Stratholme God

  Chapter 162 'Half crossing and hitting' (2 more) (seeking monthly ticket)

   It was a loud bang that shook the earth.

  “Boom—”

   A long, high-pitched wind pierced through the sky.

The    shell accurately landed less than fifty meters in front of Orgrim.

   In front of him, the wooden bow of an original Kul Tiras warship shattered, and a large number of wood chips turned into scythes of the **** of death, harvesting the lives of the orcs on the dock beside the bow.

   A large number of orcs were bloodied, and before they could scream, they fell to the ground or fell into the water.

   After the terrifying cannonball penetrated the bow of the ship, the remaining momentum did not disappear, and it blasted into the white jade offshore pier full of artistic atmosphere and finely crafted by the high elves.

  The entire pier began to vibrate slightly, and a "click" sound spread from the depths of the pier, like the sound of a plaster sculpture being forcibly broken. The sound went from inside to outside, from small to loud, followed by a crisp cracking sound.

On the four-meter-wide pier approach bridge, a half-meter-wide crack appeared in everyone's sight. The entire Yangfan Port was torn apart.

   "Long--"

  Two-thirds of the 30-meter-long offshore pier was connected to most of the approach bridge, and the orcs waiting to board the ship fell into the icy waters together.

   "Ahhhh!"

   "Help! I don't want to die!"

   "Water, ahem, I can't swim—"

   The screams that were boiling because of the first air raid, suddenly went up a step, and there were chaotic and noisy human voices everywhere, and the terrible sound waves could almost tear people's eardrums.

   "Calm! Calm—" The big chief's loud voice was always useful in the past, but at this moment it lost its due power.

   Orcs who drink demon blood are the worst at being calm.

   They pushed and swung their weapons frantically at the invisible enemy, causing even greater confusion.

In the    chaos, Orgrim caught a glimpse of a familiar and burly figure: "Kashdrak! Kashdrak! Take your Black Scar clan out of the port first, and set up a defense in the port!"

  The Black Scars clan is an ancient orc clan, and its fighting power is really good.

Unexpectedly, Kashdrak refused: "Put your dirty face, Orgrim! You have abandoned the sworn allied Zujin and his trolls, abandoned the blue feather, the broken tooth elephant Those second-rate clans, do you still want to abandon the Black Scars clan now? No! Never!"

   "No! It's just..." Orgrim retorted subconsciously.

"Don't lie to me! There's nothing you can do about that army called [Stratholme]! The prey you've hit every day is getting smaller recently! It's because the hunting grounds we control are getting smaller! Also! Gul'dan is Really betrayal? Did the Black Hand brothers really hunt them down?" The rugged orc chieftain was clearly out of control.

  When he lost his trust in the Warchief, Orgrim said nothing!

   "No, then..."

   "The Black Scars Clan will never stop! We will take our lives!" Kashdrak raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, grab the boat!"

"Oh oh oh--"

   The Black Scars clan's looting act immediately deepened the chaos on the scene.

   At this moment, more shells cut through the sky and blasted into the dock area in a high parabola.

   Too accurate!

  Except for one shot that hit a cruiser, splashing a six-meter-high water column without causing substantial damage, the rest of the shells either landed on the battleship or hit the dock.

   All the orcs were stunned, the huge crater stimulated their optic nerves.

As the shells shook the pier, more large cracks appeared, and more than ten times the number of small cracks also began to appear on the ground. The two offshore piers shattered into countless pieces in an instant, and the roars swayed with the roar. The open waves sank into the water together.

   It’s not so much that the cannon hits accurately, but that the timing of the attack that McDonald chose was too spicy.

   Just in time when one third of the people got stuck on the boat.

   is replaced by military, which is more like the so-called 'half-crossing'.

  Here, receiving the real-time communication from the scout operator, McDonald patted Willy on the shoulder: "Okay, then you don't need to be so accurate. Let your apprentice aim and fire casually."

   Gunner Willie is indeed a man full of gunnery talent!

  Only by the test gun near the Northland Fortress, he was able to shoot this semi-finished 105mm howitzer into his soul one by one without calibrating.

Do not!

   More than one shot.

   The five test cannons that he adjusted the star all hit the target area.

   This is not a direct hit to the eye.

   The location of the artillery regiment under McDonald's is more than 5 kilometers southwest of Yangfan Port. To come to Yangfan Port, it must first make a large circle from the southeast, with a distance of more than 9 kilometers.

   On the shelling route, there is also a 100-meter-high hill, which must be shot in a curved trajectory to allow the shells to bypass the hill and then fly to the port.

  This kind of unstable shelling, if you turn it up one degree, there is a high probability that the shells do not know where to go.

   Because the initial velocity of the howitzer is not fast, it is a curved shot, and the wind speed is also counted.

  In this day and age, this is definitely a shelling of the difficulty factor.

   But hit is hit!

At this moment, the sky over the port seems to be divided into two distinct sides. The central area is clear and bright. The clouds in the entire area reflect the red fire from the ground, while the surrounding is a dark and dark curtain. pinch out.

   In fact, the battle situation is indeed very similar.

  The shelling continued to spread throughout the port, allowing the heat and flames to spread rapidly.

   Orgrim's only fortunate is that there are not many giant cannons with extremely exaggerated ranges, such as human beings, adding up to five or six.

   After the initial panic, the evacuation work can actually continue.

   The key is, who will break the post.

   Orgrim found the Bladewind and Whiteclaw clans.

   Originally, these two clans did not come to Azeroth in history. It's just that the White Claw clan was annihilated because of their sympathy for Durotan and his Frostwolf clan.

   As the more capable first-line clan, they have been brought in the main force as the main force.

   Regarding the order of the Great Chief, the two chiefs no doubt had him, and accepted the order a little foolishly. They, who had been lining up outside the port, turned around and greeted them outside the port. Then they saw a large number of human soldiers start to slaughter out of the woods.

   The orcs don't feel anything yet. If there are human nobles, they will definitely scold Mai and someone as a big dog.

   In order to preserve the physical strength of the soldiers, all the soldiers came here tonight wearing their armors and riding in a carriage.

   They got off the car at a distance of nearly two kilometers from the two clans, formed a squadron, held torches, and slowly walked out of the woods.

   The whole process is unhurried and not messy at all.

   (end of this chapter)