Chapter 771: Advance (2)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
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- 2021-03-03 02:11:14
Along with the sound of footsteps, Okan and his remaining parts traversed from the middle of the stronghold. They were fighting back against the green skin's advance all day. The proud black breastplate and the heavy war knife were full of foul-smelling condensation. Several strands of green skin flesh.
"What a great meeting, Officer Okan, how is it going?"
Okan took a breath and said:
"We are dying, sir, but I suspect that they cannot be resisted for too long. I have vowed to keep the gap until the last bullet is exhausted."
Volan sighed.
"Okay, according to our current rate of fire, it probably won't take long. Have you received any news from the friendly forces?"
"It hasn't been since they asked us to abandon the hill, and their communication channel has remained closed."
"Their preparedness was so careful that they insisted on guarding the hills and adding layers of defense, but we fought under their eyes until they died."
Okan shook his head and then pointed to the position already occupied by Ok.
"It looks like they brought the artillery too."
Volan looked up at the top of the hill overlooking the fortress. The sunlight made the flash of the silver horned helmet of Ock and the long barrel of the newly-installed heavy artillery more clear. The impact of friendly inaction became more obvious when I remembered it. , The steel tough guy cursed again.
"Why do they delay? Those artillery can destroy us in an instant."
And they all noticed that if the elite guards of the Oak appeared here, then it meant that another existence must also be nearby.
"If Guk is here, what does that mean? There must be a reason behind their hesitation.
Suddenly, a loud noise interrupted the conversation between the two, and a section of the fortress wall collapsed.
Okan looked at the position where the smoke rose, and then said anxiously:
"It seems that Greenhide broke through Bunker Nine, sir."
Volan was silent for a moment, and then replaced the magazine for the pistol.
"I will bring the guard company to fill the gap. You go back to the north to support Ganster. We have no choice but to stay here and pay attention to the movement of the communication channel. I hope the situation can change their indifference... If not, Then we will be destroyed in an hour."
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !
As the offensive continued, Gook and his field officers were watching.
He tried to lead these elites to analyze each level of the assault warfare elaborately. Although most of them seemed a little stupid, Gu Ke hoped that at least they could keep up with their own rhythm of thinking, or they could do better than other kids at the tactical level. better.
Looking at a few maps held high, Kundera blinked and marked a part of the fortress for Guk. This map was drawn by the Hawks, although simple, but very complete.
"This is the biggest weakness. A bunker, due to the inclination of the main bunker, will be the first to be affected by any attack on the valley. It was not considered to withstand such pressure when it was built."
Guk glanced, then nodded.
"You're right."
The next second, Kundera felt the anger of his fellow commanders.
Each of them is so desperate to win the overlord's approval, and the fact that a court guard, rather than a guard, got it-is deepening grievances.
As far as he is concerned, Guk rarely says anything in response to the judgment of his subordinates.
All commanders are undergoing tests, and the results are extremely confidential. Some leaders speculate that Gu Ke may want to expand the size of the guard, or consider splitting the power at hand.
"I think about it, their ammunition will be completely depleted within an hour."
Mangguer also expressed his opinions in due course.
"It wasn't that long, I thought about how long they could last for half an hour."
Once again, Mangul apparently froze with Kundera's answer, but dared not to attack because of Guk's presence.
Guk can perceive the quiet and hateful feelings among his men, but he has no intention of revealing them. In a sense, he also needs such emotions.
"If they can break away from the periphery and form a more compact defensive position in the center of the fort, I will give them a few more hours."
One guard leader explained his views, and then another could not wait to say:
"Overlord, I..."
But Guck raised his hand and interrupted him. The pale tyrant looked around the generals and said with regret:
"I have observed this battle for nearly half an hour. During this time, none of the fortifications below has made any other evaluations except for contempt and ridicule that has increased! You let me down, the defense built by Shrimp is not No good, at least from your own fortifications on this hill and your point of view, it is clear that none of you can create such a defensive position, or defend them against a raid of equal size More than an hour."
Dalu first recovered his voice and responded.
"But, hegemony, the location they chose...they easily abandoned the hill and exposed themselves."
"They left here because they are not strong enough, because we have more people than them. This is not the reason why we should not underestimate the enemy in any contest. They are strong shields, and we are spears, both. Strength, but also weaknesses, I am here, I hope you understand this, but I still have a lot to teach you, but I have no time."
After a pause, Guk turned to face the commander of the artillery position.
"You can fire."
The leader nodded violently, and then kicked violently on the buttocks of the deputy next to him. The guy immediately raised the small flag on his hand.
"All artillery units, fire!"
The next second ~ EbookFREE.me ~ a row of heavy artillery released a torrent of firepower.
The battle in the stronghold also reached the end.
The soldiers had to squander all their fuel reserves, burn away the green-skinned corpses piled up at the damaged door, and use the fire to stop the other's offensive.
Sergeant O'Connell crossed the corpses of friendly and enemy troops to Waran, and his armor was scarred and stained with blood.
"The scout's letter, regimental commander, those Tyreans have fled, and the last one left is still retreating north."
Volan closed his eyes in pain.
"Thanks."
Okan sighed and sat down on the ground with bandages on his thighs, bleeding at the time.
"Before we fell completely, Occi used only a small force to kill them. It's ridiculous. They have tens of thousands of people."
"It could have been faster."
The Legion of the Black Legion struggled to control the bitterness in his voice. He stood at the inner door of the stronghold. The brothers beside him were continuing to rescue their wounded, recovering precious ammunition from the dead, and putting the green leather The body was thrown out of the retaining wall.
This is the center of the fortress and the last stronghold, with fewer than 300 wounded soldiers.
"Are we going to count the last casualty, sir?"
"Forget it..."
Volan was a little numb, and his heart beat gradually.
He will be a little angry, but it hasn't arrived yet.
Then he heard a roar, and he was familiar with it.
Vorlan raised his head and saw the flash of fire on the hill in the distance. At this time, he felt a certain emotion called relief...
After fighting for two hours, this stronghold, which was stationed by a regiment, was submerged by a torrent of fire. None of the 3,600 soldiers under the regiment survived.