Chapter 152, Tribe (7K words, please subscribe!)_2

Even though their firearms were not the sniper models specially designed for long-range kills, they could still pose a threat to the old orc at a distance of two kilometers.

However, they did not succeed in shooting it dead, killing only a few unlucky Green Skins who got in the way.

The old orc was quite cunning, too. Upon realizing he had become a target, he didn't stubbornly exchange fire with the interstellar warriors of the Storm Corps. Instead, he took cover behind the Orc Warlord.

That was a large shield; even a grenade rifle couldn't damage the armor on him at a distance of two kilometers, let alone harm the old orc hiding behind him.

But similarly, while taking cover might have spared him from being killed by grenade rifles or electromagnetic rifles, he also couldn't continue to pose a threat to the fleeing humans.

Nevertheless, the situation for the human side was hardly any better.

A considerable part of the Green-Skin Army had started to move.