Chapter 849: Torrent (2)

This is not Mihir Hill, there is not such a strong offensive and tunnel, now they are equivalent to playing a positional battle with Ok, facing a wrathful Ok with a tired teacher.
I haven’t seen Guk’s battle flags yet, but Jackson believes that it won’t take long for the pale tyrant to bring his elite butcher to kill these prey to escape, and perhaps those giant machines.
"If you want to open the sluice safely, it will take so long, you have to block Ok before I open the sluice."
"We will work hard."
Jackson gritted his teeth and said resolutely, trying to cover up his despair that would soon overwhelm him.
"Are you sure there are no measures to speed things up?"
"I'm sure not."
The witch replied that she pointed to a device on the longboard, covered with flashing instruments for recording information, but Jackson knew nothing about them.
"If I guess right, this place has been unattended for several weeks, the various systems are very unstable, and a carelessness will have catastrophic consequences."
"Disastrous consequences are also much better than mortalities."
Jackson said that an idea that hadn't been formed suddenly appeared in his mind.
"What do you mean by the catastrophic consequences?"
"Are you sure you can understand me?"
Elena's voice became apparently violent, apparently irritated by Jackson's unscrupulous act of interference, and then she pointed to a row of indicators that all gave out a hell-like dim red light.
"The electricity that keeps this place running is generated by the turbine unit at the bottom of the dam. When the electricity is not exported, it is stored in the capacitor, and no one has exported it since the invasion of Oak This means that the capacitors are actually overloaded and have become extremely unstable. If we don’t stop the generator before we fully open the sluice, they will explode like a bomb, so can you understand? "
"Very clear, thank you."
Jackson turned around and hurriedly left the auditorium. The night blades followed me as usual, and when he was outside he activated the communicator immediately.
"Edwin, how long will it take for the cannon to turn its muzzle?"
"One minute is enough."
The head of the artillery regiment replied that he didn't seem to understand Jackson's intentions, but he still believed the chief's judgment.
"What is the new goal?"
"Water gate at the bottom of the dam."
Jackson's voice was very calm.
"Can you press the barrel down to such a low shot?"
"If we can't, we will raise the gun mount."
He assured Jackson, and immediately understood the intention to do so.
"Are you planning to give the green skin a bath?"
"I hope it's not as simple as taking a bath."
When he stood in the open air, the cold wind of the mountains hit him relentlessly, reminding him that his shirt was still wet, but now he has no time to worry about this.
Jackson hurried to the edge of the square, where Edwin was directing the artillery group to turn the direction of their heavy artillery, and his mouth continued to swear.
Only ten cannons were brought out from Mount Mihir this time, but they were still taken apart and there were not many shells. This was their only heavy weapon.
"Almost adjusted, sir."
The artillery maneuvered the rotation of the gun mount slightly, trying to aim the long barrel at the rushing water from the bottom of the dam.
"Green skin came up."
As soon as the words fell, a crackling sound and the crisp roar of heavy weapons firing sounded, ready to welcome the first green-skinned vehicles coming from the other end of the dam.
Most of them are motorcycles, and they are easy targets even at this distance, and their counterattack fire power is as outrageous as people expected, only hitting a few people.
Two vehicles wanted to charge across the causeway and charge humans. The soldiers used a portable rocket to turn the front one into a bright ball of fire.
The car behind hit the burning wreckage, jumped into the air, rushed over the fence, and the rider grabbed the handlebar in the process of falling until it landed on the spillway and turned into a pool of ugly stains.
"Block the road."
Jackson ordered to his troops that the heavy mortars fired uniformly, and fire and smoke erupted from their barrels. The pre-set heavy machine guns also fired deadly bullet rain.
Looking from where he stood, they seemed to be in the center of a small but very intense thunderstorm.
The defenders who broke away from the Mihir Hill position poured all their anger on the green skin opposite the entire narrow road, and with the same enthusiasm, the vehicles and passengers were shattered into pieces. Choose to overtake on the highway to the front of the companion instead of crossing the open below
Regret for coming into the battlefield.
This reminded Jackson.
He looked down and found that the bottom of the valley had boiled, and his eyes were full of green skin~EbookFREE.me~ They were as annoying as maggots crawling under the sun.
"Fire!"
The sub-commanders also gave orders. In this case, he also tried to keep calm, while the soldiers poured their firepower down the with their light weapons.
There is no doubt that a human army has to reconsider the attack plan in this situation, but it seems that such a violent fire just angered Ok.
With "Waaagh!", who was full of enthusiasm and wanted to bring down everyone's bones, although the battle roar Jackson had been tired of hearing it, the green-skinned boys gave up the vehicles parked at the bottom of the and began to climb the slope. .
And this brings another benefit. Their heavy weapons can’t exert all their firepower in a short time, but if the gunners stop to deploy the heavy weapons for firepower support, it will cause much more serious casualties to humans. But of course Oak could not think of this,
They have given up their vehicles and their companions to launch a terrible and unstoppable offensive.
"Shoot! Remember to hit your head! Or kick!"
They fell one after another under the muzzle of human beings, but they still carried forward the charge unwaveringly, and the children were trampled on the injured companions under the foot of the desire to approach, and they did not care about their own safety. .
Jackson thought that, apart from the unthinking flesh and blood machinery of the Trust Council, there is probably no human army that can maintain such an assault.
These green monsters are on the one hand brutal and merciless slaughterers and predators, but on the other hand they are also perfect soldiers-at least with basic command structures.
The of the dam is so steep, but the green skin that rushes over it is like crossing the sports field, almost not affected by the slope.