Chapter 102 "Orcs" meet
The journey was long and the flight was slow. The orcs were laughing and playing with each other. They sang and thought. They wanted to catch shrimps to make food and feed their pets.
The void is vast, and the orcs are fast. They fly by, don't rush, stay by their side, smash and hit, regardless of the results, just for fighting. In the world of mortals, there is no existence beyond them, only Orks, only orcs, only greenskins.
The weapons of the Snakebite Boys have rough serrations, and their clothes are hung with teeth and human skin. They believe that such weapons can protect them. This attitude has even infected the captain of Blood Axe. He is taking care of his decorative shelf. It's all the things he knows that are great.
Let's see, the shelves are scrawled, simple, made of garbage and death, and his favorite collection is on top of the shelf, which is the tooth of the great beast Scrooge, as thick as an arm, white as jade, priceless (for For orcs).
Secondly, there was the kid he knew named Ti, who looked like a bean sprout, and wore such beautiful ornate armor, like a can. The Blood Ax kid didn't know how to describe him, but he called him "Canned Bean."
The second most conspicuous thing on the trophy shelf is the helmet of the Tau xv8 crisis battle suit. Although it is in tatters and the camera is smashed, the rusty red color on it still means that this thing may be used by the captain.
The third trophy is the military insignia used by the Imperial Guard non-commissioned officers, and his military rank can be seen on it, Captain.
This kind of combat power expresses the experience of this Blood Ax at all times, and can be integrated into other clans. As the race least favored by other orcs, Blood Ax can command troops in a composite group composed of several Snakebite clans. , obviously he will not be a weak green skin.
However, the uniform of the Imperial Navy combined with Snakebite's characteristic decorations gave it a damn weird feeling, not to mention the green skin it wore.
This damn alien is always destroying things, whether it is now or in the future. He looked at the star map, and the various enemies in the boundless void made him look forward to his future with great anticipation.
But what he faced now was very simple, a metal world full of shrimps. He could see the looming human warships in the orbit of the planet, and could also vaguely smell the smell of that damn promethium.
"Boys, turn off the equipment, let's sneak over, and then hit the Antarctic of that world as fast as we can!"
The technical boy scratched his head. "Boss, what is Antarctica?"
This sentence choked Captain Bloodaxe, Antarctica... "Antarctica is the southernmost point in the world!"
Tech Guy answered. "Boss, it is a circle. Theoretically, any point in the south is..."
"Okay, I'll give you the coordinates. If you still have questions, I'll tear your head open!" Blood Ax was not a fool either. After threats and rage, the battleship slowly approached the world.
The landing place he chose was not an uninhabited place, but the second largest place besides the main nest in the capital. It had countless close-in defense guns and anti-orbital firepower, but it was also the only star port in the world. You must know that the star port They are all huge creations extending hundreds of kilometers from the ground to the sky. Mastering the star port means mastering wealth, strength, mobility, support, supplies, etc.
In order to ensure that they would not be detected by the auspicious device and avoid being beaten into wasps when they landed, they turned off any equipment that could send out pulses and just relied on the inertia of the engine to drift towards that world. Even in the shape of an orc warship, it looked like a Trash.
Although the speed is slow, such an action can ensure maximum efficiency before landing, and the boys will not suffer heavy losses due to defensive artillery.
This kind of wisdom is what the Imperial Guard fears the most, but in most cases the orcs are not proficient in tactics. He learned this technique from an imperial navy. The orcs don't like to learn, but when they realize this It would help the war effort, and they would learn it quickly, no matter what.
This is why the orcs are one of the most difficult things to deal with in this dark galaxy. The old orcs are not only strong warriors and nightmares, but also terrifying commanders who are proficient in various tactical plans.
Of course, it would be difficult for an orc to live to that point. Their warlike personality makes it difficult for them to reach the highest point in life. But if an orc does it, his name must be one of the nightmares in the galaxy.
Captain Bloodaxe is not qualified yet, but he still has potential. The only problem is that he didn't notice one thing, that is, he didn't ask the orcs to turn off the lights. In the end, it was something he learned, not a tactic he invented. There is no problem if there are any flaws in the implementation.
The captain of the Bordeaux just watched the "space junk" brightly approaching the planet like a lumen ball in the void.
the correspondent said. "Captain, what should I do?"
