"Click~~~" A crisp and pleasant sound of mechanical operation was heard in a hidden bunker above the position, and three soldiers dressed in the uniforms of the Wehrmacht scouts were fiddling with a scope. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A middle-aged veteran with a face full of vicissitudes put his eyes on the observation hole and picked up the communicator and brought it to his mouth.

"Hey~Hey! I'm number 3, call the artillery command, can the artillery command hear! ”

"I'm the artillery command, I heard it very clearly here on the 3rd, please speak!"

"I'm number 3, shelling mission! Dense position xxxx, coordinates xxx-xxx, distance --xxxx, enemy tanks are advancing, request to destroy enemy tanks, corrections will be made! “

"Understood! First do a round of calibration, please 3 correct! ”

Arranged on the artillery position behind the Galen position, behind the ten open-top petrified lizard guns, an artilleryman was busy turning the barrels of the self-propelled guns, and the towering barrels were neatly pointing in a certain direction.

"Fire !!"

"Knock~Knock~~~~~"

As the artillery ensign roared, all the barrels of the self-propelled guns erupted with a deafening roar, and ten large-caliber seismic cannon shells were fired, flying towards the Orc army in front of the position.

"Kaz~Kaz~" In the friction of machinery, the Orc Crusher's overweight tank still roamed in the ruins, and a large number of Orc orcs supported it in front of it, and a series of fart tanks and Orc second-hand tanks were like horses, not daring to surpass the orc heavy boss standing on the roof of the tank.

"Woo woo !!" Just as the Oak boss on the roof of the Crusher's overweight tank was enjoying cheers and envious glances, a whistling sound broke through the air.

"Boom Boom Boom~~~~" Ten seismic cannon shells smashed 20 meters in front of the Crusher's heavy tank, and the violent explosion tore apart a large group of butt spirits and orc chopping boys huddled together. The seismic cannon equipped on the petrified lizard self-propelled gun is just like its name, the cannonball it fires in addition to the explosive effect, there is also a strong vibration effect, it is the particularity of this artillery, any cannonball hit by the cannonball, no matter what it is, as long as the defense does not withstand its damage, it will show a state of shattering. Even this seismic cannon can fire a kind of ground motion cannonball that is difficult to produce, and the area that is bombarded is really like an earthquake, the ground shakes and the mountains shake, and no matter what kind of defensive fortress it is, it will be destroyed in this man-made natural disaster.

A strong vibration came from the front of the Crusher's overweight tank, stopping its advance, and the swaggering Oak Boss who stood on it was directly blown down by the ground vibration and air waves, "Smack~" An unlucky fart squatted under the Crusher's overweight tank in order to avoid the explosion, and the Oak Boss who was smashed down was directly smashed into a puddle of flesh.

Rising from the ground, Oak felt that he had lost face in front of the boy, and he thundered with his power claw embedded in his right arm and grabbed an eyeless fart and strangled him, venting his anger in the blood and flesh, and then Oak climbed back onto the Crusher's heavy tank.

"All attack, I'm going to shred all the little shrimp in front, boys, charge me!! waaaagh!!” Boss Oak, who was in charge of this attack, raised the Oak gun in his hand and pointed forward.

“waaaagh!!” A large number of Orks received the order and rushed forward with a scream, and some of the Orks drove their modified motorcycles, past all the Orks, and rushed to the Bean Sprouts Nest first.

Boss Oak angrily tapped the turret with the power claw in his hand, "Speed up!" Hasten! Hurry up, I'm going to kill all the little shrimps!! ”

Under the orders of Boss Oak, the engine of the Crusher overweight tank increased its horsepower, allowing the Crusher overweight tank to fly forward in the ruins full of obstacles, and some of the slower Orcs could not even keep up with the Crusher overweight tank.

The imposing Crusher Heavy Tank led a large number of Ork tank groups towards the Defenders' positions.

At this moment, the veteran artillery observer who was in the concealed bunker calmly calculated the distance of the Orc tank and picked up the communicator.

"I'm number 3, call the artillery command, please answer if you receive it!"

"Artillery command received! Please speak on the 3rd! ”

"I'm number 3, shelling mission! Rapid fire, dense position xxxx, coordinates xxx-xxx, distance --xxxx, enemy tanks are moving fast, request to destroy enemy tanks, corrections will be made! ”

"Understanding !!"

"Woo woo woo ~ ~~~" In the sky above the Orc Orc tank was the whistling of shells again, and in this shelling, the luck of the Orc was not so good. The cannonball smashed straight into the center of the Orc tank.

"Boom, boom~~~" The continuous explosion blew away a fart tank, and the Orc standing near the explosion was even more shocked and shattered by the internal organs, and then blown out by the shock wave.

"Speed up and ignore the harassment of Little Shrimp! Burn the wind!!! In the rain of artillery, countless brave Oak boys accelerated their pace, broke away from the cannon fodder farts group, and rushed towards the position.

In the next ten minutes, the Oak tank group advanced bravely in the artillery attack, suffered great losses, more than a dozen fart tanks and Oak second-hand tanks were damaged in the explosion and could not move forward, and there was even a second-hand armored vehicle modified from the Rhino armored car, which was unlucky to be directly hit by a large-caliber shell The hull was directly hit, and then in the flames formed by the explosion, the unstable Oak engine was further detonated, and the "boom" turned into parts and disappeared.

The Orc Runaway Kid was the first to rush into the battle for a thousand meters.

"Whoa・~~~・" The howling rampant boys activated the weapons on the car in the thrill of extreme speed, and one by one the barrels and barrels of guns rose from the car and aimed ahead, more than 20 Orc orc motorcycles were about to launch an amazing charge, and continuous smoke and dust spread behind the convoy.

"Little shrimps! Die~~~~~" An Oak leader who led all the rampaging boys raised his loudspeaker, and the loud sound spanned thousands of kilometers to terrorize the Wehrmacht soldiers.

"Hahahahahaha~~~"

"Whew~~~"

All the rampaging boys shouted at their leader, and then, after a little preparation under the leader's orders, they turned the accelerator to the maximum, and in the midst of a violent roar, launched "waaaagh!!" Charge.

(I moved my luggage to school today, I have time in the dormitory at night, and now I am tired to update a chapter, please forgive me if the quality is not good!) ）