Chapter 55 Crossroads Fortress
Three orc dirty tanks poured fire on the Crossroads Fortress, and the orcs behind them moved closer to the fortress under the cover of the tanks. After leaving behind four or five hundred orc corpses, these guys also learned to be smart and knew that they could not charge at the bolter guns so blatantly.
The bolter gun fired at the orcs behind the tanks as much as possible, smashing more than a dozen exposed guys to pieces. The tank also noticed this obvious firepower point and fired at the firepower point with loaded shells. This shell fell around the firing hole of the bolter gun, and the smoke and fire of the explosion obscured it.
"God Emperor! Ange fell, Ange fell! Medic! Medic!"
Dover listened to the running and nervous shouting from the upper fortress, and knew that the bolter guns on this side had to take a good rest for a while.
Seeing the orcs raising their hands, Dover subconsciously bent down and hid behind the wall. As his cautious intuition had predicted, these orcs were aiming at his shooting window. There was even a stick mine that came over and slid down from the shooting window that was specially shot inward, and exploded in the corner of the fortress.
Dover felt the vibration of the stick mine explosion and felt that he was getting more and more handy on this cruel battlefield. Listening to the gradually weakening gunshots and the approaching roars of the orcs, he jumped up and shot down several orc boys who were charging and loading bullets at the shooting hole. Then he shrank back again. Ensuring the speed of his actions is an important guarantee for survival, he said to himself.
Those clumsy and stiff soldiers died one by one, and only by ensuring eternal flexibility and agility can you survive.
"Rockets loaded!"
"Rear is safe!"
"Fire!"
Hearing the process of the soldiers upstairs launching rockets, Dover leaned out slightly and looked at the three tanks that were showing off their might, hoping that they would die in the attack of rockets.
With a swish, the rocket shot out of the launch tube and flew towards the orc tank.
This rocket produced by the Imperial Military Factory did not have the erratic feeling of the orc shells. It exploded on the armor of the orc tank very stably and accurately. The directional hot melt flow penetrated the orc tank armor like a liquid steel needle, and the hot metal debris flow hurt everything inside the car body. A hot melt flow hit the orcs' randomly placed shells and detonated them. The orc tank blew off the turret in the internal explosion and killed several orcs who were unable to dodge. The welded loose car body was torn into pieces in the explosion, and the fatal fragments covered all units within 500 meters of the car body.
The side armor plate of another orc tank driving side by side with him was full of sharp metal fragments, and the orc boy hiding behind the tank fell to the ground in all directions.
"Waaagh! You shrimps! What kind of heroes are you hiding behind the rocks!" The tank boy shouted angrily at the crossroads fortress, loading shells one after another in his hand, leaving black marks and shallow pits on the solid fortress wall. He was completely unable to shoot shells into the narrow shooting hole and blow up the cowardly shrimps inside.
The second rocket was fired and hit the tank. After moving forward a few meters due to inertia, the orc tank stopped moving.
The last tank saw that the situation was not good and began to retreat slowly. The hatch on the turret was opened, and a hand stretched out from inside and threw a lot of choking smoke bombs on the ground. The red smoke obscured the figure of the tank. With the rumbling of the engine and the violent coughing of the orcs retreating into the smoke, the battle finally came to an end.
Dover finally breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the burning tank wreckage and the streets full of craters. The battle had lasted for a whole afternoon. Their squad of several hundred recruits relied on the fortress to successfully repel the orc troops that far outnumbered them, killing hundreds of orc boys and destroying two tanks. Although this was nothing compared to the losses of the entire orc army, it was still an exciting victory and a good start.
Dover, sitting against the wall of the fortress, silently took out his dinner today from his tactical backpack, a protein bar, an energy bar, and a water purification tablet.
The army marches to the stomach. A high-spirited army needs a good meal to ensure morale, but in the face of such a vicious enemy, the production center in the rear will not care about the soldiers' meal needs to be color and taste good. They will only produce the most protein bars and energy bars that can be digested and absorbed by the human body in the fastest time.
He took a bottle of stinking sewage from the logistics soldier. Who knows what is in this turbid bottle of water that can't see the bottom of the bottle.
He put the water purification tablet into it, then tightened the bottle cap and put it beside him, waiting for the water purification tablet to work.
"Thank the Holy Emperor for giving me precious food." The Eagle Salute prayer before meals is a daily necessity, even before Dover joined the army.
He tore open the recyclable packaging and swallowed the tasteless dry protein bars and energy bars. He felt that these water-deficient foods blocked his throat. He unscrewed the bottle cap and pulled out the long rope of the water purification tablet. The purified water was transparent and clean, and all the foreign matter suspended on it was absorbed by the water purification tablet. This magical thing only needs to be dried and can be reused. It is extremely convenient.
After drinking the purified water with a bitter taste, he swallowed the food stuck in his throat with difficulty. Dover told himself not to eat so fast next time, but after the battle, he was indeed hungry. He felt that the protein bars and energy bars in his stomach were swelling with water, filling his stomach. As night fell, listening to the gunfire that had not stopped outside the fortress, Dover fell asleep holding his gun.
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"Thick Armor" Benglac felt very angry. His boys spent a whole day attacking the stone houses of the shrimps. Although the click gun fired very well, it could not destroy the nests of the shrimps at all.
Beng Lak pulled up all three of his precious dirty cars. What was the result? These shameful guys didn't take away the nest, and even bought two cars. Now they only have the chops that can hit people and the clicks that sound exciting, but they rely on these things. I can't get rid of that annoying stone nest.
But me! I am the "thick-armored" Benglac! A student of the "Sun Thief Waaagh Method" by the famous evil Japanese military strategist! Sun Thief has taught us, "Surprise, Waaagh! If you are not prepared, kick someone first, and you will always win with a hundred kicks!"
Although we lost those fierce dicks, the hot dicks used by those shrimps made our whole body uncomfortable! But we can sneak past in the dark winter and smash their shabby doors with our machetes! Because we can do it! So that door can definitely be broken!