Chapter 138, Beast Slaughter Group (64k please subscribe!)


Chapter 138, Beast Slaughter Group (6.4k, please subscribe!)

"Fuck!"

Henry didn't hold back and cursed.

Swann had surrendered. From this point of view, the retreat of the deserters and the sudden attack of the green-skinned orcs helped a little.

However, Henry couldn't hand over a garbage town that had been turned into ruins into the hands of the governor and then lick his face and say that he had fulfilled his mission, right?

With a dark face, Henry said: "What is the situation in District 5 now?"

"It's terrible. There's no time to build new fortifications there. Our people can only fight those greenskins in the ruins. No one knows whether those adventurers can hold on. I can only guarantee that my People can stand firm to the end.”

"I will inform the Governor of this news as soon as possible, Mr. Swann. If you don't want to hand over a rubbish town in ruins to the Governor and completely disappoint the Governor, please be sure to think about it in the next few days. Do everything you can to hold on to the front, at least until the Governor's troops arrive."

Swann said solemnly: "You don't need to tell me that I will do the same, but please urge me. No one in Junk Town wants Junk Town to become a ruin, but sometimes it's not a question of whether you want it or not."
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After saying that, he paused and then hesitantly made another request: "In addition... can the troops currently stationed outside Junk Town help?"

Henry hesitated.

He paced left and right, feeling conflicted.

Without Swann's request, he had already thought that there was such a strong army outside of Garbage Town that could provide foreign aid.

But there are risks.

It should be easy to convince Purbeuf and go to the governor for authorization to act. Purbeuf is willing to fight, and the Governor, knowing that Swann bows his head and Trash Town surrenders, should also be willing to let Purbeuf join the war first.

But that would require this combined battalion to fight against the terrifying green-skinned swarm!

Is that an easy target?

Purbeuf's combined battalion was indeed powerful. Fighting the marauders was like killing a pig, but the greenskins were another matter entirely.

If there are heavy casualties, do you have to bear the responsibility yourself?

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and told Swann that he was willing to give it a try.

On the premise that Junk Town is willing to surrender completely to the Governor, it still needs to be guaranteed.

Taking down Junk Town is of great significance to the Governor's expansion of power. It is the most important raw material production area around Fuxing City, and it is also the most powerful military force among the uncontrolled forces in the surrounding area.

This is also the biggest step for me to advance.

……

As Henry had thought before, it was not difficult to convince Purbeuf to go to war. After the Governor knew the entire situation here, especially after knowing that Garbage Town might really let those green-skinned orcs penetrate the defense line in a battle, Was directly destroyed.

Of course Gu Hang didn't want this to happen.

He granted Purbeuf the corresponding authority and allowed him to decide what to do based on the situation.

At the same time, the team led by Gu Hang himself also sped up.

On Purbov's side, after receiving the authorization, he didn't hesitate much and quickly launched an attack with his entire army.

The fully mechanized troops quickly bypassed the garbage town and headed towards the so-called fifth area.

Along the way, all Pubov saw was chaos.

Many groups of adventurers who had been temporarily summoned with huge sums of money gathered in teams and rushed towards the fifth area; but at the same time, Perbov saw a larger number of adventurers retreating from the front line.

A considerable number of those who retreated looked very embarrassed and frightened.

These were obviously the broken soldiers who had escaped from the front line.

In addition, some of the adventurers who retreated showed no traces of battle. This category is a bit strange.

Purbov arranged for people to stop several different groups of adventurers and bring them over to inquire about the situation on the front line.

From the mouth of the defeated soldier, he got a piece of news that he didn’t know whether it was good or bad:

The battle ahead was still going on, but in the absence of fortifications, it was easy for the orcs to rush into close combat and engage in close combat. The casualties were very high. Team after team of adventurers could not withstand such terrible casualties. They came from the front line. retreated.

If it is good news, it is because the frontline is still fighting and has not completely collapsed; if it is bad news, it is because it is about to collapse.

The other wave of people who retreated without fighting gave more intriguing news - they had received an order to retreat. These orders come from certain businessmen or even agents who pay to hire them.

Perbov didn't know enough about Garbage Town, but Henry, who came to the front line with his command vehicle, immediately understood what it meant.

Those pessimists felt that Garbage Town could no longer hold its own, so they withdrew the teams they had paid to hire. They no longer maintained their front lines and engaged in meaningless battles, but wanted them to protect themselves and escape from Garbage Town.

It is even possible that the news that Governor Gu was going to take over Junk Town was leaked, which also spurred those businessmen and agents to think of fleeing.

Anyway, even if we can defend it, Junk Town doesn't belong to us, so why bother paying to defend it? Let's run away.

