The loyal binoculars of the Empire shimmered with the glow of the orc mech's lights in the moonlight, but Alan Bair could still see where something was wrong with the mech.

Most of the arms and armaments of those bodies were unpainted, and this undoubtedly meant that they were new, and according to the orcs, they would try to show off their artistic talents whenever they had time.

The only thing that can make orcs put down their paintbrushes is war, which means that the canned weapon accessories and arms here are all built after they hit the ground, and the body is transported.

Almost instantaneously, Alan Bair imagined that the cans were actually piled on the ground like canned food, and then slowly pulled by the orc's strategic ship.

Orcs and farts will definitely make a fuss when they are in the can, not to mention that they are still human sticks, normally this situation will make the mad doctor give them sleeping pills to calm him down, but looking at this situation, sleeping pills are probably impossible, there are too many of them.

The restless thing could only endure the long subspace travel in the ship and the endless darkness of the void inside the cans, and the crowded and frantic transportation environment gave the cans a frantic pursuit of survival, and they moved forward almost frantically, not afraid of the artillery.

And the Dreadcans are half the size of a Knight Titan, ranging from 6 to 8 meters, and hold a lot of messy firepower, such as click guns, chainsaw chops or improvised stick mine launchers, to be more accurate, they are the orcs' individual weapons tied together, and then the entire tandem and firing can be used as canned things.

Although it is crude, but the power is still amazing, three cans surround Riemanus, it only takes a few minutes to scrap the proud armor of the Empire, so the Imperial Guard is definitely not nine out of ten, Alan Bair also probably predicted such a situation, but even then he had to express his admiration for One-Eye's plan.

Whether it's this bold and crazy canned transport ship, or the dirty car that delays time in the back, the actual organization of the orc mecha legion and the raising of that monster mechanical wurm, it is bold but careful, and one wrong step means death.

"Terrible stuff." Alan Baier looked at the orc cans like a torrent of steel and had to make such an evaluation, but mechs are mechas, and their flexibility is not as good as that of humans, except for the two armored regiments, Skadi and Lorenga Gray are not completely watching, in the back of the hull, the infantry is gradually preparing their own hot melt, and those deadly things are the only way for flesh and blood to defeat steel.

The anti-armor means that were common in the Gutella era probably couldn't penetrate the composite materials that are common in the galaxy today, such as the pure gold shell, the armor composite layer composed of ceramic steel and composite metal, and its defense is almost the strongest thing in the universe, except for the hot melt and special armor-piercing explosive bombs that may not be submerged in those materials, other weapons have little effect.

The kinetic energy and explosion generated by traditional anti-tank shells were worthless in the terrible materials engineering of this era, and that attack was too difficult to carry large quantities of ammunition, and was gradually phased out because it was not suitable for the Imperial Guard's war of attrition.

Even Astarte's core anti-armor individual weapon is still powered weapons and hot melt, power weapons and hot melt have existed in this dark galaxy for many years beyond human civilization, and have been used by many races before humans even set foot in the universe.

While humanity is now almost the face of the owners of such weapons, the equipment that is common in empires today is far older than human civilization.

However, the Empire is not without equipment such as anti-armor rocket launchers and missiles, but those kinds of things are difficult to control on the body of mortals, and the strong reaction force has led to most of them being assigned to artillery regiments or heavy weapons groups, such as the classic standard Locke-type Imperial missile launchers.

It has a built-in sighting device that fires from the shoulder, and it is a single-shot, cylindrical weapon that cannot be fired while moving.

The standard situation in the Imperial Guard was that one person was responsible for aiming and firing, while the other carried ammunition and reloaded weapons.

A well-trained firepower squad can fire at an astonishing rate of fire, which is enough to daunt the bravest tank commanders.

While the Missile Launcher is a squad-operated weapon in the Imperial Guard, they are strong enough for Space Marines to fire and reload ammunition with a Missile Launcher alone.

