Chapter 13 Greenskin Attack
In the telescope, the guy who pushed through the forest was wearing dark clothes and blended in with the environment. He had a particularly huge pistol on his waist, which was about the same height as a normal human being. The pistol was as big as half a beam gun.
Compared with the noisy and numerous members of its kind, it appears unsociable, quiet, and even dangerous...
Just as Alan Bair was about to call out that there was a green skin, he saw it suddenly look towards his position, took out his big pistol, and gestured to fire, and then the barrel trembled violently.
Alan Bair immediately shrank down into the bunker, almost paralyzing his body. Then he quickly realized that there was no way he could be faster than a bullet. The greenskin didn't fire at all, and there was no one except him. I knew the greenskin was coming.
A word quickly flashed in his mind, special operations boy...
The lieutenant and captain looked at Alan Bayer's abnormality and asked immediately. "Sergeant, what did you find?"
Alan Bayer took a few long breaths. "Greenskin, I saw the greenskin who was neatly dressed and integrated with the forest."
They were immediately alert, looking everywhere but finding nothing, and comforting Alan Bair.
"The new recruits don't have those green skins. It's okay. They will only make noisy, chirping charges and won't hide themselves." The captain looked everywhere, as if the projectile would be fired in the next second.
The lieutenant touched his shoulder directly and asked him to calm down.
But Alan Bair was still in the fear just now and could not crawl out for a long time. There is no doubt that if the greenskin was not afraid of being exposed by the gunshot, he would have closed his eyes and gone to see the emperor by now.
Time passed by, and the two lieutenants still did not find the so-called orcs. They comforted Alan Bair that he was just overthinking, and there could be no orcs planning a real attack.
Mr. John also led his teammates up to the second floor at this moment. "Platoon leader, it's time for us to change shifts."
Like a caring big sister, the lieutenant led Alan Beyer down to his room, but no matter what, he firmly believed that he was not an illusion.
In my room, I kept having messy thoughts. Will the attack come? No? What is that green guy doing? Will you die?
When his breathing became rapid, Alan Beyer realized for the first time how fragile he was, no different from the recruits.
But waiting will only lead to death. He walked out of the door, left the room, and took the laser gun that he had carefully cleaned. No matter what, his comrades must be protected by themselves.
The outpost is not big, with trenches and barbed wire. The light from the Lumen Tower can illuminate the entire outpost for a thousand meters. Even a special operations boy cannot get close to it in complete comfort.
There was no doubt that his worries were illogical, but the unsettling feeling lingered.
He walked out of the room and came to the trench. There was basically no one here, except for a small number of maintenance personnel who were renovating the heavy bolter so that it could work at its best.
Or place a large amount of explosive explosives on the ground near the front line, bury them in the soil, take out the wires, and install pressure plates to make simple mines to strengthen the defenses. But even so, the large amounts of explosives in the warehouse are still useless. There are no traces of completion, and there are not enough veterans who can handle such things.
This place, where four platoons were previously stationed, is now empty. A large number of personal belongings can be seen in many rooms, and bodies?
Maybe he was dragged back to his home planet, but Alan Bair felt that the unknown imperial soldier might have become Yodo...
He sighed, no matter what, he would still eat it, otherwise he would become one of them.
But now the defense force of the guard tower is very sufficient, relying on explosives and the supplies they just brought, as well as the trenches, barbed wire, walls, and bombs built by the empire.
No matter how many boys there are, they can't break through their defense line because they have five heavy bolters!
But Alan Bair soon realized that this place should be quite important, otherwise there would not be so many defense forces. It might be directly bordering a certain greenskin tribe.
Then he smiled bitterly.
"Are you doing too well?"
Perhaps they were a bit too strong. Their team was definitely not as elite as they appeared. He pursed his lips and looked at the dark forest, his thoughts drifting away.
Until a sudden war cry broke the silence. It was a sound he didn't want to hear in his life.
"waaaaagh!"
After the sound appeared, the entire sentry tower was like clockwork. The veterans climbed into the trenches, someone loaded up the heavy explosive bomb, and the lieutenant immediately joined the battlefield.
The lieutenant and captain entered the battle line, and their vigilant looks were not at all the same as the soldiers just now.
In just one minute, soldiers filled the battle line. The sentry tower was not large, and attacks could appear from all directions in the forest.
This forest has changed from a dark and terrifying forest to a forest where a large number of green skins appear anytime and anywhere.
The air was as solid as water, and the only sounds were the gentle breathing of the soldiers, the sound of explosive chains and guns hitting metal.
His own soldiers were the last to arrive. It only took the veterans one minute, but it took them two minutes, making the atmosphere awkward.
Many surviving veterans pointed at them and commented that their platoon leader was probably not good enough.
Alan Beyer is too lazy to care, and he really can't compare with the veterans.
But the lieutenant suddenly caught his shoulder and held him in his arms.
"Don't point fingers, this child belongs to me! If you don't accept it, let's fight?!"
Alan Bayer pushed away with a blushing face. "I don't need your protection. After I join the tithe, I will be a soldier of the empire, not a civilian."
"And I accept all your dissatisfaction with me. I will not ignore my shortcomings. If I can't face them and fix them, I will be killed by the greenskins!"
The soldiers were silent. Faced with this kind of realization, most ordinary people could not do it when they first entered the battlefield. They faced the reality that they were weak and useless.
Many people think they are special until a gun tells them it is not true.
Soon those veterans had nothing to say, and Alan Bayer only faced the lieutenant's warmer embrace...
"Ahem...enough..." He pushed the strong woman away again, but to be honest, his cheeks could feel soft. After all, she was also a beautiful woman.
But this ambiguity did not last long, when a buzzing sound roared, pulling Alan Bair back into the war.
It was a rumbling machine that was emitting black smoke. The large disc saw cut through the thick roots of the fern and caused it to fall.
"Your Majesty, God Emperor, it's an orc walker, heavy explosive bombs, shoot!" (End of Chapter)