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Chapter 153, Tribes

If there is a friendly army with reliable combat power to help attract attention from the front, Phoenix's five interstellar fighters may still have a chance to succeed.But at this moment, there are only 28 soldiers from the Storm Squad among the friendly forces around them.

Although they are also elite, it is impossible for 28 of them to face fifty times as many enemies and attract the attention of the space fighters head-on... that is impossible, even if they are all dead.

What's more, even if they could hold back their hatred head-on, it would be very difficult to raid in and behead them.

That green-skinned leader looks very strong.

He was wearing heavy equipment, and his whole body had already reached three meters.The modified hot weapons and cold weapons all look exaggerated.That heavy armor was definitely not something that could be broken easily.

Martins and the others are well-informed. After evaluating the strength of this monster, even a veteran of the Star Warriors can't take it down in a one-on-one match.Only when the five of them rushed into his face at the same time, could they guarantee a quick and unprocrastinated kill.But as long as there is a slight problem in the middle link and it is delayed, and the surrounding green skins continue to support them, they may be stuck in it and cannot get out.

Forget it.

Surveillance is the main thing, wait for Governor Gu to come with the main force.At that time, there will be a large force pushing forward with all their strength, and the five of them will make a move in the melee, with much greater confidence.

There is no need to engage in adventurism now.

However, they died down, and those green skins seemed to have discovered them.

The eye-catching orc boss cast his eyes on their hiding place from afar.

Martins frowned.

"Why were we discovered?"

He was really puzzled.

Could it be that he hasn't fought the green skins for a while, and his senses have degenerated?

But after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with their actions, and the elite of the Storm Squad did a good job, logically speaking, they wouldn't be so easy to detect.

"I don't know how they found out," Schneider said. "I just know we're in trouble."

Get ready for battle... Fight a ghost!

No. 30 people fight recklessly with a thousand orcs who are equipped with heavy equipment and led by a boss, that is courting death.

Taking advantage of the distance between the two sides is still far away, it is reasonable to run quickly!

However, as they fled, they soon learned what had spotted them.

Of course it was also a green-skinned orc, and it was standing next to the boss of the orc. Its stooped body didn't look tall, and it didn't have any exaggerated weapons and equipment on it. The overall absorption was very ordinary.The only unusual thing is that it holds a silver-gray metal stick in its hand. It should not be a product of green leather technology, but its upper part is decorated with animal teeth and multi-colored paint. Full of green skin orc style.

The old orc pointed the scepter to where the Space Marines were.

An intuition of imminent danger made them immediately dodge.

At this moment, a red beam of light came directly.

The Space Marines were all right, but the light pierced through the bodies of two Stormtroopers.

The alloy plastic-steel bulletproof plate under the military uniform hardly played any role, and a fist-sized, penetrating hole was burnt on the bodies of the two soldiers.

The light beam passed through the bodies of the two people and went far outside until it hit the wall of the ruins in the distance and disappeared.

The two fell to the ground powerlessly, twitching and struggling feebly on the ground.

They are not dead yet, but they are bound to die.

No one can save them, and when they want to retreat and run, it is impossible to bring two wounded who will surely die within a few minutes at most.

This can't be regarded as abandoning his comrades in arms, but it is inevitable that morale will be low when running.

However, despite not being dragged down, their escape journey was still not smooth.

The crooked old orc kept releasing the beam of light in his hand, and it would hit him every few minutes.

This extremely penetrating concentrated energy beam, even the space warriors cannot ignore its lethality.If it hits twice, the Power Armor will be damaged; if it hits three times, it may kill it.

It doesn't even need to hit the same place. After two rounds, the defensive power of the entire armor decreases due to structural changes, which is enough for the third round to deal fatal damage.

But fortunately, although the old orc's attack range is very far, it still has a terrible killing effect at a distance of 2000 meters.

