Orc Tyrant

When the two Ouke engines entered the labyrinth of the refinery area, the dirty car tanks suspended their long-range bombardment out of consideration to avoid accidentally injuring friendly forces.

The entire area is a mess of silo that has exploded, broken pipes, and cracked cooling towers.

Thick smoke and reverberations shuttled through the air. The previous battles had turned this place into a place of death. The ground was full of rugged bumps of gravel and deep craters.

"Walking unsteadily!"

"Then reduce the speed!

Aghem moved his hips forward, and he could feel the huge body of the Mao brother stepping across the war-torn zone. Before, he had seen those engines that run too fast on dangerous terrain finally broke through their own traction. Scary story of limitations.

Their haste took themselves away from the controllable limit of the gyroscope and inertial damper, and eventually overturned, as funny as a fallen Scrooge.

No one wants to encounter this situation on the battlefield.

They were passing through the dark fume, which washed the entire cockpit from head to toe, and Agum could hear the metal breaking and explosion somewhere in front.

"Stay steady."

Another step, another step, Wabuyi was searching with all his might, but could only read the ruins and the shell of the building.

"Where did it go?"

Broken Mouth was puzzled.

"It hasn't escaped yet, idiot."

Aghem's eyes were constantly switching between the telescope and the Oubuyi.

"We have found its traces, and it must still be here."

"Then we should see it."

The idea of ​​broken mouth blurted out.

But Aghem knew that what they had to face was a hunter, a stalker, a dormant beast.

Of course we can't see it, this is precisely because of its trick.

Agum couldn't help thinking of the spider he had encountered in the dark underground, that kind of giant arthropod, who had enough patience to wait for its prey, and then killed him with a single blow.

It must be hidden in a bunker, in the ruins, and then launched a surprise attack from close range.

"Stay steady."

Da Jiba spoke again.

"Reduce the speed to one tenth, rotate the waist and track the target, moving, and keep the weapon active."

General Mao's upper body began to turn slowly: to the left, to the right, back to the left, back to the right.

"It's nothing."

The broken mouth could not help complaining:

"We are lost."

"No, not yet, you are jumping around."

Aghem cursed back, and then he said nothing. He was patiently inspecting every piece of land in front of him.

A burning stone silo 20 meters to the left, a spinning roof hut 50 meters away from starboard, a group of warehouses destroyed by fire in front...

"Stay steady."

He could feel that Warlord Mao slipped another foot. The idiot Dwarf must have followed the instructions. As expected, none of his idiots were reliable.

Da Jiba's breathing and heartbeat have dropped, and they are approaching the tipping point that can make everyone crazy, he can feel it.

He checked the reloading and voltage of the weapon system again, and adjusted them to the combat mode. The farts have been frantically busy, although most of them are busy, but at least they can still operate the weapon system well-currently they are.

Another step, then another step.

"Are there suspicious active pulses, head?"

Even the dwarf in the engine compartment couldn't help it.

"not yet."

Broken Mouth took the conversation wittily.

"Except for the guy who was beaten to death, what do we do now—"

"I thought about it and decided it was me."

In this regard, Aghem was not happy.

"If you want to be a fool, please, head."

The dwarf guy couldn't stop speaking, and Aghem really wanted to weld his stinky mouth with burning.

"But if you're happy, let them know that we are right to be fooling around here, otherwise the overlord can't explain it."

"You are like a picky fart bartender, dwarf."

Broken Mouth never missed the opportunity to sarcasm Aghem.

"The 3-4-3 position, the distance is seventy meters."

Suddenly, Aghem stopped quarreling with them and reported a series of inexplicable numbers, and his voice was very low.

"I thought it was a hot signal."

"I haven't seen any target!"

Broken Mouth immediately pressed his face to the periscope.

"I saw it, ready to fire!"

Under the intimidation of the tyrant, the broken mouth immediately activated the firing system, and the farts began to run more frequently, first with the creak of gears, then the click of metal bending under force, and finally the steam rushing. The puff puff puff, the whole Mao brother warlord seems to be alive all of a sudden.

Boom~!

Brother Mao released his rage from the deadly gun on his right arm, and the strong tremor was transmitted to Agom's heart through the chair, which was extremely exciting.

Then, it was what Agom had been looking forward to for a long time.

The artillery fire brought down the ruins of a silo, and then from the raging flames a bright black painting machine that looked like a bird was frightened.

It has six legs and looks like a huge mechanical spider, with azure blue sparks vomiting from the spouts at the roots of six arthropods.

"See it!"

Shattered Mouth shouted excitedly.

"The rocket is aiming!"

"It's over!"

The weapon hand on the upper deck issued a confirmation.

"Ten volleys!"

The giant rocket spurted out from the carapace. When the real projectile slammed out of the chamber, they could feel the bumps in the cockpit, and heard the rubbing sound of the **** busy pushing the new rocket into the bomb nest.

This is an overkill. Generally, Agomu will stop after three shots, but he has always been a conservative and cautious one.

The first three rockets hit the back of the enemy Titan, but were blocked by the energy shield, and the entire torso was engulfed by the erupting flames.

The fourth and fifth one flew to the paralyzed Brother Mao when it turned and moved at high speed, exploding its already miserable body even more to pieces.

Other rockets that lost their targets smashed a silage tower.

Seeing the rocket hit, the dwarf and the broken mouth cheered, and the fart spirits danced.

"Watch your posts!"

Agom yelled through the microphone, the enemy has not been wiped out, and even the skin hasn't been wiped.

In the whistling sound of the plasma nozzles, the dark hexapod Titans suddenly rose from the ground, like insects floating on the water, skimming the frontal coverage area of ​​the Mao Ge warlord’s weapons at an incredible speed, and then turned away from them. In the silo on the left, the oily color of the outer shell is like a colorful elytra with purple light shining from a unicorn.

A full-automatic salvo from the enemy's weapon arms made Aghem's car tremble, and its shield was absorbing the violent impact.

"Steer! Steer!"

Agom roared hoarse, the shield was fading at the speed of water, and it won't be long before they have to face the enemy's firepower naked.

When the warlord Mao turned hard, the six-legged Titans still came straight to them...

One hundred meters, fifty meters, and continue to shoot.

"Prepare for melee!"

Agom calmly issued an order.

"Melee weapons activated!"

Shattered Mouth opened the iron tongs and rotating cutters of Mao Ge's arms in the shout.

"But I don't think I will use it."

Later, the guy added another sentence.

"You talk again, I will hit you on the rocket!"

Aghem's reply was almost screaming.

The enemy fired the main cannon again at close range. The first three shots directly overwhelmed Aghem's shield and penetrated, and the last shot shredded their armor like a scalpel.

The cockpit was surrounded by fire in a violent explosion. .

"Fire! Fire!"

Being licked by the oncoming tongue of fire, Da Jiba immediately retracted into his control lever.

At this time, he was thinking, how nice it would be if he drove Brother Mao King Kong!