"Shua——"
Harsh screams resounded across the sky, and rows of armored bipedal flying dragons cut through the sky, dragging white lines, and the sharp metal wings tore through the air.
To the many enemies of the Ember Empire - this is the voice of death!
"Damn it, those big birds are here again!"
"What a damn bird!"
"Last time they came, they blew me up to ashes, but luckily I saved my life!"
"Get down quickly! I just got down and escaped those fried eggs last time!" an orc shouted.
In the eyes of these short-sighted green-skinned orcs, the bombs dropped by the aviation regiment are "explosive eggs" expelled by the big birds, but they also know that these are extremely dangerous things that can take away their lives - after all, they are The charred corpses all over the ground have strongly proved this.
The shells fell from the sky neatly like raindrops, and exploded almost at the same time, sputtering out countless shrapnel and a viscous gasoline mixture, forming rows of flaming walls on the ground.
The empire's napalm bombs were specially developed for these green-skinned orcs, creating a terrifying sea of fire that continued to burn and spread, incinerating the semi-vegetable green-skinned orcs.
At this point in the war, the orcs are no longer the lunatics who just rushed forward without caring about their own lifespan. Although they are still a group of reckless men, they have become a lot more cautious and have even developed the method of digging holes in the ground. Ways to avoid explosions.
Although they are not afraid of death, they are afraid that they will not be able to fight as hard as they can before dying, and that they will die inexplicably. In their original concept, dying on the battlefield is a good thing.
But now, after experiencing the Empire's indiscriminate bombing, the concepts of these orcs have also undergone great changes.
"Let's go!"
"Run!"
"Let's hide in these pits so they can't bomb us!"
Just like this, surrounded by the sea of fire, the green-skinned orcs were noisy, pushing each other, racking their brains to stay away from the two-legged dragons, avoiding the flames caused by the explosion, and even rarely appeared to collapse.
"Boom!"
A cannonball exploded in the air, and the fiery tongues of flames devoured dozens of surrounding orcs. The flames quickly spread, surrounding more orcs, leaving them unable to wail and roar in the sea of fire.
“It’s so hot!”
"Big Mouth, please save me and put out the flames behind me!"
"Go away, don't come over!"
"Damn it, it's all your fault, I got burned too!"
There were even two burning orcs wrestling together, rolling in the sea of fire, and soon turned into two entangled pieces of pitch-black charcoal. They both died, which fulfilled their wish to die happily in the fight. .
Seeing such a scene, more orcs stopped struggling and chose to fight with their companions invariably, and the reasons they found were particularly casual - they just wanted to have fun before they died.
"Heibei, what do you think I'm doing?"
"I just want to see what happens to you!"
"Seeking death!"
"Hahahaha! Before you are burned to death, I will kill you first!"
"Me too!"
The flames spread at an unimaginable speed, like red sickles, harvesting the surface again and again.
Thick smoke filled the wasteland covered with charred corpses, and countless black figures were struggling and wailing towards death.
However, after the artillery fire washed away the ground, huge steel behemoths broke through the thick smoke, rampaged across the ground, galloped wantonly, and crushed to death those orcs who were lucky enough to survive the bombing.
Even the tracks were soaked in the orcs' glowing green blood.
"Boom——"
The giant steel beast let out a roar, and flames suddenly burst out from the thick barrel. After the roar, the groups of orcs gathered in the distance were blown to pieces.
"Kill these Imperial beasts!"
"Finally! Is this the Imperial?"
"Waaaagh!"
Some orcs were overjoyed to finally see an enemy they could touch. They waved the bone clubs and stone axes in their hands and surrounded the steam tank.
One orc even jumped to the back of the steam tank, beating the armor crazily with a bone club, and countless orcs threw spears, stones, etc., trying to cause damage to the steel giant.
"Bang! Bang!"
A dull sound sounded, but even if they tried their best, they could not break through the thick armor of the steam tank.
"It can't be beaten at all!"