However, he does not have a high-magnification scope and lacks the ability to aim and shoot.Although the light beam does not have the problem of ballistic deviation due to the long distance, it is useless if it is not aimed correctly.The reason why the first shot was fatal was because the teams that hadn't had time to completely disperse their formation were a little too close to each other, and it was easy to hit them with a random hit. hit.

But at this moment, when they moved and the formation became more scattered, it was not so easy to hit them.

What's more, they are not without resistance.

The bolter and the electromagnetic rifle in the hands of the storm team all have the ability to kill the enemy at a distance of 2000 meters-although there will be a lot of attenuation, they are still fatal.

T3-level soldiers are already very reliable in terms of shooting accuracy, let alone space fighters who cannot use T to show their capabilities. They even have a built-in combat assistance system in the power armor to help them complete shooting tasks more accurately.

Even though the firearms in their hands were not sniper models designed for long-distance killing, they could still threaten the old orc at a distance of 2000 meters.

However, they failed to shoot him, only a few green skins who accidentally blocked the gun died.

The old orc was also quite a thief. After realizing that he had become a target, he didn't bite the bullet and shoot at the soldiers of the space fighters and the storm team, but hid behind the orc general.

This is a big bunker. Even a bolter can't hit his armor at a distance of 2000 meters, let alone hurt the old orc behind him.

But at the same time, it is not easy to be killed by a bolter or an electromagnetic rifle while hiding, but he can no longer continue to pose a threat to the fleeing humans.

However, the situation suffered by the human side is not much better.

A considerable part of the entire greenskin army moved.

Armed trucks and killing tanks all moved, chasing after them.Even the orc general ended up in person.

Bullets kept hitting them from a distance of 2000 meters.

The tattered firearms in the hands of those green-skinned boys were banging loudly, and it was extremely lively, but their bullets couldn't hit the distance of 2000 meters at all, and fell to the ground halfway, let alone the accuracy.

But the greenskins were not without weapons that could threaten them at this distance.

Not to mention the tin barrel cannon, that thing is not accurate, but its power is great, but even if you want the cannon to hit mosquitoes, you have to be able to hit it.

The large machine gun on the armable truck and the multi-barreled machine gun equipped with the killing tank can still pose a threat at a distance of more than 2000 meters.

The accuracy of the green-skinned orc weapons is hard to say. However, when the bullets hit in an extremely dense manner, as long as the general direction can be guaranteed to be good, and the bullets are still lethal at a distance of 2000 meters, then with the huge Quantity, just stray bullets are enough to be threatening.

During the escape, soldiers from the Storm Squad continued to fall.

At this moment, the significance of turning around and firing back is not particularly great, and it is impossible for them to kill all the enemies, nor can they repel the enemies.

Can only continue to run.

Of course, you can't run away.

The space fighters ran and retreated with all their strength, and perhaps there was still hope. The elite soldiers of the Storm Squadron would definitely not be able to escape.

But even the space warriors, the probability of wanting to run away is actually not high.After all, if you run with all your strength, you will give your back to the enemy to hit casually.The power armor of the space fighters, if you want to say where it is the weakest, it must be the back.

To die with one's back turned to one's enemies is undoubtedly a great shame for a Space Marine.

And even if they give up their honor and allies to escape with all their strength in order to preserve the fire of the battle group, it may not end well.

Before they are completely out of the enemy's attack range and out of the pursuit, one of the five of them may fall down, and it takes an unknown number of lives to escape, and there is no chance to recover the gene seeds.

Right now, although they are still retreating, sometimes they retreat while facing the enemy while firing, and sometimes they hide behind a certain slope or a certain building ruin to temporarily prevent the bullets from coming...

If you retreat in this way, you will definitely not be able to run fast.

On the contrary, even if the road is rough, their armed truck has six wheels anyway.Even if the wheels can't run in some places, the speed of the detour will not slow down much.

As for the walking mechs like the Killing Can, there is no problem at all.

Although Martins and Schneider worked together to kill a killing tank at a distance of more than 1000 meters through the sudden focus of the bolter, they did not quench their thirst.

