Think of the day: Success is measured by how much health you or your enemies shed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Assemble, assemble me, take a break, and get ready to rush once!!"

Wielding a buzzing chainsaw machete, One-Eye roared to rally the Orks who had once again been defeated from the highlands, gathering together for the next charge.

Although the last charge resulted in two or three thousand Orcs and less than a thousand orcs left, the One-Eyed Boss is not worried that he will be short of manpower, those rocket boys who continue to fly down from the sky are a good supplement, and although the area around this basin has been completely blocked by bombardment from orbit, any reckless brat will be blown to ashes when they pass on a large scale.

The dense tropical jungle around the basin prevented the possibility of a large-scale march of the Orcs, but it also provided excellent cover for the scattered small orcs to pass through these covers unharmed, and under the orders of the chief, they could enter the basin smoothly and come to reclaim their junkyards.

And just when the Orcs stopped, there was a steady stream of Orcs around noisily gathered around, and the One-Eyed Boss appeared at this time, using his fists and curses to maintain his majesty and authority as the boss.

It's just that half an hour later, the number of the Orc army rose again, there were two or three thousand Orcs gathered, they roared, cursed, the Orcs who came up again felt that they had a great advantage, and were ready to attack again, and at this time, another group of Orcs also approached, their number was no less than the boys under the One-Eyed Boss, and there were even two red-painted second-hand cars among them, which made the One-Eyed Boss very jealous.

Under the blockade, it is obviously extremely difficult to ensure the integrity of the second-hand carts when you want to load the carts with those round iron lumps and then parachute down, and the dense tropical jungle and soft ground in the surrounding basin are obviously not suitable for the carts to drive, which leads to the fact that although the number of Orcs in the basin is very large, there are hundreds of thousands of Orcs at all times, but their vehicle power is extremely scarce, and the few carts have been divided by those bosses with their fists. One-Eye also used to have a second-hand cart converted from a small shrimp Riemannus Ruth tank, but since the last attack, it was beaten into a ball of molten iron by the iron cans on the high ground with laser cans.

Therefore, it is needless to say how jealous the one-eyed boss is of the new boss next door, and driven by this jealousy, he decides to preemptively start launching "WAAAAGH !!" against the tin cans on the high ground.

“WAAAAAGH!!!”

"Captain, those Orcs are up again......"

Gavin, who had just finished communicating with the Emperor's Scythe Warband, walked over to the firing port, looked at the Orks with excellent farsightedness, and was ready to charge again.

From the capture of the No. 1 high ground to now, Gavin has been here for almost 12 hours, the Orc orcs who have fallen on this high ground have forty or fifty thousand Orc orcs, their blood has completely moistened this land, casually anywhere in this highland, there are the corpses of Orc orcs, this number is so large, the blood they bring is collected, and a red stream has been formed along some low terrain, pouring downward.

Even so, these Orcs with thick brains and small brains are still fearless to move upward, even in the previous battle, they have just retreated under the guns of the Space Marines, and then after an hour or half later, these Orks will regain their morale and attack again.

If it weren't for the Watchman Warband fleet in orbit that could use the teleportation and airborne compartment of the Reze Think Tank to drop some ammunition, Heights One would have run out of ammunition by this time.

And just like these Orcs that Gavin is facing now, these greenskins are walking on the corpses of their companions, their faces are full of indifference, their scarlet eyes look at the ruined bunkers on the high ground and even a little eager to try, several fat Orcs even hold bagpipes and blow wildly, a strange and terrifying sound comes from the long nose of this creature like a flute, and the orcs are happily dancing into the battlefield in the "music".

Seeing that the one-eyed boss took the lead in attacking, and the other Oak boss who had a second-hand car couldn't sit still, it urged his boys to follow behind the one-eyed boss's boys, regardless of whether the width of the highland could stay so many Orc orcs, and also killed them together, the roaring second-hand car shook off bits and pieces along the way, and the black smoke from the earth-made engine had blackened half of the sky.

"Boom ......"

At this moment, the sky is not beautiful, the sky is suddenly floating dark clouds cover the sky, and the dense dripping raindrops and dull rolling thunder are perfect for people to know the fickle rainy temper of the tropical rainforest.

The Orcs don't care if it's raining during the war, their rough skin and thick physique won't catch a cold or get sick, and this kind of disease that only weak shrimp will appear in the powerful Orcs.

The big-footed Orcs trampled on the wet dirt, splashing a large cloud of rain and blood, and at the same time, it also alarmed the corpses, groups of green-headed flies, they wanted to escape, but the downpour wet their wings, and they could no longer support the round size of the sucking suck, so that they flew again, and could only helplessly swell slowly on the ground, and then crushed by countless green big-footed girls.

Jace, on the top floor of the bunker, stood next to his plasma cannon, helplessly looking through the firing port at the pouring rain outside.

This heavy rain not only blocked the view of the attackers and defenders, but also made the rockets scurrying in the sky and Jace's plasma cannon unusable.

As a last resort, Jace abandoned the plasma cannon and ripped his hammer from behind his back, intending to fight off the Orcs in melee combat as they rushed up.

However, Jace didn't hear the rolling thunder in the pouring rain that was a little different, but Gavin noticed, a smile on his lips.

"Attention everyone, now prepare for a counterattack, our reinforcements are about to arrive!!"