

The orc co-pilot also saw the ladder down, put away the big gun, and began to locate it on the radar. And the fart climbed into his turret with a roll, snapped and closed the turret door.

Through the drawings in his hand and the positioner of the plane, the orc co-pilot poked his head out again and looked down through the aircraft window.

The thick clouds seemed to be unable to block his vision, and at such a high height, he could also see the lights of the shrimp city below.

"Captain, with years of experience and superb positioning skills, we should have arrived. Further on, 5 minutes later, you will arrive at the city of shrimp and rice. The orc co-pilot reported.

"Very good, notify all the planes, start descending altitude, prepare to dive, and let the shrimp see what waaagh is from the sky." The nerd man felt his whole body excited.