mtl008 Chapter 113 The Orc Language is Uncertain
Chapter 113 The Orc Language is Uncertain
Lin Heng thought back to the extra memories that appeared out of nowhere and found that he seemed to have had an experience with an orc, and it seemed to be the same orc whose head exploded in front of him.
【力量：719+9 反应：264+8 五感：184 抗性：390+3 恢复：289+11 能量：1492+10】
Lin Heng saw that his attributes had slightly improved again, so he came to his senses and prepared to leave.
The original passage had been blocked by him. So he turned around and left along the secret passage. After walking through it once, Lin Heng was familiar with the route and soon arrived at the place where he had lied to the rebels.
There was still an exchange of gunfire outside. Lin Heng took two deep breaths and walked out carefully.
As soon as I saw the sky, I met Itano who was communicating with other teams in the back. He looked very nervous and would look up at the front line from time to time.
"Itano! What's the situation now?" Lin Heng asked hurriedly.
Itano looked at Lin Heng with his mouth wide open, unable to believe that he could still be alive. He quickly stepped forward and cried:
"The frontline position is finished! The political commissar and his men are finished!"
"Bullshit, it's been less than five minutes! Are you blind?" Lin Heng cursed.
According to my memory, including the time spent traveling through the tunnel, the battle only lasted a few minutes in total. How could anything happen to the political commissar and the others?
"Really, the armored orc rushed towards the political commissar, and any soldier who stood in its way was torn in half!"
Lin Heng turned around and ran to the front line, ignoring Itano's obstruction.
A damn army of thousands of people couldn't stop an armored orc? He could have been hacked to pieces with a damn knife!
Lin Heng hurriedly ran towards the place where he last saw the political commissar and others, and just passed the corner.
Then he saw an orc chopping the limbs of a soldier who was still alive. When the soldier saw Lin Heng, he seemed to see hope and stretched out his trembling right hand.
"Shh!"
The sharp blade passed by and the right hand fell to the ground.
"Hmm..I don't like moving silver types! Huh? You should be strong, waaaagh!!!"
Machete Boy (Axe Boy is OK)
The orcs chopped off the soldier's arm and rushed towards Lin Heng. The saliva they sprayed while talking further highlighted their madness.
But what shocked Lin Heng was that he could now understand what the other party was saying. This was no less shocking than when he first saw psychic power.
"Die! Silver!"
Lin Heng blocked with the back of his sword and thrust his left shoulder forward, knocking the opponent off balance. Then he slashed the chainsaw sword horizontally, ripping open the orc's belly.
Then, he squatted and rolled, and swung his sword again. The sharp chain saw caught the orc's lower back, and with a buzzing sound, the orc was split in two.
He didn't have time to absorb the properties of the corpse. As soon as he ran towards the injured soldier, the other party smiled and lowered his head.
Lin Heng pounded the ground with his hands, quickly stood up and continued on his way. Hand-to-hand combat was going on everywhere in the trench.
Seeing two soldiers surrounded by orcs, Lin Heng picked up the laser gun on the ground, fired with one hand and slashed with the other, cooperating with the two soldiers to wipe out the group of orcs.
"Yes...Deputy Political Commissar! Quick, quick, the Political Commissar has brought the officers to fight the orcs to cover our retreat!" the soldiers shouted.
Lin Heng nodded and rushed into the battlefield again, looking for the direction of the political commissar.
When he climbed up the slope, he immediately found the political commissar, but Lin Heng's happy expression was immediately frozen on his face.
The reason why the political commissar was so obvious at this time was because he was held high up by the three-meter-tall armored orc.
The opponent's destructive claws had crushed Commissar Rutherford's body, just like the orc he had split in two before.
At this time, only the upper body of the political commissar was still in the opponent's claws, while his lower limbs, with intestines and other internal organs exposed, fell to the ground dejectedly.
At this time, the Star Army soldiers around were also familiar to Lin Heng, including Montgomery and Lieutenant Sasi. They were all the ones who had drunk together before.
Now they were all lying on their backs on the ground, except Montgomery who was still holding on. The orcs surrounded him and beat him to their heart's content.
Push it, hit it, step on the palm until the finger bones come out, step on the head until the brain comes out.
All the orcs were laughing. Regardless of whether there was artillery fire around them, they were still immersed in their own fun.
"This Silver is not the old One-Eye! I told you, he is not One-Eye either! But I want to meet him. I learned how to make my arm from him."
As the heavily armored orc spoke, he poked his fingers into Commissar Rutherford's eyes, and red and white liquid immediately overflowed.
Lin Heng's anger also erupted at this moment.
"I *you*! Crush!"
Lin Heng seemed to be pressing the ground with his hand, as if a palm technique was coming down from the sky, representing the crushing anger that immediately acted on the orcs.
Those who were slightly smaller immediately fell to their knees, but just as Lin Heng roared and continued to exert his strength, a roar sent him flying backwards.
