Chapter 358 05.0357: "Blonde Girl vs. Green-skinned Big Guy"

"Fill the front!"

"The supply company is reinforcing the front line!"

"The 1st Royal Armored Regiment's heavy tanks are turning around! Hold on, the Makarius tanks are coming!"

The chaotic situation was eased after Horatio blew the war horn to stabilize the situation and opened the war sand table. The entire brigade staff was in the middle of the square formed by the soldiers using human walls to defend, and with bullets flying all around, they began to make emergency combat deployments for various units.

The three tanks of the British 79th Armored Reconnaissance Company Battalion Headquarters Guard dragged their heavy steel bodies and poured fierce firepower at the surrounding greenskins.

But their position was not good, and because of the sudden attack, two Bearhound heavy chariots and one Arion chariot in a triangular formation, which were originally responsible for clearing the way in front, were trapped.

In this situation, the sudden rush of green people directly separated the three tanks from the brigade headquarters.

All the weapons on the tank were firing non-stop, they were like three fire hedgehogs. Even the commander opened the hatch, exposing his upper body, and operated the heavy explosive bombs on the roof to fire in all directions.

There were hundreds of greenskins in front of them, howling in an alien language that no one could understand and didn't want to understand, and rushing towards the chariots with their big bare feet.

The commander of a Bear Hound tank had just replaced the third set of heavy explosive shells with a belt, and he held the trigger tightly and fired continuously. However, this time he was unable to fire many rounds before the belt jammed due to overheating of the feeding device.

Before the commander could pull the bolt handle to extract the stuck shell, a green-skinned orc, with an agility that did not match his bulky figure, suddenly jumped onto the chariot, using the force of the opponent to support himself. With arms as thick as thighs, he wielded a large piece of iron and cut off the commander's head with one stroke.

"Hey hey hey! The big cart is mine! Waaaaaaagh!"

puff!

The next second, the greenskin who climbed up first had his head and shoulders cut off by the flying bombs. Several heavy bombs directly blew its upper body into a pool of minced meat, leaving only a broken body rolling down.

It was the Arion chariot next to it, under the command of Horatio's commanding hand, that aimed its firepower at the greenskins who jumped onto the chariot and opened fire, strangling the development trend of a bad direction in time.

At the same time, Captain Arion changed gears and drove the armored vehicle in reverse, which was in danger of being surrounded.

The heavy explosive arrows hit the armored vehicles of the friendly forces nearby, making a bang bang sound, clearing out the greenskins who had managed to climb up.

The Bearhound's gunner pushed the commander's bloody, headless body out and locked the roof hatch back on.

The three vehicles started moving at the same time, following the route planned by Horatio for the crew.

"Hurry up and stop them! Hold the line! Hold the line!!"

"First row! Fire! Second row, fire! First row, bayonets flat, ready to withstand the impact!"

The fighting around the hollow square was still in full swing, with the soldiers' shouts and the officers' orders intertwined.

The soldiers in the front row picked up laser guns equipped with sharp monomolecular bayonets, stepped back to steady their bodies, estimated the distance, and stabbed towards the chest of the tall orc rushing towards them.

In such a chaotic scene, the privates in the rear row still endured the dying screams of their comrades and the fierce roars of the greenskins, stood firm with their chests straight, and fired at the invading enemy without stopping.

For a moment, Horatio felt that these soldiers were like flesh-and-blood robots without thoughts of their own. They only mechanically carried out the orders of their officers, numbly transformed into human barricades to the rhythmic military music, and smashed their own flesh and blood against the greenskins' charging frenzy.

This is the benefit of the linear doctrine. The soldiers stand shoulder to shoulder. As long as there is no one fleeing nearby, the confidence gained from daily training and the courage brought by numbers will continue to support them in fighting the enemy.

Even with their firm courage, the green-skinned big guys still brutally tore open the red line.

"Little shrimp, I don't know why, but I just want to cut you! Waaaaaaagh!!"

A greenskin wielding a large melee weapon that looked more like a piece of iron plate than a machete, smashed a line private along with his Brown Beth laser gun in the middle, and howled as he rushed towards Horatio, who was riding a black horse and directing with a monocular in hand.

boom!
A dull sound of a grenade launcher was heard, and the roar stopped abruptly.

Farida had a stern face and looked indifferently at the half-greenskinned head that flew in the air. In one hand she held a bolt pistol with smoking muzzle, and in the other she held a power saber with the Hood family emblem inherited from her father, Lieutenant General Alexander Hood.

"You stinky shrimp! Get out of my way!" The other person who came out of the gap was a green man with dreadlocks on his head, his fangs sticking out, spitting as he roared, and rushed towards Farida with a thick pipe clamp-like stick in his hand.

