Ailola Crosha felt that the war seemed to have changed.
In other words, this is a war. In the past, it was just a small fight.
He was from a tribe of wandering survivors. It was really difficult to make a living in the tribe. Under the leadership of a senior, a dozen teenagers left the tribe and followed a trader to the garbage. Town, joined an adventure group.
They say they are an adventure group, but they are actually armed garbage men. After getting more than a dozen guns from the merchant on credit, they began their scavenging career.
Not daring to take risks, they searched for some metal scraps and some hot limestone in the safe area outside Garbage Town, scraping together a day's supply, taking them back to Garbage Town, and exchanging them for food.
Every day’s harvest, after buying food and paying back a little bit of the gun loan, there is nothing left.
And if you really encounter a battle, such as some mutated monsters that you occasionally encounter in the ruins of the city, you have to save some money on shooting, because bullets are very expensive.
Life during that period had no hope and no future. But he didn't feel too sad. It was good to have food to eat. For a long time in the past, he didn't know what it felt like to have a full meal.
He and his companions have been hanging out in Garbage Town for two years. Just when he thought he would continue to be like this for the rest of his life until he couldn't do it anymore, he met the green skin.
Of more than a dozen fellow villagers, only six survived. The rest, including his senior who led them out, were all killed in the hands of the greenskins.
If there were just casualties, that would be fine, but those fellow villagers died miserably. Those greenskins were eating people alive right in front of them, smashing their heads open and eating their brains.
He wanted to snatch the body back, but he didn't dare and was pulled back by someone.
Some of the living people gave up their jobs as scavengers and adventurers completely because of that scene, but he and his two other brothers could never forget that scene.
After hearing the name of the Beast Slaughter Group, they joined it.
It’s embarrassing to say that he obviously wanted to take revenge on those greenskins, but after the three of them came in and fought for four months, he was the only one left alive, but the greenskins who killed him with his own hands were the only ones left alive. There is only one.
In the past, when they found trouble with green skins, they could only find a small group of targets, two or three at most. But even so, they still had to gather ten people before they dared to take action.
There is no advantage in shooting with iron tube rifles against those greenskins. The range is about the same, but the power is far different. Mortals are not like those greenskins who can take many bullets. Therefore, the people of the Beast Slaughter Group could only think of other ideas elsewhere.
Modify firearms, increase caliber and charge. Although this will severely reduce the reliability of the firearms, the power of the bullets has indeed increased; equipped with a broadsword and a spear, after those greenskins get close, at least they have a handy weapon to resist. That green skin is so close to the faceWith the effort of three or four people, six or seventy-eight spears can still be pierced into his body.
Everyone said that the Beast Slaughterers had a special method for defeating the greenskins, but in La Crocha’s view, this was no special method. Stronger courage, full of hatred hidden in the heart, Brave and fearless many against one. In order to kill two or three greenskins, they often have to pay ten lives.
That’s all.
But things are different now.
Earlier, when the group leader talked to him and asked if he wanted to accept the adaptation, he thought simply: The treatment was better than before, he could get better equipment, and he could continue to fight greenskins. What's wrong?
But what he didn't expect was that after accepting the adaptation, the entire way of fighting would change.
After a few days of rest in the military camp and a round of training under the eyes of the governor, he felt that he suddenly understood a lot.
Shooting postures, military skills, position building, team coordination, armor coordination, artillery coordination
Those days were magical, my mind suddenly became clear, and I could understand everything once it was explained. What skills can be mastered once practiced?
Coming to the front line again, he is the captain and now the squad leader.
Under the leadership of the squad leader, he built two firepower points with a total of ten people. They are all built with common building fragments and broken bricks from the ruins. They are located on a small slope, which can form a commanding attack point.
There are several such firepower points separated by a short distance. They are built by other soldiers of the same company to ensure that they can form cross firepower and support each other smoothly.
This knowledge has just been learned. In the past, they could only rely on experience to fiddle around, and could not build a position so effectively.