"WAAAAAAAAGH!"
The heavily armored orc in the lead let out a fierce roar, and the orcs around him roared along with him.
The orc boss, with a black and white checkered paint job representing the Goff clan.
A force dozens of times stronger than Lin Heng's spiritual energy burst out instantly. Lin Heng fell to the ground and climbed up.
He wiped the blood from his nose, swung the chainsaw sword that was no longer rotating, and released his psychic energy again.
"Go to hell, you beast!"
"Crackling."
The dazzling lightning snake danced and hit the armored orc with lightning speed.
The metal body immediately conducted electrical energy, and a violent cry of pain instantly burst out from the other party's mouth.
But before Lin Heng could hold on for three seconds, the lightning disappeared instantly along with his exhausted spiritual energy, and at the same moment.
Another orc, who was nearly three meters tall, swung a bone stick and hit Lin Heng's chest accurately.
Lin Heng felt that he had exhaled all the air in his lungs. Then he flew lightly into the sky, and after flying about ten meters, he fell to the ground with a "puff".
"Why is there another one? You scared me! Kalasa, you did a good job!" said the armored orc.
"Boss, isn't the mission to find silver? We can't fight here." said a slightly thin orc.
The stray bullet hit the armored orc, creating sparks, but the orc just scratched his head and remained unmoved.
"Yes, yes, I forgot, but they all look the same. Who knows where that... um... called... Lin Heng is. Oh, the names of the silver ones are so hard to remember, they don't look like me at all!
Goff Clan - Super Heavy Boss - Bone Crusher - Takla Vardi Most, it's easier to remember this way."
As the orc was talking, Lin Heng tried to open his swollen eyelids. He didn't understand why the orc was still involved with him. There was really no peace for him.
Then he looked at the group of orcs gathered around the orc leader named Moster. They cheered, but under their feet were the bodies of his comrades.
Jumping and skipping, "click, click".
The bulletproof armor on his body had been bent into a negative angle, and he clearly felt that half of his sternum was broken, and there were fractures in many other places.
But Lin Heng still staggered to pick up the chainsaw sword and pointed it at the group of orcs, but before he could stand up, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again.
"Oh, that's really slow. Just take the one that was beaten by Kalasa. It doesn't say whether you want it dead or alive.
Send the chariots, and let's continue fighting WAAAAGH!"
The super-heavy-armored orc boss Most roared, and all the surrounding orcs followed suit.
Soon, several very short and thin green creatures drove a broken car to arrive. If Lin Heng could open his eyes and look at them.
Fart spirit, a small but cunning creature, be careful or you'll cut your ankle
They will definitely scream in surprise because they look too much like goblins.
The group followed the orcs' instructions, quickly put Lin Heng on the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the transport ship they had originally taken.
The orc led by Moster started killing again.
All the Star Army soldiers who wanted to fight to the death fell under the opponent's claws. And more were shot to death by the equally ferocious orcs around the opponent.
The tanks kept firing, crushing the corpses of the orcs as they drove towards Moster and his men. They kept firing as they sped along, not caring at all whether their shots were accurate or not.
Because the entire mountain is covered with green. If you look from the sky, you will find that there is a patch of green on the dim Mandakhan star.
But this kind of green is a little too severe for humans.
"The mountains are opening, leaving me with leprosy!"
Most waved his arms, and every step taken by the overweight mecha caused the ground to tremble. The speed of the mad rush was even faster than that of the tank.
"Bang!!!"
The tank collided with Most violently, and the entire body of the tank was lifted up. However, it did not crush the Most under the car, but instead pushed it backwards.
"Buzz!"
"Stop it for me!"
Most suddenly stretched his legs backwards, bent his waist and stretched out his hands, grabbing the front chassis of the tank. His heels directly plowed two furrows in the ground.
Then his muscles tensed and he exerted force suddenly, causing the front of the car to tilt up to a larger angle.
The driver was caught off guard and stepped on the accelerator, putting himself in an even more dangerous situation.
Most yelled "waaagh" and pushed the tank hard to turn it over. Then he jumped onto the tank and slammed his claws and steel fists on the tracks.
That speed is even faster than a boxer who throws continuous jabs, and each punch has the force to collapse a mountain.
After breaking the tracks, they started hitting the bottom plate again.
After three or five punches, the entire base plate began to deform, and the metal was pierced by the tenth punch. The claws grasped the iron plate and twisted it continuously, making a harsh, teeth-grinding twisting sound.
"Silver, little Silver, let me loosen your bones.
Silver, little Silver, I will light a fire to warm you up."
Most hummed a strange tune and easily tore open the tank's chassis.
"For the Empire, for the great Emperor! Die, alien!" the surviving soldier in the cockpit shouted.
Watching the tank being torn apart bit by bit, his mood plummeted. At this moment of death, he resolutely shot and blew up the remaining shells in the tank.
"BOOM!"