Orc Tyrant

The Black Flag Jiaya La of the Bloodfang Legion launched the third wave of offensive towards the Little Dome Mountain.

Ventanus, Jano Chives and Ruben jointly maintained the line of defense and held the main peak and the circular defensive circle. However, most of the Dome Mountain has been gnawed beyond recognition by artillery fire, and the entire mountain has been flattened. A few meters away.

If it hadn't been for a large number of anti-cannon holes and underground bunkers, it might have long been unable to hold on, but Jano Chives also moved the command post underground.

The second wave of offensive almost broke through the final defense and pushed them back down the mountain, but the fierce counter-attack firepower of the Citizen Temple hunting team finally turned the tide.

Jano Chives understands that the third wave of offensive is bound to be the key.

He could already see that a group of Storm Boys swooped towards the top of the mountain where the two sides had been fighting for a long time, while the other group circled to the south, bypassing the frontal defense and attacking. Their intention must be to launch a surprise attack on the artillery position.

Jano Chives is determined to fight to the end, but he understands that the line of defense will eventually collapse, which is predictable and unavoidable.

This is only related to quantity, which is a very realistic practical possibility.

But he was still clinging to a glimmer of hope, and clinging to the news from his division-don't let that become another lie or trick.

If it's not a lie, let them hurry up, let them move fast, let them arrive here before it's too late.

In addition to directing, Jano Chives was praying.

He knew that the offensive was coming.

Oak came to the battlefield again, and the roar became so loud that Jarno Chives felt that the vibration of the sound and the breathing of countless beasts were enough to disperse the dense fog.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

The enemy used rockets, mortars and medium-sized artillery to launch a more violent bombardment on the Dome Mountain.

The shells made large holes in the already soft soil, or fell into the trenches, allowing the soldiers to escape.

There are reports of hearing the sound of tracks in the thick fog, which means that part of the shelling came from enemy tanks or self-propelled artillery.

But Jano Chives heard nothing: he had been in a fierce battle, and his hearing had been dulled by the roar of the battlefield.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

The storm boys screamed to the ground again, their rocket backpacks spitting out roaring blue flames.

Yamashita Oak’s charge trampled the destroyed fortifications underfoot, and a part of the bunker exploded and collapsed in the flying dust and rubble.

The defenders are ready for the shock.

"Are those reinforcements dead!?"

Ruben cursed, and his golden-red hair was covered with blood.

A scarlet behemoth-like dirty car tank emerged from the thick fog outside the trench and turned its muzzle to the western defense line. A large number of black flags and fangs surrounded the huge body of the tank.

The super-heavy tank used a siege weapon to aim, the artillery screamed and positioned, and its side baffle and armor were painted with ugly Ok smiley faces and large pieces of things that looked like distorted text.

"Damn..."

Reuben, who refused to admit defeat, understood that the battle scale finally tilted heavily towards Ok.

But the close combat has begun, and there is no time to worry about the tank.

He was busy repelling two Storm Boys, one of them stabbed him in the thigh, and the other charged with a battle axe.

The relatively narrow space restricted the swing range of the battle axe, but the green skin still killed two soldiers and an officer.

A wolverine wizard covered him behind the war witch, using a weather-beaten metal shield to block off the battle axe. The decoration on the shield has been completely annihilated, leaving countless scratches, nicks, and bare metal.

Reuben rushed forward immediately, the sword rod collided with another Ok's hammer, and the Wolverine wizard swept the face of the enemy holding the battle axe with a long sword.

The two enemies were temporarily pushed back, but Ruben did not relax.

He is always paying attention to that tank.

"what!"

Suddenly, with a low growl, the wolverine got a move.

The battle axe bypassed his battle shield and slashed on the shoulder armor. Although it could not completely bite through the armor and tear the flesh and blood below it, the damage was still very serious, affecting the movement of the entire arm.

The wolverine wizard tried to remedy it, but he lost his balance.

As the enemy withdrew his tomahawk, he involuntarily fell to the side.

Therefore, he failed to dodge the second attack swinging to his chest.

"Well……"

In an instant, the wound was dripping with blood, and the fierce force knocked him to the ground, as if the entire axe blade was buried in his chest.

Reuben could not withdraw to protect his fallen comrades. He was entangled by another guy, and the storm boy with a tomahawk was about to step forward to solve his opponent.

"Go away!!"

The captain of the fifteenth hunting squad, Grevas appeared in time and slammed Ok's head from the side with a flashing iron fist, smashing the helmet like a tin foil box with rations.

Then he pulled the fallen Wolverine up, and took a moment to pull the battle axe out of the Wolverine's heavy armor, but his injuries could no longer continue to fight.

Ruben noticed all this, but he was more focused on killing his opponent.

Rage guided his sword. After separating the actions of two phantoms that deceived the opponent, he used a long sword to pierce the storm boy's helmet and cut off the right half.

The green skin fell to the ground and died, his head resembling an anatomical example.

"Ha...Ha..."

Lu Ben could feel his body temperature boiling like a high fever.

Since the start of the battle, he has been injured in eight places, including a cut to the right thigh muscle, a fractured forearm, and a broken little finger.

Others are falls and concussive bruises.

But what's more serious is that the mental exhaustion, the witchcraft he uses today, is more than the sum of the past three years.

His metabolism has greatly increased, trying to make up for what he needs to fight, trying to suppress or delay pain, trying to maintain peak physical performance, and trying to speed up healing and repair.

But the huge consumption of energy has caused his body temperature to rise by several degrees, rapidly burning the body's fat reserves, as well as the drugs that have just been taken.

He knew that he would soon need additional analgesics to maintain an excellent combat state.

He glanced at the tank again, a little surprised.

Why did it not fire? why--

Suddenly, the tank started its powerful engine, spewed a cloud of black exhaust gas, and began to reverse quickly.

Lu Ben could hear the sound of the track, the huge body trembled, the main turret began to turn to the left, and the artillery gradually raised.

The large group of Jiaya La who gathered around hurriedly scattered to avoid being crushed to death by the urgent displacement of the tank.

What is it doing? Is it turning? Is it turning?

Reuben noticed something in the thick mist, coming from the northwest.

Boom~~!

The tank ignited its deadly artillery, and a violent impact came from the muzzle, shaking up a large area of ​​dust around it.

The next second, the cannonball plunged into the dense fog, leaving a spiral trajectory slowly dissipating.

But Ruben didn't hear it hit anything.

Then he heard the sound of counterattack.