The captain took a sip of coffee. To be honest, even if the greenskins didn't open their shields, he couldn't defeat about four orc battleships with one battleship, but they were very slow.
"Notify the ground forces that we do not have enough firepower. The ships currently in orbit around the world are all commercial ships. Let the ground conduct evacuation and defense..."
Soon, the command headquarters on the ground received the news, and as resident officers, Alan Bayer and Ryan naturally received the news immediately.
Ryan said thoughtfully. "There is no doubt that the orcs want to take root in this world. They probably landed at the South Pole of this world. I think this must be false, otherwise they would not be so arrogant."
"I speculate that they will land next to the Antarctic hive of the planet without orbital defenses, and then start attacking with ground forces."
"By the time we were alert to the Antarctic and spent a lot of troops, the orcs had already attacked other places and taken root. My suggestion is to stay put, continue to scout their positions, and use trench warfare to consume the enemy after landing."
"Although I don't deny the importance of military speed, surprise is also a terrible plan. It is obviously better to use the most common tactics of the Imperial Guard to fight the enemy."
Alan Bayer immediately shook his head after hearing this. This guy is not an ordinary imperial officer. He is an old gambling dog. The war in his hands has never lasted more than a year. You must know that the empire's decades-long war of attrition seems to be in front of him. Worthless.
"A war of attrition? I dare say those greenskins must have wanted to sneak in but forgot to turn off the lights. Their goal is to directly use airdrop pods and infantry to smash through the Antarctic hive, then occupy the star port, and then connect the large forces, continuously Enter the soldiers and take over the world."
Ryan asked. "Why, there is absolutely no need for the aliens to risk such a war. They have numerical and material advantages. If I were the alien, I would definitely choose to slowly annex them instead of attacking the main nest city with the risk of failure."
Alan Beyer replied. "If you think about the greenskins, they only like to fight every day. They were accidentally locked in subspace and beat each other up. They have long been tired of beating the greenskins. Now that they have finally come out, they must be looking for some waaagh from other races."
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"They will definitely land in densely populated areas, directly attack the local PDF, and at the same time turn the world upside down. By the time we come to our senses, they have occupied the star port, and countless war engines will continue to fall from the hulk."< br>
Colonel Lane was horrified by what he said. He couldn't accept that his home world was so ruined, but he didn't think the orcs would be stupid enough to attack the heavily defended Antarctic main nest.
"I still have my own opinions. I have fought against the aliens several times, and you seem to have been underestimating the aliens' tactical plans?"
"I admit that the empire is supreme and humans are excellent, but arrogance is the root of failure. I will lead my troops to intercept the surrounding areas. If you still maintain your point of view, go to the main nest in Antarctica to be lazy."
Alan Bair did not refute. First, he felt that this operation was not an attack on the sky hulk. Second, this was a local battle. Third, the colonel saw that he was from a major and had been fighting against the Tau for too long. , subconsciously feel that war is about planning and strategy, iron blood and materials.
But war is not something that you invest in 3 people for 1 alien, and it can be completed according to the battle damage and plan. It is full of horror, blood, and uncertainty. Obviously, the iron-blooded troops of this world have completed the mission of the colonel time and time again, so that He thinks tactics are the most important thing.
But in this terrifying universe, sensibility and experience are the most valuable. Otherwise, how could the empire rely on various wars of attrition to contain countless aliens in its various worlds? Those tactics were not superb, but relied on the sacrifice and death of countless men and women of the Empire.
But Alan Bayer would not blame him, and would just answer to the Bordeaux. "Don't intercept, let them slowly enter the main nest anti-ship lance range of low-Earth orbit, and then you and other civilian warships shoot together."
"Don't worry about the landing enemies. Let us take care of those greenskins. Just make sure that the alien warships come and go. Remember, if you cannot complete the mission, give priority to ensuring that the structure of the Bordeaux is intact. You can return to the capital hive." Escape.”
The captain's thick voice answered. "Escape? Impossible, the Bordeleau is already thirsting for the blood of those aliens. Compared to this, your ground troops may have to face tens of thousands of greenskins, is it okay?"
Alan Bair looked at the dark starry sky that could only be seen from the top of the hive. "It's night, as dark as a dense forest. Now only reinforced concrete has replaced the forest, and new recruits have replaced veterans. The fate of the greenskins will never change."
