Orc Field, Planet SR1401

In the 700 meters of sand outside the Great Wall of the border, Luthor lay down in the sand. The hot sand and gravel were turned up by him, and he was in the slightly warm sand layer below, and his backpack was hidden on the back of the dune, and the whole person looked like a sand scorpion, only half of his head was exposed.

"Is this the Orc Frontier? I didn't expect that a monster that looked like a beast could build such a shocking Great Wall in such a harsh environment! ”

On the other side of the scorching air, there is a white wall connected into a line, dozens of meters high, stretching to the end of the sun, blocking the dusk endless sea of sand.

Luthor crouched in the sand could feel the ground shake slightly, and a beastly roar came from the void.

Airplanes!

The dull sound of steel clashing came from a distance, and the white city wall, the gate reflecting the brilliant light opened, and before long, Luthor saw a small group of patrol mechs walk out of it in an orderly manner, and the fireworks around them flew out of the wall.

Luther's eyes lit up with doubts.

Is that the city gate?

Why did it look like the steel gate of the Heavy Military Administration, embedded in a white tower that was thirty meters high, the gate opened and closed, and the metal surface reflected multi-colored light, like brilliant oil paint, which shocked his heart and couldn't help but wonder: if the orcs were so tightly guarded on the border, how could they infiltrate it and find the captured team members?

Just as he was immersed in the continuous and heavily guarded Orc Great Wall, many black dots suddenly appeared on the white city wall, and under the careful count, there were thirty or forty of them, humming in the sky above the Great Wall.

The black dots swirled for a moment, like scattered streamers in thirty-six directions, one of which flew in the direction where Luthor was hiding, and hurriedly buried his head in the sand, revealing only two eyes.

buzzing

buzzing

It seems to be the sound of wings stirring, and when you look closely, it is!

Have you seen a unicorn fairy in the endless sand sea before? Is the Unicorn an orc's flying machine? It looks like a small patrol device!

Shocked and breathing a little heavy, Luthor shook his head, stretched out his palm in the sand, and clutched the sand and gravel tightly.

In this way, since his group saw the unicorn fairy in the endless sea of sand, all movements have been controlled by the orcs? So what happened in the oasis was premeditated? Or is it a coincidence?

These orcs are all over the field of vision of the entire sand sea, so that the whereabouts of the team are exposed, and now they are lurking in the yellow sand and preparing to enter the Great Wall, is it to lure the enemy deeper?

The unicorn hovered above Luther's head for a moment, and the position of the eyes connected by long steel tentacles was covered by a red crystal cover, and the light was transmitted, clearly reflecting the entire sand surface on the communication screen in the control room.

Luthor unintentionally shook his head, the sand and gravel above his head slid down, and the calm sand dunes suddenly made a hint of movement, and the unicorn fairy hung five meters above the ground, probing the sand surface by himself. Captain Lu, who was hiding under the sand, squinted his eyes, slowed down the rise and fall of his chest caused by his breathing, and looked at the orc aircraft in the air, not daring to make any more movements.

Xu was because of the relationship between the patrol mecha and the previous team of captive humans, and the orcs sitting in the cockpit were eager to capture the humans themselves to show off their exploits, and they watched every movement near the Great Wall.

The red, unknown goggles looked at the sand, echoing Luthor's distant response, only to be deceived by him quietly hiding in the sand.

Soon after circling, when all the scattered unicorn flying machines had gone away, the orcs hovering above Luthor's head left quietly.

When he counted to about 800 seconds in his mind, Luthor could no longer hold back, and he stood up from the sand, afraid of hitting the floating earth and gravel on his body. Hidden in the hot sand exposed by the sun, the bare skin is in contact with the sand and gravel, and the wounds on the back of the neck, arms, elbows, and back of the waist are all hot and itchy.

"These damn bastards have so many eyeliner!"

He bowed his head and cursed the ubiquitous orc, and picked up his backpack in the sand.

The gate of the Great Wall in front of you is definitely impassable, and you can only try to sneak in from the weak link on the edge of the wall. The huge backpack on the back is really eye-catching, originally to adapt to the hunter combat camouflage of special operations, and at this moment, it looks extremely abrupt against the background of the dusk sea of sand and the white city wall.

In order to better hide his figure, Luthor walked north along the city wall with the sun on his back, and came to the city wall far from the tower, which was very short compared to the tower's thirty meters high, the white walls were mottled, and it seemed that no one had come to maintain it, and the number of electronic eyes was almost negligible.

Unload your backpack and bury it in the sand under the wall, and hide it with only the necessary tools on your body. In order to prevent forgetting, Luthor also deliberately placed a coordinate signal in his backpack.

Emptying the load, Luther looked at the trench in the corner of the wall, and now she was about to infiltrate the interior of the orc frontier, the black suit was out of place with the white wall, and it was easy to recognize.

The backpack didn't carry anything like a desert combat suit or camouflage cloth, and it was impossible for Lieutenant Lu to take off his clothes and sneak in naked. In desperation, he kicked the wall.

Boom!

it!

It hurts!

Is this wall made of iron?

