Chapter 136: Fighting Aswan again (3)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1180 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:07:41
A black feathered crow croaked on the city wall.
Lambert's eyes followed it to the gradual dim sky, his mouth gently humming a small song, the first darkness of the sunset completely sinking into the ground made him completely unable to see the distance, but he was not worried about what would happen.
When another bird flew over his head suddenly, Lambert was shocked and looked back to the fortress.
He is now at the No. 1 outpost and the forefront of the fortress. The tallest large outpost is nearly 20 meters high. It looks like a lighthouse, or it is indeed such a thing, but it is attracted. It will never be a boat with friendship.
Looking around, surrounded by towering curtain walls, it is a small city built among gravel and dust, and a large number of gray, silver and dark rocky structures are scattered around.
The black smoke rising from the eastern port is very conspicuous even when viewed from a kilometer away, some small gunboats are returning, and they have just finished a day of training.
Spikes and barbed wire surround the anti-impact inclined walls, and from the tower, a straight new railway runs through extended houses and smoky industrial facilities, and finally converges at the central station. The fortress facilities are complete. Not only are there places for soldiers to relax and entertain, but also factories for repairing machinery and arsenals capable of producing light weapons.
In the most central position, the steeple of the church standing next to the square is vaguely visible. It is a building made of stained glass and ornate balconies. It is the "soul" of the entire fortress. The surrounding buildings seem to be scared because of its existence. On the contrary, there is no one who reaches more than three floors, as if it is a little taller, it is disrespect to Father Kaimon.
Across the church, Aswan’s terrain suddenly became wider, which meant that they were the only barriers between Barbaric Oak and civilians. Such pressure prevented every stationed soldier from dare to relax.
Suddenly, Lambert heard a murmur of doubt from the nearby Magnon.
"Come and see this..."
The sentry said this, and at the same time handed Tyleno a binocular telescope.
"...Looks like a sandstorm or something."
Lambert looked through the telescope and saw a cloud wall made of flying sand and dust flow towards them, about four kilometers away.
"Does the Rangers have any news?"
He stared at the distant scene and asked, after the thrilling night attack a few days ago, the fortress increased the frequency of the Rangers' movement, and everyone felt a little nervous.
Ock never launched such a raid at night, when Lambert was resting, and the sudden gunfire and artillery fire lifted him directly from the bed. When he hurried to the top of the post, he saw only Europe. Kena's back is about to disappear, and he still does not understand how these brainless beasts have passed their vigilance.
Fortunately, the superior did not make any specific punishment for his negligence, but Lambert knew that he probably had no chance to be promoted again, so he became more cautious and careful. Every time the Ranger returned, he would personally Ask about the situation.
From that night attack, he smelled the war, just like the last time, although at that time he was just a soldier. After nearly 90% of the entire company was killed, he stood out and got the chance to be promoted to platoon leader.
"No."
Magnon replied:
"I remember, didn't Kendi say everything was normal?"
Lambert turned his blond hair away from his face, and in the direction of the sandstorm, he increased the magnification of the telescope and tried to keep the field of view stable.
But apart from the smoke rising from the ground, he could not see anything. The dimming day and night almost destroyed his eagle-like eyesight, but the rumbling sound did not sound like a sandstorm.
"and many more!"
For a moment, a darker color appeared in the dust. He hurriedly supported his arm against the protective wall and tried to focus the telescope.
Suddenly, he felt that he had seen the figure emerging in the dust. He stabilized his body and adjusted the focus for the last time.
"That is……"
More and more silhouettes appeared in the smoke, stirring the gravel behind them, this is a large group of humanoid figures walking on foot.
They leaned down, gasped like a steam engine, and waved their weapons at the air. After a few seconds, Lambert could finally see it.
Under the sky and sand, the almost endless big man is steadily advancing, tens of thousands of records.
"Holy Father..."
Lambert gasped and moved his cold fingers away from the telescope.
"Oak!!! Ooke!!!"
A terrified scream accompanied by a long siren echoed through the night wilderness, one after another the whistle sounded their respective sounds, which indicates that the most terrible things are happening.
The second Oak invasion!
"Quick! Quick!"
The soldiers who were still dining were at a loss because of the sudden alarm, but the smirking officers immediately rushed into the cafeteria and kicked the table with their feet.
"Line up! All line up! Ok is here! Not a drill! Not a drill!"
The helpless soldiers were expelled from the cafeteria and the house like a flock. They instinctively lined up the queue and then moved towards the high wall that was about to be sprinkled with their blood. Many people expressed nervousness, and some were particularly frightened. Most of them are veterans who survived last time.
All weapons and ammunition were brought out of the warehouse ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The canvas on the cannon was torn off, the ammunition box was violently pryed open, the whistle of the station sounded, and the armored train was ready to run.
As if to add a fire to this chaos, another sound rang in the stern alarm.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !
The roar with rage swept from the wasteland like a storm. There was only one source of sound, but it overshadowed all the noise of the hustle and bustle. Many soldiers who had never heard of Oak's roar couldn't help but tremble. They looked nervously. officer.
"what is that?"
"The stuff you want to target next!"
The officers answered this, and then more similar roars sounded and weaved into a violent ballad.
Let's go! Let's go! We are everywhere!
Let's go! Let's go! I will go first!
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! ! ! ! !
In this heated roar, a huge roar came from the horizon, and the cannons of the Oaks fired first.
"It's finally here."
Youssef looked into the distance, and he didn't even need a telescope. He could see the big flag raised up. Although the pattern on the top was changed, the meaning of the symbol did not change.
The wave of destruction came, and the old man's hand shook slightly, but not because of fear, but because of the excitement that the blood was flowing faster.
He once again stood opposite it, maybe he will lose a lot, but he promises to let the other party lose more!
"Guk, let's compete again!"
Yusuf touched the commanding sword on his waist with his fingertips. This is a brand-new thin sword, recast from the broken sword of the eldest son he fought, just like his final will.