Fighting and retreating, they could only try their best to block the enemy's pursuit speed, and they could not escape in a straight line. On the one hand, they had to avoid the firepower, and on the other hand, they had to be careful not to be outflanked by the detoured armed trucks.

They now fully understand that being caught up is inevitable.

But that doesn't mean total despair.

Although they didn't speak to each other, Martins believed that his comrades should have the same idea as him: they wanted to find a place that was good for defense, and then hold on until the arrival of reinforcements.

Although I don't know how long it will take to guard, this option is more reliable than running away.

Of course, they must also be prepared for the worst-case scenario: total annihilation.

But so what?That's what fighting is about.

Especially when dealing with this orc clan that has surpassed the level of ordinary wild green skins, who knows who will come first, accident or victory?

In the middle, they did find some places suitable for defense: they were several large, sturdy buildings with three or four floors.

Although this place is no longer the core firepower projection zone for orbital strikes, the buildings here can not collapse for a hundred years, and they have also experienced the aftermath of an earthquake almost caused by orbital bombing, which proves that those pre-war buildings are strong enough. sturdy.

Retreating into high-rise buildings and fighting inside the building will make it difficult for those armed trucks to drive in, and the killing tank will also be inconvenient to move. The area they need to defend is only a section in front of them. coming bullets.

But those tall buildings are still not the best choice.

Worry about being blasted by those green skins with explosives, and still be attacked from all sides-if the enemy uses some ladders to climb up.

Martins and the others are still looking for a more suitable place to hold on.

Although no one knows whether the last high-rise building that was abandoned and seemed to be able to hold on is the most suitable place to be found next; they also don't know whether the next one will be worse, but in order to maximize their defensive advantages, they can only Try to keep looking.

This time, the Emperor seemed to have heard their faithful prayers, and their luck suddenly improved.

A soldier discovered an underground space among the ruins of a building.

This kind of basement, in terms of environment, is very suitable for persistence.Although there is still the risk of being bombed and collapsed, as long as it is deep enough and strong enough, the risk of collapse is less than the risk of high-rise buildings being blasted.

As for other aspects, it is almost all advantages.

There is only one entrance, which is convenient to hold on to; the inner space is more limited, and the number of enemies you face will become fewer at the same time, and the enemy will not be able to take advantage of their numbers; ok.

If it really doesn't work, seal the entrance. Although I can't get out, at least I don't have to worry about being conquered for a long time.After staying for a day, the governor's army came, and it might be much safer outside. They wore power armor and dug out with bare hands, and they might be able to dig out after a few days of digging.

In short, it is better than waiting to die.

The only doubtful thing is, is the depth of the underground space big enough?

If it is a small basement, after entering it, it is very dangerous if someone rushes into the entrance, blocks it and loses the space to move around.

However, just passing by the underground entrance and taking a glance, Martins dispelled this concern: What kind of basement is this? This is an underground research institute!

Just look at the heavy, solid round iron gate at the entrance.

In the past, this iron door should have been driven by power, otherwise it would be impossible to close or open this door by human power.It's just that now, it's just open there, and the power has long since failed.

With no room for hesitation, Martins chose to enter it.

Five Space Marines, plus 21 Storm Squad soldiers who were still alive, stepped into this underground space.

Under the signal of Martins, a small group of elite soldiers explored the depths.They have to figure out what's going on inside, and where they can retreat later if the battle goes wrong; in addition, they also have to figure out whether there are other entrances and exits, so that they can escape, or they have to guard them to prevent the greenskins from entering. You know, being stabbed in the ass.

The rest of the people stayed at a distance of more than [-] meters from the entrance, and temporarily pulled anything they could pick up, broken bricks, building boards... In short, they urgently built a position.

They have to guard the entrance, try to delay the time, and kill the enemy.

But there was not much time given to them. After only 2 minutes, enemies appeared at the entrance.

