Orc Tyrant

Chapter 934: Special Warfare (3)

Fegeron tried to adjust the communicator, but the line was disrupted.

Bullets are shot from all directions. They are different from ordinary bullets. The bullets of the special warfare boys screamed through the air and exploded into a hot flame. They used special ammunition to make up for the lack of heavy firepower.

The inhuman laughter echoed in the ruins, as if the buildings were mocking the dying green devils.

WAAAAAAAAAGH!

Suddenly, an Okter war boy with a black sleeveless leather jacket and a red headband wrapped around his head appeared among the rubble, less than ten meters away from Fegeron.

Accompanied by a roar like an injured bison, he raised the small rocket launcher in his hand and pulled the trigger to make the red explosive fly out in the sudden gushing smoke.

But the target was not Fegeron, but a group of green demons gathered together.

Boom~!

In an instant, two people were swallowed by the flames, leaving only a pile of melted flesh and armor fragments. The soldiers trapped in the rubble were surrounded by raging fires.

Even if someone finds a place to hide, they will be burned alive.

There is only one chance now.

Figuron's team must attack the enemy and break out of the siege. He shouted to Uller, who was already lying beside him with the corpses of his brothers:

"We must have a charge!"

Although Fegeron could see the anger burning in his eyes, Uller nodded.

Uller could have condemned Figuron for this fiasco, without dispute, but he did not do so.

"The green devil is never afraid of death!"

Fegeron roared and charged at the enemy, the green devils must break through the encirclement and reorganize the team.

But those inhuman laughter became crazy.

The enemy hopes that their prey will be closer, and the special warfare boys are never stingy with firepower.

A green devil was pierced by a bullet and his intestines were shattered by the bullet, and then he fell to the ground swayingly.

Fegeron felt that every bullet hitting the surroundings was like a sledgehammer. The special bullet-proof armor on them was useless in the face of Ouke's firepower.

When he saw those Ouke holding a melee weapon in one hand and a gun in the other, he couldn't help but pray to the Father for blessing.

"Die!"

Fegeron climbed over the bunker, drew out the battle axe behind his waist, and slashed at an Ouke who quacked like a frog.

The iconic weapon of the green devils is the one-handed battle axe with a curvature. This weapon is derived from the evolution of the light throwing axe used by the colonial pioneers in the jungle. It is very good for slashing and has one end as a blade and the other as a cone. , Also has the ability to break armor.

"Waaagh!"

Close combat is always Oak's favorite thing, and the special war boy immediately blocked it with the machete guard in his hand.

The two weapons collided, bursting out blue sparks.

Suddenly, the special warfare boy hit Fegeron in the abdomen with the handle of the gun.

The squad leader tightened his teeth, and when his sight was still on the enemy, he immediately responded with his shotgun.

The bullet penetrated the opponent's abdomen armor at close range and opened a big hole in the bastard's stomach. The high-temperature fragments destroyed everything it touched, even the stuff in the belly of this special warfare kid.

The disgusting liquid quickly and continuously fell from the hole in his body to the ground.

Figuron had no time to celebrate the death of his enemy.

Another **** man with a twisted green symbol engraved on his armor rushed up and slashed at Fegeron's thigh with a long fighting knife.

He barely flashed, but didn't avoid it completely, a big cut was cut in the thigh near the crotch.

"Waaaagh!"

Another Ok, who was covered in stripes, like a ruin full of weeds, rushed up from behind, and hit Fegeron's head with the **** of his rifle.

With a hum, Feigron felt the world turned upside down, and his eyes were blurred by blood.

"Sir!"

A green devil yelled and rushed to protect his boss.

The third place, Ok, intercepted him with a supernatural speed, and after a short confrontation, he was lifted into the air with a war knife.

The heroic rescue of the green devil was just a useless effort.

The sharp blade cut his body, blood and entrails splashed all over Fegeron, Ouke proudly raised his weapon, and the inhuman laughter echoed across the ruins once again.

"Damn it!"

Ragnar stood on the roof, and he could clearly see all this happening.

Oak surrounded his team, which made Ragnar feel like a knife.

He might be able to rescue Fegeron and Uerle.

Fagerron fell to the ground, still fighting, Uller faced the three Oukes, constantly waving his almost broken battle axe, trying to cut a **** way to Fagerron.

