The war continues, and during this time Alan Bair has been attacked by a large number of orcs on the platform, but they are not a tribe of one-eyed orcs, but other well-known ones.

The vast waaagh reverberated through the South Gate, a situation that appeared on the major defensive platforms of Karui City, the brutal, terrifying meat grinder constantly activated, and the vast arsenal of the Astral Army shot out colorful light and power.

The green skins on the ground turned into thick juice, shards, and only a few kill cans, armored boys, or the bigger bosses could survive, but so what?

Heavy bombs roared, and they also turned into meat puree very quickly, you must know that there are dozens of bombs on the city defense of Karui City!

Even if the situation seems to be a one-sided slaughter.

But it was not difficult for Elan Bair to guess what One-Eye was doing, instigating the orcs to attack Karui with information on the difficult supply lines of the human supply line, and acting as a peacemaker in the conflicts between the major tribes.

With the strength and wisdom of the One Eye, he will do this, and the reality is that such a plan is simply disgusting, borrowing a knife to kill and accumulate strength.

When the heavy bombs that spewed thick smoke went out, and the fire of the four bombs smashed the green skin on the ground into a pulp, and many killing cans were also destroyed, the ammunition was no longer optimistic.

"Kailan, how many bombs are left?"

Kellan slapped the fuselage, and the blaster poked out of the magazine, and the chain fell to the ground, and there was not a single shot that was not fired.

Kellan shook his head. "Another ammo chain..."

"Boss, there are still 400 rounds left, and they are used up."

Alan Baier's heart was cold, if the greenskins of the other tribes came back next time, they would have to go down and fight the enemy in close combat?

It's been two months since the orcs started the orbital blockade, and the orc tribe has become more active for some reason, and there are fewer and fewer heavy bombs and plasma liquid in the supplies, and even canned and synthetic food has been replaced by food similar to steamed buns eaten by the locals.

Only the lumberjack guns that could be produced locally in Karui could still provide enough ammunition, and after two months of war, the situation of one less heavy explosive shell was getting better at all.

Alan Baier leaned against the wall, ammunition is a lifeline, he is too tired, the greenskins know that the Astral Army has no supplies, and the attacks are continuous, this time it is the third wave, today's third wave, those beastmen are simply inexhaustible things.

He broke open a piece of white starch that had been dried, and this was the thing that replaced the starch block, and it also represented the success of the orc's operation.

During the break, suddenly there was a knock on the door of their platform.

Knock knock

John shouted. "Who is it?"

The opposite answers. "Skady 3rd Infantry Regiment, 2nd Company, 3rd Platoon Commander, Gantt, request to unify supplies."

Alan Bair thought in his head, as if it were a platoon on the next platform. "No supplies, get out, get out of the way and fight the orcs with bayonets without a gun!"

He is not polite at all, after all, his platoon is his own family, so what makes his people hungry?

The third platoon commander shouted. "Good temper! What if I said I could give you explosive ammunition? ”

Alan Baier was interested, and he went to open the door himself, and outside the metal door, it was a guy with a beard, fair skin, and a bad look.

Looking at the rank on his shoulder, lieutenant, Alan Baier should call him Sir, but Alan Baier has a hell gun and carapace armor on his body, but there are still ordinary bulletproof armor and flashlights on the other side, making it difficult to tell who is the chief.

The third platoon leader, Gantt, said. "It is worthy of the legendary fourth platoon leader, and it really deserves its name."

Alan Bair said directly. "Stop talking, hurry up and tell me the ammunition from there?" He is oppressed by the fire of war and pressure, and you will not be in a good mood when you run out of ammunition and food, let alone such a clueless guy on the other side.

Gantt wasn't angry either. "Black market, I want to go there and get some, but I don't have enough money, I want to ask if you still have that thing?"

It was a slang word in the army, generally referring to Amset, and the Empire's food-based liquor was popular in a variety of places.

Alan Baier was also deflated. "Black market stuff isn't reliable, but I don't have a choice..."

"Is there anyone in the army who still has that thing?"

Everyone is struggling, fighting and stressing for days, and those things have already been swallowed, and they still have them?

Only John stood up and pulled out a bottle that wasn't too bad...

"Boss, this is what I won by playing cards in the tavern..."

Alan Bair said. "It's okay if you're a little useful...", but in his heart he was thinking about how his adjutant still had time to play cards, and he had to find a way to put some pressure on him and let him learn to lead the army.

In general, I can't let him touch the fish.

But Alan Baier didn't know that John was not playing cards, he was already familiar with the black marketeers, and often poured things from the army into them in exchange for a large amount of civilian supplies to open a small stove for his own people.

I don't know that the set of people he came from there is very useful, which makes the gangsters here very useful, plus the background of the Astral Army, he is even famous, and he knows very well that there will be no high-tech things like explosive ammunition in this so-called black market.

He thought, probably the third platoon commander was deceived, as the boss's adjutant, he also began to think of a way, and the packaging standard of this wine is the family crest of the biggest gangster here, only people in their system can use it, this bottle of wine is to give those people in the black market an eye medicine, telling them that the Astral Army is not all fools.

After the third platoon leader left, Alan Baier was told such a situation by John, and Alan Baier only felt that John was a human talent and had to be used well...

One day later, the third platoon leader came back with a bitter face, and sure enough, the ammunition was not obtained, only a lot of food and logging gun ammunition paid by the gangsters, but what they lacked was not this, what they lacked was something that could break the armor!

Alan Bair patted the shoulder of the three platoon leaders. "Brother, it's okay, God Emperor bless, we will definitely survive."

"I expected this to happen, otherwise why would I give you that bottle of wine?"

Gantt, the leader of the third platoon, nodded heavily. "yes... The fourth platoon leader, you are really powerful, I didn't expect the local residents to be familiar with you, if it weren't for you, we would have shot with fake explosives, the machine soul was displeased, and it was possible to kill people in the chamber! ”

"In this way, you saved us, and the soldiers of our third platoon will also be dispatched to you in the future."

Alan Baier doesn't care about this, just don't be deceived...

By the time the people who had sent away the third platoon, the practical difficulties had not yet left, and they could not support the next large-scale attack of the greenskins...

But soon, the brown-haired corporal shouted at the sky. "Boss! Top dog! Pepper... Pepper! ”

Alan Baier walked over. "What pepper, I want to eat later...", he looked up and looked at the pitch-black dots flying down the sky, scattered like pepper, and a huge cruiser was outside the atmosphere, spilling like a pepper pot.

If you look closely, it's not a small dot, it's hundreds of transports!