Chapter 18 Special Guest
Two days after the end of the war, the staff officer has been writing reports and combat applications. He wants to take his remaining soldiers to the Death Skull Orc camp to annihilate them. There is no doubt that after this battle, the Orc warlord's combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced. weakened.
The staff was thinking about how to maximize the results, but the only answer from the rear was rejection.
Alan Bair watched as the staff member rubbed his head and listed the benefits of occupying the orc camp in detail, and then submitted the telegram again.
After a while, the higher-up responded, rejecting it.
The staff officer rubbed his cheek.
Alan Beyer asked him. "What are they doing above? Not seizing such a good opportunity?"
The staff officer was unsure, he hesitated and looked into the distance.
"Who are they waiting for..."
"I'm not sure, but it's probably not the Septons Astartes, but I don't know who else is worthy."
"I have to go back. The new support will arrive in the afternoon. Unfortunately, I don't have time to teach you how to use the Hell Gun."
The staff officer's tone was pity, but Alan Bayer knew very well that this dedicated imperial soldier had done too much for him.
No, it would be better to say that he has been taken care of by others since he joined the army. He is not sure whether he can bear the responsibilities they left behind, but.
"Yes, sir, I will solve the problem here."
The staff officer nodded happily, and he quickly left with the soldiers, and the outpost also changed from lush branches to withered branches.
The war does not wait, the soldiers of the empire are always on the battlefield, and Alan Bair also has to check the status of the remaining soldiers, the maintenance of the firearms, and repair the walls.
Things are never done. When Alan Beyer tiredly counted the few supplies left, he soon discovered strange footprints in the dust next to the ammunition box.
Is this... green-skinned? There must be no ammunition. How long has it been since this box was replenished? Or is it the special operations boy who got in from the last war?
No, they have never come down from the skylight, and now is indeed the low point of the guard's strength. Alan Bair's scalp is numb and his back is cold. He immediately gathers everyone together.
John, Kellan, another machine gunner, himself, and a poor little infantryman were the entire strength of the outpost now.
"What were you doing just now? Who is responsible for today's investigation?"
John said. "I'm repairing the trenches."
Kellan said. "He and I are maintaining four heavy bombers." He pointed to the other gunner.
The little infantryman replied that he was sorting out medical supplies.
Very good, no one was watching, they had just put their own lives at risk, Alan Bayer was very angry, but the funny thing was that he himself didn't remember to detect the enemy, even though it was only less than half an hour.
Alan Bair's face darkened, and the others also realized that they had almost died just now.
"Go quickly, go to the checkpoint. It's different there..."
He was now afraid that the damn special operations boy had planted a bomb somewhere, or was hiding in the outpost ready to kill them all.
He also doesn't understand why a team like the Special Forces Boys would rely on chaotic attacks in Waaagh. They could have just entered the outpost and killed them all...
At this moment, One Eye and the remaining two special forces boys in the forest were holding a large amount of explosives. They were grinning happily. They had been waiting all morning for the manpower vacuum after the shrimp army left.
One-Eye couldn't say that he understood the human Xiami's war strategy very well. He could only say that he completely understood it. It was impossible for that large army to be stationed at the outpost for so long, but he was quite surprised that the human commander did not attack the greenskin camp.
But it doesn't matter, as long as he and his boys mysteriously place the shrimp explosives under Death Skull's favorite seat, everything will be over.
At this moment, the special operations boy next to him asked doubtfully. "Boss, why don't you use Ji Ba's explosives? Isn't that more interesting than shrimp stuff?"
One-Eye's face was gloomy, and he recalled in his mind the days when he used those big bombs to carry out tactical attacks. He pressed the button without exploding, and waited until the target left before exploding.
The time bomb is not on time, and it depends on the mood in advance. Only in the big battlefield, being watched by a lot of boys, and then the boys think.
I think it's almost time to explode.
Only those bombs will obey!
But One-Eye always fights alone, so his memory of green-skinned explosives is unreliable.
One Eye cursed. "Don't make me remember things like that!"
Then he continued to move forward. The dark and chaotic forest was constantly noisy, but One Eye felt at ease, because only deadly things were quiet, just like bombs.
After they passed through the forest, they stored the bombs not far from the camp. Soon One-Eye and the boy started to make things.
Now the stupid warlord was dining in the distance. The greenskin didn't need to eat, but it was his favorite thing to do when he wasn't fighting.
They bypassed the basically mindless green-skinned guards, used the large welder they stole from the Techmaster to cut open the stone slab, which was the base of the shrimp statue seat, hollowed out the solid stuff inside, and then called the boy Get those things out and bring the bombs back.
In the distance, the tech master who was repairing cans was cursing and beating the boy because he couldn't find the welding gun. He really had no choice but to use a modified Xiami laser gun to replace the welding gun.
But this move obviously had side effects. The overloaded shrimp weapon made a huge noise, like TM heavy metal rock.
But it is a side effect for humans, and for green skins.
Big Tech looked at the "singing" gun and danced happily, welding and dancing at the same time.
“That’s so waaagh!”
The noise quickly attracted the boss's attention, and he placed the half-eaten, delicious Scrooge cake next to him. The sound pleased him very much.
He moved his huge body to the side of the technical master. "Change my big laser to look like this!" He took out the big shrimp multi-pack big kaka that he got from the boy's hand.
The skill master also found it interesting, so he overloaded them all.
The boss aimed at the ruins in the distance, and then shot happily.
The orange shaped cannon with a thick beam rumbled, making a deafening hum and metallic sound. God knows how this thing didn't fall apart, but the ruins were smashed into molten metal.
The boss was so happy that he didn't care about eating and returned to his seat.
One Eye, who was tinkering with things at the moment, had installed almost half of the explosives, but he knew that it would not kill the boss.
But he notices that the Deathskull warlord is back! Why so fast?
He quickly led the boy to start welding the stone slabs, which was quickly completed, but they had no time to leave.
The boss looked at them next to his seat and was very angry. "Get away, Bloodaxe bastard."
"If you come near my seat again, I will..." He raised his big kaka, indicating that he wanted to kill them.
And One-Eye was fed up with the attitude he had been showing. One-Eye took the boy to distance himself. He knew that the blast couldn't kill this bastard, but he couldn't wait any longer!
He pressed the button...(End of Chapter)