It was just a few green skins, it seemed to be some armed truck that couldn't get through, and the infantry on it was let down.

And as soon as they showed their heads, they were mercilessly killed.

The distance from the entrance was only 30 meters, and the elite soldiers of the Star Warriors and the Storm Squadron were able to shoot every shot.And the most important thing is that the weapons in their hands are not as weak as the G9 series rifles.The bolter is enough to kill Greenskin in one hit, and the electromagnetic rifle only needs a few more shots.

In other words, if those green skins were only charged with infantry, they might not be able to take them down even if they were all dead.

The space fighters have nearly 180 rounds of ammunition per capita; the storm troopers also have at least [-] rounds of ammunition.

Use sparingly, aim more accurately, and you should be able to hold on.

Those green-skinned orcs also understood this point—even if they didn't understand, they mobilized the tin barrel artillery to blow up the lower entrance when the killing jar couldn't get in, and gathered another twenty boys to rush in, but none of them came out alive When the time comes, they will naturally understand.

They did not continue to send people in to die, which gave Martins and others time to breathe.

But he also knew that this was the calm before the storm.

It was already late at night, but they dared not rest.

Tried to communicate with Governor Gu, but the wireless communication was cut off.

I'm afraid the green skins have related technology that can block communication information.

In short, they don't have many choices now, and they can only stick to it by taking advantage of the location here.

...

The orc elder Gorgon looked angrily at Ripping Rou, who was much stronger and bigger than him, wishing he could kill him.

But no.

He can't beat the meat.

He couldn't even sit back and watch his flesh being torn to death.

He knew that the hidden ones were 'cans'.In his distant memory, he had seen this kind of canned food, and killing an orc boy was as easy as an orc killing a fart.

Lirou is already the strongest warrior in the tribe, but according to his past memory, he can judge that if Lirou rushed in regardless, he might be able to kill one or two cans, but in the end he would die in the There.

Tear flesh cannot die, if he dies, the more than 1000 boys who have managed to regroup now will immediately fall into collapse again.There are five or six orc bosses of the same status below, and they only obey the stronger and greener Tearflesh.Once the flesh is torn to death, there will be a bloody struggle between them. They will bring their own boys to fight each other, and will not care about other things until the last one is left.

As usual, Gorgon didn't mind these things, but not now.

He also needs the clan to continue to exist.

He could only persuade again earnestly: "Why didn't you listen to me? When have I lied to you?"

"I can't say anything!" Tierou was still so stubborn, "I must kill all those shrimps! After killing them all, I will leave! All my boys are dead, the military factory is gone, and the farm is gone. , but I have not personally killed a shrimp! This is absolutely impossible!"

"But we're all going to die here!" growled Gorgon. "Those shrimps have killed Roast Axe, killed all the boys in front, and they're coming to kill us! We must go now, Now is not the time to fight! When we have more boys and more big guns, we will kill these shrimps!"

After a pause, the orc elder Gorgon pointed to the entrance of the tunnel, which was almost invisible in the dark night, and continued: "A few years ago, I was dug out of it, and I personally killed those who dug me up. After the dried shrimps came out, I checked it carefully. It is very strong, and I can only rush in from the front, but there are some cans guarding it, so even you can't rush in..."

Having said that, Gorgon suddenly shut up.

He saw that Tierou's tyrannical eyes were staring at him.

He seems to have made a mistake. He just said to the strongest boss in a tribe, you can't do it.

And this is something most orc bosses would never listen to.

The huge Tirrou lowered his head and looked at the aging Gorgon.

Tierou said, "I'm the boss, I don't have to listen to you. I'm the biggest in the tribe, the greenest, there's nothing I can't kill."

Speaking of this, his mechanized arm grabbed Gorgon's throat and lifted his decayed body: "You are too old and too cowardly, I have had enough of your words. I I will keep your head and let you watch with your own eyes how I tore those shrimps into pieces."