Thinking of this, Henry was particularly angry!

How can we save Trash Town with these insects!

This is undoubtedly likely to lead to a complete collapse!

The combined battalion led by Perbov continued to advance, and Henry borrowed the communication equipment from his command vehicle, contacted Swann who was still in the garbage town, and informed him of the situation here.

Swann said he would find a solution.

Not limited to just killing those who want to run away, the defeated troops will also find ways to gather together and try their best to maintain the front line.

Henry was somewhat relieved to hear Swann's assurance.

If the boss of Garbage Town really wanted to stop this situation from spreading and worsening, he would have found a way.

But there was only one thing that made Henry feel uncertain: What if Swann wanted to run away too?

He let himself trick Purbov into going to the front line, just to gain time to transfer material wealth. What should he do?

To put it bluntly, he was afraid that Swann would lie to him.

For a moment, he actually felt a little confused.

Seeing that Purbov was already giving orders for the artillery support company to deploy its formation, he said to Purbov:

"I'll stay here." After a pause, he continued, "I can't help much even if I go to the front line, so it's better to stay here. Leave me a set of radio stations, and I'll communicate with the inside of Junk Town at any time to ensure that nothing changes inside. . If everything goes well, I will find a way to collect some retreating troops here. If... if there is a big problem in Junk Town, I will notify you as soon as possible and won't let you fall alone. Quagmire.”

"Okay, let's do it."

……

Half an hour later, the front line of District 5.

As expected, the battle continued, and many adventurers were still resisting, but they had no advantage at all. The green-skinned orcs came back from a distance and killed these adventurers one by one. From time to time, a whole team The adventurer collapsed and retreated.

Among them, those with a resolute fighting attitude are a group of people wearing gray combat coats. There are also uniform armbands on their arms, the style of which is a spear passing through the orc's head from bottom to top.

This armband represents an adventure group that was only established six months ago but has rapidly expanded and expanded in six months: the Beast Slayer Group.

This is a team of people who are determined to take revenge on the green-skinned orcs. Its founder and current leader is named Ruggie Likosi.

Li Kexi used to be the leader of a medium-sized adventure group. He lived in Junk Town all year round. He was generous, enthusiastic, and loyal, and had always been famous in the entire adventurer industry.

Six months ago, his regiment encountered a group of green-skinned orcs and was nearly wiped out. He himself and quite a few of his comrades in the team were captured by those greenskins.

He saw with his own eyes that many of his closest comrades had their heads split open by those greenskins and their brains were eaten, and they were disemboweled and used as food.

Among them, even his wife and two sons were included.

Later, this small orc camp was raided by another group of adventurers, and Li Kexi escaped in the chaos. Since then, he has disbanded his past team and established a new adventure group called the "Beast Slaughter Group" with the intention of revenge.

Anyone who has a grudge against the green-skinned orcs and is determined to destroy the green-skinned orcs can join the adventure group. In fact, this is no longer an adventure group, and their main goal is no longer exploring, scavenging, and collecting high-value items in the ruins, but has changed to hunting green-skinned orcs.

In the past few years, there have been quite a few people who had a grudge against the green-skinned orcs. Some people will be scared to death by the green-skinned orcs' toughness, cruelty, and bellicosity, but of course there are also people who will be aroused with anger and hatred.

They gathered in the beast-slaying group and began the war with the green-skinned orcs.

And such a team is certainly a good thing for Garbage Town, which is facing an increasingly serious threat from green skins. Although they are no longer involved in production, no longer scavenge, and rarely accept employment, merchants and agents in various garbage towns are still willing to donate generously to provide them with weapons and equipment, logistical supplies, and even additional funding.

With internal support from hatred and external funding, the Beast Slaughter Group has expanded rapidly in six months. At the same time, among all the adventure groups in Junk Town, they are the most resolute in fighting the green-skinned orcs and have the best record. The best team.

Their original defense area was not in the 18th district, nor in the fifth district. However, after the outer defense line of the 18th District was penetrated and penetrated all the way to the 5th District, they had to retreat to avoid being flanked.

At the same time, they also realized that the breakthrough of the green-skinned orcs was still not over. If they continued to rush forward, the garbage town serving as the rear area might really be gone.

Li Kexi led the beast-slaying group with more than the average manpower to the fifth area for reinforcements, trying to plug the loopholes in the defense line.

Then, fighting and fighting, his troops became the main force.

The other friendly forces retreated one after another, and in the end only a few people were left to fight alongside them.

Holding a privately modified shotgun with three huge barrels tied together, he pulled the trigger. After dense large-caliber shotgun blasted a green-skinned head at close range, Li Kexi spat it out with a 'poof' sound. He picked up the almost burnt cigarette in his mouth and looked around.

