Chapter 123 The Red Pirates Invade the Human-Beast Alliance
The once invincible Blood Axes in the void will hesitate slightly when they see human ships. The reason is very simple. When the bosses see the ship and waaaagh get on it, they will find that the ship is full of bombs. But if an unlucky boy is sent up to detect it, they will be hit again. But the garrison on the ship.
Xiami is very cunning, and the minimum number of people in the anti-jump gang on their ship is several hundred. For the Blood Ax Orcs who are already stretched because of this, this cost is obviously too high.
During this time, almost all real merchant ships were equipped with bombs. Such modifications became commonplace in this area. Nowadays, it is no longer possible to rely on appearance to distinguish safe targets. In the end, orc attacks often result in the loss of both men and money.
Now, if the boy doesn't have enough to eat, if the boy doesn't have enough to eat, it means that the boy will not become more numerous. If the boy does not become more numerous, it means that the war cannot be fought. Now in the command room of the asteroid stronghold, ten school-level orc leaders gathered here, enough Ten orc regiments, each consisting of thousands of people, can dominate anywhere in this void, but even if tens of thousands of orcs are suppressed, they may not be able to defeat Karu City.
They were wearing military uniforms, drinking coffee, looking at battle reports, star charts, communicators, and tattered cables and wires. They even had a big table like the Empire's that can be used for holographic projection.
But this group of huge and bloody cunning orcs are waiting for someone, an orc who once changed their predicament, the second-generation One-Eye.
The sound of pattering military shoes, the gorgeous general uniform, countless tattered badges hanging on the chest, the orc's eye was also gouged out and replaced with a mechanical prosthetic eye, the cape on the military uniform, lace, high Song's collar (Imperial style) and the personal power sword favored by Imperial commanders hangs from his waist.
He was followed by an orc wearing a full set of carapace armor. It was not the full-body armor of the Imperial Stormtroopers, or even the kind that looked a bit like an exoskeleton power suit. It was also not the thickened sealed armor used by Imperial Guard sergeants. The orcs were because of their powerful Their ability to endure pain relies more on embedding ceramite directly into their own flesh and blood.
Unlike ordinary green skinned men who prefer red and yellow to show off their NB, armored guys like blood axe, or armored guys prefer pitch black, or green and other colors that are suitable for hiding in the void and forest, because of this Character, their armor is not only without spikes, but also smooth, and has many soft pads to reduce the sound of movement.
They are armed with bolters. Heavy weapons that are difficult for humans to shoot can still be used by elite orcs because they are big enough, fierce enough, and more terrifying.
But compared to those things, their master seems mediocre. Even among the orcs, he is not the biggest, nor does he look the most ferocious, but he should be the most cunning. The orcs' understanding of status is to be equal in strength. Even though the second generation One-Eye didn't have the power of the first generation, it was more cunning than him.
He has mastered the thing that controls the orcs, order. When all the orcs at the school level recognize his command, he is like ten war bosses merged into one. In order to survive, other orcs also need a commander-in-chief, and the one-eyed general also Go is the only orc with personal content written by One Eye.
It's ironic. In their eyes, they unconsciously began to recognize that knowledge is power and unity is the standard of victory, and used it as a treasure. At this moment, One Eye slowly took his seat, and the orc leaders also stopped their laziness.
The huge boss sitting on the right side of the main seat reported. "Xiami's plan is very cunning. I have counted most of the explosive ships. They have nothing in common except that they are Xiami ships. I speculate that Xiami has put 40% of the merchant ships with bombs. He wants to fight with them. We have run out of ammunition and food.”
The second-generation One-Eye waved his hand. "It's nothing. Hold on, the human fleet cannot be endless. They cut off their own commercial routes to engage in a war of attrition and delay us."
"It won't be good for either of us to continue, but that's what war is. This is not a business cooperation." It is a rare quality among orcs to be able to reason things clearly, and during the ancient war in heaven, all the ancestors of orcs They are all top bosses, smart, big, capable and cunning, but the second-generation One-Eye is more like a throwback to his ancestors than the first-generation one's upward approach with strong luck and ability.
