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And now, in the face of a super-large iron can, the special warfare boys who had no power in their hands were suddenly beaten to the ground, and even the boss with a broken nose did not dare to show his head, and secretly hid among the Oak boys.

And what added fuel to the fire happened, when the Defiant Dreadnought fired two electromagnetic harpoons to nail the two Orcs, and the flamethrower on his right arm spewed hot flames, and when doing the Orc barbecue, the Terminators, painted in light blue and marked with the Venus Blue Shield, stepped on heavy steps, walked in from both sides of the hole in a tactical triangle offensive formation, and used the Storm Burst Machine Gun on their arms to form a new rain of bullets, instantly bursting several special operations boys, and suppressing all the Orcs to the point of immobility.

"Go, go, boys, throw the smoke sticks......"

The Broken Nose Boss who was hiding behind a special operations kid shouted, the Broken Nose Boss had a clear understanding and knew that if they continued to be suppressed, they would definitely be killed, and those special operations boys who were being beaten by the Terminator who walked in slowly, and even couldn't fight back After hearing the boss's order, they suddenly calmed down, and hurriedly took out their long-handled grenades, regardless of the fate of a few companions who were in a hurry to show their heads and be blown up, they got up from the ground one after another, and paid the price of more than a dozen Orcs being killed, Desperately threw the grenade forward.

With a series of muffled sounds, a screen of yellowing smoke enveloped the entire hole, instantly hiding the traces of the Orcs.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, the moment the smoke screen filled and the explosive bullets that suppressed them disappeared, the Broken Nose Boss quickly jumped up and reached out to stick a plaster-like object on the wall next to him.

With a "bang", a hole was blown open in the wall, and a dark yellow light shone in, which made the special operations boys who suffered from the firepower of the space marines very happy, and the broken nose boss turned over and jumped over in embarrassment despite the debris splashed by the explosion, and the remaining few special operations boys who could still move followed the figure of their boss and escaped from the scene of the slaughter through the hole.

And when Rambo and the Terminators walked through the smoke screen and discovered that the hole existed, the remaining Orcs had already fled without a trace.

"These green-skinned boys, they are so fast!"

Rambo was depressed, he grabbed a badly injured Orc who fell to the ground, and threw it against the wall, "pop", and there was an extra tapestry of protein on the wall.

"Elder Rambo, keeping your mood comfortable is good for your body's ......"

Adam Mechanic Sergeant, who is in charge of the maintenance of Rambo's Dreadnought mech, is instructing Rambo to equip the electromagnetic transmitter with an electromagnetic harpoon and holding a metal flaw detector to inspect the body.

Rambo was impatient with Adam's mechanical non-commissioned officer's kindness, but before he could protest, the voice of the fanged veteran on the reconnaissance mission came over the communicator.

"Sir Darius, according to the reconnaissance of our gray hunters, the Orcs are gathering in large numbers in the hall not far away, and it seems that the Orcs have discovered the existence of the team, and they want to surround us."

Darius put on the Iron Rider Terminator helmet in his hand, and the speculum glowed a dark green, indicating that the helmet was working properly, and he ordered.

"Keep the Orcs under surveillance, and report a reconnaissance report every ten minutes."

"Understood, sir, do we need to attack the Orks before they can attack them?"

"Are you sure?"

Darius asked rhetorically.

"No problem, sir!"

The fanged veteran on the other side of the communicator smiled bloodthirsty and confident to show his certainty.

"We are the sons of Ruth! It's not hard for us. ”

"Approved, I just hope you don't hand me a casualty report afterwards."

In a dark corridor on the other side, after the fanged veteran hung up the communicator, he turned his head to look at the space marines surrounding him and said in a deep voice.

"Brothers, have you heard what Chief Darius said, tell me your answer!?"

"Piece of cake, Captain."

"I'm going to say sorry to the greenskins in advance, they're afraid they won't touch me until they die."

"One blood is mine, brothers!"

"Think beautifully, be careful that your blood is not taken by the Orks."

In the gloomy corridor, there was a confident and bloodthirsty frolic, and after a few tall shadows, a few dodges disappeared, leaving only a few mutilated Orc corpses, among which a tall Orc corpse was the most conspicuous, with a dead expression on its face with a broken nose, and its eyes were full of confusion and unwillingness, as if it did not understand how it died until it died.

In a large hall not far away, a large number of noisy Orcs were converging, and their numbers were so large that even this hall the size of a football field seemed crowded.

