Orc Tyrant

"10 seconds!"

The driver of the giant helicopter yelled, and the noise made by the violent shaking when the fuselage passed through the anti-aircraft line of fire made his words almost hard to distinguish.

The passengers in the cabin were all shrouded in red dim light. It is conceivable that when the assault is fully deployed, what kind of impression they will leave on the soldiers in the Shadow City-punishment from the sky.

"What does our landing point look like?"

But unlike other helicopters, this helicopter is more special, not only because of its larger size, but also because it carries the commander of the entire airborne force.

Uquet, Lame Luo's most trusted frontline commander, is also the actual commander of the entire airborne fleet.

At this moment, he is more than three meters tall, wearing a relatively lightweight thin steel armor, holding the short-handled machine gun hanging on his shoulders in one hand, holding the cabin with the other hand, and sticking out the open hatch, staring at the strong wind and looking down at the already covered by flames and thick. Smoke-covered city.

Hearing Uquet's words, the driver glanced at the display screen hanging above his head.

"The place is wrong! But we will reach the destination, but not in the middle of the bullseye... Damn! I hate this thing, a dirty car is much better than this garbage!"

Uquet did not reply, he kept staring down.

With the gradual decrease in altitude, the small rockets mounted on both sides of the helicopter began to roar and shoot. Although there was no accuracy, the coverage was wide enough.

However, the noise was also loud, and he could barely hear the driver's voice.

After the rocket lights up, the cabin trembles and the temperature starts to rise.

Uquet suffered in the last few minutes. There was only noise around him. He couldn't see the enemy he was about to fight against. Before the helicopter landed, his fate was completely out of his own hands.

Perhaps the poorly skilled driver is right. Compared with this way of falling from the sky, every soldier should prefer to sit in a solid, thick dirty tank and go to the battlefield.

But Lame Luo ordered the troops to attack with helicopters.

He did the reason, the right reason, Uquet had to admit that compared to gnawing on those fortresses built on weird slopes and cliffs, this kind of offensive defense saves time and effort.

Uquet envisioned the helicopter landing in his mind, and the moment the hatch blasted open, he prepared himself.

He held his gun tightly, and checked his serrated knife for the tenth time in the scabbard around his waist.

Uquet and his boys are ready.

"3 seconds, boss!"

Less than a second later, the floor under Uquet's feet hit something under the huge impact, causing his head to slam backwards.

Then those noises disappeared without a trace, and everything fell into darkness.

Then, ignoring his still shocking senses, he stepped directly out of his leg and immediately went to the airport and stepped into the flames of war.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! ! !

Uquete hardly stopped when he killed the first enemy.

The armor of the deceased was shining and colorful like obsidian, and the blade of his long-handled weapon was made of the same material, and the entire Shadow City seemed to be made of this material.

The dead soldier covered his face with a leather mask, and the triangular teeth gleamed like jewels on the position of his mouth.

"go away!"

Uquet kicked the corpse away and drew the sword out. The blood was smoking on the sawtooth, and the soldier collapsed on the ground.

A marble arcade above him was reddened by the rising sun, and dust and sand swirled around the helicopter he had just jumped out of.

The main palace of the City of Shadows stood in front of him, huge and shocking, like a flower made of stone, the central tower was a stamen, and the surrounding granite part was covered with gorgeous flower petals.

It's just an ominous black lotus.

More helicopters fell behind him, and the square in front of the north gate of the palace was Uquet’s main target.

The cabin of a helicopter next to it suddenly opened, or was torn apart, and a scrap metal mecha came out of the red cabin, and his rapid-fire gun had begun to rotate in search of the target.

"Boys!"

Uquet yelled that there was a communicator hanging from his neck. These communicators were connected to the horns on all helicopters so that his commands would hover in the sky with the helicopters.

"Assemble to me!"

As he was talking, Uquet caught a glint of stained glass inside the palace, and there was movement behind the stone flying gallery in the entrance hall.

More palace guards recovered from the shock of the raid, but unlike Uquet's expectations, they did not scream or beg for mercy.

They didn't even run away, or numbly motionless in shock.

In a terrible battle cry, the palace guards launched a charge.

Uquet laughed, very happy to meet a tough opponent.

He stretched out his machete and ran towards the enemy, and the Oker boys who jumped out of the helicopter followed him closely, ready to go.

Thousands of palace guards rushed towards them, their armors looked elegant and luxurious, formed a line in front of the Oukes, levelled the blade spears in their hands, and fired together.

What they fired is not a bullet.

Bang Bang Bang~~~~!

The scorching silver needle filled the space around Uquet, leaving craters on his shoulder and leg armor, and piercing his body.

Boss Oak raised his knife arm to cover his head, and the silver needles hissed like acid when they hit his blade.

This fake star dart has strong penetrating power and is specially used to kill heavy armored targets. The defenders of the Shadow City are not unprepared, but Uquet is very lucky.

Under his armor, there is a leather jacket. The material of this leather jacket comes from a deep-sea beast. It is one of Lame’s prey. Its skin has incredible toughness. Lame uses its skin to make some clothes. And rewarded to the most loyal subordinates.

Uquet is one of them.

But the other kids are not so lucky.

"It hurts!!!"

A boy wearing a thick iron plate fell down beside Uquet, one arm was melted, his body was bubbling, and he could only roll on the ground.

"Do them!!"

Uquet yelled and charged with a white-hot silver needle.

The sound of Ok and the palace guards finally colliding together was as deafening as a million windows shattered at the same time, and the scream of the muzzle was replaced by the blast of a knife slashing on the armor and a close shot of a large-caliber machine gun.

"It's over!"

Uquet's first knife cut off the handle of a bladed gun and tore open the throat of the man in front of him.

Lost eyes glared at him, blood pouring from the guard's broken neck, Uquet laughed and pulled off his opponent's helmet to taste his death more clearly.

Beside him, a flamethrower spit out a liquid tongue, enveloping a human soldier in flames from head to toe, but the man continued to fight, slashing his blade gun deep into the body of a kid Ouke , Until another kid cut off the soldier's head with an axe.

The will and strength of these soldiers made Uquette mistakenly think that he was fighting another war gang.

They are nothing like human beings.