Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 14
The explosive bomb exploded with a rumble and hum, and the penetrating force produced by the multiple explosions of the strong projectile was enough to tear the orc's rough mech shell, smashing those messy things to pieces.

Debris and scraps were sprinkled on the battlefield, and countless green-skinned orcs rushed out of the forest waaagh, and were smashed to death by those messy iron sheets.

The orc's offensive was instantly slowed down by a large number of beams and explosive bombs. The team rotated ammunition in an orderly manner. There was basically no fire vacuum period, and the rumbling sound continued to permeate the forest.

Alan Bayer was sure that his shots were accurate, but on the chaotic battlefield, he couldn't tell which beam was fired by himself, so he could only rely on the auxiliary system to continuously hit the boys one by one.

Lasers are not very effective against orcs, but they have no problem burning through their thick skin and muscles. Alan Bair quickly found that killing an orc is best done by shooting it three times in the body. If it does not die, it will lose its combat effectiveness .

But the recruits didn't have such a correct consciousness. Many of their chaotic shots only damaged the green skin's arms and thighs, but they were not enough to cause death.

Soon, a large number of green-skinned corpses piled up, and the guys behind moved forward without fear. The ugly waaagh kept shouting, and the weakest defense, the least capable of killing orcs, was Alan Bayer's No. [-] Problems started with the fourth row.

When a killing tin can followed a group of boys and broke through the front beam, the veteran couldn't help cursing. "Will you tmd shoot!"

Then quickly turned the already hot laser muzzle, and the recruits seemed trembling. For example, as long as the muzzle was a little red, they would not dare to shoot because of the buzzing sound, and it took a second for the battery to realize that it was replaced.

And the orcs approached with the distance, and the rumbling guns in their hands also began to cause death to the Astral Army. The heavy bombers were the hardest hit, and they changed one after another in a short time.

There are only three platoons in total. Even the largest infantry regiment has only 60 people in a row, and the number of more than 180 people can't bear much consumption. The veterans are okay, and they lie on the ground for quick treatment , then join the battlefield.

For newcomers, that kind of wound is a big deal...

When the green-skinned crude rocket launcher ignited on the left hand of the approaching killing tin, Alan Bair yelled. "explosive!"

The rumbling thing came with tail flames and hit his soldiers. Alan Baier couldn't help worrying. When the smoke cleared, he saw John raising his thumb.

He was ashamed, smiled, and said. "I'm fine, Boss!" Then, an orc bullet pierced through his armor and hit his shoulder, even if it went through the armor, it still hit him bloody!
"Ah, ah, there is something, there is something big!"

Very energetic, not dead... Alan Bayer breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the gun and continued to shoot, and hid behind the bunker to load it when he ran out of energy, but the orcs followed one after another, killing more than two or three tin cans.

Soon the orcs broke through to the minefield. When the first mine exploded, the roaring smoke destroyed a mech. I don't know how many orc boys, and their attack was also slowed down by the minefield.

But Alan Bair immediately realized why orcs were one of the scariest things.

Those small, child-like, pointy-nosed little ones, the Grots tremble into battle with weight-enhancing weights of iron.

shouted the captain and lieutenant at once. "Stop hitting the orcs! Shoot those gadgets!"

Minefields are the strongest line of defense. If these little things can't break through, at least a few big guys have to be taken away!

Those farts evaporate directly under the beam, but this brings about a waste of firepower and a vacuum period.

The orcs kept getting closer, and the pressure increased.

The captain wiped the sweat from his brow. "Go activate the communications equipment, Corporal..."

"Let us come here, Lieutenant, and go with him, so that this recruit doesn't know how to turn it on."

Without saying a word to the lieutenant, Alan Baier put away his weapon and approached the outpost.

Suddenly a soldier shouted. "Smoke! There's smoke!"

"They're running on smoke! My God!"

The white mist suddenly exploded on the east side of the battlefield, and the faint orc shadows emerged inside. Alan Baier's scalp was numb, and there was no doubt that it was the special warfare boys!

But rather than dealing with them, we must first send out the news of the attack and the request for additional personnel, and then find a way to persevere...

They quickly walked to the communication room, turned on the equipment, and adjusted the channel.

Alan Bayer recalled the training, and kept shooting rhythmic intelligence, attacks, greenskins, and calls for help.

But the electromagnetic wave only showed a burst of garbled codes, and there was no report at all.

The lieutenant cursed. "Fuck, it's electromagnetic interference, we don't have time to wait for an hour or two, now we go upstairs, there are signal flares!"

Alan Baier replied immediately. "Yes, sir."

They climbed up the stairs, the smoke from the war continued outside the window, and many cracks were added to the bulletproof glass of the window.

When he went upstairs, Alan Baier noticed that the white smoke on the east side was spreading very fast, and the speed was outrageous, and he had already reached the vicinity of the sentry tower. Considering the minefield, he should feel at ease, but the vague feeling of badness came again. Appear.

When they reached the top of the sentry tower, they found that the skylight on the roof was actually locked, and it was not locked with a normal lock, but blocked by something.

"It's the orc, the one I was talking about!" Alan Bayer immediately realized something was wrong, and he opened the window next to him.

"Climb up!" Alan Bayer said so, and the lieutenant did the same. Both of them had pretty good physical fitness, and they climbed to the roof by stepping on the window forcefully by relying on their upper body strength.

But what awaited them was not the undamaged equipment, but four strangely dressed green boys who were dismantling the signal flares with their crude things.

The skylight was suppressed by the building materials that were placed on the roof to repair the new battlements. This thing is not much, but it is heavy enough, at least the weight of an adult man, and it is stiff!
Alan Bayer immediately took out his weapon, but the green boys were in a better position. They found cover very quickly, and their large pistols were fired.

And he also found the one-eyed guy who threatened him, and he was inexplicably angry. He squatted on the ground, and in the absence of cover, he continued to shoot with a gun at great risk, but he never missed a shot. , forcibly suppressed the four boys alone.

But soon, his battery was about to run out, and the suppression of firepower would not last long. At this moment, the lieutenant pushed those green skins pressed against the skylight, and the building materials stored on the roof to Alan Baier with astonishing force, providing him Reloading bunker.

Panting, she crawled behind the cover. "Ha...you are the most accurate recruit I have ever seen, I hope you are also so "accurate" in other places, you can hit the soul with one shot."

Alan Baier also loaded the ammunition, smelled the smell of the orc bullets entering the bunker, and replied.

"I am not only accurate, but also a huge number."

The lieutenant replied. "Then let me see it!"

At this moment, the two raised their weapons at the same time to fight back!
(End of this chapter)