In the noisy halls, in addition to the heavily armed Orks armed with Oak guns and machetes, there were a large number of farts, screaming and scurrying at the feet of the Oak Kid.

Some of the farts were pushing a small cart full of roasted Scroogo, and they were selling there, and the business of this fart was not bad, and there were many hungry Orcs who were willing to pay a big, sharp, milky white tooth for a Scroogo, and feast their appetites.

Of course, judging from the nature of the Orcs, there are also many reckless Oak boys who are not willing to pay the price, but want to rob hard, not only want to eat Sgurgo alone, but also want to take away the earned teeth on the fart spirit, but at this time, several strong Oak thugs behind the fart spirit will always tell it the truth of obeying the rules, beating it to the point that its nose is blue and its face is swollen, and even the teeth on its mouth will be knocked out as punishment.

And just when the Oak Kid was huddled into a heap, forming a gang, preparing to fight, and the farts jumped up and down, not knowing what the hell they were thinking, the tallest, the largest, and wearing a rough Orc-style heavy armor full of Oak orc-style walked to the center of the hall with a figure-eight step and a horned helmet.

Seeing the Orcs who walked so arrogantly, some of the Orc boys started to talk about it.

"Damn, it's the boss, so arrogant? How did I walk last time, before I got ten meters, I was beaten five times, and my teeth were knocked out of my mouth? ”

"That's right, it's so arrogant, do we want to go up and beat it up later?"

"Agreed, call me when you fight."

"You're crazy, it's the biggest and ugliest chieftain's most trusted overweight boss - the black man, and the power claw in his hand can pinch and kill Oak boys like us."

Hearing that this Oak is a super-heavy boss, the Oak boys who want to beat it up all shrank their heads, their faces are full of fear, although the Oak orcs are born to like to fight, but they are also a race with strict social hierarchies, and they are born to crush people to death at the level of officials, the chief can kill the disobedient boss, the boss can punish the unpleasant boy at will, and the kid can bully the emaciated fart, so that the exploitation and oppression of layer by layer stimulate the self-motivation of the Orcs all the time.

However, at this time, another Orc orc raised a question, stretched out his finger and pointed to the Orc who was only wearing heavy armor on it, and asked.

"The super heavy armor unique to the super-heavy boss, so why doesn't it have it!?"

In the Greenskins, super-heavy armor is almost the equivalent of the Space Marine's Terminator armor, and super-heavy armor is the ultimate status symbol, and only the Chieftain and the Boss who are among the best in melee combat are eligible to wear it.

It's just that compared to the Terminator armor of the Space Marines, the masterpiece of the greenskin technicians, the super heavy armor, pays more attention to weight than quality, which makes these super heavy bosses weigh at least a dozen tons each, and every charge they make on the battlefield can break the opponent's position a bloody path, and the opponent will inevitably die wherever they go, worthy of their status in the green skin.

As soon as the green-skinned boy finished asking the question, several technician boys came out from behind the black man, holding the rough and heavy armor components, and walked quickly to the side of the black man, and quickly put on the armor on it.

And the black boss was also full of smugness and smiles at this time, and with the intention of showing off, he showed the wearing process of the super heavy armor like a steel monster to the Oak boys to watch.

And this naked show-off behavior successfully achieved the effect expected by the black boss of the super heavy armor, almost all the Oak boys looked at the super heavy armor on the black boss with envy and jealousy, and at the same time imagined in their hearts that they would put on the super heavy armor instead of the black boss in their hearts.

For a moment, the whole hall was silent, and all the Oak boys looked at Boss Black intently, and they didn't even notice that some of the fart spirits were up and down on them.

And at this time, the protagonist of the hall, the black boss, was now proud in his heart, and his plan had succeeded, and now none of these boys would disobey his commands, and this kind of ostentatious behavior with a little cunning was learned from the chief.

And just when the black man was desperately pretending to be forced, and the younger brothers below were looking up at the boss pretending to be forced, ten black cylinders with the thickness of an adult's arm were evenly ejected from a corner above the head of the oak group in the dull firing sound of "plopping", and then ten miniature suns rose from above the crowd.

"Oh, my eyes! I can't see anything."

"What, what!!"

Caught off guard, ten flashbangs for the special version of the Space Marine successfully blinded the eyes of most of the Orcs, and tears flowed out of their closed eyelids.

