mtl008 Chapter 211: The city assault
Chapter 211: The city assault
"Immediately burn all the orc corpses, inform the transport team to collect them, and bake the blood-stained soil as well."
Tigos panted and wiped the blood stains on the blade off the orc, then reached out and pulled up the injured soldier.
This time, three teams of 12 people worked together to take down a small orc supply base. Although it cost them four lives, it was worth it to kill twice as many enemy troops as their own.
"It's almost time. Let's go back to the camp to replenish our supplies and then go hunting at night."
Tigos said as he got on the motorcycle. Just as he was about to start the vehicle, he saw that the fire in the distance was no longer a spherical package, because he saw the moment when the towering nest tower collapsed.
"Headhunting! Void...Void Shield!"
The other teammates also saw it. The void shield suddenly disappeared, the nest was covered by fierce artillery fire, and those towering buildings collapsed completely in the flames that shot up into the sky.
Under this devastating bombardment, everyone could only hope that the underground nest was strong enough. But it was also possible that the defenders in the city could not even reach the nest.
"Send the message to all jackal squads, rush to the city immediately! Drop any tasks at hand, and arrive within two hours!"
The engine immediately rumbled to life, Tigos rushed out first, and the rest of the team followed immediately.
Although their mission was to fight guerrilla warfare, they had lost their homes and their chieftain's life or death was uncertain, so they were in no mood to wait any longer.
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Debra looked at the burning city behind her in astonishment. She thought that the advance troops she led would be the first group of soldiers to die, but she did not expect that the city that should have been able to hold out the most would be the first to fall.
"Reporting to the Bishop, all 145 communication radio stations in the city have lost contact, and the command center cannot be reached."
The news from the communicator made her heart tremble. The towering nest tower in the distance had collapsed and the prosperous urban area had turned into ruins.
She had previously sensed a powerful spiritual power erupting from the nest tower, and when she intercepted it she discovered that it sounded like the last words of Chief Bagge.
"Evacuate! Underground lair!"
The patriarch sacrificed his own life for the survival of hundreds of thousands of other warriors.
Debra knew that it would be impossible for the tribe leader to evacuate to the nest in just a few minutes. Moreover, the flow of spiritual energy would not stop until the nest tower collapsed.
At this moment, raindrops began to fall from the sky again, but this time it was not the roar of artillery shells, but the roaring orc airdrop pods.
Some of the merchant ships that were overturned by the bombardment of the orc fleet deflected their course and seemed to fall towards the front line. In just three to five minutes, the balance was broken, and the clan leader's plan seemed to have collapsed completely.
"Damn aliens! Immediately communicate with the leaders at all levels and withdraw the advance troops back to the city.
The Atalan Jackal Mobile Force will provide mobile cover and must rush back before the orcs occupy the city!"
Debra didn't know if it was too late. If everything collapsed as she imagined, then no matter how many more people were sent to other districts, they would just be a whetstone for the orcs.
As a being on the planet Noshimo whose psychic energy level is second only to Chief Bagge, she is capable of generating the will of the hive as a node creature.
She only needs to connect with the leaders, headhunters and other high-level members of the tribe, and they will then connect with other members of the tribe, so that the tribe can become united.
Every corner of the battlefield is under her control, and she can observe every detail of anything that happens through the nodes.
It can be said that having a swarm connected to the hive will or not are two different concepts, just like having an army with or without deployment.
But what she was struggling with now was whether to connect to the will of the hive. After communicating with all the purple tribe members, the huge subspace projection would make the hive tentacles notice the Noshimo planet.
Even though Chief Bagge died, he did not reconnect to the Hive Will, which showed his firm belief. He did not want his people on the Noshimo planet to be swallowed up.
But since death is now inevitable, it is not unacceptable to drag the orcs down with him, or to let both the tentacles and the orcs suffer losses!
Trying to change the known fate, but the result always comes in another way.
Debra bit her lip and then banged the scepter.
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When the void shield system shut down, the air defense firepower network of the Kairu Hive City could no longer withstand the orcs' bombardment, and was destroyed into ruins by the orcs' large-scale saturation bombing.
Just as Scott thought, the battle weakened the concept of time. After an unknown amount of rumbling, everything finally fell silent.
"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."
Scott stood up coughing, shaking off a lot of dust and debris from his body. The dust was flying all around so high that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
Instead, you could hear the crackling sound of breaking, the roar of flames, and the rumbling sound of buildings collapsing.
He didn't need to see the entire city. Just the complex sounds were enough to tell him that the city was already in a doomsday situation.
"Cough cough..."
The eyesight of the Genestealers was extremely poor. The loss of his special glasses, coupled with the billowing smoke around him, made it even more difficult for him to distinguish left from right.
