When Alan Baier recalls today, he will remember the unpleasant smell of those large pistols, and the battle with the orcs on the top of the watchtower was the most exciting experience of his military career, and it was also the most memorable and painful.

When the beam was almost hit, and there was only one battery left, Alan Baier looked into the distance, the chaotic battlefield below, the greenskins getting closer and closer, and sighed.

It doesn't work that way, but...

The lieutenant said suddenly. "Sergeant, we push the bunkers forward, I'll hold them back, you go activate the flares."

"Even if we all die, let Command know about the outpost..."

Her tone was heavy and her expression was serious, so that Alan Bair somehow agreed to the crazy idea and melee with Greenskin.

The lieutenant shouted. “1，2，3！ Move! ”

The two men shoved the materials hard, the metal grinding on the ground, the sound of sizzling and the roar of orc bombs, the projectiles hitting the beveled corners, and the fragments that were dismantled scratched Alan Baier's shoulder armor.

"Ahhh

He shouted to give himself more guts, Emperor forbid, and they slammed into the orc bunker, then raised their guns, and Alan Baier and the lieutenant fired at the same time, the hot beam smashed an orc's chest and cheek, a distance that even a laser gun could accurately hit the orc's vital point and die!

A moment later, the scarlet eyes of the chirping special operations boys stared at them, and there was no doubt that the greenskinned blood rage had come, and they were hungry and forgot any battle plan, any reason, and attacked with machetes.

Alan Bair soon discovers that only two orcs are like this, and one one-eyed guy is missing, has he always been so elusive?

But time to think was precious, and when the bayonet on the laser gun and the kid's machete touched each other, sparks burst out, and fierce melee combat began, but the lieutenant only pushed away Alan Baier, who had just met the enemy.

"You go ahead!"

With a laser gun in her right hand and a sapper shovel in her left, she resembles a Valkyrie, and under the entanglement of two greenskins, she refuses their invitations to go to the underworld again and again.

Alan Bair immediately walked over to the flare, it was a huge cannon barrel, the lever was inside the glass cover to prevent accidental touch, Alan Baier smashed the glass with the butt of the gun, reached out to pull the lever of the launcher, and a moment later, a sharp dagger, beautiful not like an orc weapon, lay across his neck.

Dead, no doubt, dead, when the blade sank into his flesh, the cold and the fiery sensation fit together, to die...

He jerked back, only to find that the beast was extremely strong, clutching his body.

"Puff" and "Puff" two sounds of the blade sinking into the flesh appeared...

"Ahh It was the last half of the character he could spit out, but moments later, the one-eyed orc was slammed away by the lieutenant, and the blade deflected off from his breastplate, sending out terrifying sparks.

He found that he had no wounds, so what was the matter?

Alan Bair didn't have time to think, just immediately pulled down the lever, and after a roar, a red flare that seemed to touch the atmosphere cut through the sky net of ferns, relaying the signal to the command.

Alan Bair gasped against the launch pad, took out his laser gun and fired back at Greenskin, and at this moment the wounded troops led by John walked up to the roof.

The greenskins also departed from the blood rage, calmly using the disgusting grappling hooks and smoke grenades to escape from the battlefield mobility.

Looking at the signal flares in the sky like red stars, Alan Baier said happily.

"We're going on a date, Miss..."

"Miss?"

"Lieutenant?"

There was no answer, only the great body lying on the ground, what happened to that powerful man?

For the first time, Alan Baier found that the strong woman was lying on the ground silently, her eyes were closed, and she was unexpectedly beautiful, her brown hair was red with blood, scattered on the ground, and her neck and chest, the wounds created by the orcs, the blood that flowed out of it draped on the ground like long hair, and the hair was grouped together without gaps.

She was already a "sleeping beauty", and when Alan Baier quickly realized this, she frantically sprinkled her with bandages, tonics, stimulants or something in her medical kit, injected her, and then kept doing artificial respiration, pressing on her chest.

But what responded to him was not a soft hug, but a mouth full of the smell of blood and a temperature that gradually dissipated.

"Lieutenant... Lieutenant... What's your name?" Alan Baier fumbled for her dog tag and looked at the name on it, it was a beautiful name, very feminine.

Arya...

But the battlefield was still going on, he didn't have time, he didn't have time to care too much, Alan Baier rubbed his cheeks, blood and tears mixed together, making him look like he wasn't crying.

"Go, Mr. John, hold on for Ms. Arya's sacrifice..."

John didn't know how to answer, he just shouted in the loudest voice. "Yes!"

Several beam rifles were resupplied and joined the battle, and most of the comrades in the trenches were lying down, acquaintances, strangers, familiars, and unfamiliars.

The captain's forehead was somehow bandaged, scarlet blood was moistened, and he saw only Alan Baier come down, linked to the top before the gunshot.

"For the Emperor!" As if he realized something, he shot violently, and the laser gun that had been firing for an unknown amount of time was actually responding to him, swishing and spitting out a beam.

The energy of 20-30 rounds was shot 55 times before it stopped again, which was impressive.

Alan Bair wasn't far behind, and now he could pry open one of the orcs' heads with every shot.

After the war lasted for an unknown amount of time, the orcs were getting closer and closer, and there were too many of them, and the minefields were almost explored by those disgusting farts spirits.

When the orcs began to fight in close combat, Alan Bair was eager to break out of the trenches and try to take a few of them with him to meet the Emperor.

He was eager to try, for he was tired, angry, and pathetic.

When he was about to take the first step, the captain suddenly stopped him, stepped out of the trench himself, and left a sentence. "You're right, you're young."

Such things kept happening in the trenches, and the veterans stopped the recruits, took out their bayonets and engaged the orcs in hand-to-hand combat, and Alan Baier suddenly realized that the first, second, and third rows were in the order of veterans-recruits.

Do they feel like that's their job?

The recruits watched the hand-to-hand combat between man and Greenskin, which was almost one-sided with Greenskin, number, physical strength, experience... But those veterans stubbornly used a few people to contain many orcs.

Alan Baier immediately shouted. "Shoot, shoot those greenskinned supporters! Don't be in a daze! ”