The combat boot with a composite metal plate embedded in the sole kicked the wall and hurt his own foot. Luthor was a little speechless as he hugged his right foot, his ankle moving, his combat boots swaying in front of him.

Traces of white dust are evident on the black toe cap.

This is!

The index finger rubbed a handful on the wall, and the white dirt stained the finger white.

It's really the road to the sky!

After a while, Luthor smeared his entire body with white powder, looking like a large gray-white mouse. It can be smoothly hidden on the wall, as if hidden in an oil painting.

After having camouflage, he began to look for loopholes around the wall of the White Great Wall, simply because the orc border is very long, under the careful camouflage of Captain Lu, after avoiding the observation of dozens of electronic eyes, he finally found a sewer pipe intersection under the sunken terrain.

The foul-smelling sewer pipe, located fifteen kilometers north of the main gate tower of the border, near a residential area, is close to the border wall, and because of the underground terrain, it is easier to discharge dirt.

Drilling through the steel fence of the sewage area and entering the arched cavern, Luthor puts on a mask and turns on the lights to enter in sequence.

The arched hollow was just below the city walls, the terrain was hollow, and it was trampled in filth, and the light shone on the inside of the walls, and the reflection of the metal was a little stinging to the eyes. Rubbing his eyes, he looked carefully at the reflective position.

This!

This is!

Moment!

Luthor felt his breath become stagnant! The voice became gloomy!

The light shone back and forth, and the entire inside of the city wall, the metal reflection became more and more, until it was reached in the underground passage connecting the sewer, and the reflection disappeared.

The pupils shrank to the extreme in the reflection of the oil color, and the arms holding the tactical flashlight trembled a little.

Luther's mouth, hidden under the mask, grew slowly, and his teeth chattered!

The reflective metal was rusty pieces of steel armor, broken mech arms, mechanical components covered in black and red blood.

If, the entire Great Wall of the Orc Border is poured with the core of damaging mechas!

And how many of these destroyed mechas? The Great Wall of the Orc Border, which stretches for thousands of kilometers, can accumulate damaged mecha tens of meters high, I'm afraid it's not millions!

And those black-red blood stains are not the orcs' own blood at all, they are human blood, because in the mezzanine of the broken walls, Sen Bai's bones and hands are faintly emerging.

A great wall of white steel poured from millions of damaged mechas!

What a spectacle!

And those unarmed humans, the human souls who died under the invasion of orc mechas, what is the geometry?

For a moment, Luthor felt a chill rise from his heels, sweeping over the back of his head.

The pale bony hands, the black and red blood stains, and the shattered skulls, the corpses mixed with the orc shattered mechas, are so eye-catching. This is not a wall of merit for orcs, not a haven for brutes, this is a tomb for mankind, a grave of injustice made by the sacrifices of hundreds of millions of dead souls!

The scene of the orcs biting humans as food in Acepet's apocalypse came to Luthor's mind, the vaporized human flesh under the starship's main cannon seemed to be close in front of him, the rapidly rotating sawtooth on the chaingun cut the bones, and the hideous crocodile face and lion face......

The scorching endless sea of sand didn't bring any warmth to Luther, and the spirits in the arched passage of the sewers emitted a cold energy that enveloped Luthor, leaving him with chills all over his body.

Gritting his teeth, he stopped thinking about the tragedies that were coming.

The pace of his feet quickened, and he turned on the coordinate indicator, symbolizing that Du's small green coordinate point of light was 40 kilometers southwest of him, and the faint signal flashed a few times before disappearing, and Luthor knew that the most important task in front of him was to rescue the team first.

As for the hundreds of millions of unjust souls in the arched passage, if they can win the simulated war, they will inevitably continue to chase after them afterwards!

In the dirty, damp, cold sewers, the pungent stench can be faintly transmitted into the nostrils despite the mask, and Luthor is disgusted and surveys his surroundings.

Different from the imaginary sewers, the sewers of the Orc Frontier are more spacious, rudimentary and complex, not only the drainage function of the sewers, but also the countless buildings that resemble anthills seem to have traces of orc life.

Could there be orcs living in such a place?

In the silence of the sewers, the occasional basketball-sized rat covered in steel needles ran by, and an unknown insect the size of half a foot crawled nearby, and Luthor suppressed all the unease in his heart. Sideways little wings looking for direction in the complex sewer line, blackened walls that seem to have dark green moss, like torches in ancient centuries, hidden in the deeper and newer space, you can also see things like old-fashioned kerosene lamps.

Considering the battery life of the tactical flashlight, Luthor erected a relatively new old kerosene lamp, which did not seem to burn oil, and a crystal the size of a fingernail was all the energy of the lamp.

Carry a lamp and walk through the promenade that vibrates overhead.

A little closer to the position of the team, Luthor couldn't help but imagine the rescue measures of a few people, but he didn't notice that in the dim light, a low figure pinched his feet behind him.

Just as he took out the coordinates and was about to locate it again, a gust of wind hit.

The moment I turned my head, I saw a blackened wooden stick growing bigger and bigger in my field of vision!