A sense of sadness arose in his heart.

He knew that this might be his final burial place.

The number of green-skinned orcs rushing forward from the gap in the defense line may have exceeded 3,000; on the other hand, except for his 3,000-number beast-slaying group, the other adventurers who are still persisting in fighting may be There are only about one or two thousand left.

According to past experience, if you want to defend against the impact of the green-skinned orcs, especially when they are at close range, you must have at least ten times the number to win; five times the number can maintain a stalemate.

Although his beast-slaying group has mastered some special skills in long-term battles with the greenskins, and has specially modified weapons, they are still unable to do three against one.

Now, the difference in numbers between the two sides is not even double, and according to experience, it will be impossible to defend.

But further back in the fifth area, there is no line of defense.

His adjutant had come more than once to ask what to do.

And the answer he gave has never changed:

"The only option is to fight to the death!"

He himself has sufficient fighting will, and he also understands that after allowing these green-skinned orcs to overwhelm the garbage town, there will be no chance for revenge. Those green-skinned orcs will have a greater living space, and humans will completely destroy this area. rout. He has a death wish.

But the beast-slaying group was on the verge of collapse.

Although the performance of the Beast Slaughter Group has been better than that of any adventure group, they are also human beings. Hatred and anger can support them in fighting more fiercely than others, but they are still afraid. When faced with a fatal battle, Not everyone can really die generously.

He has felt that many of his brothers are already wavering.

He was a little anxious at first, but he soon calmed down.

Let's go, let's go, it's better to live a few more years. In such a desperate situation, I just want to die fighting these greenskins, and I don't necessarily want others to do the same.

After struggling to load the ammunition, he strode forward. Another green-skinned orc rushed toward him, roaring, and the three brothers nearby opened fire. The green-skinned orc was shot several times but remained standing. He raised the crudely constructed firearm and pulled the trigger, killing the two of them quickly.

The third man rushed forward, holding a long-handled sword, and slashed at the green-skinned head.

The skin was torn and blood was flowing, but the head could not be split open because it was stuck by the skull.

But the green-skinned man took out a hand ax with his backhand and split open the head of the heroic Beast Slayer warrior.

The green-skinned man pulled out the long knife from his head and roared to the sky with blood on his face, as if he was crazy.

"Bang!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he was only five or six meters away from the green skin, and with an exaggerated three-barreled shotgun, he shot it in the head.

The green-skinned man, whose face was covered with bruises, fell to the sky.

Rubbing his shoulders that were in pain from the recoil, he saw two more orcs coming over.

At this moment, there were no brothers around him, and the three-barreled shotgun in his hand obviously had no time to reload.

He dropped the firearm and took out the long-handled sword that was the signature of the Beast Slaughter Group.

This should be the last battle before death. I don't know if I can replace an orc before I die.

You can't cut off the head, limbs or torso, as that won't kill you in one hit, and you can only cut off the neck. Moreover, it is necessary to exert full force and master the angle of the knife edge entering the flesh, so as to have a chance to cut off the cervical vertebrae.

He only had one chance to kill him, but if he didn't succeed, the green skin's physical strength far beyond that of humans would immediately tear him apart.

He took a deep breath, waiting for the final moment to come.

The two orcs, one behind the other, were getting closer and closer.

They are quite anxious to get ahead, fearing that if they move too slowly, they will lose the chance to kill.

At this moment, a loud noise came from behind, and at the same time, there was a rocket trailing flames.

The rocket exploded directly in front of him, hitting the two monsters one behind the other, knocking them over. The one in the back had been killed by the explosion, but the one in the front happened to fall not far from Li Kexi.

Ignoring his hair that was scorched by the tail flame, Li Kexi quickly stepped forward and chopped off the monster's head with three knives.

At this time, he had time to turn his head, and saw a group of strange soldiers coming from behind him.

It was just a three-person combat team, two of them held guns, and the other carried a rocket launcher.

The rocket just now was naturally shot from their hands. At this moment, the rocket launcher was taking out new rockets from the large tactical backpack behind him and stuffing them into the tube; the other two were constantly firing at a green-skinned orc who was still far away and trying to get closer.

The firearms in their hands also seemed strange to Li Kexi. He had never seen such a gun before. It was pitch black and completely different from the iron tube rifles held by many adventurers. It looked very well made.

Looking in the direction of the shooting, the orc who was being fired at was obviously shot one after another.

There is a distance of about 100 meters between the two sides.

What is the concept of a hundred meters distance? Looking from a distance, the orc is not much bigger than a small black dot.