A green devil successfully removed the left arm of a special warfare kid, but his inhuman enemy did not hesitate at all. Instead, he launched an even more frenzied counterattack with his only right arm, bringing a rusty dagger. Insert the soldier's chest.

The Oaks have the upper hand, and they have both terrain and number advantages.

The enemy played with the green devils and enjoyed the pleasure of slaughtering these former enemies. The hatred of the two sides for each other reached a whole new level at this moment.

Ragnar really wants to jump down and join the battle now.

However, this approach will only make him fall into the trap.

Although I don't want to admit it, it's not a good idea to get into hand-to-hand combat for a long time now. He must attack from the side to surprise him.

He noticed a building lying sideways on the church where they were now.

Ouke’s destruction has severely damaged the building, but it will not completely collapse.

However, it was close enough to Ragnar and his men to provide them with a way out.

"follow me!"

While giving the order, he took a few steps back, then began to run as fast as he could, and finally jumped up, crossing the gap between the buildings.

At that moment, he remembered his childhood ideal-to be an athlete.

When he landed, he crashed into the roof of another building and smashed a large piece of wood.

He succeeded, and other green devils also landed next to him, quickly turning this roof into a valley that had been violently shelled.

"Let's go!"

Ragnar growled.

They raced through the ruins of the building, running, crawling and even jumping to the other end of the roof.

Ragnar hopes that his team can appear behind the enemy's line after passing through this home.

Now is the time for the answer to be revealed.

No time to climb the stairs, Ragnar slammed into the eaves and jumped off.

A few seconds later, with a rain of rubble, Ragnar and his loyal soldiers landed heavily.

They did not show a moment of sluggishness.

Ragnar turned around, and then began to sprint.

Chapter 935 Special Warfare (4)

He knew where Feigeron broke through, and he knew that they didn't have much time.

The sound of the battle clearly guided the direction of the soldiers' surprise attack.

"I am Ragnar. If you are not near the church, then hold your current position and defend against any possible attacks."

As he moved forward, he did not forget to yell in the communicator.

"Boys, stay here."

He raised a fist and pointed at a ruined building that seemed to provide a decent shelter.

"Ulik, I want you to lead the other four Guadings (recruits) through that building and occupy a position that can be shot from a height. You can fire again after I give the order. Do you understand?"

"understand."

Ulick replied that the recruit was acting very obediently, and maybe he was growing into a real green devil.

"Others, come with me."

Ragnar waved them forward.

While keeping hidden, the team approached the battlefield through the rubble and gravel.

He could see that the Oukes had surrounded Fegeron and some of his remaining fighters, and the special warfare boys were shooting at the green devils unscrupulously, and even their own people would be affected by the fire.

There was an Ouke holding a flag with their botched symbol of the primitive gods in his hands. That thing didn't look ordinary. On the green flag was a white Ouke skull.

Based on previous combat experience, Ragnar rarely sees special warfare boys carrying battle flags.

But today they did this, there must be a special reason, perhaps this is an important piece of information.

The frantic laughter reverberated over the battlefield centered on the banner.

"You have to use all your firepower to cover me when I assault."

Ragnar tried his communicator again, only to receive a rustling electromagnetic noise.

He must handle everything himself.

"Smelly stuff! Come to your father to die!"

Ragnar jumped out of the bunker fiercely and strode towards the green beast.

Behind him, the warriors kept pouring out human anger with the weapons in their hands, and one of them even set up a light machine gun.

During the run, Ragnar heard Ulik’s men also attacked.

The traitors must not turn their attention away from the besieged prey and search for their new enemy.

"Mongrel!"

But Ragnar slammed into the enemy group, wielding a tomahawk and horned helmet, and chopped off an Ouke's neck.

Black-green body fluids, foul-smelling pus, and disgusting adhesions sprayed from the stubble part of its neck and splashed all over the ground.

The sudden attack of the Green Devil Battalion led the Oukes into chaos, and Ragnar took the opportunity to hit the shotgun into another Ouke's distorted face.

Their enemies made mistakes they used to make, and they were too confident about the situation.

But in the encirclement, the situation deteriorated.

"what!"

A tall special warfare kid slammed Fegeron to the ground, then stood beside him, stomping proudly on Thor's breastplate, trying to burst his heart.