"Damn it! These giant beasts tamed by the imperial people are also wrapped in iron sheets. What a lump of iron!"
"Be careful, this guy is crazy!"
"Boom——"
The next moment, the steam engine was running at full power, billowing white smoke was emitted from the pipes, and the front of the car was spray-painted with a pair of blood-red eyes by the Dragon Vein Goblin driver.
Immediately, the steam truck rolled towards the orcs like a real furious beast, crushing hundreds of orcs into meat pies in an instant.
The protective force field suddenly opened, and the orcs who were lying on the car and beating wildly were also ejected, and were beaten into pieces by the machine gun turret in mid-air.
In this way, hundreds of tanks followed behind the sea of fire, forming a thick wall. They were like huge meat grinders, strangling all the orcs who escaped from the sea of fire.
But there are still many orcs who have found another way, choosing to dig holes and dig the ground like crazy, burying themselves in holes where the sea of fire cannot spread, and even sealing the entrances of the holes.
Green-skinned orcs are creatures that grow from the ground. They can absorb air and nutrients from the soil, and their vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if they bury themselves alive deep in the ground, they can survive for several months by eating soil.
"Fortunately, I hid early. All those people outside are almost dead..."
"Yes, we are smarter than them, so we deserve to survive, grab more things, and kill more people."
Listening to the crackling sound of flames burning flesh on the ground, the shrill wails, and the roars of the orcs struggling together, feeling the violent shaking of the ground again and again, the falling of soil and gravel, the orcs hiding in the caves I feel quite lucky and very sad.
They have not killed the Imperial people, nor have they robbed the legendary and extremely wealthy city of Avendeldan. It would be a pity if they died in this sea of fire in vain.
But these orcs hiding underground never expected that the aviation corps was about to launch a large-scale attack against them.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, the ground shook.
At first, the orcs thought this was an ordinary bombardment, and did not pay attention to it. They just continued to lie in the hole.
But they didn't know that a fatal disaster was quietly approaching.
Soon, a sudden change occurred!
A dazzling fire flashed across the sky again, and accompanied by deafening explosions, several bombs fell accurately near the tunnel.
After the bomb exploded, the first thing produced was a huge high-temperature fireball. The fireball was like an angry giant beast, instantly devouring everything nearby and even rushed into the tunnel. The high temperature made the air in the tunnel extremely hot, and the orcs' skin began to be scorched, and their hair and clothing quickly burned.
"I'm obviously hiding! How can these Imperial people still burn us!"
"It's so hot! There's no place to hide!"
They screamed in pain and rolled in the tunnel, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but it was all in vain.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful shock wave swept over along with the sound of explosions.
This shock wave was like an invisible giant hand, violently slapping the tunnel walls and bunkers. The orcs were violently thrown into the air by this force, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Their bodies became shattered in the impact, and their internal organs and bones were broken under the violent impact.
Immediately afterwards, the high-temperature shock wave penetrated the ground, washing over the bodies of the orcs like a wave, incinerating their entire bodies.
However, the damage caused by cloud bombs did not end there.
As the explosion continued, the air in the tunnel was quickly consumed, and even the air in the soil was drained.
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The orcs began to have difficulty breathing, and roars came from their throats, as if they were fighting against death.
"No"
"Let me out."
However, as oxygen becomes less and less, their voices gradually become weak and weak.
A suffocating darkness and silence filled the tunnel. Only the occasional faint moans can prove that there are still traces of life here.
However, these sounds were soon swallowed up by darkness.
The orcs had no idea that the empire's military engineers had been busy for months, developing bombs corresponding to various scenarios - including the situation where the orcs were hiding underground, just to drive them out.
……
Looking down from a high altitude, the ground has been shrouded in billowing smoke, and the ground is occasionally revealed with the surge of thick smoke.
And Mantou looked at the devastated ground, covered with fire, and covered with orc corpses, and couldn't help but sigh: "This power is really terrifying."
Singo nodded with deep understanding and said through the intercom: "Yes, these are three million orcs, and we killed most of them in just a few days. It's easier than killing a chicken.