Boss Heifu is worthy of being an Orc who can be a close confidant of the head of the Fanged Clan, and the moment it was blinded, not only did it not roar in panic, but it rolled towards the corner of the wall in its impression for the first time.

Boss Black's actions not only saved him from trampling, but also escaped the attacks of those behind the scenes.

After most of the Orcs were blinded and caused a commotion, ten light blue painted Space Marines emerged from the corner of a hallway, armed with explosive rifles, flamethrowers, grenade launchers, sniper rifles, and explosive heavy machine guns, to slaughter the Orcs in a state of confusion.

As long as each Arrow Bullet hits an Orc, no matter what part it is, the explosives inside the Arrow Bullet will cause the part to leave its owner, causing it to bleed profusely.

In this faucet-like state of bloodletting, even Orks can't last more than two minutes before they lose too much blood and die.

The flamethrower's fiery dragons burned the Oaks, turning them into walking pillars of fire, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt protein.

Even more ferocious was the grenade launcher in the hands of the two gray hunters, this kind of high-powered catapult weapon with a slow rate of fire and curved trajectory became extremely tricky in the hands of these tacticians, and each grenade exploded in the densest crowd of Orks, and the flames that bloomed could always form the greatest lethality, and a dozen Orcs shattered under its firepower.

Orks who have woken up from flashbangs, or who have never been affected, are their first choices, with a nightmarish whistling sound and arcing grenades that will always blow them up in a sauce when they try to strike back.

The gray hunter with a sniper rifle did not join in the slaughter, but occupied the high ground for the first time, concentrating on finding valuable targets, such as Orcs in special costumes, such as the Psionic Kid and the Technician Kid, or a stray bullet villain who sly hides behind his companions and secretly raises the Oak gun or rocket, ready to fight back secretly.

The former is one of the rarer types of Orcs among the Orcs, killing them will weaken the overall combat effectiveness of the Orcs, while the latter will pose a threat to the Space Marines who are shooting, after all, the technology of the Orcs is well-known for its metaphysics, even a simple-looking, rough Orc Gun has the ability to break through the power armor, and the gray hunters who have worn away their reckless temperament will never carelessly give the Orcs a chance to fight back.

The most lethal is still the long-toothed veteran armed with a heavy machine gun, his legs are like steel pillars, nailed deep into the ground, bearing the impact of the explosive firing pin of a large-caliber explosive bullet.

The Holy Medal attached to the upper body swayed with the air pressure of the muzzle of the gun because of the shock caused by the impact, and the arc drawn by the bullet casings formed a golden scene, and a golden, steaming carpet had been laid on the ground more than once.

The muzzle of the huge explosive heavy machine gun flashed with tongues of fire more than a meter long, like the flames spewed out by an evil dragon, vicious and deadly, and the sonic burst of bullets was enough to penetrate the protection of a mortal's bones and muscles, and shatter the internal organs into flesh.

And the rain of bullets fired by the heavy machine gun is even fan-shaped, like a huge and sharp scythe, wantonly harvesting life in the sound of flesh and blood flying and flesh separation.

Flesh and blood blurred human fragments splattered on the ground one by one, and the ejected white bone fragments flew out of it, forming a second damage once again, and a "poof" sound of flesh and blood cracking was splattered in the flesh.

The large-caliber explosive bullets fired by the explosive heavy machine gun are more ruthless than ordinary explosive bullets, and the Oak orcs with tough green skin like body armor will be increased by this explosive bullet, even if they are not really hit, the accompanying shock wave will tear off half of the body from above, and if they are hit head-on, it will produce the effect of separating flesh and bones, and the hard bones of the Oak orcs will be separated from the flesh and blood, forming an effect similar to that of scattered bullets.

The fanged veteran held the handle of the gun with all his might, suppressed the violent vibration with all his strength, so that the muzzle of the blaster heavy machine gun did not jump up, and at the same time, with his right hand as the axis and his left hand as the lever, the blaster heavy machine gun swept left and right, strafing a perfect and brutal fan.

In this short period of time, the Orcs in the hall the size of a football field were slaughtered, and two or three hundred Orcs fell, and as for the elves, whether it was the Space Marines or the Orcs themselves, no one took them seriously, so no one would ever count their casualties.

The piles of corpses, the rivers of blood made Heifu, who had just regained his sight, feel that the corners of his eyes were cracking, and he was furious—I finally pretended to be majestic, and a group of tin cans jumped out and slapped my face, which was too bullying for me.