But as Ragnar threw his battle axe hard and hit the huge unhelmed head with precision, this guy's evil deeds instantly turned into useless.

But Fegeron and the other two green devils survived, and one of them was seriously injured.

Without a moment's hesitation, Ragnar carried the wounded on his shoulders, turned and ran back to the ruins that were still shooting.

"Uh!"

A bullet hit the green devil who had just run a few steps, and he immediately fell to the ground, and it was too late for Fegeron to try to drag him.

Although the surprise attack surprised the special warfare boys, they quickly recovered their composure.

"do not stop!"

Ragnar shouted, continuing to run, the bullet chasing his heel like an enraged viper.

Suddenly, Ragnar sensed that behind him, the world exploded like a bright fireball.

Then came the second explosion, and then the third.

Boom~~!

The Oker holding the flag fell, a howitzer hit it and exploded to pieces, and the Okers' laughter was interrupted.

"Ragna, am I late for this party?"

A voice came from the communicator.

Ragnar almost wanted to cry, thank God Father, it's an armored car!

Armored vehicles equipped with heavy weapons are providing cover firepower for them. Now they can retreat. Ragnar did not hesitate to quickly order the group to evacuate. The number of Okkers here is far more than estimated, and one armored vehicle is not enough.

"We need to report to our superiors what we saw, which is very unusual."

Returning to the armored vehicle, Ragnar picked up the vehicle-mounted communicator while placing the wounded soldiers.

"Dead pig, dead pig! I am peeling! I am peeling! Please answer if you receive it, please answer if you receive it."

"Dead pig received it, don't howl, hear it, whether the action went smoothly."

"Shun your grandma's ass! There is a Zaok here, there are more lice on your eggs! Hurry up and send a large force to come over, we have eaten it."

An hour later, Ragnar returned to the outside of the church again.

Previously, his troops entered from here. Oak’s power forced the green devils to retreat and regroup, but now they counterattacked and successfully expelled the opponent from the village, and successfully wiped out most of them, with only a few escaped. In the dense forest,

But victory is not without cost. Fortunately, the loss is not as serious as it should be.

The casualties mainly came from Fegeron's team and Uerle's team.

Ragnar has no time to blame himself.

His battles fought for the motherland and died well.

He must focus on the question of how the enemy assembles such a large force.

It cannot be denied that Ragnar underestimated them.

At this time, Ainu ran to the armored vehicle with two wolf scouts.

"The scouts are back, and they brought back some news."

The Scout of the Green Devil is a unique unit.

Unlike the standard organization regulations of conventional troops, they serve in a more independent manner.

The captain himself directly commands them, mobilizes and deploys them to any place he deems necessary to detect intelligence.

In fact, it was the scouts who first noticed the change in Ork in the village, and Ragnar noticed their arrival and was ready to listen to their suggestions.

Two scouts in camouflage cloaks walked slowly, as if they were conserving energy for the battle.

The tall man among them looked like he had been in service for ten years, with a roll of buckskin wrapped around his waist and right shoulder, and around his neck was wearing a large string of Oak fangs strung with leather rope.

His face was weather-beaten, with a scar from his left eye down, across his nose, through his lips to his right lower jaw, and the wound was so deep that his lips could no longer close during the treatment.

He only carried a sniper rifle and a battle axe with an ice blue blade on his back.

Ragnar knew his name was Hoth.

The other scout seemed to be more low-key, he was wearing a hood that almost enveloped the whole person.

The hood blocked his face, Ragnar could only see the tattoo spreading to his chin, and a sniper rifle was also hung behind his back.

Ragnar nodded at them.

"Hose, it's nice to see you again, what did you find?"

"Captain, according to the order, we are looking for traces of Oak's activities. Just as you are worried, the number of those guys has greatly increased."

The scout reported.

"They seem to be marking certain terrain and certain defensive facilities. We eavesdropped on them to say..."

"Have you overheard their conversation?"

Ainu interrupted the scout's report.

"How close were you to them at the time?"

"Close enough to hear them clearly."

Hoth answered dryly.

"Ainu!"

Ragnar waved his team leader to keep quiet.

"please continue."

"They are not enough in number to complete the task, but they said that tomorrow night they will have enough power to complete it."

The scout concluded his report.