Chapter 141 Diliya's Great Skills

Joseph and his men were waiting for the day when the Imperial Army would attack, waiting for the familiar sound of the Imperial Petrified Lizard artillery.

They collected materials while working, sharpened their knives in the shadows, and accumulated anger under the whips of the orcs.

Although they did not have hot weapons, they had the wisdom of being human. Those guys from the bottom of the nest and the engineering college all had good skills in transformation.

Under the cover of everyone, they quietly produced and manufactured a batch of steel bar projectors. These long-range weapons that rely on springs to fire require terrifying force to wind up, but the power they return is also satisfactory. They can easily penetrate the iron plate, so it is not impossible to blow up the orcs' heads.

This preparation lasted for two months. Finally, they heard the familiar sound of artillery in their dreams again.

"Hey, listen to this sound." A soldier listened attentively, and some not-so-obvious rumbling artillery sounds came from afar.

"This is... This is a volley of petrified lizards." An older soldier gave his opinion, "I think it's time."

The soldiers looked at each other, stopped their movements, and listened to the sound of artillery more carefully. They must distinguish them carefully. There are always various sounds in the orc camp. If they make a wrong judgment, they will be killed.

The sound of artillery fire is getting closer and closer, and their expressions of identification have changed from doubt to surprise. They are completely sure that this is the sound of imperial artillery fire.

Those orcs, those orcs should have come to loudly rebuke their lazy behavior and use the whip in their hands to randomly smash a person's head to give him a snack tonight.

But the whip boy did not move, and listened to the artillery sound in the distance with a puzzled look.

The sound of more and more noisy and chaotic exchanges of fire came, and the expressions of the orcs became more and more wrong, and the expressions of the soldiers also changed.

"This. This kind of sound. My God, this must be the sound of artillery that can only be produced by thousands of petrified lizards?"

"Indeed. So dense. Without any gaps. How many reinforcements has the Empire sent? More than a dozen armored corps?"

"Never mind those. I think we should start."

"That's right."

The rustling sound of communication disappeared, and the expressions of all the slaves who heard the sound of artillery changed, from the numb and miserable faces to the stiff expressions of forcibly suppressing anger.

There was an explosion in one area. Everyone looked back and found that a huge fireball was floating in the direction of the maintenance station, emitting thick black smoke.

"Now! The signal has appeared! The great struggle has begun!"

The excited roar sounded, and the whip boys had not realized what was wrong, and looked at the rioting human slaves with ferocious faces.

"What do you shrimps want to do?" Raised the whip and whipped everyone fiercely.

Several slaves were whipped in the chest by the orcs' whips, and died on the spot with broken hearts and lungs.

Their death did not make the slaves retreat, but instead they attacked the orcs more fiercely.

"My mushrooms!" Several usually arrogant fart spirits had their heads cut off by daggers made from iron sheets. Their leader, the whip boy, was no match for four hands with two fists, and was bled dry by the daggers that kept stabbing in.

He died after pulling a dozen slaves to his back.

"We want to destroy! We want to fight! Smash all the orcs' stuff!"

The slaves looked for orcs to fight in the factory area, looking for orcs' equipment to destroy, and occasionally found explosives randomly piled on the ground.

More and more slaves joined the battle, and the orcs responded quickly, and support from other places was constantly coming.

If there was no support from the imperial reinforcements, the extermination of these slaves would only be a matter of time.

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"It's really a mess here." Lin Fan led the soldiers of the third company to defeat the orcs' second attack.

After returning, these orcs prepared a lot of mushroom-like stuff, roasted them casually and threw them over.

The pungent mist produced by the explosion of those inflated mushrooms did block Lin Fan's sight, making it difficult for him to find the orcs and armored units to call the roll.

The two King Kongs in the distance also gave up long-range fire suppression and began to approach the third company.

In this situation, if it were a normal Star Army company, the assault of the orcs and King Kong would be enough to break through any complete front.

But unfortunately, what Diliya learned from Sage Chaos really came in handy.

The deadly rain of bullets hit, smashing the orcs and fart spirits protruding from the smoke into pieces. Diliya controlled the repaired and modified King Kong and appeared behind the third company.

Diliya's excited voice came from the loudspeaker: "For the damn Omnissia! For the damn Holy Machine Soul!"

Really. This guy gets excited when he fights, and his original shyness and gentleness are completely gone.

Maybe she should really become a combat nun.

Lin Fan thought so, and together with the soldiers of the third company, he covered the actions of Diliya's King Kong and quickly cleared the attacks of the orcs.

Diliya was so excited in the cab. She was originally completely unable to operate these orcs' junk.

The wiring of the control panel almost drove her crazy. No matter how she called, the inferior engine could not be put into working condition.

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Finally, Diliya thought of a sentence that Lin Fan taught her.

"If you want to use the orcs' things, you have to make the orcs think you can use them."

Diliya jumped out of the cab and took a lot of effort to catch an orc.

She cut off the orc's extra arms and legs and wrapped her tail around the orc's body.

She threatened the orc with the electromagnetic circular saw on her arm: "Do you think I can use this King Kong?"

"I. I think."

"Hurry up!" Diliya, who had lost her patience, hit the operating table with a fist. The concave iron plate and the sparking electric light made the orc a little nervous.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the orc nodded: "I think you can use it."

"Very good."

Diliya sat back in the operating chair full of orc smell again, and used her mechanical arm to control the operation of King Kong.

After more violent beatings and transformations, the orc Titan finally compromised with Diliya.

The engine started, the fuselage trembled, and the exhaust pipes emitted black smoke.

"Woohoo!" Excited Diliya controlled the Go Mao Kong to quickly move towards the place where Lin Fan and the others were fighting, and rushed towards the two Go Mao Kongs with only one arm in an unstoppable manner.

"Thank you, teacher, I feel like a new life now!"

The crusher raised his iron fist and knocked directly into the heavy abdominal armor of the Go Mao Titan. The flamethrower installed on it also started, and the flames spewed out from the gaps in the broken armor and gushed from the head of the Go Mao Kong.

"Woohoo!!!"

Lin Fan looked at the Go Mao Kong controlled by Diliya killing people everywhere, and he had a headache.

This guy, Khorne will definitely take a fancy to her.

"Is your girlfriend really okay?" Xiaoyi said in a playful tone.

"What girlfriend? Stop scaring me. Those guys from the Mechanicus only like technology. I think they love you more than me." Lin Fan pouted and shot and killed several orcs who were sneaking around and trying to escape.

"Oh~ So~"

Xiaoyi's tone was a little strange. It seemed that she was also interested in Diliya.

Everyone was asking who or where Alpha was. No one ever asked what happened to the Alpha Legion.