The captain knew about that battle and knew what he was talking about. This place is completely different from Gondwa VI. Partoria has stronger defenses, better economy, more people, and no plants or weird magnetic fields. But for the Imperial Guard, the battlefield is the battlefield. Like Gundwa VI, it is still in the world of the Empire, and it is still facing the green-skinned aliens. They have never changed, so he will win.
The captain touched his beard and then looked at the green-skinned battleship that was gradually approaching. "It's clear, Lieutenant Colonel of the Fourth Skadi Regiment, damn Imperial Guard officer, if you fail, I will start the engine and leave this sector to find the Imperial fleet. It may take decades, and you have been It is my only hope for this war.”
"I don't want to leave like a deserter. I see the destruction of the Barca base, just like you see a place like Cadia disappearing. It is completely impossible and extremely painful."
"This universe is too terrible and evil. I need you to ignite the miracle again. In return, you will see the green-skinned battleships turn into fireworks outside the atmosphere."
Alan Beyer replied. "I know, Captain, that I will complete my mission, and that Cardia will remain standing..."
"She will always be in our hearts, suppressing the traitors. She is Abaddon's nightmare, the thing he wants to destroy most, and the thousands of men and women of Cadia are the thick nails that lock the traitors in despair. The Eye of Terror, even if she is gone, the Empire will remember her.”
The captain sighed, feeling something stir inside him, and then he remembered something. "Isn't Cardia good?"
Alan Bair scratched his head, yes, it is the end of the 40th millennium, and the Thirteenth Dark Crusade has not yet come...
"Well, how should I put it? I assume, after all, anything can happen in this universe."
The captain cursed. "Cadia will not be destroyed, don't talk nonsense, go to the ground and stop the greenskins!"
Alan Bair watched Colonel Lane leave just now, and the transport plane left with the entire Imperial Guard Infantry Regiment, and he also replied. "The war is about to begin again. Those aliens will never let us go, Captain, let them pay with blood."
the captain replied. "For the Emperor."
Alan Beyer replied. "For the Emperor."
After the communication ended, Alan Bayer told the staff to start mobilizing, and each company boarded the transport plane in an orderly manner. Alan Bayer had already predicted that the complex terrain inside the hive would make the war anxious, and he was already prepared. It is the consciousness of bombing the hives composed of the empire's people and the empire's countless wealth with missile vehicles.
The transport plane roared forward, and several suspended vehicles with tracked tracks from the 113th Armored Regiment of Falaksia were hoisted by the transport plane and flew towards the Antarctic.
The orcs finally relied on inertia to get closer to the atmosphere. In low-Earth orbit, Blood Ax sat excitedly in the airdrop cabin, and then skillfully placed the fart on his body as a buffer zone.
Other greenskins followed suit, and it had to be said that the grunts of the Snakebite clan were not only smarter than those of other clans, but they also sat much softer.
Xue Ax twisted his butt and asked. “How many airdrops are there this time?”
The technical guy next to him answered. "Four thousand, and two big ones."
And those shabby-looking airdrop silos can carry hundreds of orcs each, and the big ones even contain the war weapons of the Snakebite clan...
Blood Ax is bound to win this war. Forty thousand orcs fell like raindrops after a moment. The densely packed airdrop pods approached the underground spiers, the dark steel forest, and the nest deep in the clouds. The main nest's close-in defense cannon and the roar of anti-aircraft guns…
Blood Ax is not afraid of being hit. As a commander, his airdrop armor is very thick, but other armor will burst instantly.
The number of blood axes expected to land would be reduced by half, but it would still be enough to capture the hive. He grinned happily, and as long as he controlled the main tower of the entire hive and turned off the anti-ship light spears, in this case Green The Pis also have the assistance of junk cannons on battleships...
He has already seen the struggling faces of the shrimps!
But the communicator buzzed unexpectedly. "Boss! There is a battleship with Xiami! We are exposed!"
"What, how is it possible?" Blood Ax replied in surprise, but the fierce anti-ship light spear on the main tower on the ground was fired towards the low-Earth orbit. The light and death brushed his airdrop compartment, and at the same time, about three to four thousand green skins evaporated. …
In the sky, the battleship he was carrying just now was falling downwards with thick smoke, and below the nest, those shrimps seemed to be wearing military uniforms?
It seems that something is wrong? (End of chapter)