When Muller was a child, he longed for the scene of a group of people happily driving tanks. Even when he was only six years old, his grandfather took him into the cabin of a tank. However, when he grew up, he entered a military school and actually experienced old tanks such as the Leman Russ.
Later, he realized that having more people was not entirely a good thing for combat, and that manpower reloading that seemed "reliable" might not actually be reliable.
"Lock the target!"
"Fire!"
The long barrel turned toward the running truck, paused for 2 seconds, and then roared.
In an instant, the front of the huge truck was torn apart first, and then turned into a huge fireball. The greenskins standing in the truck were all thrown dozens of meters into the air, or flew to an unknown place.
Go everywhere.
"Enemy infantry group! High explosive bombs!"
"High-explosive bombs, loading completed!"
"Fire!"
As the car body shook slightly, a ball of flames rose in the distance. The huge impact of the explosion instantly wiped away more than a dozen greenskins and tore apart dozens of them nearby.
The greenskins' tendency to crowd together has become a fatal flaw at this time.
At the same time, the basilisks and wyverns also started suppressive shooting. The death barrages they compiled swept across the ground and became a wall of destruction. Countless vehicles and greenskins were wiped out in the explosion, rising into the sky.
It stood up, while the tracks of the tanks continued to crush forward.
Bombard, straf, and kill every green thing in sight.
Facing such a ferocious iron fist, the greenskins were beaten to the point of being stunned. The light weapons in their hands could not threaten the opponent at all, and the heavy weapons were fired before they were used.
Of course, there are also some greenskins who creatively lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and when they are ready to wait for the tanks to come, they will hit them hard with the big sticks in their hands, that is, the blasting tubes.
Muller's tank rolled over the charred corpses and moved forward. The ground was covered with bullet casings and corpses were everywhere. Meriwether even said jokingly:
"The feeling of grinding greenskin is a little different from grinding Tyranid. They seem to be a little... softer."
But suddenly, a half-burnt figure jumped up from the pile of corpses, holding a thick stick with a semicircular head in his hand.
waaaaagh!!!!!
The greenskin roared, and rushed towards the left side of the Iron Nail with the stick in his hand, as if he wanted to insert the blasting tube directly into the tank, but at this time, the tank could not react at all...
call--
A wave of scorching fire engulfed the greenskin running under the sunset. While the opponent screamed, it also detonated the blasting tube, and the subsequent explosion blew it to pieces.
Cerberus armored vehicles moved forward steadily, working with the tanks to clear the battlefield. They sprayed hundreds of meters of fire waves that swept all the greenskins, living or dead, into them. This kind of terrifying infantry
The killer also cut off the greenskins' last possibility of resistance.
Realizing that something was wrong, the greenskins immediately wanted to escape elsewhere, but their wings were already occupied by Chimera and Taurus, as well as the infantry unloaded from the vehicle cabin. With the roar of lasers and heavy explosive bombs,
Green-skinned corpses scurry around like headless flies, and their terrifying bodies seem less powerful in the face of steel.
The greenskins had no choice but to speed up and run in the only direction without enemies. However, at this time, the auxiliary troops were not in a hurry to pursue them. They just tried their best to clean the battlefield to ensure that no fish slipped through the net.
On many fronts, this kind of thing is happening. The greenskins have no high-altitude reconnaissance, and they don't know what kind of dead situation they are getting into. They can only say that they are being driven away by firepower, but there is still one direction that faces the greatest pressure.
, that is the side responsible for blocking the main green-skinned force's retreat, and is also the location of the green-skinned boss.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!
Dagowa Yanyan stood on his big truck that looked like a war fortress, holding a huge battle ax and letting out an earth-shattering roar. He was more than three meters tall and wearing heavy armor. He had large-caliber weapons installed on his shoulders and arms.
The machine cannon is a real humanoid weapon. A grunt stands behind him, holding up a battle flag with a thin iron pole.
Around the truck, there is a sea of green skins rushing like a river. In the sky, a few green skin fighter jets are using their last bullets to fight with the human aircraft to ensure that the bombs, or rather not so many bombs, fall below.
in the team.
This is the last chance, Dagowa knows this very well.
At first, when he came to this planet full of metals and metals, he thought he was lucky. With so many machines and metals, he could become the most powerful war boss and start a terror waaagh! Beat up all the shrimps.
, as long as those people in red robes are dealt with, of course they are not difficult to deal with.
But as the old saying goes, Fart always makes things go to the worst direction. Go Mao gave him a hard slap when he was most proud.
He was indeed lucky, but he hit an eight-engine transport ship loaded with cans of shrimp.
But he hasn't lost yet. As a bad and ruthless boss, he dare not say anything else. His instinct for escape is still very keen, and he also knows that the environment of this planet is very complicated. As long as he finds a corner to hide, those
What can the big shrimp do to him?
The only problem is to get away as soon as possible and escape the pursuit in this open area.
So he had to rush out. Only by rushing out would he have a way to survive. To do this, he spent all his wealth.
Behind the turbulent wave of infantry, there stood five Gomao King Kongs, each with a height of more than six meters. They walked with slightly shaky steps, and roars came from the oversized metal speakers, inspiring the surrounding boys to rush towards the enemy.
, at the same time, their deadly rotating cannons and fried chicken rocket launchers are also continuously pouring out destructive firepower.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!
Suddenly, a roar that penetrated the clouds and split the sun shook the battlefield, and even the hairy King Kongs trembled.
The ensuing ground vibration was like a small earthquake, and the Goats all screamed and hugged each other, while the Jumpers bounced up from the ground like balloons and fell back down with their tongues hanging out.
Amidst the continuous flames of the explosion, a giant war machine strode out. It seemed to be the embodiment of some alien god. There was a huge square head on the huge barrel-shaped body, and countless guns were spread all over it.
Rising steam and black smoke emerged from the huge cloud of smoke behind him, forming a cloud of mist, while the artillery fire from afar was offset by an invisible ripple formed outside it.
This Bigfoot Ancient Giant Garbage originally fell with the scrap ship. In fact, it was not completed before. Instead, it was built by skilled experts using local materials and put together in the shortest time. When faced with extreme pressure, green skins often
Explode extreme power.
Its left arm is an exaggeratedly huge chain saw, and its right arm is a barrel-shaped cannon directly removed from a scrap ship, as well as hundreds of red-headed rockets and countless flat metal pieces.
There is a huge belly cannon directly in front of the body. When it stops, this huge cannon will roar and spray out many rounds of shells and fragments.