Orc Tyrant

Major Mountbatten walked into the room from the west entrance.

"Go back to your post, pay attention to your words and deeds,"

He glared and roared.

The officers calmed down under the awe of his voice and rank, and straightened their bodies respectfully.

His entourage took the major general's helmet and gun, and Mountbatten stepped to the front of the map table and scanned.

"There is no warning for their raid?"

"Not at all, sir."

His staff said so.

"After the raid on the Lins Basin, we originally expected that the Bloodfang Legion would take at least 2-3 days to arrive and deploy the troops, but now it's just one night—"

"Evaluation?"

Mountbatten did not answer, but leaned forward and asked while looking down at the map table.

The light from the lamps on both sides illuminated his face.

"We are still waiting for real-time information from the Citizen Temple in the rear."

His senior technician replied that after the Citizen Temple fully cooperated with the New California Republic, in order to allow the army to adapt to a large number of new equipment as soon as possible, each division will be assigned a corresponding engineering and technical personnel.

"But the disturbance of the electromagnetic field leads to—"

"I'm not waiting for those images."

Mountbatten interrupted the opponent sharply.

"Anyone give me a serious assessment!"

"A large-scale invasion broke through positions 88 and 96, the ten-kilometer fortification line between the Tagez Depression."

Colonel Witte gestured on the map with his fingers.

"At present, the exact number of enemy troops is not known, but I feel that there are at least seven to eighty thousand."

"I agree with Colonel Witt's estimate."

Another staff officer also said.

"Their troops arrived eight minutes ago. After that, they used a sheer numerical advantage to break through the fortifications and defense lines."

"At the same time leaving us without warning?"

Mountbatten frowned, and all his plans and plans were disrupted.

"Such a huge force? One of their troops just sneaked up and appeared under our noses? Isn't this impossible?"

"They passed through our blind spot."

Colonel Witt continued to explain that he was in charge of the intelligence and investigation part, and he was the biggest one in terms of responsibility.

"It's hard to imagine how they learned about the patrol routes of our secret guards and rangers, and they also tried to break through the hidden routes. The underground traffic trenches we built before may become the key."

"A traitor again?"

An officer suddenly spoke, and everyone was stunned for a few seconds.

"Don't—"

Mountbatten pointed at the man and said harshly.

"Don't let the soldiers hear you say those two words."

The officer hurriedly bowed and drew away.

Mountbatten looked across the map table at the officers who had just spoken.

"Thank you for your frank assessments. How accurate should I think they are?"

Colonel Witt shook his head.

"I have a company at position 90, sir. I just received news that they have been wiped out."

Mountbatten nodded.

"I'm sorry, Colonel."

"I am mobilizing armored forces."

Colonel Chil of the armored battalion also stood up.

"And the reserve team stationed in Sherak Village."

"A battalion commander has dispatched four companies to advance along the line to reinforce the troops at position 88—"

The chief of staff pointed to the red circles marked on the map and said:

"I think more reinforcements are needed."

"But it must be a force with armor support, what we need is armor—"

"I think so too, Kyle, so shut your young mouth."

Mountbatten waved his hand and turned to his senior technicians. On the one hand, they were staff members, and on the other hand, they were also representatives of communicating with the support forces of the Citizen Temple.

"Sir, where is the latest support?"

"Captain Yevis United has ordered the rover squad closest to the invading location to advance and join the battle, and three rover mechas will arrive soon."

The technician answered like this.

"Thank God."

Mountbatten nodded.

"Before that, I need to send two battalions to stop them."

He began to plan and mobilize routes on a bright map, exchange opinions with the officers, and senior technicians watched quietly, assessing his decisions, and pointed out any details that his insight deemed inappropriate.

Bronze was also there, but he did not speak.

He was pondering whether another factor had caused the current situation.

What role did Oak play in this huge conspiracy? Simple tool? Or a spoiler? Or is it... a winner?

He reminded himself that monsters think differently from humans, and the values ​​that guide their behavior are foreign to Bronze and his kind.

Before this battle, they had underestimated these green creatures too many times.

Bronze thought so and prayed secretly.

Please, don't let this happen again—

"ready!"

As Yadeu shouted loudly, the soldiers opened their throats in response.

The time has come.

The company's mortarers filled the cannonballs into the angled barrels, took a step back, turned their heads, and a burst of hollow blasts sounded continuously.

The mortar shells that accurately grasped the distance flew into the sky and fell into the enemy group.

Every explosion raised white smoke and dust, throwing up a corpse.

The heavy machine gun on the tripod began to roar, and the dazzling tracer shot at the approaching enemy, causing pieces of enemy forwards to be wiped out.

Smoke and blood mist enveloped the surging Ouke Front, and the pieces of meat fell on their heads like rain.

The boys shivered and dissociated under the torn of heavy firepower, and a rushing behemoth was also torn apart under the blow of the artillery, rolling and squashing its rider.

The firepower of the New California Republic is not at the same level as the Benedict Empire. They have plenty of steel and flames. The only thing that is slightly inadequate may be that life-threatening force.

"Aim!"

The soldiers lying on the edge of the trench opened fire one after another, and the explosion of the muzzle echoed like the sound of a tree branch breaking.

Under the captain's roar, rows of soldiers aimed, fired, aimed, and fired.

The semi-automatic rifle has strong and consistent firepower, and professional salvos directly killed the first two rows of Ouke's troops.

But not enough.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !

Despite being hit hard, Ok's charge still meets the human line of defense, as if sending a shock wave into an orderly domino.

For a period of time, the soldiers remained motionless like a dam in front of the flood, but the pressure on the enemy forces increased rapidly.

Hundreds of Oukes flooded in and gradually piled up in front of the trenches.

One by one, the soldiers were beheaded by the spinning battle axe, or drowned by the enemies behind.

Ok's gun also fired at close range, unpredictable, but still possessing terrible lethality.

The bodies of the two sides quickly formed a terrifying ridge, and more Ouke rushed over.

"Go up bayonet! Go up bayonet!"

Yadeu shouted loudly, and the enemy was about to rush into their trenches.

One of his veterans turned around to give orders.

But the next second, a bullet blasted his head, and the corpse fell face down on the ground.