Orc Tyrant

The light of dawn became a little brighter, but the clouds were still thick and dark, and the branches cast heavy shadows.

The soldiers were also very good at hiding their positions from the light source, and the sound of the fire fighting still came from outside the forest line.

Suddenly, the voice of Captain Mars calling for the second row broke the static sound in Basse's ears:

"Janderks, where are you? Did you kill those **** rocket gunners?"

"It's being executed, sir, but I'm having some trouble."

"Understand, sergeant, the same is true on this side of the road, but you have to keep moving. A company of people is in trouble and they are suppressed. You must divert the greenskin fire from them and let them go into the woods."

The whole regiment unfolded quickly. Bather did not hide behind. He led a company to the right side of the road, from where he could see the open ground between the dark tree trunks in front.

In the open area, an armored vehicle overturned in the middle of the road, and black smoke poured into the air from its burning tail compartment like a huge wave.

A huge silhouette mixed with cables and right-angled edges was tearing the bare bottom of the vehicle with a weapon similar to a tool, and bullets from soldiers on the roadside embankment shot at it.

There was a chain of trapped places where Bather was.

"Who is firing at that Okker boss?"

The colonel roared in the intercom:

"You're wasting your **** time. Rifle bullets don't wear such thick armor. I need a heavy machine gun to fire at it. Where the **** is going?"

"Here, sir!"

Shouted a low voice on the right,

"The machine gun squad is in the woods east of you."

Bather looked at Flem, he was a big man, so big that he almost broke his black breastplate, and the fabric of his coat was tightly stretched on his muscular arms.

When he took the heavy water-cooled machine gun and was about to fire on the boss, Bather saw the power of that muscle. This oversized gun usually requires a team of three to set up, and this guy picked it up by himself.

"Ready, sir!"

"Fix it!".

Da Da Da~~~!

When the heavy machine gun fired, the thunderous noise shook the falling leaves on the branches above their heads, and the surrounding trees were illuminated white by the muzzle flames.

Bather watched carefully from the shelter.

He saw the huge Ouke tremble as the machine gun bullet hit its armor plate one after another, bursting with blue sparks with every impact.

Then the rain of bullets found a weak point—the armor on the side of the monster was the thinnest.

The projectile penetrated the metal and sank deeply into the green flesh, causing the fatal injury to make the green skin roar.

After the machine gun stopped firing, the green skin looked down at its tattered body in disbelief, and then fell from the scrapped armor to the ground below.

"Who is that, good job!"

Bather called out loudly:

"You just killed the boss of this **** gang. This will make the rest of you better."

Then he issued a new order.

"I need four in a row to go forward with me and flanking those rocket shooters"

The correspondent with the radio on his back called out,

"Have you heard, the fourth company commander? The commander ordered you to go forward and eliminate the Rocket player Ou Lai!"

"Roger that!"

One end of the communicator responded quickly.

"Silian, move forward now!"

Bather and the entourage wizard stood up and rushed towards the mud-covered roadbed along with the soldiers of the Second Company. A few oddly shaped red orc tattered trucks appeared in front of them. Rockets were fired from the shelter.

"We are behind them, sir!"

Bather could see the fart crews of those vehicles loading more heavy rockets into the launcher in groups, some crazy little figures among them were jumping up and down noisily, obviously eager to ride on the back of the rockets and blow themselves up. Smashed.

Afterwards, he turned to the fourth company commander who arrived beside him and asked:

"How do you plan to fix them, Captain?"

"An explosion, sir."

The other party answered briefly, his voice sounded like he was grinning under the scarf.

"I guess it's time to open up these paste heads, don't you?"

Then he turned to his men.

"Cluster grenade ready?"

Five soldiers answered in the affirmative and came to their chief.

"Five warriors, four rocket launch vehicles, great, Krocky, you stay here as a reserve team. The others set the timer to 5 seconds, and put a grenade on those broken vehicles, you just Give me full speed back here, understand? Don’t stop and attack the enemy. The rest of us will provide cover firepower. Your task is to throw things out and run back like a mad dog."

"Understood, sir!"

The five commandos answered after allocating grenades.

When the greenskins focused their attention on the company on the opposite road, the blaster of the fourth company was ready for a surprise attack on the rocket launcher.

"right now!"

The fourth company commander snarled fiercely, and five soldiers rushed across the forest line. Each of them chose a corresponding target.

Bather stared at each warrior intently. They threw their inventory on the rocket launcher and turned back to the hiding place.

The squad of farts noticed the sound of metal crashing, they turned their heads, and started shooting with shoddy pistols at people who were running back to the forest line.

"Fire!"

With an order, Bu Qi shot out a dazzling fire, tearing the ugly deformed green face in half.

A fart successfully hit the thigh of the last person, and he fell a few meters in front of Bather with a scream.

The colonel jumped out of the bunker without hesitation, grabbed the man's collar and dragged it towards him.

The fart spirit turned to aim at him, and the pellets hit him, splashing mud.

The wounded sobbed when the rain of bullets hit them, and Bather noticed that the man's eyes were rolled up, and he was helpless.

So Bather turned and prepared to jump back into the cover of the forest line, but at this moment, the bomb rang deafeningly.

For a few seconds, the whole world melted into the white flashes, and he plunged his face into the mud when the heat wave of the rocket bomb exploded.

After a while, a hand grabbed his coat and pulled him back to cover. It was his entourage wizard:

"Are you all right, sir?"

Bather nodded, the mud on his face made him look a little funny:

"I'm fine thank you."

At this time, the other companies had already surrounded the greenskins in a roundabout way. Seeing that the time had come, Bather immediately shouted in the communicator:

"All go forward, hit them sideways, cover the offensive route with the smoke of burning debris, all companies are ready to advance!"

Bather drew the command sword from the scabbard and moved his steps to join the charge.

"Holy Father Bless!"

The soldiers held their guns tightly:

"Holy Father Bless!"

Taking a deep breath, Bather roared in the loudest voice:

"Boys, charge!"