Chapter 138: Fighting Aswan again (5)

Close to the wall, the soldier Morris shuddered under the recoil of the rifle. The snorting smoke filled the fortress, and the oil lamp was smoked and flickered. There were fifteen companions on this floor. He fired at the same time, but their bullets hit the crowded green tide in front of them, and there was absolutely no effect.
Another shot, the smoke rose from behind the gun barrel, Morris had no time to check his results, and quickly pulled a bullet from the bullet belt. After the initial panic, he had gradually calmed down, not how he was Brave, it is purely that they have no choice.
He saw with his own eyes that the fortress No. 42 on the front left was blown into a pile of rubble, and then Oak pulled out the undead soldiers, strung on their crude weapons, and laughed at the screams of humans, from that time on , He already understood-they will inevitably die.
As a man of Aksum, he must not allow these beasts to rush into his hometown. If he really wants to die, then taking as much green skin as possible before his death will be his only mission.
Suddenly, he saw a barrage sweep, trying to intercept Oak before they reached the wings of the fortress. This was nearby bunker No. 12, and after a long silence, they finally opened fire again. Morris thought their machine gun was scrapped. What.
The tracer flicked across the ground continuously, sparking a burst of sparks in the dark, which was the effect of hitting the armor of Ork, and the machine's firing failed to stop them. Morris remembered that when he first served in the fortress, the veterans were in the tavern. Bragging about how much green skin they slaughtered with a machine gun, but now it seems they have more bragging ingredients.
waaaaaaagh!
The sound of guns and the roar of green skin did not shake Morris' mind, but the other soldiers were not necessarily.
"Grenades!! They are coming!"
The officer's cries echoed from the fort, and he was now standing on top of the fort, directing their only heavy firepower, an outdated field gun.
The large forces of Oak have been rushing close, and Morris can even clearly see their disgusting faces-the protruding square large chin, the messy tusk, and more smoky marks, They screamed with excitement, ignoring the splashing rain coming from the face, striding at a heavy pace with their pistols and choppers, and went straight to the fortress, as if they believed that this alone could remove the thing.
There are so many of them, and for a moment Morris even had the illusion, as if he had returned to the sea, facing the endless ocean.
But the thing in his hand did not stop. The grenade with wooden handle was removed from the waist. This is the latest military product of the empire. It is said that the design scheme came from a small kingdom in the west, but it is very simple to use quickly. He was unanimously welcomed from the military to the soldiers, and Morris was even a company's bombardment expert-he could throw this thing 90 meters away.
"Everyone is ready!"
As the squad leader, he glanced left and right, confirming that everyone caught the tab with his fingers.
"1,2,3!"
The pull ring was ripped off, and a burning squeak sounded all around. Everyone threw the grenade out of the shooting port. Although the environment limited the distance and accuracy of their throwing, these were no longer needed at this time, because Ok was near It's close by, and it's as dense as the sand on the ground.
Boom Boom~!
In the continuous fire and explosion, many Oaks rolled to the ground in wailing, and the dense formation became slightly looser, but it was not enough.
boom!
The field artillery at the top of the fortress fired, and the hot solid iron ball cut a path of flesh and blood in the green leather queue. Various limbs and internal organs were thrown up and hit the head of the surrounding Ouke. They have a stronger desire to kill.
"carry on!"
He was about to throw another round of bombing, but suddenly a huge impact came from the wall, tossing his entire person out and hitting the gray wall behind him.
Oak's artillery began to fight back.
After a while, Morris shook his head and propped up his upper body. The roar around his ears turned all the noisy sounds around him into a fuzzy echo. He shook his head hard again, barely breaking free from dizziness.
But the scene in front of him made him feel desperate. In the dust and smoke, he saw a big hole of one person open three meters to the right of his previous position, broken bricks scattered on the ground, a few A gray figure crawled on the ground, and there was no more movement.
The most terrible thing is Ed. He is in that position. Now, except for one thigh, the whole person can no longer see a more complete part. The surrounding walls are full of traces formed by blood splatter and some sticking to it. minced meat.
"Are you still alive!"
Morrie struggled to stand up, his voice hoarse with smoke.
"Squad leader..."
"Still."
Before long, several figures stood up from the ground with difficulty, and then he noticed that there was one in the corner.
"Hasta."
He called the other party's name. This is the youngest soldier under his hand, only 17 years old, and he didn't know how the recruiter let a hairy boy mix in.
But the other party did not give him any response.
"Hasta!"
He yelled at each other again and walked over.
Only then did he find that the other party was leaning against the wall, his face covered with sweat and tears pale as paper, his hands around his head, and he could not complain in the noisy, the youth's spirit seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
"Don't be a coward!"
Morris dragged him from the ground, dragging him to the edge of the gap that was blasted away, and at this time, Oak was about to rush under the fortress~EbookFREE.me~ watching them! If you don't fight, your loved ones will be slaughtered by them! "
"Below, are you still alive..."
Hearing the faint voice of the officer from the top, Morris turned the teenager back to the ground, turned around and walked up, leaving only a word before leaving.
"Sorry, I couldn't take you back alive."
Ignoring the fierce gunfire that sounded behind him, Morris quickly climbed the stairs to the top of the fortress, but what he saw was a purgatory scene.
The original bronze artillery had been torn apart, and the artillery was broken into pools, and many internal organs were still hanging on the smoky metal debris, emitting a disgusting and mellow taste.
And their chief, lying on top of something, left only his upper body, his torso was completely torn, the pale spine was hung with a few internal organs exposed to the dirty air, the original uniform military uniform was caused by flames and blood It was messy, but his hat was still on his head, and after seeing Morris, his gradually cloudy eyes had a look.
"This……"
Then, with his hands full of plasma, he pushed a wooden barrel from below, pointing at it weakly and saying:
"...Finally...blast..."
The blood-stained hands were unable to hang down, and Morris saluted him, then picked up the heavy wooden barrel and walked back below.
First of all, I saw Hasta. The boy's eyes widened and he lay on his back in the pool of blood. His left half was torn rough, but his right hand still held the gun, and the grenade rolled down around him.
Other people who were still alive were still shooting, from time to time Oak's bullets hit the wall, but they had no hope but simply wanted to kill more green skin.
Morris went all the way down to the bottom of the fortress where he could already smell the strong stench of Oak.