Chapter 102 Meeting of "Orcs"

The journey was long, the flight was slow, the orcs were laughing and playing with each other, they sang, they thought, they tried to catch shrimps for food, and tried to feed their pets.

The void was vast, the orcs were fast, they flew by, not in a hurry, stayed by, smashed and hit, ignored the original, just to fight, in the mortal world, there was nothing else around them, only Orks, only Orcs, only Greenskins.

The weapons of the snakebite boys were rough with serrations, and their clothes were hung with teeth and human skin. They believed that such weapons could bless them. Such an attitude even infected the captain of Bloodaxe, who took care of his own decorative shelf, in front of which he knew all the powerful things.

Let them see, the shelf is sloppy, simple, made of garbage and death, and his favorite collection is on the top of the shelf, that is the teeth of the giant beast Squig, as thick as a leg, as red as jade, and priceless (for orcs).

The second was the guy he knew called Titanium, who looked like bean sprouts and wore beautiful and gorgeous armor, like canned food. Blood Axe didn't know how to describe him, but he called him, canned bean.

The second most conspicuous thing on the trophy shelf was the helmet of the Titanium Clan's xv8 crisis combat suit. Although it was tattered and the camera was broken, the rusty red on it still represented that the thing was used by the captain.

The third trophy was the military emblem used by the Imperial Guard NCOs, and his rank could be seen on it, Lieutenant.

Such combat power always expressed the experience of Blood Axe, and it could be integrated into other clans. As the race least favored by other orcs, Blood Axe could command troops in a composite group composed of several Snakebite clans. Obviously, he would not be a weak greenskin.

The combination of the Imperial Navy uniform with the characteristic decorations of the Snakebite clan created a damn weird feeling, not to mention that he was wearing greenskin.

That damn alien Eternal Source wasted things, no matter whether it was now or in the future, he looked at the star map, and the various enemies in the boundless void made him look forward to his future.

But it turned out that what he saw was also very simple, a metal world full of shrimps. He could see the human warships looming in the orbit of the planet, and he could also faintly smell the damn smell of promethium.

"Boys, turn off the instruments, sneak over, and then smash it at the South Pole of that world at the fastest speed!"

The technical boy scratched his head. "Boss, what is the South Pole?"

That sentence choked Captain Blood Axe, South Pole... "South Pole is the southernmost part of that world!"

The technical boy replied. "Boss, it's round, theoretically any point in the south..."

"Okay, I'll report it. If I have a problem, I'll tear my head off!" Blood Axe was not afraid of mud. After threatening and raging, the warship slowly approached that world.

The landing place he chose was not a deserted place, but the second largest place besides the capital's main nest. There were countless close-in defense guns and anti-orbital firepower, and it was also the only star port in that world. You know, star ports are huge creations that extend hundreds of kilometers from the ground to the sky. Mastering the star port means mastering wealth, power, mobility, support, supplies, etc.

It can ensure that they will not be detected by the auspicious instrument, so that they will not be beaten into a hornet when they land. They shut down any equipment that can emit pulses and only rely on the inertia of the engine to float to that world. Even in the shape of the orc warship, it looks like a pile of garbage.

Although the speed is slow, such an action can ensure the maximum efficiency before landing, and the boys will not suffer heavy losses due to defensive guns.

Such wisdom is what the Imperial Guard fears most, but in most cases, the Eastern Orcs are not proficient in tactics. This technology is what he learned from an Imperial Navy officer. Orcs don't like to learn, but when they realize that it helps the war, they will quickly learn it, no matter what.

That's why the Orcs are one of the most difficult things to miss in the dark galaxy. The old Orcs are not only strong warriors and nightmares, but also terrible commanders who are proficient in various tactical planning.

Of course, it is difficult for the Orcs to live to that point. Their warlike personality makes it difficult for them to reach the peak of life, but if an Orc does it, his name will definitely be one of the nightmares of the galaxy.

Captain Bloodaxe is obviously very bad, but he still has potential. The only problem is that he didn't notice one thing, that is, he didn't let the Orcs turn off the lights. After all, it's not something learned, and it's not a tactic invented by yourself. It's okay if there are flaws in the execution.

The captain of the Bordello watched the group of "space junk" approaching the planet like a bright ball of light in the void.

Tong Xun said. "Captain, what should we do?"

The captain drank a sip of coffee. To be honest, even if the greenskins did not open the shield, his warship could hit about four orc battleships, but they were very slow.

