Chapter 855: Back hand (4)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1270 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:12:00
At first, their plan was like a godsend. The soldiers broke through the enemy's perimeter cordon quickly and ferociously with the suddenness that was as satisfying as the swimming lesson given to Green Leather the other day.
When the off-road vehicle drove past the burnt debris of the destroyed green leather car, the cheers erupted from the regular army even overshadowed the roar of the engine that was not functioning properly, almost hiding everything around it.
"Commando ready."
Jackson, who was watching the battle from a safe distance, gave orders using a communicator.
He is accustomed to using telescopes to pay close attention to the situation, so despite the risk of being hit by stray bullets, I still can't restrain my strong desire to personally obtain the situations that are not mentioned in the briefing.
"We rushed in!"
Soon, good news came from an assault team. Although the defenders of Mihir Hill retreated, they were not defeated. On the contrary, they could even be regarded as the elite of the Empire.
Every soldier is full of hatred for the green skin, and already skilled combat skills.
"Received, keep going."
Jackson switched frequencies, coordinating other force commanders to launch major attacks on defensive positions.
The mortar truck was parked on the side of the road, ready to strike the target at a long distance, and diverted their attention before the other infantry units dispersed them. A small number of cavalry units were ready to attack from the flank and began to rush to kill Enemies rushing over to support the enemy
infantry.
Boom~~~!
After a while, as the red flare rose, the main attack started.
The wall of the warehouse appeared vaguely in front of the assault team, and after the attack was ordered, the creeping soldiers jumped up and broke through the peripheral fortifications in one fell swoop, which surprised the belated green skin.
At the same time, Jackson noticed a thick smoke rising in the distance, and it appeared that the first round of the attack was a complete success.
Like all facilities built by humans, the construction of this warehouse takes full account of the local natural conditions.
The building here is not a hut made of prefabricated materials. In front of this site is a wall made of locally mined stones, about two meters high, which is enough to be daunting.
In addition, the green skin piled up scraps and rubble around the surrounding buildings to reinforce the very strong structure. The walls were filled with barbaric totems, which reminded Jackson of the strange symbols painted on their battle flags and bodies.
If there is a green-skin researcher by their side, they may guess what they mean and save everyone from endless trouble.
The door of the main body of the warehouse was nailed with large pieces of metal. It was undoubtedly used to repair the damage caused by the green leather when it occupied here, but it could not stop the soldiers from moving forward.
"Boom the door open."
Jackson passed the commander and gave orders directly to the gunners. The mortars immediately made a violent burst. The firelight was like a pleasant fireworks. The heavy machine guns installed on the car also fired together at a long distance. When the bullet knocked over the green-skinned body gathered behind the door,
Splashing countless hot debris.
"114 regiment, destroy the enemy by the wall!"
While observing the battlefield, Jackson gave orders, and the soldiers were honored with discipline. They wiped out their desperate attempts to shoot the enemy with the weapons in their hands.
However, despite the distance, there were still some bullets hitting the body and made a harsh noise. Jackson instinctively wanted to retract his body into the car, but they did not have time to aim at the target, so they did not pose a great threat.
Bang~!
With a thunderous roar, Jackson saw a soldier activate the flamethrower and shoot a burning flame of promethium sweeping the protective wall on the east side from beginning to end.
Most of the pheasants were obviously made of wood temporarily. They burned with the defenders hiding behind them, so the soldiers quickly passed through the outer wall and fought with the enemy.
Click!
There was a cracking sound in the distance, the soldiers blasted the broken gate with grenades, and the remaining green skin quickly retreated to the warehouse.
Their desperate roar made Jackson feel very comfortable, and nothing made him happier than hearing these beasts jumping.
The soldiers did not rush to enter, but began to suppress the shooting, echoing the gunfire and flames around.
The wizards of the army obviously felt that although they were trapped in the car, they did not have to miss this good show and joined the flame celebration.
But this is, Jackson noticed that the green skins of other strongholds did not take any action, as if to just sit and watch the hundreds of similar extinctions.
Obviously the situation is very wrong.
Even if they do not have any sympathy, they are rarely absent in the face of war.
Jackson, who was more and more disturbed in his heart, jumped on the roof of the car and looked around with a night vision telescope. As a result, he sucked in a cold air. Behind the warehouse was a row of roofs built of the same gray rock as the wall. The building on the roof is full of at least dozens of green-skinned vehicles, not to mention a large number of scrubbing kids.
These green skins are not idle gangs! They are coming together under some kind of command!
"Damn it."
Jackson scolded, and finally realized what mistake he had made, immediately jumped down and picked up the communicator.
"Emergency retreat!! Retreat! Stop worrying about those green skins!"
But it was too late.
Woo~~~~~~~~!
With heavy drums and horns wafting in the dark night sky, Jackson's face suddenly turned pale.
He turned slowly, even without the aid of night vision equipment, he could see clearly.
The flames are rising from the exit of the passageway from which they broke away.
"Hahaha!!!!!! It's a good road! Good road!"
Standing at the exit ~EbookFREE.me~ Looking down on the earth shrouded in darkness, the pale tyrant burst into laughter with the lights dotted like fireflies on the earth.
On both sides behind him, there is the magically proud Grak carrying the tearer, and a curious Shabal.
A team of brightly guarded guards walked out of the tunnel with heavy steps. On either side of the infantry queue were dirty truck tanks and troop-carrying trucks emitting smoke, and huge artillery was pulled by the war fortress. .
"Good job, you shrimp."
Gu Ke suddenly turned to God, staring at the humble figure in the darkness like a torch.
Varus bent down, while still wearing the Imperial Engineer uniform, he said cautiously:
"It is a great honor to serve Your Majesty."
"Okay! You are doing well! We have a reward for doing this well! I heard that you have a rule called Feng Shang, I will seal you once, after you have defeated Tyre, you are the master of all the shrimp. !"
"This……"
Varus stiffened for a moment, then whispered:
"Your Majesty."
"Hahaha!"
Guk laughed again, and he was indeed very happy now.
It was originally expected that it would take at least a week to finish the road, and now it is finished in a day, and it has also bypassed the area where humans are heavily deployed. How can he not help but please him?
"Diago, this serial sleeve...you must have thought of it."
Gook's cunning and cruel smile smiled as he looked at the human troops who were confused by the sudden appearance of the road below.
Jackson couldn't even dream of it. From the moment he evacuated Mihir Hill, all his steps were already under Guk's plan.
A trap set by a tyrant who is still considered by most to be reckless and stupid.