Being able to hit accurately at this distance not only means that these strange soldiers have accurate shooting skills, but also means that the rifles in their hands have very reliable accuracy.

If it were a rifle commonly used by adventurers, no matter how accurate the aim was, the projectile would fly a hundred meters without knowing where it would miss.

In fact, the firearms used by the green-skinned orcs were similar, or even weaker. The guns in the greenskin's hands are all incredibly powerful. Within the effective range, one shot can often smash a person's entire upper body to pieces. However, their effective range is only within fifty meters, which is considered reliable. Beyond this distance, they will miss a lot, which is worse than the iron tube rifles in the hands of adventurers.

Because of this, the regular combat distance between adventurers and those green-skinned orcs in the past was within a hundred meters.

Between fifty and one hundred meters, the adventurers have some firepower advantage, but the greenskins can rely on their thick skin and thick flesh to rush within fifty meters, and then they are no match for them at all.

Someone can kill a person with one shot, but a hundred bullets need to be poured into the small water pipe on our side to kill a greenskin. How to fight this kind of battle?

What's more, after the greenskins reach fifty meters, they will not stop except for shooting. They will rush to a closer distance so that they can take advantage of the powerful but low accuracy of their firearms.

Or more directly, rush to close combat range and use cold weapons to solve the battle.

And often at this time, the morale of human adventurers completely collapses. No one dared to engage in close combat with these monsters except for the beast-slaying group who dared to use their big swords and fight the greenskins at an exchange ratio of more than five to one.

But these new unfamiliar infantrymen seem to be different.

Not only do they have extremely precious rocket launchers, but the rifles in their hands can still be effective from a hundred meters away.

This means a lot.

The orc who rushed towards us had been shot at least thirty times when he was fifty meters away. And he fired two shots, but they both missed.

Immediately afterwards, it continued to rush forward. When it was within fifty meters, it finally couldn't withstand such frequent blows and fell to the ground and died.

It was not just this infantry group that shot them, there were two other infantry groups who apparently also found traces of it, and six guns were shooting at it.

Li Kexi couldn't help but feel envious.

I envy the rocket launcher, and I also envy the gun.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder: Where did these strange people come from?

He has a wide network of contacts, and he knows most of the adventure groups and slightly famous ones that hang out around Garbage Town. I have never seen any group with such good equipment.

He saw someone waving to him.

Li Kexi hesitated and walked over.

He asked: "Which regiment are you from?"

The person waving to him was also confused for a moment, and then quickly responded: "We are not from an adventure group, we are soldiers of the New Alliance! I am Staff Sergeant Luke Duffy."

"..."

The amount of information was a bit overwhelming, and Li Kexi didn’t even know what to say for a while.

Sergeant Duffy saw the armband on his arm and asked, "Are you also from the Beast Slayer Corps?"

"...Yes."

"Then go to the rear as soon as possible. Many of your comrades are regrouping. We still need your help and we must work together to clean out these dirty green-skinned monsters."

Li Kexi was stunned again.

His will to die subsided.

If there was still hope of winning, then he really didn't deserve to die. If possible, he hoped to see more green-skinned monsters die before his eyes.

"Sgt. Luke Duffy, I remember you. I am Li Kexi, the leader of the beast-slaying group. We are destined to meet again."

"Are you the leader?" Duffy was startled and said quickly: "That's just right! You have to go to the rear, and your brothers still need your leadership."

"You're right."

Lee Koxi picked up his gun and followed the direction Luke Duffy pointed.

As they walked a little further, they heard fierce gunfire and the sound of rocket launchers behind them.

He couldn't help but look back and saw the ten soldiers forming three combat groups. They did not continue to move forward, but held on to their current position. In front of them, a group of about twenty greenskins was coming towards them.

Li Kexi's heart sank severely.

Especially after seeing those two rockets hitting him, only three greenskins were killed. Ten soldiers were hit with bullets from a distance. Even with concentrated fire, only two were killed from a long distance.

There are still fifteen left!

They had rushed to a very close distance.

At this distance, it would take a few seconds at most before these monsters would rush into the soldiers' faces. And they were in the middle, and they didn't even have time to change the magazine, nor did they have time to fill the rocket launcher with new ammunition.

Li Kexi was not optimistic about their fate and hesitated whether to turn around and fight alongside them.

That was certainly not a wise move, but... they had just saved his life, but he was going to turn his back on them and live in espionage?

Just when he was hesitating, he heard two more rumbling sounds coming from behind.

Turning his head, he saw two giant steel beasts driving out from behind a building.

One of them was a tank, a Challenger tank that he had seen once. The other one is a wheeled infantry combat vehicle that looks thinner but looks more powerful.

They fired at the green-skinned orcs at the same time.

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