"Notify the ground forces, they have reduced their firepower, and the ships in orbit on that world are all commercial ships. Let the ground evacuate and defend..."

Soon, the ground command received the news, and as permanent officers, Alan Baier and Ryan naturally got the news first.

Ryan said thinking. "There is no doubt that the orcs want to take root in that world. They probably landed at the South Pole of that world. He thinks it should be fake, otherwise they can't be so swaggering."

"He speculated that they would land next to the planet's Antarctic hive, which had no orbital defenses, and then begin an attack with ground forces."

"By the time they were alert to the Antarctic and spent a lot of force, the Orks had already attacked other places and taken root. His advice was to stand still and continue to scout their positions, and use trench warfare to wear down the enemy after landing."

"Although he does not deny that soldiers are valuable and quick, but whether it is a surprise or a terrible plan, it is obviously better to use the most common tactics of the Imperial Guard to miss the enemy."

After hearing this, Alan Bair shook his head. That guy is not an ordinary imperial officer. Is he always betting on dogs? The war in his legs has never lasted more than a year. I wonder if the empire has been facing decades of attrition wars in front of him. Seems worthless.

"A war of attrition? He dares to say whether those greenskins wanted to sneak in but forgot to turn off the lights, and whether their goal was to directly use airdrop pods and infantry to smash through the Antarctic hive, then occupy the star port, and then lead the east to mislead the large forces. Then, continue to import soldiers, and then occupy that world.”

Ryan asked. "Why, the aliens have absolutely no need to risk such a war. They have numerical and material advantages. If they reject the aliens, they will definitely choose to slowly annex them, instead of attacking the main hive city with the risk of Mei Xuan's failure."

Alan Beyer replied. "I think greenskins like to fight every day. I accidentally beat each other on the wrong side in the subspace. I have long been tired of beating greenskins. Now that I have finally come out, I am sure I want to find some waaagh from other races."

"They will definitely land in densely populated areas, directly attack the local PDF, and at the same time turn the world upside down. By the time they come to their senses, they have occupied the star port, and countless war engines will come from the east. ”

Ryan was horrified by what he said at school. He couldn't accept that his home world was so ruined, but he didn't think the orcs would be stupid enough to attack the heavily defended Antarctic main nest.

"He still has his own opinions. He has had sex with the alien Jiaoluo several times, and does he seem to have been underestimating the alien's tactical plan?"

"He admits that the empire is supreme and human beings are also very good, but whether he is arrogant or the fundamental reason for failure, he will lead his troops to intercept the surrounding areas. If I still maintain my point of view, I will go to the main nest in Antarctica to be lazy."

Alan Bair did not refute. First, he felt that the operation was not an attack on the sky hulk. Second, it was not a local operation. Third, when he was in school, he could tell that he was from a major and fought against things like the Tau. For too long, Dong Zhi felt that war was about planning and strategy, blood and materials.

But the war is not something I can do by investing 3 people in exchange for 1 alien, and it can be completed according to the battle damage and plan. It is full of horror, blood, and uncertainty. Obviously, the iron-blooded troops of that world have completed their studies time and time again. The mission made him feel that tactics were the most important thing.

But in that terrifying universe, sensibility and experience are the most valuable, otherwise the empire would be like a nuclear power, relying on various wars of attrition to contain countless aliens in its various worlds? Those tactics are not superb, they just rely on the sacrifice and death of countless men and women in the empire.

But Alan Bayer would not blame him, so he answered to the Bordeaux. "Without interception, let them slowly enter the main nest anti-ship lance range of low-Earth orbit, and then I will shoot with other civilian warships."

"Don't worry about the landing enemies. Let them take care of the greenskins. We can ensure that the alien warships come and go. Remember, if the mission cannot be completed, the priority is to ensure that the structure of the Bordeaux is intact. I can return to the capital nest." All evade."

The captain's thick voice answered. "Escape? No, the Bordero is already thirsting for the blood of those aliens. Compared to that, do our ground troops need to face tens of thousands of greenskins and coals?"

Alan Bair looked at the dark starry sky that could only be seen from the top of the hive. "It's night, as dark as a dense forest. As soon as the light comes, reinforced concrete has replaced the forest, and new recruits have replaced veterans. The green-skinned East Field will never change."

