Orc Tyrant

"They're here again!"

Private Xerothide yelled, his left eye and head were wrapped with gauze, and his body was stained with blood, but at this time there was no wounded on the battlefield.

There are only dead, living, and monsters.

WAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

The Oukes charged from the gunpowder, and the huge figure of Jiaya La stood out among the ordinary boys.

They drove the cannon fodder to rush into battle, pounce on the defenders' guns like a group of vicious dogs, and even use the same kind as physical shields-this is the traditional tactics of Ouke.

"Block them!"

Yadeu ordered, and then on the front line, the heavy machine gun roared, the muzzle leaped and roared with flames.

The battalion's mortar company also joined the battle, and they left the more precious ammunition for this moment.

Their fire was poured on the enemy's charge, causing considerable damage, slowing it down and breaking it up.

Thousands of explosions and shocks left a body torn apart or flying into the air, bright tracers and rocket trajectories intertwined on the battlefield, and a large group of boys wearing simple protective gear were harvested.

However, there must be a future.

The Jiaya Las also fired with big guns and heavy weapons to provide support to small towns with light weapons.

Large-caliber bullets smashed into the sandbags, blew up bricks, and tore the line of defense.

The defenders began to suffer more serious casualties.

This is the third time.

Yadeu thought.

Being able to repel two Ouke’s offenses is enough for him to brag for a lifetime, but the third time seems to be the end?

There are fewer than thirty people left in his company.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

The extremely swift figure suddenly sprayed out from the thick fog, it was the storm team using the rocket backpack.

Like a rocket, they crossed the wide trench with the momentum of thunder and plunged into the line of defense.

Their offensive left the main body of the troops far behind, and immediately started killing with pistols and machetes as soon as they landed. Large groups of soldiers were harvested like mature grains.

The angry machete neighed and split the screaming soldier in half, splattering flesh and blood, and flying across the stump.

"Kick them off!"

Yadeu heard his battalion commander yelling loudly.

A nearby heavy machine gun immediately raised its muzzle and shot down a Storm Boy from mid-air with a string of precise interception fire.

The green skin tumbled to the ground, dragging a stream of black smoke.

Four enemies fell on Yadeu's position, and they unstoppably slew the soldiers stationed here.

The machete cuts the sandbags, cuts the barbed wire, cuts the flesh and blood, and cuts the bones.

"Hold up! Reinforcements will be here soon!"

Yadeu rushed away, and the adjutant marched side by side with him.

They came to the breached line of defense, blood was already flowing on the ground.

Those soldiers who suffered severe wounds and died of blood used their frantic heartbeat to push the slight pulse of overflowing blood. The red creek gurgled down the trenches of the trenches. The trenches were designed to drain rain, but Now the dark red turbulence is pouring into the trench, like rusty water in an iron pipe.

Yadeu rushed into a storm while the other party was busy dismembering a soldier.

"Hold your position!"

Yadeu slammed the lower jaw of the green skin with the **** of his rifle. He knocked the opponent back a step, and then blasted the enemy's torso with the gun several times at close range.

The bullet pierced the storm boy's rocket backpack cleanly and spouted a blazing fireball.

Boom~~~~~~!

The rocket exploded, and Yadeu rushed to the ground in time without being affected.

Then he immediately jumped up, and while continuing to fire, he drew the bayonet with his backhand, rotated it half a circle, and held it firmly.

His adjutant has already started a duel with the second Storm Boy. He swings his rifle and uses a bayonet to face the green-skinned machete. The weapon that has just been massacred is flying away with the flesh and blood of the last victim.

The weapons of both sides collided, and Yadeu's adjutant staggered back.

Storm boy immediately opened fire with his pistol, and the bullet exploded on the side of the adjutant's helmet, throwing him in the sandbag nearby.

The green skin took a step forward, ready to give him another bullet.

Yadeu's pistol roared, and the storm boy was shot in the throat and chest respectively, and two shocks made him stagger back.

The captain ran out of bullets. He put away the gun and held the bayonet in both hands.

He slammed into the opponent's arms, and the bayonet penetrated into the head from the jaw and into the brain.

The storm boy fell to the ground and died while clutching his chin that was almost divided in two.

Yadeu turned around, just in time for the third enemy.

The storm boy swooped at him, and Yadeu noticed that the green leather shoulder armor was covered with a horrible pattern, and many human leg bones and phalanges were hanging from other parts of the armor.

This is the butcher's emblem.

Yadeu used the rifle he picked up to block the tomahawk he was swinging, and sparks flew.

The monster-sized two-handed axe bit the metal frame of the rifle in a burst of hiss. Yadeu warded off the ensuing two attacks, and then the opponent was struck by a machine gun and his body was unstable. Opportunity, a stab sent the bayonet into the opponent's belly.

Although the Storm Boy doesn't have the habit of wearing armor, Ouke's skin itself is extremely tough, and the bayonet is only sent in for a small amount, and then he doesn't move.

Yadeu tried to pull the bayonet out, but it stuck.

And his opponent was also completely enraged, and slashed at the human in front of him with an axe, and Yadeu had to avoid the murder weapon that whispered toward his face.

He was forced to let go of his weapon, leaving it in the green-skinned body.

The Storm boy pounced at him, bent on ending the match.

He held the huge battle axe in both hands and swept left and right, intending to get rid of this already defenseless human.

"Sir!"

A soldier came to cover Yadeu, but the storm boy split him in half in a swirling blood mist.

While the opponent's battle axe was still biting the warrior, Yadeu jumped to the enemy and threw him to the ground empty-handed.

Yadeu tried his best in his life to suppress the storm boy's right arm, preventing him from swinging his tomahawk sharply, then drew out his grenade and squeezed it into the gap in the opponent's backpack.

"WAAAAGH!!!"

The storm boy roared and threw Yadewu away.

The captain also let himself be pushed away.

There is already a pull ring on his index finger...

Boom~~~~!

With a loud noise, the enemy was wiped out.

Some other soldiers reorganized the line of defense. They are still holding on, but the line will eventually collapse.

Hundreds of Legion Boys and Jia Yala have already stepped into the front trenches, and some even flowed along the steep slopes of the trenches towards the traffic trenches behind. The heavy machine guns on the higher terrain could not fire from this angle.

At this moment, the firepower pouring into position 88 is extremely large, and the rain of bullets has caused a large number of casualties, and even the gravel splashed by the bullets is deadly.

"I received a signal!"

The communicator shouted at Yadeu over the roar of the battlefield.

"New signal."

"convey!"

"The one who is about to arrive is Jiu Lian, they are asking for a specific location."

Yadeu took a deep breath.

"Send them the coordinates and tell them that the time is not on our side."