Chapter 446: Counter Tide (middle)

Under the shadow of sand and dust, the intermittent bàozhà flash looks like someone shaking a sand mask in front of the signal light. bàopò frequently fires like a jīqiāng.
Kushbach could hear the roar of heavy weapons and the low-pitched roar after the artillery woke up.
There are also drum sounds, real war drums, wild and hasty drumming.
A few seconds later, various large guns began to fire shining bullets from the camps in the southeast to the dust in the north, adding their screams to the messy whisper.
Kushbaha first saw the movement on the edge of the approaching sandstorm, and then distinguished a figure and figure.
"Damn..."
He made a surprising mumble, and not long ago, he had witnessed an insect disaster.
Since Ouke occupied the rainforest, the entire ecological chain has been devastated. The large number of industries and children in the waste city have caused the extinction of many animals and plants, and also caused the loss of control of some creatures.
Some insects in the rainforest have begun to overproliferate, and the sun-drenched insect swarms can stretch for more than ten kilometers like a river.
He never forgot the sound of a hundred million pairs of wings flapping, and the roar was like a whisper of war, and he never forgot that sight.
Now, he remembered all that again.
Large packs of veterinarians poured out from the rolling clouds, and the charged infantry and rampant riders swept through the fortifications like locust swarms, and landed on the first camp of the Oike like a landslide.
The distinctive armor of the evil orcish swordsman led the offensive. Their long flying swords shone in the dim light, followed by ordinary infantry like the tide.
Covered by sand and dust, their pink temples appear black, like countless locusts surging.
Kushbaha saw flying flags made of reeds and animal bones, and battle flags made of lizard skin waving like fragile green metal, with scales, fangs, and forked tongues depicted on the towering totem pole.
They have no organization and no military discipline.
The veterinary cavalry charged with a large group of infantry. He saw sporadic spearmen screaming on a lizard as big as the giant Scurge, and the giant black crocodile slammed into their scales. The teeth were inlaid with gold, and the broad spine carried a lookout full of veteran gunmen.
The original rocket driven by huǒyào jumped out of the crowd like fireworks, and in the camp of Ok, many arrows with tail feathers fell like raindrops.
The whisper was no longer a whisper, it turned into a roar.
"Don't be an asshole!"
Kushbaha jumped off the ladder and fell beside his men.
No matter which gang is stationed in the camp east of the fort, it has been engulfed by this stupid storm, and Kushbah also knows that with the storm, they are facing the risk of being harvested, just like The dense plants are like the clouds of hungry insects.
He optimistically estimated that they would only have five minutes before the offensive of the Beasts would come to him.
"set!"
He shouted to the boys.
"Put the jump out of the cage! Put the cannon high! Immediately move me! Move!"
The boys ran busy, partly gathering in the open area south of the camp, partly strengthening the northern front behind the corral and toilet.
The gunner's teeth fought hard to move their heavy weapons, dànyào box and tripod to a new position, the boy with the gun barrel on his shoulder ran past them, and many jumps were also vomiting between the busy thick legs Shaking his tongue.
In fact, their camp is not a place worth sticking to. The fence is simply piled with thick wooden piles and debris, and the position is not very favorable. It is a certain distance from the rock fortress that can be maintained, but Kushba Ha's self-esteem doesn't allow him to be driven out of his territory by a group of stupid guys.
"Ready! Prepare!"
With a gun in his hand, Kushbach yelled at the kid soldier, and the adjutant appeared beside him in time. He put a loudspeaker into his empty hand. This new product is very popular with the bosses and the drag racing parties. I also like to install it on my own cart.
"Boys, boys!"
He shouted like this:
"There are a lot of bad guys this time, but we can keep it!!"
"The reinforcements are coming soon!"
The adjutant also talked aside, and then the huge horn was directly attached to his head.
"Crap your farts."
Kushbach ordered him succinctly:
"Stand up the flag!"
After he finished, he looked back at the end that was about to devour them.
He realized that it wasn't those massive and clamoring enemy troops that disturbed him, but the group that appeared together, more than ten times higher than the fortress, and the dust and mist that the enemy rushed out of.
It is like a mountain with a crushing roof.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of burning, the approaching army of thousands of horses made a deafening roar, and Kushbaja could no longer hear the sound of other boys around him.
He glanced around the front.
The boys did not disappoint him. Under the extreme situation, Bèipò hurriedly assembled. They still had high morale, holding their arms tightly in their hands and waiting for them.
He bet his gang is the first force to beat the enemy this morning, and how the boys behave in the next thirty minutes will be crucial.
They alone cannot afford to turn the tide, but by delaying the enemy and slowing the pace of the other party, the bosses are expected to decide how this day will develop.
There are three 10,000-member war gangs in the fort. The three bosses have decided all affairs within a few tens of kilometers. It is likely that a warlord will be born between them, but so far no one has an advantage in this regard.
Maybe this battle will be an opportunity.
A group of boys with flags of other war gangs rushed to the right of the camp, forming a front line between the fortress and the camp. They were the war gangs that had been broken up from the previous camp, but the boss did not seem to die. Ready to fight back.
Another small unit, but equipped with a large surprise gun, also retreated behind the camp, and Kushbach opened the door to accommodate them.
He never misses any chance to increase his strength.
The left wing of the camp was a stream. Another gang of the 100th kid deployed the humble camp on a higher terrain. They were already waiting for it.
Kushbach nodded, feeling that he was not alone.
He raised the sniper rifle and held it high in the air, and the sound of the bullet loading suddenly sounded.
The tide of the enemy troops was less than a quarter of a kilometer away from them. Sandstorms also swept together, and dozens of Ouk boys escaping from the broken camp were running wildly.
Kushbach realized that the poor idiots were in danger, and they were in the firepower line, and he had no conditions to order his men to wait until they fled to the birth of the fire.
"Are the cannons ready!"
"Okay boss!"
Kushbach’s face was full of indifference~EbookFREE.me~ Compassion is an emotion that does not exist in Oke’s thinking, whether it is against the enemy or himself.
He looked up at the gang flag hanging in the dry air. He looked at the pattern on the flag, the smiling little moon, and hoped that the cunning smile would bless them.
The sky above him became darker, and turned to dark red.
"The cannon is ready!"
He shouted, and the artillery opened their throats in response, and it was time.
Although the war gang is not big, but thanks to the high production capacity of the waste city, a dozen large caliber artillery is still no problem
Kushbach pulled out the short-handed axe from the waist, made a short swing, and spun in the air.
This is the first signal.
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