Orc Tyrant

"Boss, kill them all."

A kid came over, carrying a pistol with a weird handle in his hand.

Such a pistol Guruji also has one on his waist. It comes from the weird shrimp whose head was crushed by his hands. What surprised him was that, just like their weapons, these shrimps had a kill that was completely incompatible with their size. force.

Just like the number ten, nearly twenty boys were killed on the spot.

But even Guruj's simple mind can see that these shrimps are probably invaders just like him, and the big hole outside the hull is enough to prove everything.

"What's wrong with your tongue?"

"I got beaten up, nothing wrong."

Due to previous battles, Guruji has a certain understanding of Xiami's boats. They should be near the waterline and the target is above their heads.

So he decided to move on, first controlling the command tower of the Xiami battleship.

To his surprise, he didn't bump into any shrimps along the way, and the corpses were everywhere and it was terrible to see.

Some of them were dismembered by sharp blades, while others were scorched and melted, as if they had been bombarded by a big gun. Giant wounds were left on the corpses, which looked like deep bite marks on fruits.

But when he was halfway down the road, he heard gunshots from the depths of the passage. If his memory was correct, then it should be the position of the battleship's engine room-Xiami's ship layout is basically the same, which is also difficult for him. Understandably, craftsmen never make two identical things.

This is a manifestation of a lack of creativity and imagination. It also proves from the side that Xiami is not only inferior to their strength, but their brains are not as good as they are.

But this gunshot made him notice certain details-Jin Ya once reminded him that to control a ship, you must first start with its legs, that is, the engine.

"Go here!"

He took the boys and ran towards the engine room instead.

They passed through the cabin, and the rubbing and noise of his armor was masked by the sound of guns outside. Every kid knew that there shouldn't be too much noise at this time.

Along the way, they witnessed many corpses, just like the ones behind them, being ravaged fiercely, which also meant that the enemies they had to face were the same.

But when they reached the end, they found that the hatch had been closed.

Boom~!

Without hesitation, with a loud noise, the door leading to the engine room was blasted open, and the shaping explosive destroyed a large part of the ship structure.

Thick smoke gushed from the hole like blood flowing out of the wound, and Guruji jumped in. His soldiers followed, fanned out, and intermittent firepower shot at them from the opposite side.

boom!

A stray bullet hit the calf, staggering him, and fell to his knees briefly because of loss of balance.

Opposite him, the shrimp creature in blue-gray armor was hiding behind a collapsed shelf, and fired at him with a pistol that glowed blue.

He turned to avoid, feeling a scorching heat passing by.

"Waaaagh!"

Guruji yelled and jumped up, stabbing Xiami's body with a sharp knife.

But the opponent's reaction speed was amazing. The particle sword in his right hand swept across, shattering his helmet, and splitting it into two from the chin to the temple.

With a flow of heat from his forehead, Guruji hurriedly rolled down and escaped. While standing up to protect the sword in front of him, he reached out and tore off his helmet.

The shrimp attacked again, and Guruji grinned happily. Fighting against this enemy did test his skills, which made him very excited.

The sound of fighting all around echoed in his ears, and when he quickly avoided the opponent's deadly sword, he heard his blood surging in his veins.

The next moment, he sideways again to avoid another blow from Xiami, and took advantage of the situation to chop the saber towards the back of its neck, and the enemy immediately separated his head and body.

The dried shrimp fell on the deck with its limbs spread out, and Guruji was covered with blood in the bright arteries.

The blood that fell on his lips was very hot, and the heavy stench of dried shrimp blood filled his nasal cavity, and even the pain in his head appeared extremely real, as if he had experienced pain for the first time.

Around him, the soldiers of the commando team were fighting with Xiami. He saw that the kid with the big tongue was fighting with another strong Xiami. It was really a big guy. It should be the head of the shrimp.

When his kid was smashed to the ground, Guruji couldn't help shouting in surprise, and the guy's back was obviously cut in two because of the blow.

Guruji tried to get closer to the shrimp leader in a scuffle, although he knew it was too late for the weak body lying on the ground.

The other party also found him and ran with his long sword.

When the shrimp leader began to accelerate, Guruji lowered his body and concentrated all his strength on the Sharktooth Sabre.

Bang!

However, he failed to hit the target, and the opponent's speed was incredible at the moment of the engagement.

Then the other party raised his arm and directly knocked Guruji down. This force hit him to remind him of the scene when his boss beat him, and then the shrimp bent down and threw a heavy punch at the creeping Ouke.

Guruji hurriedly turned over and dodged, avoiding a heavy blow that cracked the floor.

But he couldn't catch the time to get up, so he had to lie on the ground, holding a knife in his left hand and slashing at the monster.

This time, Xiami grabbed the blade, and he clasped the sharktooth knife cleanly with his giant armoured palm.

There was a flow of heat in his mouth, staring down at Guruji, and spit out a few obscure words.

"Dirty green skin, why are you here?"

Guruji directly picked up the damaged helmet on the side, slapped the Xiami on the face, and immediately smashed the man backwards.

"Waaaagh!"

He didn't intend to give the enemy a chance to breathe. One jump grabbed the opponent's armor and smashed the opponent into the ground with a fierce back drop.

The entire bulkhead trembled because of the impact, blood and saliva poured out from the opponent's scarred face, and Guruji raised his knife to prepare to harvest his own spoils.

Puff puff~!

Bullets flew from the other end of the cabin, interrupting Guruji's movements.

The shining heat currents galloped past him, some of them hit the floor, splashing clumps of fine iron filings, and others pierced through the walls.

Guruj could only rush to find cover.

The shrimps began to retreat. They exited the engine room while shooting hastily, but the Guruj fighters were crushing them. The last resistance was being slaughtered by pistols and machetes. The shrimps could only retreat to where they came from, maybe they Guruji didn't care if he would escape from that breach.

Guruji stood there, the sound of fighting gradually muted, and his fighters scattered around to control the entire engine room.

The remaining crew members stood helplessly by their machines, raising their hands in a gesture of surrender, despite the resigned contempt on their faces.

Most people didn't wear armor, but Guruji saw an officer wearing a nice coat, a decorative sailor's sword and a pistol.

So he stepped forward, snatched his coat away in the stunned gaze of the opponent, and then nailed it to his shoulder armor.

"Resolve them."

Then he ordered, so the boys went to deal with the captives, the chopping and wailing did not last long.

Now, the engine room is occupied, and the battleship is theirs.

But it is far from the end, the next target will be the control tower on the bridge, he will complete the challenge that the boss dreams of most.