However, the Skadi people don't like that kind of thing, but because of the bias of this star casting world, the reserve of artillery has not been high, and hot melt is a more reliable partner for mortals.

When those orcs approached with their twisted bodies and dangling metal, the Imperial Guard's fury roared out, the bombardment of petrified lizards and the main cannon of Riemanus's launcher, the powerful fire carried forward with a dense barrage of continuous barrage, but the orc bodies were specialized in defense, and Riemanus needed three shots to take away an alien body.

The fart-operated mechs were now holding up orc shells that were too big for their dwarf, and with a sizzling burning sound, they were spraying anti-armor shells like fireworks.

Boom, there was a clear crack in the shell of the Levanus made of adamantite gold, although it was not fatal, but the orc's fear can waved its large pincers and approached and the crew had to retreat backwards.

Boom, boom, boom, and thunder never stopped, and the flames lit up the night wilderness on the battlefield, and the muzzles of the guns that had just been shot had a bright red temperature, even visible to the naked eye, but the hull of the car was covered with thick frost because of the cold.

As the commander of the 113th Regiment of Flaxia, the captain has killed countless enemies at this moment, and the two giant cannons of the Emperor Poison Blade only need about half a minute to kill two orc mechas, and its huge hull can even directly crush the orc mechas, crushing those iron objects made of pure gold.

You know, the nickname of Adamantite is Edelman Alloy, but don't get me wrong, this thing is not a fantasy product of a superhero story, but a name that means indestructible metal, which can be given such a name by most races, and the strength of Adamantite can also be imagined, only a part of it can make the battleship eat the asteroid impact and be unscathed, but at the moment it is crushed by the weight of the poison blade.

The captain also leaned out of the car and shouted to his siblings. "Don't retreat, we're losing ground, and then there's the petrified lizard troops, and if those self-propelled cannons are threatened by the orcs, our firepower advantage will be lost!"

The captain's judgment is very good, the scope of the war is very large, hundreds of armor fight thousands of orc cans, each of which maintains a distance of about 100 meters, even then it can almost cover half a kilometer, and the range of those armor can also reach the limit of human vision, such a huge scale, Alan Baier naturally cannot master them all, on the contrary, a commander like the captain is timely rain.

But even so, in the face of so many cans around and cutting, the empire's powerful Levaneus tank will also collapse because of those restless chainsaws, even if the orcs can exchange five cans for a Riemanus, it is still indebted to the empire, the cans of the orcs do not require too high training costs, and the manufacture only needs simple scrap metal, refining and polishing.

But every fleet of the Empire is the elite of the Imperial Guard, and every war machine is the brainchild of countless gear boys and technical sages that have forged the world.

What's more, the armored regiment is not only something that Riemanus can resist, but also a large number of Hydra tanks, salamander reconnaissance vehicles, sentinel mechs and other specialized war engines.

Their weapons had little effect on the orc mechs, and instead only two cans of orcs were needed to dismantle those war engines.

But now the Imperial Guard has no way to retreat, and behind it is the firepower, and without fire support, those crazy cans will come faster, and even if they want to incur a lot of losses, they must stop the orcs.

The captain leaned down slightly, kissed the barrel of the Emperor's Poison Blade, and shouted over the communicator. "Ladies and gentlemen of the 1st Armored Company of the 113th Regiment of Phlaxia, we once had nothing, and we will not be afraid now, let those orcs see what the last Phlaxians in this universe are like!"

"For the Empire! For Phlaxia! ”

"For the Emperor! For Phlaxia! ”

How the fear, how the battle, how they have experienced, the restless car crew stopped in the roundabout and roundabout, the orc mechs did not react, those cars suddenly charged against them, the impact of projectiles and shells with shovels made the parts and orcs quickly collapse, the courage of the Imperial Guard with killing intent to beat the iron cans miserably.

But soon the iron wall composed of thick orc cans absorbed the impact of those vehicles, there were too many of them, Lemanus could kill three at once, and the poison blade could kill ten, so there were 30 and 40 orcs!