The captain knew about that battle and knew what he was talking about. It was completely different from Gondwa VI. Partoria had stronger defenses, better economy, more people, and no plants or weird magnetic fields. But for the Imperial Guard, the battlefield is the battlefield. It is the same as Gondval VI. It is in the world of the Empire and it faces the green-skinned aliens. They have never changed, so he will win.

The captain touched his beard and then looked at the green-skinned battleship that was gradually approaching. "Clearly, Lieutenant Colonel of the Fourth Skadi Regiment, damn Imperial Guard officer, if I fail, he will start the engine and leave that sector to find the Imperial fleet. It will take decades, and I have been Otherwise he was the only hope for that war."

"He didn't want to leave like a deserter. He looked at the destruction of the Baka base, just like I saw the disappearance of a place like Cardia. It was completely undesirable and made people feel extremely painful."

"That universe is too terrifying and evil. He needs me to ignite the miracle again. In return, I will see the green-skinned battleships turn into fireworks outside the atmosphere."

Alan Beyer replied. "He knows, Captain, that he will complete his mission and that Cadia will remain standing..."

"She will always hold the traitors in their hearts. She is Abaddon's nightmare, the thing he wants to destroy most, and the thousands of men and women of Cadia are not the same as those heavy nails, locking the traitors in despair. The Eye of Terror, even if she is gone, the Empire will remember her."

The captain sighed, feeling the sensation rolling around his heart, and then he remembered something. "Isn't Cardia fine?"

Alan Bair scratched his head, wrong, it is now the end of the 40th millennium, and the Thirteenth Dark Crusade has not yet come...

"Well, how should I put it? He assumed that after all, everything could happen in that universe."

The captain cursed. "Cadia will not be destroyed. Don't talk nonsense. Go to the ground and stop the greenskins!"

Alan Bair watched Ryan leave the school just now, and the transport plane left with the entire Imperial Guard Infantry Regiment, and he also replied. "The war has begun again. Those aliens will never let them go. Captain, let them pay with blood."

the captain replied. "No Emperor."

Alan Beyer replied. "No Emperor."

After the communication ended, Alan Bayer told the staff to start mobilizing, and each company walked on the transport plane in an orderly manner. Alan Bayer had already predicted that the complex terrain outside the hive would make the war anxious, and he was already prepared. Do you want to have the consciousness to bomb all the hives made up of the empire’s citizens and the empire’s countless wealth with missile vehicles?

The transport plane roared forward, and several suspended vehicles with tracked tracks from the 113th Armored Regiment of Falaksia were hoisted by the transport plane and flew towards the Antarctic.

The orcs finally relied on inertia to get closer to the atmosphere. In low-Earth orbit, Blood Ax walked excitedly in the airdrop compartment, and then skillfully placed the fart on his body as a buffer zone.

Do other greenskins follow suit? It has to be said that the grunts of the Snakebite clan are not only smarter than those of other clans, but they also walk much softer.

Xue Ax twisted his butt and asked. "How many airdrops were there in that one?"

The technical guy next to him answered. "Four thousand, there are two big ones."

And those shabby-looking airdrop silos can carry hundreds of orcs each, and the big ones may even contain the war weapons of the Snakebite clan...

Blood Ax was bound to win that war. Forty thousand orcs fell to the east like raindrops in a moment. The densely packed airdrop warehouses faced the spiers in the east, the dark steel forest, and the nest deep in the clouds. The main nest's Close-in defense and anti-aircraft artillery roared…

Blood Ax is not afraid of being hit. As a commander, his airdrop armor is very thick, but other armor will burst instantly.

It is expected that the number of blood axes will be reduced by half after landing, but will it still be enough to take over the eastern hive city? He grinned happily, and asked to control the main tower of the entire hive city and turn off the anti-ship light lance. In this case The Eastern Greenskins are very much assisted by battleships and junk cannons...

He has already seen the struggling faces of the shrimps!

But the communicator buzzed unexpectedly. "Boss! There's a battleship with Xiami! They've been exposed!"

"What, how can it be so?" Blood Ax replied in surprise, but the fierce anti-ship light spear in the main tower on the ground was fired towards the low-Earth orbit. The light and death brushed his airdrop compartment, and at the same time, about three to four thousand green evaporated. Skin…

And in the sky, the thick smoke from the battleship he had just been carrying fell to the east, and to the east of the hive, those shrimps seemed to be wearing military uniforms?

It seems like things are going well?