Chapter 496: Herd (6)

The captain of the Imperial Guard, Tans, saw it for the first time and immediately concentrated all the firepower on the deformed monster passing through the south gate.
　　 "A big iron pimple!"
　　 he shouted to the people behind the underground bunker.
　　The giant, stomping machine almost blocked the gap alone, the clumsy mechanical arm pressed against the wall to maintain balance, and the artillery on both sides protected its armored abdomen.
　　Through the narrow window in the front, Tans can hold the ugly face of the driver of Ok.
The other evil orcs turned their guns at the same time, giving up a large number of smaller targets that stepped on the corpses of their compatriots and poured into the bunker. As this huge and bulky Oke machine stepped through the ruins of the city wall, bullets kept on it b, big The block of masonry was blown away by its arm waving for balance.
　　The impact of the bullet caused the stride armor to shake slightly, but it finally stabilized its foot and turned its gun towards the enemy.
　　Boom!
Flames and rockets flew into the formation of the evil orc, the flames from the flamethrower flooded the bunkers around, Tans felt the armor soaked in the flames, and immediately rolled over and rolled into the trench to avoid the result of being completely burnt .
But the shaman did not back away, he lifted an invisible barrier to separate the flames from the middle, and walked forward a few steps against the flames, just stepping on the green skin that was gradually being cooked, kicking them in with one foot Rough rubble.
　　 Others continued to shoot bullets at armored tins.
　　 Suddenly, three rockets emerged from the flame in front and wiped Tans' just exposed head.
　　 didn't even have to look back, he also knew that Harley was hit in the back. He just angrily hit the buzzing long knife against another Oak's chest not long ago, and then was shattered by scattered shrapnel.
　　 Shaman is still wrestling with Ok.
　　The energy hit the side of the mecha, which just broke the balance and made it impossible to aim. Then the brave shaman approached the opponent, slashed the mech's leg with a battle stick and shot lightning from his fingers.
　　 As Tans rushed from the bunker's fire to the notch, the shaman had already stuffed the battle stick into the rough, knee joint of Ok's machine.
　　The huge machine used its weapon to track the trajectory of the evil orc forbidden charge. As its center of gravity moved, the shaman took a chance to shoot a javelin-like energy at its chassis.
　　 Click!
　　As the machine was lifted slightly into the air, Tans jumped up to its side, and the large caliber in his hand turned nsn to hit the rough riveted armor head, which was in the middle of the Oak.
　　 The fearless mech swayed under a heavy blow, then his legs began to collapse and hit the ground with one end.
　　 "We killed it!!"
　　Tans stood proudly on its fallen body, blood and pus were seeping from the machine.
The victory was short-lived, and as a row of b hinted at the arrival of another machine, he turned around decisively and saw a larger Oacker machine stepping into the gap, flanked by a group of green skins holding snnn, each one Equipped with heavy weapons.
　　 "We must hold the door!"
　　He just wanted to jump off the body of the Oak machine, and he felt a sharp cold in his waist.
　　Tans looked down and found that a huge iron clamp was deeply embedded in his body, and the blood slowly overflowed along the rusty metal.
　　 "cough"
　　 He coughed twice and his mouth began to overflow with blood, but he could not move even if he wanted to move.
　　The machine that was originally "dead" stood up again, Tans turned his head, and there were two hot red lights in front of him
"hungry"
　　 The low roar came from the square iron shell head. At the moment when the consciousness was about to dissipate, the scene in Tans' eyes was a large cluster of steel teeth, and the question kept echoing in his mind.
　　 "Isn't it already dead?"
　　 Isn’t he already dead?
　　 Awake is a worse thing than death.
　　 The mist swirled in the green darkness before him. Rangefinders, infrared sensors and bird arrays began to cover his field of vision. He can see the enemy now. The tiny point-shaped heat signal in the distance becomes brighter and brighter as the other party approaches.
　　 "The overlord gave the order."
　　 A voice broke the mournful wind.
"I heard."
　　He said that the machine took the words from his broken throat and played them on the microphone.
　　 "Capture that bunker."
　　 The voice continued.
　　 Wacker is really a tuberculosis, he has complained more than once.
　　 Observed the turbulent electric current from his mechanical perception in the field of vision. All the war machines he commanded were in place and scattered among the rubble around him.
　　 "Long face? Rotten teeth?"
　　Wicken read out their names, but did not respond for several seconds.
　　 "I woke up, boss."
　　 After a while, the low, flat, metallic sound of the long face sounded like a mirror image of Wicken's own voice.
　　Rotten teeth's answer was a static roar.
　　 In total, Wicken sometimes feels that he is probably the worst boss, but they are enough to fight against a thousand boys. He also has such self-confidence.
　　Now, this is their first chance to show up on the battlefield.
　　 "Me"
　　 said, and then paused, a short delay in thought, vaguely he felt the cartilage in his throat he tried to shape the next word.
　　 "Go."
　　 "Let's go."
　　 his boys responded.
　　 Then ~EbookFREE.me~ As the machine's piston pumped, they began to move forward in battle.
　　 But the rotten teeth soon got out of control. It was stunned by a strong sense of hunger, and began to desperately move forward. Wicken couldn't stop him, but could speed up to keep up.
　　Obviously, the mechanics applied more red paint to rotten teeth when they made legs, so that they could not keep up with each other's speed, and could only watch the first one rush into the notch of the bunker.
　　The enemy’s resistance was quite tenacious. When Wicken finally overcame many obstacles in the cover, he was greeted by a burst of bullets and b.
　　 Boom!
　　 A sn shot exploded on his right hand, and suddenly he became difficult to see and hear.
　　Metal thunder rolled across his brain. He could feel that every surface of the shell was shaking. The sound of many engine roars and shrapnel shuffled with rumble b.
　　 His eyes kept staring at the ground in front of him. He was using his own eyes. The infrared sight lost its function after a few seconds of the crossfire.
　　While trying hard to maintain stable observation, various shapes, shadows and light filled his eyes.
　　 He can see a target.
　　 is rotten teeth, it fell down!
　　 "Rotten teeth!"
　　He started to move towards the place where the rotten teeth fell. The battle rapid-fire gun in his left arm made an angry roar and joined the ensemble of this battle.
　　 A shell was in the middle of the front of a dark castle, and its side was torn off, and the frightened stink guy was immediately exposed in front of him.
　　Wicken didn't look at it, and stepped on it directly.
　　 The third point is later!