But the place where he returned to his ancestors is probably the brain, but generally speaking, such aliens don't get much attention, because just being smart can't survive among the orcs, but he was very lucky, and when he encountered the one-eyed downfall and the orcs, he would immediately The resource shortage crisis of death has come to this day naturally.
Luck has always been indispensable and cannot be ignored, but the wisdom and methods of the second generation will not be kind and cowardly. Those school-level orcs are all elite bosses, but they still dare not look down on this leader who is only the size of an ordinary orc.
Military doctors among the orcs have examined him countless times. Theoretically, it is impossible for an orc to remain short after receiving so much admiration. The final result was that One Eye almost collapsed. He was born with hormone secretion disorder, which was the biggest contributor to the growth of the orcs. , the unique hormones of orcs will be secreted when they feel the admiration of their peers, driving their bodies to grow larger.
But One-Eye does not have such ability, he will never be able to become the huge boss in his dream, and this secret can only be known by the school-level or regiment-level orc staff.
Those big guys are all three or four meters in size, with muscles that are swollen enough to be comparable to armor, and monsters whose bodies will not die even if they are burned by plasma, but they have to obey this little guy's words, which further illustrates how terrifying the new generation of one-eyed monsters is.
After One Eye finished his speech, and after a long silence with a hint of fear, the boss on One Eye's left side said. "The Huron fleet is approaching and the Spikeboys are coming."
Spike Boy is the orc's "pet name" for Chaos, just like the Eldar Bean Sprout, the Human Shrimp, the Titanium is No Nose, the Necrons are Spare Ribs, and the Greaser Guy is Gear Boy.
Although there may be differences according to the different styles and customs of the orcs in different places, the principle is the same. Despise any living thing except yourself, and kill all life except your own race. This is the way to survive in this dark universe, orcs Clearly proficient at this.
One Eye's expression changed after hearing the news. "How much exactly?"
The orc boss on the left glanced at the one on the right. The two colonels were almost at the pinnacle of the power of the orcs here. They had been fighting openly and secretly for a long time. Although the left and right were equally important, the right was obviously often more favored. At this moment, the left seemed to be talking more.
[Look, how powerful I am. 】
Then answer immediately. "A fleet group consisting of about 30 battleships should be able to absorb them according to the power of the shrimps in this galaxy now. I think we should attack now and take over the world when the shrimps attack those spikey boys."
One Eye answered immediately without thinking. "No, you stupid thing. The Black-Hearted King is here. None of us can escape. Karu City is nothing. The first generation of One-Eye failed because the layout was too small and the enemy was underestimated. If we knew how to attack, the end would be bad. The better thing to die in the Xiami attack is to take over that world, and then Huron will come and be finished together.”
This is not alarmist. As orcs, they are more resistant to subspace. Even when the storm is fierce, they can leave slightly and come to the nearby star area. One Eye therefore understands very well, even better than the Imperial Guard. Now this star area is almost Has been completely eaten by Huron.
The 30 warships are at best just an advance force, and their current military strength is not enough. The number of orcs is stretched thin, with tens of thousands of orcs and tens of thousands of farts. The big tech masters are exhausted just by building infantry machines, not to mention warships. Most of their current warships It's still something left over from the one-eyed era, something plundered from humans.
If there is anything that One Eye is still afraid of now, the first is the fourth Skadi Infantry Regiment that defeated the first generation, and the second is the power of the Black Heart King. When he was still in his infancy, these two were absolutely terrifying things.
However, the whereabouts of Skadi's fourth regiment are now unknown, and the Black Heart King is the real pressure.
"Put the matter down, and then send the news of our detection to humans. The number is ten times exaggerated. 300 warships are approaching."
One Eye's words surprised the two orc bosses present. It's not that they had never thought about alliance with humans, but the blood feud and different races and different beliefs forced them to fight each other. The orc officers also experienced the pain of their comrades again and again because of humans. leave.
The orcs are not emotionless, they just like fighting. They are very indifferent to most things. However, after three years of accumulated hatred, the humans and greenskins in this star system have already wished that the souls of the opposite side were wiped out.
