The roar of the bomb exploded, and the penetration of the powerful projectiles from multiple explosions was enough to tear through the orc's shoddy mecha shell and smash the mess to pieces.

Debris and scrap spilled across the battlefield, and countless orc greenskins charged out of the forest, only to be smashed in the head by the mess of iron sheets.

The orc's attack was instantly slowed down by a large number of beams and explosive bombs, and the team rotated ammunition in an orderly manner, and there was basically no fire vacuum, and the rumbling sound continued to fill the forest.

Alan Bair was sure that he was hitting accurately, but in the chaos of the battlefield, he couldn't tell that the beam was fired by himself, and he could only rely on the support system to constantly hit the kid one by one.

The lasers were mediocre to the orcs, but burned through their thick skin and muscles, and Alan Bair soon discovered that it was best to kill an orc by shooting it three times into its body, and if it didn't die, it would be ineffective.

But the recruits were not so conscious, and many of their chaotic shots only left Greenskin's arms and thighs damaged, but not enough to kill.

Soon, a large number of green-skinned corpses accumulated, and the guys behind them moved forward without fear, the ugly waaagh shouts continued, and the fourth row of Alan Baier, who had the weakest defense and could not kill the orcs, began to have problems.

When a killing tin can followed the group of boys to break through the beam of light on the front line, the veteran couldn't help but curse. "TMD, are you going to shoot!"

Then quickly turn the muzzle of the already hot laser gun, and the recruits look trembling, for example, they dare not shoot because of the sound as long as the muzzle of the gun is a little red, and the battery is empty for a second before realizing that it is replaced.

And the orcs followed the distance, and the booming guns in their hands also began to kill the astral army, and the heavy bombardier was the hardest hit, and they changed one after another in a short time.

They have a total of three platoon-level teams, even if it is the largest infantry regiment, it is only 60 people in a platoon, and the number of more than 180 people can't stand much consumption at all, the veterans are okay, they immediately lie on the ground and quickly treat them when they are injured, and then join the battlefield.

For newcomers, that kind of wound is a big thing...

When the approaching killing can ignites its sloppy green-skinned rocket launcher on his left hand, Alan Bair immediately shouted. "Explosives!"

The rumbling thing came with a tail flame and smashed on his own soldiers, and Alan Baier couldn't help but worry, and when the smoke cleared, he saw John raise his thumb.

He was distraught, laughing, and said. "I'm fine, boss!" Then, an orc projectile pierced his armor and struck him in the shoulder, and even if it passed through the armor, it would hit him with a blur of flesh and blood!

"Ahhhh

The spirit is very, not dead... Alan Baier breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his gun and continued to shoot, and when he had no energy, he hid behind cover and loaded it, but the orcs followed one after another, and there were more than two or three killing iron cans.

Soon the orcs broke through to the minefield, and when the first mine exploded, the roaring smoke destroyed a mech, and there were many orc boys, and their attack was also slow because of the minefield.

But Alan Bair immediately realized why orcs were one of the most terrifying things.

Those small, child-like little ones with sharp noses, the butts trembled and walked into the battlefield with weight-increasing iron blocks.

The captain and lieutenant immediately shouted. "Stop beating orcs! Shoot those gadgets! ”

The minefield is the strongest defensive line, and you can't let this group of small things break through, at least you have to take a few big guys away!

The fart spirit evaporated directly under the beam, but this brought with it, there is no doubt that there is a waste of firepower and a vacuum.

The orcs are getting closer, and the pressure is increasing.

The captain wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Go activate the communications equipment, corporal..."

"Let's come, Lieutenant, and go with him, lest this recruit doesn't know how to turn it on."

Without saying a word, Alan Baier and the lieutenant gathered their weapons and approached the outpost.

Suddenly a soldier shouted. "Smoke! There is smoke! ”

"They're moving on smoke! Oh, my God! ”

The white mist suddenly burst open on the east side of the battlefield, and the faint shadow of the orcs inside appeared, and Alan Baier's scalp was numb, there was no doubt that it was the special warfare boys!

But instead of dealing with them, the news of the attack here and the request for additional personnel must be sent out first, and then find a way to hold on...

They quickly walked to the communication room, turned on the equipment, adjusted the channel.

Alan Bair reminisced about the training, constantly filming rhythmic intelligence, raids, greenskins, and calls for help.

However, the electromagnetic waves only showed a burst of garbled characters, and there was no report at all.

The lieutenant scolded. ", it's electromagnetic interference, we don't have time to wait an hour or two, now we go up to the roof and there's a flare there!"

Alan Baier replied immediately. "Yes, sir."

They climbed up the stairs, and the smoke of the war outside the window continued, and the bulletproof glass of the window added a lot of cracks, which were only caused by stray bullets, and if it was a direct hit, it would have been shattered.

As he went upstairs, Alan Bair noticed that the white smoke on the east side was spreading very quickly, at an unbelievable speed, and had reached the vicinity of the watchtower, and he should be relieved given the minefield, but the faint sense of malaise returned.

When they reached the top of the watchtower, they found that the skylight on the roof of the building was actually locked, and it was not locked with the normal lock, but blocked by something.

"It's the orc, the one I'm talking about!" Alan Baier immediately realized that something was wrong, and he opened the window next to him.

"Climb up!" Alan Baier said so, and the lieutenant did the same, both of them were in decent physical condition, relying on the strength of their upper limbs to climb through the window to the roof.

But instead of intact equipment, four strangely dressed green-skinned kids were waiting for them, dismantling flares with their shoddy stuff.

The skylights were crushed by the building materials that had been placed on the roof of the building to repair the new battlements, which was not much, but heavy enough, at least the weight of an adult man, and hard!

Alan Bair immediately pulled out his weapons, but the green-skinned boys were in a better position, they found cover very quickly, and the large pistols were fired.

And he also found the one-eyed, threatening guy, his heart inexplicably a burst of anger rolling, he squatted on the ground, without cover, with a great risk of holding a firearm and constantly shooting, but he did not miss a shot, and forced himself to suppress the four boys.

But soon, his batteries were gone, and the suppression of fire did not last long, and the lieutenant now pushed the building materials stored on the roof with the green skins against the skylight to Alan Baier with astonishing force, providing him with cover for reloading.

She panted and burrowed behind cover. "Huh... You're the most accurate recruit I've ever seen, and I hope you're so "accurate" in other places that you can hit the soul in one shot. ”

Alan Baier also loaded his ammunition, smelled the orc projectile into the bunker, and replied.

"I'm not just accurate, I'm huge."

The lieutenant replied. "Then let me see!"

At this moment, two people raised their weapons at the same time to fight back!