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My experience has exceeded the upper limit, and I can add several more full-level proficiency items. This mission has really made me a lot of money. ”
Even he didn't expect that this mission would bring him such a huge amount of experience, let alone Mantou who was evaluated as "never seen the world".
Overlooking the surging sea of fire, Mantou said: "What a spectacular sight. It reminds me of the Tokyo bombing and Li Mei BBQ I saw in the movie before.
Haha, it seems that the Yankee has really returned to his old profession, but it's a pity that there is no "little boy" and "fat man". After all, it is not enjoyable enough. ”
Singo said nonchalantly: "Based on the mental state of that lunatic in the original order, maybe he actually mixed this kind of thing into our ammunition depot."
Steamed Bun suddenly opened his mouth wide and said in astonishment: "It shouldn't happen, right? To deal with these orcs, do you still need nuclear weapons?"
"I hope so."
Singo shook his head and said no more.
And Curtis's calm and extraordinarily calm voice came again from the intercom: "Everyone, prepare for cluster bombing. Be sure to block the escape direction of the group of orcs and encircle them."
"Yes, sir."
The flying dragon knights responded in unison, then pressed the gravity device and climbed rapidly, dragging brilliant flame tails behind them.
With the help of the image on the helmet, Mantou could see a large number of black spots - that is, the green-skinned orcs were chased by the rapidly spreading flames and fled towards the north.
This time, the mission of the aviation map was to prevent the green-skinned orcs from escaping, bombing from north to south, creating a prairie fire, cutting off their retreat, and surrounding the orcs.
"A flanking attack from the north and the south, using sealing tactics to surround the enemy, isn't this just making dumplings?
Insidious enough, I like it. "Steamed Bun chuckled.
Immediately, he followed his colleagues up to an altitude of 10,000 meters, drew semicircular arcs in the sky, turned around, and began to fly levelly.
Looking at the little black dot getting closer and closer on the display screen, Mantou grinned and put his hand on the bomb release button on the side of the flying dragon's neck.
Curtis's clear and calm voice came from the earphones again: "Attention, everyone, prepare for bombing-"
"Three, two——"
"One——"
"Drop the bomb!"
The moment he heard the command, Mantou clicked the bomb release button, and dozens of other dragon knights did the same.
In an instant, hundreds of napalm bombs poured out from the ammunition compartments in the abdomens of the wyverns. It was like a heavy rain falling, and the mid-air was filled with dense shells, which was particularly spectacular.
At the same time, those shells pierced the air and made a harsh explosion, which made people's eardrums sting and their hearts tremble.
"Let's go!"
"Let's continue to escape north!"
"Damn it, we don't want to be cannon fodder for those old guys! I want to rob in an upright manner!"
At this moment, the orcs were still noisy. They were crowding and pushing, avoiding the spreading sea of fire behind them, and quickly evacuated towards the north - their hometown, the Ugo Prairie.
But at this moment, the orc running at the front heard a familiar sound—it was the scream of death.
"Gruush is on top"
"I, I don't believe it"
The orcs raised their heads tremblingly, eyes widened, and saw the group of strange birds appearing in front of them again, constantly dropping exploding eggs.
Those strange birds are like legendary ghosts, always appearing in the direction they go, bringing fire and death.
The orc pointed at the sky, his legs trembled, and shouted: "It's a strange bird! There are those kind of strange birds in the north too!"
"Get out of the way!"
"Don't block my way!"
However, the orcs behind him had no idea and pushed forward crazily, even trampling the orc who stopped under his feet, and surged toward the north like a flood.
But soon, with the explosions, the vast grassland in front of them was no longer there, but also turned into a prairie fire sea and billowing smoke.
At this moment, the green-skinned orcs no longer had a way to escape.
Whether it is east, west, north or south, in the sky or underground, these brutal Imperials will hunt them down - until there is no longer a green-skinned orc that can stand up on this earth. (End of chapter)