"Boss..." The orc boss on the left hesitated a little. As soon as he spoke, the one on the right immediately stood up and shouted. "Signal Corps, work!"
Sometimes, the difference between the left and right may not be ability, but comfort. The left hand can help you with many things, but the right hand will always be your habit most of the time. It is not better, but it will act without thinking...
It is difficult for the Orcs' radios to traverse the huge range of tens of thousands of kilometers. They usually use small spacecrafts to carry recording equipment and then drop them over the planet.
In order to prevent the opponent from judging their distance based on the fuel storage of the spacecraft, they will not only use oversized fuel tanks that are far larger than the needs of the spacecraft itself.
At the same time, the Orks' communication spacecraft even used their best coating for this purpose, smearing it on the inside of the fuel tank to ensure that the enemy would not rely on the traces of fuel to determine the amount of fuel.
This level of rigor is even stronger than that of many Astra Militarum forces. When the spaceship with almost no traces landed in the orbit of Gondwar VI and played those heretical remarks, most civilian equipment was strictly monitored by the Ecclesiarchy to prevent those words from being affected. Ordinary people.
But this kind of movement has obviously attracted the attention of the senior officials of the Astra Militarum and the nobles of Karu City. They gathered together to listen to the clearest words at the height of the star port, closest to the void, because for the orcs All information must come clearly.
As the second largest military group currently entrenched in Gondwa VI (the first is Lieutenant General Makato's army), Alan Bair is almost among the first people to come. Naturally, he is attracted by his old enemy One-Eye. It's just the anger that wants to eat those things alive.
Next are the staff officers, Lieutenant General Makato, the captain, Governor John Deen, the female diplomat and former non-commissioned officer, and many astral military academy level officials.
It can be said that this place is the epitome of the officialdom of the empire. Without the school level, no one has the right to speak. They can only serve as a background. They may even be executed because of the news they heard here. For the big-headed soldiers, they must not stay for a long time. place.
The communicator made a hissing messy sound, and then the orc's voice appeared. That rough and ridiculous voice did not speak trash talk in low Gothic as usual today, but instead used high-pitched imperial written style. Gothic word order, this is a complex language that is difficult for imperial nobles to learn on a large scale.
It is difficult to understand just the written text, and it is even more rare to speak it verbally, not to mention that the opposite party is an orc?
And this was too smart for the first-generation One-Eye. While studying human culture, he also wrote a High Gothic dictionary in Orc language to assist him in reading and enhance his understanding. In this regard, he was simply an imperial scholar.
The orc race is actually very talented in language. You must know that orcs can learn the advantages of other races in war and copy them. Although most orcs will not use such abilities, they can pick them up anytime and anywhere for war needs. Play.
And the complex and noble language coming out of the alien's mouth made the high-ranking empire officials here darken their faces.
"From now on, there are constant disputes. Orcs and humans, good guys and bad guys, fight for the sake of war. I don't regret it, but the black heart has arrived. The king is coming. An army of thousands of ships will sweep across this place. Three hundred battleships, fallen demigods, are no longer you. To my best, the One-Eyed General accepted the order in the face of danger, and with his destiny entrusted to the human empire, we formed an alliance and defeated the enemy through unity."
Alan Bayer opened his mouth after hearing this. "What the hell is he farting?"
John answered. "He said that three hundred fleets are coming, bringing Space Marines and cultists with them, and we must form an alliance."
Alan Beyer grabbed the communicator, opened the conversation, and cursed. "Thank you for your kindness, good man, thank you for your generosity, good man, thank you for your mother, good man, oh, sorry, I am a potato (grown from the ground) for you."
At this moment, the whole room burst into laughter. Both ordinary soldiers and senior officials couldn't help but cover their mouths, and some even burst out laughing.
Mr. John coughed and cleared his smile. "They couldn't hear it. This should be a small spacecraft that came from the void with a set direction."
Alan Bayer was relieved after cursing and sighed. "I understand. The answer is that they form an alliance and hang banners in the orc language on the nearest merchant ship."
John Dehn asked. "But we don't know Orcish?"
Alan Bayer rolled up his sleeves. "I will." (End of Chapter)