Orc Tyrant

The engine roared, and the evacuation convoy from the small town of Narnia was desperately running westward.

They struggled through a network of trails connecting various farms, and finally drove on an east-west highway paved with gravel. This aorta of land transportation is used to pass each harvest season. The cargo train carried the grain to Dunwich.

They walked through the irrigation canals and wide basins, which were neatly planted with rows of growing crops, dragging a four-kilometer-long trail of dust on the dry white road.

Then, the torrential rain caught up with them again.

The black rain washed away the dust, and the wet road reflected light until their wheels splashed with water.

To the south of them, the blue sky looked pale.

To the north, there was a dark darkness as greasy as asphalt, and a large group of rotating and swelling black clouds obscured the light.

Ferryn was checking the drum of his machine gun again. Felix held the steering wheel in one hand, and took out his pistol with the other hand and threw it to Ferryn.

"Check this."

He ordered it.

"And my rifle."

The windshield wipers brushed the car windows fiercely, and the wind blew by, and the water on the road was blown into the air like waves in the sea.

Felix tried to keep himself from paying attention to the black liquid that had hit the windshield, gathered on his wipers like pus, and was squirming.

Through the rain curtain, he saw that the truck in front suddenly turned on the brake lights, so he immediately stepped on the brake.

The truck slid violently on the wet ground.

"Oh! Ahead! Ahead! I'm going to hit it!"

Ferryn yelled out loud, and Felix clung to the steering wheel tightly.

Finally, they stopped with difficulty, but still knocked off the rear bumper of the truck in front.

"This **** rain! My car has stalled!"

"It seems to hear Ok's cry."

"Where is the sir!? Sir! I have wounded here!"

The communicator in the cab was full of shouts.

Felix turned off the annoying car radio, opened the door and was about to get out of the car.

He stared at the front, trying to figure out the cause of the blockage.

But suddenly, something came out of the back of the truck in front of them, jumped onto their hood, and smashed the metal car hood into a hollow.

It crouched there, and the rain kept dripping down its exposed fangs.

Although only one second may actually have passed, it feels as long as eternity.

This is a big jump with orange-red skin and lumps all over!

"Sir! Go on!"

Ferryn threw Felix's pistol back to him, and the militia captain caught it and opened fire frantically.

His continuous shooting exploded his tongue, the spore juice squirted out from the opening like a fountain, and the little monster fell off the hood.

More people are fleeing back along the highway, and they have fallen into blind panic.

The truck in front started moving again, the wheels spun wildly, drove ten meters forward, and then rushed out of the roadside and rolled into the river bed along the embankment.

Felix saw four little monsters jumping towards him, and he still didn't understand how these things appeared.

He stepped heavily on the accelerator.

Two monsters were crushed under the heavy truck, and the other was slammed into the air as soon as it hit the front wheel cover.

Film shot desperately toward the window of the cab, and bullet shells kept falling under their feet.

"Sir! These ghosts are getting more and more!"

The convoy began to move forward again, although several trucks tipped over on the side of the road and one was still burning.

Felix had to slow down and drive past them carefully.

At this time, a strange-looking monster with a big mouth appeared out of the cab window next to Felix.

He leaned forward and let Ferryn fly the monster through the glass.

It was a group of creatures with wings and heavy leather, and looked a bit like vultures, but without a single feather.

It was Green Fang who came out to play with the Sigug Eagle after tinkering with the Aquatic Siguge.

If there were no fighters from the mechanics, they would have propped up the sky of Oak, but now they can only be responsible for some simple harassment tasks.

But when they gather in large numbers, they still have a powerful threat, especially for militias with weak firepower.

And Green Teeth has also developed a new gameplay.

Use Skug Eagle to carry the jump, and then throw a large amount of it on human heads, because of the mutual

"Sir! These monsters are getting more and more!"

A smaller off-road vehicle chased up and drove side by side with them.

This is an open, short-wheelbase **** vehicle with a light machine gun on the rack.

Felix waved to the driver, then slowed down to follow the off-road vehicle.

Moments later, the machine gun began to roar and fired directly in front of the convoy.

Felix saw that some kind of big, winged monster was torn apart under the blast of hail-like bullets, broken into pieces and dropped onto the road.

Their wheels pressed on the ground wet with pus, and they galloped away.

Behind them, on the highway, the advancing convoy was attacked by monsters that spewed from the farmland and the irrigation canal that stretched to the north, and were chasing after them.

The **** convoy accompanies the transport convoy, sweeping the fields.

Skug Eagle kept swooping down, waving his claws creaking, but was immediately blasted into a drizzle of mucus and bone shell debris.

The hordes of hops were run over by the speeding wheels, but they still went forward.

Boom~!

Suddenly, a truck was hit by two rockets with tail flames at the same time, lost control and fell off the road, and exploded in a dry channel.

Then the grenade also fell from the sky, blasting two fast-moving transport vehicles to pieces.

The barbarians riding the Skug Cavalry are the vanguards. They are the weapon experimental team under the Green Teeth. They were hired by the warlord Baltijin as the vanguard to block the retreat of the human settlements in the forefront.

The heavy armored vehicles in the convoy were far behind and found that they had been separated from the main force of the fleeing convoy.

Tiaotiaohai submerged two of them, and twisted their bodies to tear the car body like peeling the shell of a seed.

The two remaining vehicles stopped suddenly, switched their cannons, and began bombarding the wave of monsters that were chasing behind the convoy like ocean waves.

The crew members knew that they were doomed, and their sense of responsibility made them burn their lives to the best of their ability.

Boom~!

The speeding rocket destroyed one armored car, and the other was hit by a beam of energy that looked like green lightning. The detonation of the shells in the car blasted the entire tank to pieces.

The colonel of the militia was standing at the back of the off-road vehicle in high-speed driving, personally manipulating the machine gun.

A Skug Eagle had just rolled the co-pilot out, and now only he and the pilot were left.

The young colonel gripped the trigger tightly, turning it back and forth with a dragged heavy-fire elastic stream that shattered the jump on the road behind his car.

Bang~!

At this time, a savage kid riding a Skug suddenly accelerated to the side of the off-road vehicle, and then threw a can.

With a bang, the jar full of grease exploded, and the phosphorous fire instantly ignited the grease. The flame quickly covered the colonel's body and swallowed him.

But he didn't say a word, still shooting, knocking the kid off Sgug.

When the driver was hit by a stray bullet and the uncontrollable vehicle smashed into the rear wheel of a transporter, the militia colonel only had a scorched black arm still hanging on the trigger.