And these positions had an immediate effect.
A team of about a dozen greenskins sneaked up under the cover of the night. When the sentry found out, they had already arrived not far from a fortification.
The sound of gunfire woke everyone up. Several soldiers stationed there began to resist vigorously. The brothers next door who were able to provide fire support also opened fire immediately, with the sound of machine guns and rifles.
Immediately, two or three greenskins were killed by the dense bullets.
The team then retreated while fighting, killing three people and allowing the greenskins to occupy the fortifications, but then came support and fired two rounds from a rocket launcher.
After the fight, seven or eight people rushed in together, bayonets fixed, and started fighting with the only remaining greenskins.
La Crocha was one of them, and he stabbed one to death with his own hands.
Humans certainly suffered in close combat. Even if most of the greenskins were injured and killed, the remaining four still killed seven soldiers.
But overall, the exchange ratio between the two sides was only one to one.
In the past, these dozen greenskins were able to defeat them allThe whole company was killed.
However, the battle is not over yet at this time. Their position was disrupted, and the greenskins on the opposite side seemed to seize this opportunity, investing more manpower and launching an attack on them.
It was dark tonight, but through the searchlights on the position, La Crocia could clearly see that there must be at least fifty greenskins, forming thick shadows, rushing towards their position.
He was extremely nervous at the time and opened fire wildly with his comrades.
Everyone seems to know that there seems to be no way to survive. There's no way to run away, they can't outrun these greenskins.
At this moment, what they are thinking about is to try to take away one by one before they die.
But at this moment, a whistling sound came from the top of their heads
La Crocha remembered that before coming to support, the platoon leader seemed to have said that as long as this When a fight breaks out, the company commander will send a telegram to the combined artillery regiment in the rear. As long as we hold on, we can get artillery support
Isn't this coming?
At least three artillery shells fell in front.
The huge explosion was almost deafening.
But La Crocha was inexplicably excited
This is called war
The orcs have rough skin and thick flesh, but they are still flesh and blood. Under the power of the 155 howitzer Under the explosion, no corpses were left within the radius of five or six meters of the explosion; within fifty meters, the shock wave and dense shrapnel were also lethal enough.
The three cannonballs were fired very accurately. If the greenskins were not scattered and knew how to lie down to avoid the cannonballs when they came, these three cannonballs would be enough to kill them all.
But despite this, at least twenty greenskins were finished.
The remaining ones got up howling and continued to rush up the slope.
But at this moment, more firepower points in the surrounding area reacted and fired wildly at this place. At least ten machine guns were aimed at this place, and countless rifles were pointed at it.
The firepower network formed by the G9 light machine gun and the G9A automatic rifle is many times higher than the iron tube rifle they used in the past. Under the intense firepower, the greenskins all fell on the charging road.
From then on, the whole night and the entire defense line seemed to be lively. It seemed that there was fighting everywhere. The sound of gunfire could be faintly heard from as far away as ten kilometers away, and the roar of cannons was heard. Even more so.
La Crocha and the others were subsequently attacked several times, and they also suffered a lot of casualties, especially when the greenskins came close to a distance of ten meters, the opponent's crude firearms As long as it hits, one of your party will die.
But there are no immortals in a war
Tonight, what La Crocha can guarantee is that at least in the position he is in, the greenskins will die more than they do.
After dawn, the greenskin offensive stopped.
Counting the losses and results, the greenskins in front lost a lot of money.There were over fifty corpses, of which thirty or forty must have been killed by artillery and rocket launchers, ten of them must have been shot, and five or six of them were killed by them as they rushed forward and fought with bayonets.
On Lacrocha’s side, they also lost thirty soldiers.
A new company, carrying their breakfast, took their place at ten o'clock in the morning.
La Crocha and his comrades, after fighting all night and losing 30 men, were able to retreat and rest first.
He himself did not feel tired, he was even very excited and wanted to fight again
Roasting Ax felt very tired and very depressed, but he still wanted to fight again Have a fight.