Soon, even the muzzle of the Emperor's Poison Blade could not stop the mechs that surrounded the Empire's loyal vehicles, and even the bombardment of the petrified lizards could hardly terrify the orcs, and those mechs wielded huge serrations to mark the Emperor's Poison Blade with evil marks.

Crew member reports. "30 percent of the car body loss!" The Emperor's Poison Blade had already revealed the armor under the Adamantite Gold, not to mention the other Riemanus, who had been unlucky enough to have the engine of the body removed or ignited the ammunition depot by the orcs.

But the captain was not afraid, she just looked at the communicator, waiting for orders, and soon, Alan Baier's voice echoed.

"The only regiment of Skadi, attack!"

At this moment, in the armor compartment of those Riemanus and the Emperor's Poison Blade, the hidden Skadi veterans crawled out like nightmares, or insects called cockroaches like Gustella, and when the orc's sensors realized that there was actually a human hiding under the car, the glow of the heat and the sizzling sound had already answered the orc.

Boom, the huge can was melted through the cockpit, like a mortal who had been hit in the head, and collapsed straight to the ground, just now waving the crazy claws that were tearing at the engine of the Imperial Guard, and the huge metal body of seven meters was fell, dying of a mortal less than two meters tall.

"There are shrimp!" When one of the cans shouted this, the flamethrowers on their chests began to fire heat, and the Skadis were once again in crisis, but the Phraksians also reciprocated, using their main guns to repay the orcs and their comrades, and the orc body ate the impact of the cannonball in extreme proximity, and the body lost its balance, although it could still move, but it fell entirely.

A large chunk of his mech's chest deflated, and the power of the promethine flamethrower diminished considerably, waving like chaotic fireworks in mid-air, and finally the Skadian hot melt mended again.

Step Tan Sync? No, it's a combination of infantry and tan, relying on the heavy armor layer of the Imperial armor to cover the soldiers, and the soldiers in turn to cover the armor, but the number of orcs is still huge, and in addition to the orcs, there are also traitors mixed in...

As the low sound of the first bomb flashed across the battlefield, the Emperor blessed the Skadians, and the deadly thing grazed the head of a non-commissioned officer, taking only his ears, but even the impact of the scrubbing instantly broke almost half of the flesh on his cheek.

"Ahh He reacted instantly, relying on adrenaline to hide behind armor and shouting. "Heretical Space Marine!" Injected the stimulant into his body, and thanks to his feedback, the Imperial Guard began to dodge as soon as possible.

However, this situation also leads to the fact that the orc body can slowly press forward, and the empire is in a passive state, but it is impossible for the soldiers of Skadi to resist the attack of the space marines under the attack of the wilderness and the orc body...

One-Eye was also watching the battle situation from a distance with satisfaction at the moment, it was similar to what he imagined, the Imperial Guard could not deal with their union, how could only the strength of mortals compare to the alliance of orcs and space marines.

This universe has no mercy on them, and human beings are destined to become the dust of history, and the orcs are the real masters of this universe, and the right state of life is to engage in hair.

One-Eye had always imagined and done so, and now a smile hung on his green cheeks, an incomparable smile.

"Boss Wayne, I said that we are invincible together." For One-Eye, the true meaning of Merovingian is a nuclear bomb, not something that can be used anytime and anywhere, and the fact that the Mechonia did not join shows that their fears are real, and One-Eye is now certain that victory is in his hands.

But the dimensional blacksmith said. "They also have a Knight Titan that they don't use."

One-Eye wondered at the moment. "Titans, the Mecha will have Titans into an army, or the human feudal world, how can the Imperial Guard be..."

But as soon as his words fell, a commander-level salamander led a silver-white knight titan forward frantically, and even the one-eyed orc rubbed his eyes in surprise when he saw the knight. "That's one? Sentry mech heads? ”

False orcs, one-eyed, real orcs, ensigns

(End of chapter)