Chapter 114 He Is Here

"For the Emperor!" The remnants of the last bastion fought with the orcs in the Emperor's Word Square, which was also the Happy Music Zone.

Those orcs, who were dressed strangely and had weapons like musical instruments in their hands, played the piano for them, shaking their heads and making noises with their "weapons".

The political commissar didn't know what these orcs were doing, but he didn't care. For him, it was enough to maintain hatred for the aliens, and everything else was unimportant.

After sawing an orc in half with his weapon and body with a chainsaw sword, he raised his hand to empty the magazine of the bolt pistol and blew up the heads of four orcs.

"Tsk." He made a guilty sound. He wasted a round of the Emperor's sacred ammunition, which made him feel guilty, but he had been taught in Zhongsi Academy.

One's incompetence must be washed away by a hundred times a thousand times the blood.

And he was about to do so.

Dover followed the veteran and covered his movements. Although they rarely communicated with each other, they had a tacit understanding. They only needed to look at the movements to know what the other party was going to do.

"The political commissar is really awesome." This was the first time Dover saw a political commissar in combat. He originally thought that the fierce political commissar in the last fortress was a bully who took advantage of his position.

Unexpectedly, he really had excellent combat capabilities. The chain saw sword in his hand could not only block the attack of the orcs, but also prevent him from retreating half a step in the collision. Then he drew out the gun in his hand and shot the orcs in the chest twice.

He efficiently and ruthlessly cleared the orcs, and the hatred on his face was so obvious. His high-pitched war cry showed his infinite fighting enthusiasm and loyalty.

I really don't know what Political Commissar Yarrick would look like. People say that he is the savior of Hades's nest. If it weren't for him, Hades would have been crushed by the orcs like those nests in Heglas.

"Disperse! Disperse! Remember your mission! Move towards those turrets!"

The sergeant's roar urged the soldiers who were caught in the frenzy of war to stop killing. After all, they only had one mission, which was to clear a landing point.

After the thousands of troops broke into the gate, they began to disperse quickly, and moved towards the anti-aircraft artillery around the huge square in teams of hundreds or dozens of people.

Some of those artillery were set up on the ground, some were in buildings without ceilings, and some were set up on the top floors of intact buildings. In short, these large and scattered artillery were not something that these thousands of people could handle.

They still needed more friendly assistance, and could only hope that Yarrick's army could quickly break through the orcs' defenses and rush to the Emperor's Word Square.

The troops in Yarrick's direction finally broke through the orcs' defenses. These beasts, who were already accustomed to attacking and harassing, were defenseless and did not even build any effective resistance to Yarrick's attack.

The lower industrial area had basically been abandoned, and the remaining troops could only rely on Domisilon and his men. Yarrick led all the combat-capable troops to attack.

The tanks and armored vehicles that had just been produced did not care about the problem of spray painting, and were directly pushed off the production line and rushed to the front line.

Like the soldiers of the fortress remnants, they also carried a base of ammunition far exceeding that of a single infantry soldier. There were also some soldiers without weapons following the soldiers with weapons, ready to pick up their weapons and fight at any time.

This was a life-and-death operation. Either they successfully captured the Square of the Word and established a landing point, or they were surrounded by the orcs and annihilated and lost the Hades Hive.

They must succeed, for the Emperor, for all the soldiers who died for Armageddon.

The living often suffer more than the dead.

Those laborers who worked intensively were waiting for their victory, and those dead souls were also silently watching their backs.

"Encountered the orc troops!"

"Quickly deal with them! Let the armored vehicles rush over! The infantry stay to delay them! We don't have time to waste!"

The heavy Chimera armored vehicle, a product that was transformed by Chaos Sage into an urbanized and heavy vehicle. Although Yarick doubted whether Chaos Sage's actions violated the taboos of the Mechanicus, considering that Chaos Sage himself was a member of the Mechanicus.

It was not his turn to take care of such things. He only had to fight.

But these heavy Chimera armored vehicles did bring new surprises to the troops. The improvised detonators set on the outer shells of the armored vehicles had amazing detection accuracy under the design of Sage Chaos.

They could well capture the traces of any anti-tank shells and rockets, and explode before they hit the armor first.

Using the new explosion to change the direction of the shells, it was difficult for them to directly hit their armor and kill the soldiers inside.

Not only that, the heart of those Chimera armored vehicles, that is, the engine, was also redesigned by Sage Chaos. While ensuring a significant increase in the weight of the single vehicle, it could also keep the vehicle at the original 150% maximum speed.

"These guys from the Mechanicus will never take out the real thing until the fire is burning." He secretly complained about the style of the Mechanicus, but Political Commissar Yarrick couldn't say much. No matter what, he was just a small political commissar.

An orc rocket hit, and the body of the Chimera that Yarick was riding in shook, but there was no perforation. It seemed that the detonators on the surface of the body had taken effect.

The heavy Chimera rushed towards the Orcs' front line in an unstoppable manner. The coaxial explosive machine gun and the heavy laser of the turret swept everything in front, and the shooting holes set in the car body provided the soldiers in the car with the opportunity to cover the sides of the car body.

In this operation, all the troops sitting in the heavy Chimera were elite veterans. They were all the ultimate ruthless people who survived the battlefield with a damn 95% death rate. Each of them could ensure that his shooting would hit the target as long as he shot.

As for the infantry following them, they had to clean up the Orcs' front line that was broken through and attract as much firepower as possible from the Orcs.

When the Orcs looked at the explosions on the armored vehicles, but there was no damage except black smoke, they just felt that the explosive rockets in their hands were not useful.

Just when they wanted to curse the poor craftsmanship of the technicians, they were crushed into pieces by the Chimera that rushed over.

The Orcs' front line was broken through one after another, and the divided and surrounded Orcs continued to collapse on the spot. Some lay still in place, and some ran around.

Yarrick leaned forward. He had transformed his left eye into a laser eye that could shoot out Hell Gun heat rays.

He stared at the orcs in front of him who were still trying to fight back and yelled: "I don't have time to capture you losers! Get out of my way! Don't block my way!"

"It's Old Dead Eye!"

"It's Old One-Eye!"

"It's Old Evil Eye!"

Tsk, why are there so many nicknames again.

The orcs saw an eye flashing with a strange red light, and it could shoot out anger that could turn an entire orc into carbon. They were so scared that they fled in all directions. The orcs behind saw the orcs fleeing in front and followed them.

"Old Dead Eye is here!" This was their biggest gain today.