Orc Tyrant

He crossed the platform and walked to the railing facing east, and the two mechanics stepped away from a heavy telescope mounted on a tripod.

"I have a look."

Namath stared at the eyepieces, turned the telescope slowly, and adjusted the focus carefully.

To the south, on the wide road run by Oak with his feet outside the fortress wall, a steady stream of garbage trucks, motorcycles, and large dirty cars rumbling eastward like a river, rushing toward the approaching storm.

A group of hired harpies formed a diamond formation, whizzing past their heads, turning to the southeast to carry out air raids and reconnaissance.

Despite the high resolution of this telescope, Namath still couldn't see the enemy, only the tumbling cloud covering them and obscuring the sky.

"Ghost, what is this."

Namath got up and said to his deputy, his eyes hidden deep in his eye sockets were full of doubts.

"I have never seen this kind of wind blowing in the woods."

"Smelly guy's trick?"

"Probably."

Namath greeted a perverted boy and asked him a few words in a low voice, but the guy kept shaking his head.

Finally, after Namath slapped him, he finally nodded.

"This is a challenge. We didn't expect the stinker's trick. Have we ever considered that the enemy might launch a full-scale counterattack?"

"No, boss."

The deputy's answer was very straightforward. This is Namath's favorite style. The flattering **** character often only gets a bullet or a punch that can break his head.

"There may be small-scale raids, but it's definitely not this. I didn't expect that there are so many stinks."

"They taught us a lesson."

Namat supported the railing with both hands, and suddenly shook it, and the straight iron bar that was as thick as an ordinary person's arm suddenly turned into a twisted hemp rope.

"We besieged them, we have a number advantage, we have a firepower advantage, but they launched an attack on us."

"put all one's eggs in one basket."

A leader stood up, with many big guns on his back and a blue moon-shaped iron badge behind him.

"They are going to be driven to death, so I fight to the death."

"A brave effort."

Namath suddenly laughed.

"And it's good for us."

The boss hesitated for a moment, and asked carefully:

"It's good for me, boss?"

"They enter the open terrain and seek a death fight. We will satisfy them and we will destroy them! Today, the rainforest will be ours. They personally created a rapid and comprehensive final victory."

Namath looked up at the slowly rotating sky, still a little puzzled.

"It's as if they just meant it..."

He mused:

"Although their raid will cause us to suffer a little loss at the beginning, they must understand that our stronger firepower will eventually kill them. They...like committing mass suicide, as if they would rather be at the end of a game. They were killed in the bullet storm instead of lingering in the face of shameful failure. This is not like their style..."

The doubts in Namat's heart became deeper and deeper, he turned and walked to the steps, and shouted at his deputy:

"Let the dirty car brigade stop first."

Then he paused for a while.

"Where are the two idiots?"

"I, I don't know, boss."

"Hurry up to find them! Or tell me where they are!"

Namath roared, and for a moment, he tried to suppress the sparks of anger in his body.

"Call all the nerve boys here, I wonder if this is wrong."

Kushbaha took the remaining hundred and ten boys to a stream two kilometers south of the battlefield. They were all exhausted and dejected.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, Kushbaha broke through the surging enemy group. The roar of the battlefield made him ring in his ears. Kushbaha knew that he would not be the only one who could not calm down and stop his hands from shaking.

Two remnants of other war gangs were also withdrawn here, and there were more than twenty mechanics who were forced to abandon their artillery to escape.

Kushbaha put them under his command, and stop loss is the most important measure on the verge of annihilation of the war gang.

He made his kid be sure that he had a weapon in hand, even if it was just a knife or a broken spear, at this time he was still not sure whether it was safe.

"Damn scumbag..."

While cursing, Kushbaha washed the itchy wounds with water from the stream. The lycanthrope’s weapons were all smeared with poison. Although it could not achieve a deadly effect on Ouke, it would make them feel uncomfortable for a while, the most direct The way to deal with it is to take a wash.

"Boss! Look!"

The kid whose face was nearly split suddenly tugged at Kushbaha's shoulder. He looked up and found a dark cloud coming from the west across the jungle.

It was a huge group composed of a large number of infantry and Skug cavalry, advancing from the assembly position in the rainforest depression.

Kushbach saw a banner with three vipers. This was one of the three war gangs-the Venomous War Gang. This war gang has a large number of people, but does not have much mechanical power. Instead, it prefers to raise Jump and Shigu. Grid, as well as domesticating various beasts, their brats are very fierce in hand-to-hand combat.

But Kushbach always thought that the Iron Fist Gang was the first to act, because Namat was accustomed to piercing fast armored troops into enemy infantry groups like spears. This kind of scene should be his first arrival, but they seem to have been the first to arrive. Stand still at a position two kilometers west of the enemy.

Thinking about why they seemed to have reservations, Kushbach had a hunch, or intuition.

"Boss! Are we going!"

The boys around were already impatient. Although they had just experienced the **** battle, they were more eager for revenge and joined the counterattack team.

But Kushbach stopped them.

"Wait a minute, I wonder...Wait a minute, wait until another battle gang will come."

As if to urge him, the huge dim figure appeared in the jungle to the west, slowly rising from the swamp depression.

Kushbaha's eyes widened. They were some mechanical creations nearly ten meters high. They were similar in appearance to Brother Mao's King Kong, but it was a large circle, like a miniature King Kong of Mao's, with a semi-mechanical printed on it. Oak skull logo.

This is the Steel Faced War Gang, the boss is a rare big skill tyrant. He has a good relationship with Aghem in the abandoned city. These bright behemoths are the Maoge warlords that he and Aghem made together.

Although Aghem always wanted to get a bigger King Kong out, it was a pity that he didn't have a framework that could be remodeled. It would be too difficult to build directly, so he could only retreat and use the resources of the abandoned city to create a small King Kong, but The same is powerful.

As General Mao came to the front line, the steel-faced war gang also appeared. They controlled huge artillery and first started the offensive.

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