Orc Tyrant

With the blessing of the Holy Father, Ivanov passed through the shooting range of the machine gun unscathed. His speed was so fast that he couldn't stop. He even fell to the ground with a sliding shovel when an Ouke pointed the gun at him. .

Then, a few centimeters of air above his head was heated by the bullet.

When Ivanov raised his head, he happened to see Aluno stabbing the attacker with his long knife.

When the green skin kept yelling, he drew the pistol out with his free hand and slammed the bullet into the square's head severely, stopping its screaming abruptly.

Boom~!

The explosion of the grenade announced that the other green leather left at the door had also been wiped out. Ivanov stood up and dusted his coat.

He looked back at the street they had just crossed.

Eight new bodies were lying on the ground bleeding, and one of them was still moving, calling for help from his comrades in a weak voice.

That was Lemsky, a young private in the 4th platoon. Pvt. Rodnaev, also in the fourth row, followed Ivanov’s gaze and saw his injured comrade lying on the street outside.

The brawny man immediately threw down his gun and tried to run to rescue his friend, but his wrist was caught by Aluno's powerful hand.

"Don't do stupid things, soldier."

The deputy commander said in a low voice.

"He is right."

Ivanov also catted to his waist and came to the two of them.

"If you run out for less than a second, you will be shattered by bullets. Lemsky doesn't want you to do that. I can't lose another person. Think about it."

"But he is not dead yet, sir!"

Rodnaev squeezed a word from his clenched teeth.

"We came out of a village."

Perhaps Lemsky heard these words, because at this moment he knelt on one knee and supported himself with the terrible pain on his body.

This action was enough to attract the attention of the Ouke Gunners, and they fired another wave of bullets.

Da Da Da~~!

Lemsky's body shuddered as he was torn apart by the dozens of shocks, and then fell forward on the blood-stained stone brick floor, completely motionless.

"Do not!!!"

Rodnaev roared, he grabbed his gun, his face flushed and his eyes bulged.

"Where are they? I'm going to kill them, I'm going to kill them all!"

Ivanov grabbed his collar and pulled him close to nose to nose.

"Calm down, soldier, give me restraint, if you can't do it, you fucking—"

Suddenly, his words stopped in the air, because he heard the sound of orders coming from the other end of the power station, which was Ok's grunt.

The remaining green leather is rushing back.

"Everyone, go to the corner!"

He whispered, letting go of Rodnaev.

The soldiers soon took their place in this building, some followed Ivanov to the northeast corner, and the rest followed Aluno to the southeast corner.

When Green Leather appeared noisily in sight, the soldiers waited for a while to let them come closer, and when Green Leather was far away from all the sturdy shelters that could be easily reached, Ivanov issued an order to fire.

"Fuck the beast's mother!"

The violent gunfire broke out, shooting through the thick padded armor of the green skin and getting into their flesh all the way. There were not many armored soldiers in these soldiers, which is why Ivanov judged that they were just fishes. The reason-the soldiers of the Blood Axe Legion will have at least one bulletproof vest made of iron.

"Grenade them some color!"

Under Ivanov's command, the soldiers threw smoldering explosives into the green skin looking for cover.

Boom boom boom~~!

Accompanied by the continuous explosions, Ok's screams filled the air, the corpse was lying on the ground, and those who were not killed immediately wailed in pain.

"In the past, get rid of those who weren't dead."

After the battle ended three minutes later, Ivanov gave the order and gave Rodnaev a targeted look.

"Remember that you are soldiers, not sadists. I want the enemy to be executed quickly and don't torture them. We don't have time to enjoy revenge."

When his soldiers stepped forward and followed the order, Ivanov walked back to the western entrance of the power station, which was firmly sealed from the inside.

Just as he was standing in front of the door, Aluno came over.

"Are they dead?"

Ivanov turned around and asked.

"Yes, sir."

"The door is sealed, is there any explosives left?"

"It should be some more, sir."

"That soldier, Rodnaev... is he okay?"

"They are good friends, sir, the kind that grew up, and both of them came from the village of Loveko."

Ivanov remembered Dubkozh and Yankano. They both fought in Aksum. He still remembers the scene when Dubkozh slowly stopped breathing on a stretcher, and he also remembered that he watched Yankano. His body was torn to pieces with green skin. The war has caused him to lose many, many things, including one of his arms.

"I understand, but mourning has to wait until the battle is over."

Aluno nodded, and the others came to the entrance, their violent eyes with absolute concentration on the immediate affairs, which is exactly what Ivanov wanted to see.

"Install explosives on the door."

He told them so.

"After we go in, we will team up and sweep the floors one by one. There are gunmen inside. They may be greenskins or assholes. No matter what, we will make them pay! Keep their eyes open, they know we are coming. So don’t make mistakes and look after other people, understand?"

"Understood, sir!"

The soldiers answered.

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Yushikin stood in the middle of the open space of the power station. There was a terrible scene in front of me—the bodies of the good boys were piled together like piles of wood.

When looking at them, Yushikin's heart was full of anger and guilt, so all he could do was to cremate them to avoid being desecrated by Oak after the war.

There are more soldiers missing, and he is sure they are lying somewhere. It is really difficult to believe that these powerful men have died.

Gunshots sounded occasionally as soldiers continued to search for buildings on the edge of the power station and wipe out the remaining green skin, but the large-scale battle was over.

The west side of the industrial zone has now returned to human hands. This is probably what Beruf never thought of, because he estimated that humans would only run to the east if they want to run, because the west is strictly said to be an "occupied area." "That's why he deploys the least troops in the west, and they are basically handed over to the trash fish under the hands of Lame Luo for defense.

However, Yushkin saw through this point. He knew even better Ok's war methods. Those areas swept by them would definitely not leave troops to garrison, so this gave him room for detours.

Outside the power station, the main force of the Black Legion was quickly evacuating with the help of mist, passing through the gap made by the Ivanov regiment.

And this brave leader stood beside Yushijin.

"I have waited a lot of time this day."

Alfred noticed that when the leader said this, he exchanged a meaningful look with Yushijin.

"This is a fact that I know myself. I am waiting for the opportunity to exchange my life for the highest value. In these dark days, I speculate that it will come sooner or later... I am correct, I am ready to face my death. ."

Everyone stared at the veteran with silent respect, and his proposal to keep himself embodies the nobility and glory that every officer desires to show.

At this moment, there is no need for sensational language, which is an insult to the fearless warrior.

"Old boy."

Yushkin whispered:

"You can bring everything you need, the Father will bless you to bring victory to our common goal, and your sacrifice will be recorded in the history of the empire."

Ivanov smiled and shook his head, then turned to salute:

"Then, if you don't mind, I'm going to start deploying defenses immediately, and Ok will come right away. May the Father bless you, sir."

"May the Father bless you and see you again."