Chapter 052 Competing for Merit?

Taking advantage of this gap, Shuang quickly issued an attack order, which was a rare opportunity.

The support forces of the Thars are coming, and they must fight quickly.

"Da da da!"

At the moment of frost's command, the machine guns on the Kabang side began to spray death again.

All the soldiers were possessed by the god of war, showing unprecedented bravery because they saw the hope of victory.

Never before hope!

"Go ahead!"

Here, the only remaining half orc werewolves from the Third Battalion, united in World War II, also ignited their blood and began to frantically rush into the chaotic formation of the Tar orc forces.

The Tar Orcs are now extremely uncomfortable, dealing with both Wang Ming's artillery bombardment and frost's pursuit.

The main reason is that the artillery was too precise. Wang Ming's artillery shells looked like they had eyes, staring at tanks and armored vehicles, as well as the only artillery units.

However, after four or five rounds of bombing, the armored forces were paralyzed, and the Tal troops, who were already under the muzzle, had nowhere to hide.

The orc soldiers dropped their tanks and artillery and began to flee for their lives.

"Damn it!"

The orc commander saw that the troops had been beaten so miserably in an instant, and his heart was filled with resentment.

The main reason for this is that they didn't even expect the wolves to attack their backs and succeed.

That's okay, but now these shameless people are bombarding them with their cannons, which have nowhere to hide.

The Tal troops lost their firepower suppression, allowing Frost to take advantage of this opportunity and begin to form a circle around them.

The battle situation became extremely difficult, and the Tar Orcs gradually retreated and began to retreat towards the dense forest highlands.

"Boss, they're retreating towards us, so our shells won't hit them!"

Seeing the Tal troops beginning to withdraw towards them, Fei began to worry.

Although there are relatively few enemies left under the double whammy, there are still several hundred left.

While Wang Ming has less than 300 left on his side, if the enemy raises his gun and rushes up without killing himself, he is afraid that there will be heavy casualties and even be eaten.

"What are you panicking about? Cannons can't shoot. Don't you still have guns? Do you still want you to rush up and die as before?"

Hearing Fei's worry, Wang Ming turned around and said angrily.

Although there are only 286 werewolves, this time Wang Ming and his team came prepared, bringing with them all the bullets they could capture in the Tal base.

And brought six heavy machine guns.

"Put the machine gun up for me!"

Wang Ming looked at the enemy who had been beaten back by frost at the moment, revealing an evil smile, and thus issued the order.

"Yes."

Upon hearing what Wang Ming said, Fei suddenly realized and patted his wolf's head. It was because he couldn't turn too far. Now they are wolves under Wang Ming's leadership.

Under Wang Ming's careful selection, six heavy machine guns were placed in the best position. As long as the Tal orc soldiers were within range, they would encounter a more formidable firepower network than bombing.

Six heavy machine guns cross from side to side to form a fire network. Once the fire is fully fired, even a mosquito may not be safe within range.

Not to mention the tall Tar Orcs.

However, for a long time, the Tal orc troops, who had dropped their heavy weapons and equipment, fled back below the highlands under the onslaught of frost.

The orc commander looked at the cannon on the highland and sighed with relief. If he wanted to break out now, he had to choose this side.

Earlier, he had observed the situation here, and there were at most two to three hundred half orc werewolves.

Compared to Frost's 1000 elites, the orc commander is more certain that he must break through from here.

"Come on! Come closer!"

At this moment, a werewolf soldier tightly grasped the gun in his hand and stared at the orc soldier who had retreated in disorder.

As the Tar orc troops entered Wang Ming's attack range, a fearsome heavy machine gun suddenly rang out.

"Deng Deng Deng!"

A powerful heavy machine gun, at the moment of launch, the cartridge case is like a raindrop that never stops withdrawing from the barrel.

There was a constant clatter.

The more than 100 orc soldiers who first entered the range of the machine gun immediately fell in rows, all beaten into sieves.

"Keep an eye on everyone and tell the guys not to kill that guy!"

"Whoever wants to be killed by me will have his neck broken by the labor!"

Wang Ming looked at the orc commander now protected by dozens of orc soldiers and said to Fei who was beside him.

"Yes, sir."

Upon receiving the order, Fei hurriedly went to convey it.

"Oh my God, the head is starting again."

"Yes, brother, the head needs to live again."

After the two brothers Shabi flew in to convey Wang Ming's instructions, they both said helplessly with a pale face.

The two brothers are using a machine gun together, killing happily.

However, for a long time, after being bitten by Frost's troops and blocked by Wang Ming's death, the Tar orc troops finally lost their ability to resist.

Only over thirty wounded orc soldiers and the orc commander remained.

Seeing no hope, they all laid down their weapons and surrendered.

This is the next move of the orc commander. It is better to be captured than to be killed. As long as he is alive, he thinks the Thars will do their best to bail him out.

"Your excellency, they have surrendered!"

Seeing that only the remaining enemies had dropped their guns and buried their heads, a Kapang soldier said excitedly to the frost in front of him.

Frost also saw the situation ahead, but without her command, the soldiers and wolves could only approach the orcs who gave up their resistance carefully and slowly.

"Come on, frost, you won!"

The orc commander saw frost and shouted at her.

Hearing the orc commander's shouts, Frost frowned, but also raised his right hand to signal the troops to stop attacking.

"You have today, Dick!"

Frost handed the gun in his hand to the soldier beside him, and then walked slowly towards the orc commander.

"Hey! Stop it, they're ours!"

"Yes, brother, they belong to the captains of the head!"

Seeing Shuang approaching the surrendered enemy, the two brothers quickly turned the muzzle of their machine guns and aimed them at the Kabang troops such as Shuang below.

Hearing the cries of the two brothers, the other werewolf soldiers on the highland quickly raised their guns again, completely aiming their guns at the person at hand.

"That's right, Lord Frost, dare you take credit with our head? First ask the guys about the bullets, even if you're the head's cousin."

Fei raised his gun and aimed at Shuang's eyebrows. As long as Wang Ming gave a command, Shuang's head would be instantly exploded.

"That's a battalion of guys!"

"God, they can use guns..."

"Did the artillery support just now be them..."

The half beast werewolves at the bottom of the highland saw what had happened and whispered in succession. More than a thousand of Shuang's subordinates also lost their sense of propriety, and they didn't know what to do in the face of this.

"But frost was pointed at by a gun, and they couldn't be so indifferent. I raised my gun to the wolves on the high ground.".

Seeing this, Shuang stopped and raised his hand to signal that the soldiers were all putting down their guns, then raised his head and looked at Wang Ming on the high ground.

And Wang Ming also cast his bleak gaze on the Kapang troops below.

After a moment of silence, Shuang suddenly smiled and said to Wang Ming on the highland, "Brother, do you really want to kill your eldest sister here?"