The blonde girl in the fleet inspector's uniform showed no fear at all and deftly dodged the pipe wrench that was swung towards her head.

laugh!
The next second, the faint blue light of the decomposition field flashed by at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to capture, and the arm of the green man with dreadlocks holding the pipe wrench broke with the buzzing sound of the power sword.

The thick severed arm fell to the ground with a thud, and it twitched once or twice instinctively. Blood gushed out from the broken end. The greenskin screamed in pain, but the pain only made it stare at Farida more violently, and then there was the sound of a bomb exploding.

The dreadlocks on its head, Squig, and the greenskin's crown, were shot into countless pieces by Farida. Farida's expression remained unchanged, and she wiped the blood off her face with her thumb in a snow-white glove.

After experiencing so many things in Abyss Port, he was immersed in the experience of executions and rebellion suppression day after day.

This blonde girl has apparently shed her initial weakness and cowardice and has become an outstanding military supervisor.

Horatio looked at her, and their eyes met. Without any words exchanged, they nodded at the same time in tacit understanding.

"Fill the front line!" With a loud voice, she pulled the soldiers who came to fill the position, pushed them to the front, and blocked the gap with their bodies.

At this time, Horatio had to cover the commander-in-chief of the 1st Brigade, the injured Sir Wellesley, and the non-combat personnel on the scene to retreat to a safe area, and command the troops to deal with the enemy approaching the brigade command vehicle, while also using Dark Vision to draw nearby troops to reinforce.

Although other Astra Militarum commanders were also trying to save the situation, no one's command efficiency was more efficient and quicker than his using the war sandbox.

As the military supervisor, Farida will be responsible for maintaining the stability of the front line. Once the phalanx is broken, the battle situation will be dangerous.

She would protect him no matter what, just like he protected her before. The blonde girl swore silently in her heart.

"You bunch of stinky shrimps! The big guy over there, what are you doing? Stop dawdling. Come on, follow me!"

"Waaaaagh!"

The deafening roars and shouts were approaching again. Farida turned her head immediately and saw a group of green-skinned guys with heavy garbage ship debris hanging all over their bodies. They were more than three meters tall and their backs were as wide as a wall. They were rushing towards her with bloody swords longer than a person.

"First row! Second row! Enemy heavy armor units, focus your fire!"

Click, click, click!
After receiving the order to open fire, the line soldiers kneeling in the first row and standing in the second row on the side quickly raised their guns.

"Ready, fire!"

Bright and clear!
Dozens of lasers instantly passed through the battlefield, hitting the rushing green-skinned giant like a rain of fire.

Those rusty iron pieces that were picked up from somewhere did block some of the firepower, but as the number of hits increased, the stacked iron armor could no longer withstand the high temperature brought by the light beams. The molten bright iron gradually flowed down their bodies, melting their strange bodies that were neither fungi nor pure animals.

“Ohhh!!”

Finally, the continuous laser shots penetrated the armor, and some beams were able to hit the bodies of the green-skinned guys directly.

Under the concentrated fire of the laser guns, these three-meter-tall leaders, whose pure power output was even more powerful than that of the Astartes, were covered in wounds and fell to the ground one after another on the way to the charge.

But these beasts were surprisingly tenacious. As long as they were not completely dead, after being burned or beaten to the ground, they could still stand up and rush to the battle line shouting "Waaaaaaagh!"

"Go to hell, Lobster Rice!" The bigger guy who called on the other big guys to follow the charge picked up a big axe stuck in the ground, swung his arm, and threw it hard at the line.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

"what!!!"

Six soldiers were knocked down instantly by the spinning axe, their flesh and bones turned into mud, and they died on the spot. Several people around them were injured by the flying metal fragments and fell to the ground in an instant, screaming.

The big blow swept past the corpses with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and headed straight for Farida.

The flying huge machete and the green skinner's hideous and cruel laughter were reflected in the green eyes of the blonde female military supervisor.

Bah!
With her superb swordsmanship and amazing reaction speed, Farida managed to swing her sword and hit the big Kankan rushing towards her before she was smashed into mud. With a crisp metal collision and the hissing of the power source overload, the barbed handle of the big Kankan scraped her face diagonally, leaving a few shallow bloody marks, and was bounced away.

Although she successfully deflected the meter-long machete, Farida was not unharmed.

She only felt that her hands holding the sword were hit hard by a rattan stick. Her palms and wrists were burning with pain, and her whole arms were numb and trembling. It was her best effort that she could still hold the power sword at this time.

The big guys also managed to break into the line at this time, and were happily hacking, smashing, hammering and killing at will among the soldiers in the line. The red soldiers shouted and fought against them with their swords, bravely facing these green-skinned big guys who were much taller and stronger than themselves.

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