Chapter 856: Tyre! (1)

"Head, this battle is for me?"
Just as Gook was preparing to line up and lay out the humans below, Grak suddenly approached.
He also had a human phalanx in his mouth, which he used as a toothpick. Since the war, the skin of the Governance Warlord has become more and more red.
"you?"
Guk glanced at him, then turned to look at the passage again.
The vanguards accounted for the majority of the guards, the Gough Corps only accounted for a small part of them, and the large troops were still behind.
"There are tens of thousands of people below, how many can your kid have? Three or four thousand are dead."
"Enough."
Grak spit out the phalanx in his mouth, and the tearer in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was eager for a massacre.
"Okay, then you will lead your kid, Shabal, Namat, you cover him."
"Yes!"
The three warlords immediately took their orders and took their boys to the human forces on the road below.
Facing this sudden enemy. The troops retreating from Mihir Hill also showed a very high level of literacy. After a short period of chaos, they quickly arranged their defenses.
The first is to connect all vehicles head to tail to form a temporary barrier, then the engineers have preset the barbed wire, and the soldiers dig the trenches perfectly, trying to organize a circular line of defense.
However, the speed of the Oke Army is too fast.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !
A series of huge explosions appeared between the vehicle and the barbed wire, and everyone was lying on the ground waiting to be torn apart by the explosion, but the explosion did not come close.
Lying on the rumbling ground, some soldiers glanced in the direction of the explosion.
A tall warrior strode out of the dark smoke, he was more than three meters tall, wearing bright red armor, a tall metal battle flag swaying above his head, with seven or eight heads hanging above it, all It is a senior commander wearing a military cap.
After he stepped out of the dark envelope, he looked calmly to both sides, observing the battlefield, and the mighty soldier had no intention of seeking cover in the face of the roaring bullets.
Some officers opened their mouths in fear after realizing what this monster-like red warrior was.
[Red Devils] Grak, the warlord of the Gough Corps, a butcher who made dozens of massacres.
Many people have heard of his legend, but they never expected to see it for themselves in their lifetime.
Similar monsters gradually came out of the darkness, and their simple protective gear was more like a contempt under the fire. These big guys were covered with scars from the top of the head to the ankles, and they were unified by this one on their backs. The barbed metal frame is filled with blood-stained first-class, and the one-man chopper is like a toy in their hands.
Bloody executioner, the most brutal and terrifying assault soldier under Grak.
Standing behind the calm warlords, they immediately lined up in a wide fan shape, and the hungry green eyes under the helmet glanced across the battlefield, and the fangs of the fangs spewed out the heat, seemingly hungry predators Smelt prey.
"Where is the sir?"
Some military officers were chaotic because of the emergence of the Ouk warlords, but more people remained on their posts.
"No holes have been drilled for you, I see how you still hide!"
Grak, who stood at the forefront, looked up and down at the defender with obvious disgust, and then waved to give orders to his troops.
"Kill! One doesn't stay!"
Without questioning, the butchers in crimson armor began to run towards the most fierce position on the front line.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! ! !
With a roar of earthshaking, they jumped across the crater.
But every step forward, there will be a precise barrage sweeping towards them.
Da da da~~!
When the explosive bombs flew over the head of the soldiers lying on the ground and hit the green skin, the soldiers who were still holding their positions burst into cheers and regained their strength.
"For the Father! For the Empress!"
As the officers roared, the soldiers roared, shooting at the raging tide with their rifles.
"Let's go too."
The mechanic who had been watching on the side of the battlefield gestured to a big bodyguard, and the other party ran to the warlord Shabal immediately.
The other party was casually watching human beings greet the impact of the Gough Corps with dense firepower.
The bodyguard stood in front of the warlord, shaking as he might be beaten.
A moment later, a thing that caught Shabar's attention saved him.
The fart and the special kid went to the edge of the battlefield, and they could see them rushing to the warehouse farther away, where there was also a small human force.
The mechanic giggled low, and sputum bubbled in his throat.
He walked forward to the edge of the truck and leaned on the bodyguard, patting his back firmly, letting the gangster relax and spit.
Shabal stood up and gave a roar that sounded through the battlefield:
"Waaaaaaaaagh!"
Thousands of Ok, who were ready to go, turned their heads to look at him.
"Let's go!!"
Compared with the Goff Corps, Shabal did not take more elite heads, but took most of the heavy weapons.
When the big click and the big bang sounded, the temporary defensive position constructed by humans was suddenly hit hard.
Vehicles were continuously destroyed and exploded, and ammunition of various shapes and calibers also flew into the human defense circle, creating an amazing explosion of casualties.
The defender can only transfer part of the firepower to fight against the approaching Black Fire Legion, and this also gives Grak the best attack time~EbookFREE.me~ Kill! ! ! ! ! "
In the most fierce part of the battle on the front line, with three or four heavy machine guns, Grak rushed all the way, and an axe directly split a series of off-road vehicles in half, and then kicked some of the wreckage to the annoying machine gun.
boom!
The wreckage fell heavily, crushing the heavy machine gun and the soldiers behind,
"Green skin is dead!"
The strong wind struck, and Grak ducked back slightly to avoid a giant sword that was on the face. This was a badger wizard who had ambushed nearby for a long time.
Unable to hit, the giant sword fell to the ground, and the wolverine roared with frustration.
"It's too tender!"
Graco grinned, and his left fist hit the opponent's stomach heavily, instantly hitting that man's rag doll in the air, and the splattered internal organs splashed on the ground like ink.
"It's not exciting enough! Shrimp!"
There were uninterrupted shouts all around him. He could hear human officers shouting to organize soldiers to resist one after another offensives. He could also hear the screams of soldiers falling under the attack of the executioners.
The blast wave of the explosion was filled with air, and the ground was continuously shaken by the impact of mortars, grenades and rockets.
"Father! No!"
A lieutenant yelled and watched in horror as Grak pierced the intestines of a soldier brutally with an axe handle, and then trampled the opponent who hadn't died with his feet.
Grak glanced back in the direction of the sound, but he was not sure who was calling him.
Hey~!
A bullet flew over Grak's head.
He turned his head to see a shrimp face in the middle of the bullet. The bullet was embedded in this human skull and exploded into countless small fragments, instantly tearing the thick bones into fragments.
Namat also came with his dirty car.