Orc Tyrant

In Barstow, the forest on the east bank of the Po River has fallen into flames.

The dense jungle gushes out billowing smoke, and the giant Maoge warrior walks through the firelight with heavy steps. They seem to be woodcutters who have come to put out bush fires.

However, their weapons are spilling destruction on the glade.

The support of huge Skybreaker fighter jets whizzed past. In the woods, the broken remnants of the newly formed Fourth Army and 105th Division were retreating in the face of the ruthless offensive of the Oukes.

The battle fortress equipped with a large number of weapons destroys the soldiers and the trees equally. Those armors are painted with abominable patterns, and the huge revolver rumbles like a foundry, tearing the ground and turning the trees into fibers. , The stones turn into dust, and the corpse turns into meat sauce.

Turek, the captain of the 19th Hunting Squad of the Citizen Temple, fought and retreated. The same was true for Ans beside him, and there were several other reliable fighters behind him.

There are only a few people left in the entire hunting team.

Barstow is the north gate of Dunwich. The Fourth Army defending here is not only supported by several divisions, but the Citizen Temple also dispatched hunting teams equipped with exoskeleton armor to assist in the defense.

This line of defense itself is not only sheltered by forests, but also has many fortifications that have already been built. Turek once thought that this would be the most indestructible part of the entire defense area.

But six hours after the war, he found that he was wrong, and that he was wrong.

Turek didn't even think about what happened. To do so would be to face the unimaginable reality, leaving his mind and heart unguarded, just as these fragile trees could not provide him with any cover.

He is only focusing on survival at the moment.

He fired at all discernible targets, and kept retreating, while buying time for the teams that were retreating in a rush.

They may be able to get rid of the danger and seek a ray of life under the reciprocating air firepower.

At present, the military command structure has been withdrawn. In order to cover them, Turek lost fifteen good guys.

His company has lost the support of heavy equipment, and there is nothing in his hand that can deal with the war fortress of Ouke.

The giant beasts are razing the large forest in front of them, and nothing can deal with the armor.

Whenever a war machine that marched mercilessly used its horn to release a roar full of contempt and triumph, Turek could feel the trembling of his whole body frame.

"Here! Keep up!"

He staggered through the bushes and replaced it with a magazine found from the dead.

The blood of other people smeared his exoskeleton armor into a patch of scarlet, and he had an unexpected urge to wash away the color.

The bullet screamed and roared in the woods.

A bullet blasted the leaves into a cloud of green mist, a bullet hit the trunk and exploded, causing the ancient tree to fall to the ground, and another bullet destroyed Kardin's head and threw his body into the trench.

The team size is now reduced to five people.

"spread!"

In order to avoid becoming a chasing target, Turek had to break the team into pieces.

He first found a moss-covered slope, then bent over and drilled through a mass of tree roots and then began to climb up.

This ancient masonry is the remnant wall of a certain building in the early years, which used to be a manor.

Thick smoke swept across this woodland, as if being propelled by the waves of the sea, animals and birds fled hurriedly from their devastated homes.

Naturally fell into a riot, and the whole world was turned upside down.

Turek climbed to a higher place, where you can see the scene a few kilometers away.

He could see the world burning, and on the plains beyond the forest, he could see that the towns along the river were also being invaded.

Many figures, tens of thousands of people, are Ouke’s army, or they can be regarded as an army.

Many armored vehicles, as well as the Maoge warlord, the rocket launcher, were all covered in dust and smoke when they marched.

It's like the bloodstain of this brutality, or the stain of sin.

He was on the east bank of the Po River, alone, looking at the force that would be enough to capture a piece of mainland...Perhaps a world would be nothing.

And this is only a small part of Ok's huge empire.

He watched the army rush forward, destroying everything in the way.

Turek wanted to kill them all.

He wanted to look at those guys and kill them one by one, leaving no one, until then his anger would subside.

"Ok!"

He noticed the movement around him.

The first Ouke appeared, and there were two more behind, trying to climb this slope, and many more followed.

Turek stood on the spot, facing the enemy.

His squad may have escaped for life, may have been completely destroyed, but for him at this moment, there is only battle.

But they did not fire.

Turek hesitated, holding the electromagnetic rifle and sword in his hands.

"Die! Green bastards!"

He shot the first Ok in the face.

The helmet exploded suddenly, broken bones, and his hair and brain splashed all over, but he didn't have time to enjoy the satisfaction of the sight.

The second was shot in the stomach, and the third was shot in the left shoulder and fell on his back down the slope, hitting Oke behind.

The fourth is another headshot.

There is no fifth, the bullet is over.

"come!"

Turek swung his sword into the enemy group, cutting off his wrists, thighs, and neck.

Then he pierced another body, lifted the opponent up, and threw it down the **** like a cloth bag.

The exoskeleton armor gave him superhuman strength, but even such strength is still useless in a collapsed battle.

He picked up the machete that Ouke had dropped, held weapons in both hands, chopped the blade into the other helmet, and split the skull inside.

"Come on! Come on!"

In a frantic waving, he noticed that an enemy's pistol fell to the ground. He immediately grabbed the gun from the blood-stained moss and sent two bullets to the nearest Ouke's chest, causing him to fall dead on the spot.

Soon, he killed two more, and then a sword chopped over the enemy on the left stone ridge.

But they rushed up, too much, enough to capture the position, enough to defeat the legion.

They hit him, hit him hard with the **** of the rifle and the hilt.

"Go away!"

In the roar, they pushed him to the ground and kept beating his armor until they peeled off the exoskeleton.

One of them also tore off his helmet.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

He yelled, but an iron punch hit his face, and the subsequent heavy blows left him ripped apart.

Blood and teeth dripped from between his swollen lips, and one eye was also blind.

The boys drag him up. He is a formidable warrior and a trophy.

"Mongrel... have the courage..."

Suddenly, a figure enveloped him, and the semi-blind Turek realized that it was an Ouke's bipedal machine that had come to the front of the slope.

Its horn roared, and the surrounding boys roared in response, raising their fists to the sky.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

When the Maoge warrior continued to advance and razed the ruins and dense forests to the ground, Turek had been nailed to its head armor, like a blasphemous battle flag.