The shattered buildings collapsed completely, and steel bars and ore fell to the ground. It made a loud noise when walking and it was very easy to trip.
His buzzing head made him stagger from side to side when he walked, so Scott had to swing his three hands back and forth and walk forward in the dark.
“Ahem…is there anyone still alive?!”
Scott squinted his eyes and saw a familiar figure under the collapsed pillar. He quickly and carefully climbed forward.
Right under the broken stone pillar that required two people to hug, were three Bai warriors who had been crushed into meat paste, and several mutilated bodies were also exposed in the ruins next to it.
He hurried forward to turn over the bricks and tiles, but the soldiers he dug out were beyond recognition.
"Is there anyone alive?" Scott shouted at the top of his voice, hoping someone would respond to him.
“Help…Help…Help…”
A faint cry for help came from the left, and Scott was overjoyed, and quickly climbed over the ruins. In the gradually dissipating dust, he saw a soldier raising his right hand to ask him for help.
"I'll be right there, hold on, soldier!"
When I got closer, I realized that the Bai soldier was in a critical situation. He was lying diagonally between bricks and tiles, with a bent steel bar piercing his abdomen and a huge rock pressing on his left leg.
Scott quickly grabbed the stone with three hands and moved it with great effort. When he looked back, he found that the soldier's left leg had been crushed.
With such serious injuries, if first aid is not given, death may happen in the next second, but we have to save him!
"Don't worry, soldier. The Emperor is watching you and me. Since you didn't die in the explosion, He won't let you die easily!
I want to lift you down from the steel bar, can you hold my neck?"
The soldier nodded tremblingly, then stretched out his hands and hugged his neck. Scott squatted down and hugged the other's back with three arms, then took a deep breath and slowly began to exert force.
“Ah… cough…!”
The soldier gritted his teeth in pain, unable to hold back the pain and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.
Scott moved up and down to prevent the bent steel bar from hooking the soldier's wound, and finally pulled the soldier out from the steel bar.
"Uh, uh, uh."
The soldier's violent breathing showed that he had experienced a life-and-death crisis, but the crisis was not over yet and a doctor was needed to perform a miracle.
"Doctor! Military doctor! Is there a doctor?"
Fortunately, the hive began to wake up, and the surviving tribesmen began their own work.
"I'm here! I'm here!"
A minute later, the doctor, with a bloody head, finally arrived after crawling through the ruins. Seeing that the other person was in such a critical condition, he immediately injected painkillers, took out the repair tools and started saving lives.
The disease spreader in the Chicken Thief Cult is usually used to spread the source of infection, but now it is used as a doctor.
"Leave it to me to lead the army!"
"Go ahead... lead the army... I can do it..."
Scott nodded, picked up the rifle on the ground and ran towards the city wall. He didn't know how he flew hundreds of meters, but he was lucky to be alive. Maybe the Emperor of God really noticed him.
One after another, two tribesmen pushed aside the stones and bricks and climbed out of the ruins with difficulty. Scott also stepped forward to help.
"Immediately rescue the wounded and clear the ruins!
Everyone collect supplies and be careful of alien attacks!
Form a defensive line...watch out for orc airdrops!!!"
Scott was issuing orders along the way. Seeing that many of his tribesmen had survived, his mood had just improved a little when he saw fireballs flying towards the hive from the sky.
Without the defense of an anti-aircraft firepower network, the airdrop pods smashed through the buildings without losing a single soldier, each one like a shell fired from a small macro cannon.
There is no deceleration device, and the orcs inside have to rely on their own strength to withstand the impact. Whoever has the longest luck will survive.
With a "ding bang", the twisted door of the airborne chamber was kicked open by the orcs. Inside the 3*3*3 meter airborne chamber, no one was there except a few unlucky ones who were crushed to death by their own kind.
After the door was opened, more than a dozen orcs suddenly came out one after another. After they appeared, they shot at anyone they saw and swung their knives when they met.
The hideous bone-toothed chainsaw swords "crackled" as they chopped into pieces the bodies of the warriors who had just survived the devastating bombardment.
He then crawled out of the ruins, thinking he had saved his life, but he did not expect to see the orc who caused the wound instead of the doctor who sutured it.
"WAAAGH!"
The battle was about to break out. Scott, covered in dust, quickly jumped into the ruins. Bullets rained down from above his head in an instant, and the flying debris made a rustling sound.
After five or six seconds, the rumbling machine gun suddenly stopped firing, and the orc who only knew how to pull the trigger used up all his bullets.
"For the Four-Armed God Emperor!"
Scott raised his gun and shot. The buzzing laser pierced through the orc's shoulder. The "biubiu" sound was heard again, and death came immediately.