Gorgon's mouth was 'hissing', as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Lirou didn't want to listen to him anymore, and his mechanized arm just squeezed Gorgon's throat.

The light in Gorgon's eyes quickly disappeared.

At this moment, he thought of many things.

He was originally just an ordinary craftsman boy from the Iron Tooth clan.He was born on a warm planet. At that time, his clan had completely conquered it, and the only remaining shrimps were kept in captivity as food, servants, and tools for fun...

Then, there are dried shrimps.

The warship of the clan was destroyed, a lot of cans fell from the sky, and together with many shrimps, the raid destroyed the anti-orbital gun on the planet.Then Xiami used countless cannon fire to baptize the entire planet up and down many times.

All the greenskins he knew were dead, and he was lucky to survive.

But later, he was captured.

After that, he came here and was locked in the underground research institute not far away for an unknown number of years.

He was dissected, but the tenacious vitality of the green skin made him survive after simple sutures again and again; he was injected with various inexplicable liquids, and was used as an experimental subject to do various experiment...

But suddenly one day, everything stopped.

He was shoved into a freezer, and it was very cold, and he quickly lost consciousness.

When he remembered again, a few ragged Xiami appeared in front of him.They had never seen a creature like him, and after regaining his strength, he broke the glass coffin that closed him and slaughtered the shrimps.

But he has forgotten many things, how to make cannons, how to make killing cans... these are all things that he remembered recently.

Then, he went out and encountered quite a few monsters.He fought those monsters, hunted them for food, and bled in the process.

Where he bleeds, within a year, some green plants began to grow. Squigs, Grots, and other green boys began to grow gradually.

He's happy, he's not alone anymore, someone can fight with him, fight with him.

He still remembered that among the new boys, there was one he was most optimistic about, a guy called Tear Meat.

That kid lived up to his expectations and became the first boss.

They gathered all the boys together, and Gorgon established their tribe according to the appearance of the former clan in memory, and gave this tribe the same name as before - Iron Tooth Clan.

During these years, the number of tribes increased, and they began to expand outward until they encountered many shrimps.

He is very happy, fighting with Xiami is the most interesting.

Fighting and fighting, the tribe will become stronger and stronger.The boys go to fight and die, and those who survive become bigger and greener, and those who die will grow more green skin... until they become more and more powerful, and then they can be let Ripping off a huge 'waaagh', the Irontooth clan will sweep the entire planet, making it exactly like the planet he was born on.

More than a month ago, a more powerful shrimp appeared.

Gorgon was not only not worried, but even more excited.In the fierce battle, the 'waaagh' force field became thicker and thicker, and the tearing flesh became bigger and bigger, and he wandered in it, remembering many technologies he had forgotten, and recreated the killing jar , Fear big iron cans, and even make a set of warrior armor for tearing flesh.

It's just... why did the same thing that destroyed the Iron Tooth clan fall from the sky?

Gorgon didn't understand.

If only we could build big ships that fly outside the planet.

It was the last thought on his mind.

And the last sound he heard was the roar of tearing flesh.

Then, his consciousness was reduced to darkness.

...

When Martins and Schneider saw the tearing of the flesh, their expressions were solemn.

At such a close distance, they were finally able to confirm that it was an orc general.

From their past combat experience, they clearly understand how strong this thing can be:

Ordinary interstellar warriors can't survive three times in front of the orc warlord; to defeat him in a duel, at least one company champion is needed.

But at this moment, along with the orc warrior came, there were also green-skinned orcs that swarmed in suddenly. The number was innumerable for a while, but they couldn't all squeeze in because the entrance was not wide enough.

Martins and Schneider looked at each other, and what they saw in each other's eyes was not fear, but surprise.

The opportunity is coming!

Don't be afraid that this orc warrior will appear, as long as it appears, it will be a great opportunity!

Killing an orc warlord requires a company champion to take action.

Is that a coincidence?

Company champions, here are two.

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(End of this chapter)