Fighting, killing, and watching blood splatter are the green-skinned orcs’ biggest hobbies, and they are the nature engraved in their genes.
They are savage, violent, fighting by nature, and are not afraid of death. The thing they fear most in life is not fighting, and not winning will make them unhappy.
I am not very happy today.
In order not to lose the fight, Roasting Ax could only temporarily ask his boys to retreat.
Several crazy doctors performed operations on the green-skinned boy who had lost his limbs and head. If a hand is missing, cut one off from another greenskin and sew it on; the same goes for a missing leg. Some greenskins that had been bombarded by cannons were missing a lot of parts, but their heads were still alive, so they cut off their heads and replaced them with a corpse whose body was still intact but whose head was rotten
< p> Roast Ax looked a little happy as he watched his boys being reassembled one by one.I like to fight and I am not afraid of death, but that doesn’t mean I still fight even if I know I can’t win. You live for the next fight. If too many green-skinned guys die, it will be difficult to fight later.
He returned to the barracks built from the ruins, grabbed a red communicator that looked crude and had no structure at all, and randomly operated it twice, trying to contact the boss at the back.
However, the communicator made a tingling sound, but failed to connect.
Roasted Ax became even more angry. He shouted outside, "Kacha Kacha, come in!"
A green man who looked much thinner than him, but was actually taller than average. A muscular guy with a wrench came in.
"Boss Grilled Axe, what did you ask me to do?"
"Please fix this thing for me and I need to contact Boss Tear Meat"
"This thing is broken again "
Kacha took the communicator from Roast Ax, scratched his head, then knocked it a few times with a small hammer, and used a wrench to remove several parts from it.
Then, it handed the communicator to Roast Ax again, "I thought this should be fine."
Roast Ax didn't care, he fiddled with it a few more times, and it really worked. Got connected.
Kick Kacha on the buttocks and kick the wrench boy away. When a familiar gasping sound came from over there, he roasted the axe.I couldn't wait to shout, "Boss Tear Meat, I listen to you. When those Xiami changed defenses, he led a charge and killed many, many boys without rushing down. Those Xiami's cannons are too fierce, I want to do it too." "Big bang, I want a truck, and I want to race a motorcycle."
"No," the meat-shredding boss refused, "You stay there first. If you want to fight, go and fight. I heard the elders say, wait for a while." Time can hold a big thing in. You can't expose the big stuff first. Wait until the new boys and new farts have grown up, and then bring these big stuff with you. We will kill all those shrimps in one wave."< /p>
"Okay, you are the boss and I will listen to you." Roast Ax said in a sullen voice, "But you have to promise me that you will give me more when the time comes."
"I'll give it to you"
Paji, the communication was hung up, the big boss of the Iron Teeth Clan tore his flesh, and with heavy steps, he found the elder.
That was an old orc with almost all his teeth.
Among the greenskins, old orcs are not common. Orcs who can't fight won't live long easily, and greenskins don't have the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young.
But then again, if a greenskin can live to a very old age but still has a pivotal position in the clan, it means that there must be something special about it, and it is definitely not like It's because of its appearance that it cannot be beaten.
When facing the elders, Tear Flesh, as the boss of the entire clan, will also maintain some respect. This is not easy for the green skin.
"When will our big explosion be ready?" asked the tearing meat. "Those boys kept asking and asking for support. If it doesn't work, I can only let them Withdrew. Some new shrimps are quite powerful. Those boys were beaten to pieces."
The elder thought for a moment and said, "We still have to continue beating. More deaths, more aaagh, and more time." Boys, more deaths, more aaaagh, more boys, more deaths and then we win and we can all become bigger orcs. The boys on the front line need to work harder, or if not, send more bastards. Go up, there are too many bastards, we don't need so many. The new mushrooms are almost grown, but we still need more land to grow more mushrooms. "Please remember to collect. The latest and fastest website for free reading without anti-theft