Chapter 14 Hold on
The bombs exploded with a buzzing roar, and the powerful projectiles exploded multiple times with enough penetration to tear through the orcs' rough mecha shells and smash those messy things into pieces.
Debris and scraps were scattered on the battlefield. Countless orc green-skinned boys rushed out of the forest and were beaten to death by the messy iron sheets.
The orcs' offensive was instantly slowed down by a large number of beams and explosive bombs. The team rotated ammunition in an orderly manner, and there was basically no fire vacuum period. The sound of rumbling continued to fill the forest.
Alan Bayer was sure that his shot was accurate, but in the chaotic battlefield, he couldn't tell that the beam was fired by himself. He could only rely on the auxiliary system to continuously hit the boys one by one.
The effect of lasers on orcs is average, but it has no problem burning through their thick skin and muscles. Alan Bayer soon discovered that to kill an orc, it is best to shoot it three times in the body. If it does not die, it will lose its combat effectiveness. .
But the recruits didn't have such a correct consciousness. Many of their chaotic shots only damaged the green skin's arms and thighs, but they were not fatal.
Soon, a large number of green-skinned corpses accumulated, and the guys behind them moved forward without fear, screaming waaagh incessantly, and the weakest defensive player, Alan Bair, who was least able to kill the orcs, Problems started to arise in the fourth row.
When a murder tin can followed a group of boys and broke the front line's beam, the veteran couldn't help but curse. "tmd can you shoot!"
Then he quickly turned the already blazing laser gun muzzle, while the recruits seemed trembling. For example, as long as the muzzle of the gun was red, they dared not shoot because of the hissing sound, and it took a second before they realized to replace the battery when it was empty.
And as the orcs approached, the roaring firearms in their hands also began to cause death to the Astra Militarum. The heavy bombardiers were the hardest hit, and they were replaced one after another in a short period of time.
They only have three platoons in total. Even the infantry regiment with the largest number of people only has 60 people per platoon. The number of more than 180 people cannot bear much consumption. The veterans are okay. If they are injured, they will immediately lie on the ground for quick treatment. , and then join the battlefield.
For newcomers, that kind of wound is a big deal...
When the green-skinned crude rocket launcher was ignited in the left hand of the approaching Killing Tin Can, Alan Bair immediately shouted. "Explosives!"
A rumbling thing came with tail flames and hit his soldiers. Alan Beyer couldn't help but worry. When the smoke cleared, he saw John raising his thumb.
He looked disgraced, smiled, and said. "I'm fine, boss!" Then, an orc's projectile penetrated his armor and hit his shoulder. Even if it passed through the armor, it would still make him bloody!
"Ah ah ah, something happened, something big happened!"
He was very energetic and not dead... Alan Bair breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the firearm and continued shooting. When he ran out of energy, he hid behind the bunker and loaded it up. However, the orcs came one after another, and there were more than two or three killing iron cans.
Soon the orcs broke through to the minefield. When the first mine exploded, the roaring smoke destroyed a mecha. I don't know how many orc boys, their attack was also delayed because of the minefield.
But Alan Bair soon realized why orcs are one of the most terrifying things.
Those little guys with pointy noses like children, the bastards walked into the battlefield tremblingly holding weight-increasing iron blocks.
the captain and lieutenant shouted immediately. "Stop hitting the orcs! Shoot those gadgets!"
The minefield is the strongest defense line. We cannot let these little guys break through. At least a few big guys must be taken away!
Those farts evaporate directly under the beam, but this brings undoubtedly a waste of firepower and a vacuum period.
The orcs kept getting closer, and the pressure increased.
The captain wiped the sweat from his brow. "Go activate the communications equipment, Corporal..."
"Let's come here, Lieutenant, and go with him before the new recruit doesn't know how to turn it on."
Alan Bayer and the lieutenant put away their weapons and approached the outpost without saying a word.
Suddenly a soldier shouted. "Smoke! There is smoke!"
"They're moving on smoke! Oh my God!"
White mist suddenly exploded on the east side of the battlefield, and the vague shadows of orcs emerged inside. Alan Bair's scalp felt numb. There was no doubt that they were special operations boys!
But rather than dealing with them, we must first send out the news of the attack here and the request for additional troops, and then find a way to persevere...
They quickly walked to the communications room, turned on the equipment, and adjusted the channels.
Alan Bair recalled the training and kept taking pictures of rhythmic intelligence, attacks, greenskins, and calls for help.
However, the electromagnetic wave only showed a burst of garbled codes, and there was no transmission at all.
The lieutenant cursed. "Fuck, it's electromagnetic interference. We don't have time to wait for an hour or two. Now let's go to the roof. There are flares there!"
Alan Bair answered immediately. "Yes, sir."
They climbed up the stairs. The smoke of war continued outside the window, and the bulletproof glass of the window had many cracks. These were only caused by stray bullets. If it was a direct hit, it would be shattered.
When he went upstairs, Alan Bayer noticed that the white smoke on the east side spread very quickly, at an absurd speed, and had already reached the vicinity of the sentry tower. Considering the minefield, he should feel at ease, but the vague feeling of badness came again. Appear.
When they reached the top of the watch tower, they found that the skylight on the roof was actually locked, and it was not locked with a normal lock, but was blocked by something.
"It's the orc, the one I was talking about!" Alan Bair immediately realized something was wrong, and he opened the window next to him.
"Climb up!" Alan Bayer said, and the lieutenant did the same thing. Both of them were in pretty good physical condition. They relied on their upper body strength to step on the window and climb to the roof.
But what was waiting for them was not intact equipment, but four strangely dressed green boys who were using their crude tools to defuse the flares.
The skylight was held down by the building materials placed on the roof to repair the new battlements. There were not many of them, but they were heavy enough, at least as heavy as an adult man, and they were solid!
Alan Bayer immediately took out his weapon, but those green-skinned boys were in a better position. They found the bunker very quickly, and started shooting with their large pistols.
And he also discovered the one-eyed guy who threatened him, and he felt an inexplicable anger boiling inside. He squatted on the ground, and without cover, he kept shooting with a gun while taking great risks, but he missed every shot. , one person suppressed the four boys.
But soon, his battery was about to run out, and the fire suppression could not last long. At this moment, the lieutenant pushed the greenskins that pressed against the skylight and the building materials stored on the roof with amazing force in front of Alan Bair, and provided him with Reloading bunker.
Panting, she ducked behind cover. "Ha... you are the most accurate recruit I have ever seen. I hope you are as "accurate" in other areas and can hit the target with one shot."
Alan Bair also loaded the ammunition, smelling the orc projectiles hitting the bunker, and answered.
"Not only am I accurate, but I also have a huge number."
the lieutenant answered. "Then let me see it!" At this moment, the two men raised their weapons to fight back!
(End of chapter)