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Chapter 102, Star Army! Charge!*(Please subscribe for flowers)

The Safra chemical dog's attack area is not far from the Krieg's defense area.

Before the battle could officially begin, the commander of the Safra Chemical Dogs came to the Krieg's position.

At the moment, a gang of Krieg sappers was hard at work building a defensive position.

Also, the Kriegs didn't have a good impression of the chemical dogs.

In their eyes, these guys who only know how to cheat and cheat on the battlefield are not loyal at all.

"Otherwise, I'll say, you gang of Krieg bastards will not turn their heads."

"Didn't receive a charge mission? You can't confront the enemy of the Empire as soon as possible.""

"Isn't it particularly lost, particularly...

Before the commander of the Safra chemical dog could finish talking, a trench gun was placed on the opponent's forehead.

Obviously, these Krigers are not in a good mood right now, and they have no intention of listening to "Five Three Zero" nonsense.

"Be friendly, I'm here to help you out!! 35

"I have a way to get you all into the front-line combat sequence.

When the guy said this calmly, the muzzle of the trench gun fell, and the commander Krieger was also "looking forward" to waiting for the other party's "good idea"

.

"Since Lord Samaria asked you to dig trenches... I didn't tell you how long and how far to dig."

"See here? The city's main sewer system, my regiment mission is more troublesome, so I may need some people to attract the attention of those orcs."

The commander of the Safra chemical dog took out a slightly old data board and pointed it to Commander Krieg.

"If your trenches can be dug up here, I can assure you that you will get a battle full of honor!"

The world is so perfect for the chemical dogs, they really want to live here if they can.

And, no one here is obsessed with their past culpability.

If possible, they could even turn around in this world as trash.

After all, if you can live a good life, who wants to pick up garbage from the garbage heap all day long.

"Yes. 35

After a long silence, Commander Krieger nodded slowly to the Commander of Chemical Dog.

From birth, the Kriegs were always ready to give their lives for the Emperor.

But they also knew that the Emperor's currency should not be wasted indiscriminately.

They will dodge the charge on the battlefield, but they will not take the initiative to hit the gun in order to die.

Although Samaritan's order made them somewhat dissatisfied.

However, if the command was from the Lord's will, they would also obey it unconditionally.

Now there is an opportunity that does not violate the order, but also allows them to obtain honor, and they will definitely not refuse.

When the Commander of the Safra Chemical Dog heard Commander Krieger's words, the ugly face under the mask couldn't help but smile.

Perhaps for many astral armies, fighting with the Kriegs is quite a torment.

But for the scumbags like them. . . Krieg? Dying too fast? Dying too much?

Have a dime relationship with me?

On the other side, inside the frontline headquarters.

"The prophecies of the psionicists are over, and the order to attack can be started! 35

A think tank of the Blood Ravens Chapter slowly walked into the headquarters, came to Samaria, and said very firmly.

To be honest, this battle can actually be said to be over at the moment when the psionicist made the prophecy.

You know, in this world, all the guys made by Lin Te are blessed by Lin Te's psychic power.

This isn't something that Warhammer's old bacon throws a shard occasionally and picks two gods to compare.

It is an exaggeration to say that in this world, all the hundreds of thousands of astral armies are chosen by gods.

Not to mention their Space Marines.

The Waaaagh! stance that such a tribe of orcs with less than 100,000 can produce cannot affect their psionicist prophecy at all.

Just imagine, a bunch of greenskins, who are not too smart at all, are going to fight directly with the director team who have prepared the script.

How the result can be imagined.

"This battle is about the image of the Empire in the eyes of the natives. Tell the Kriegs and give me some restraint."

Samaria nodded when she heard the words, and immediately began to give orders to the ministries. After everything was done, she thought of the Krigers again, and she couldn't help reminding her somewhat complicated opponent.

After Samaritan's orders were communicated to the regiments, the war officially began.

On the frontal battlefield, nearly 1,000 Chimeras brought 10,000 astral troops and tens of thousands of local human soldiers.

Under the cover of the shelling of countless petrified lizards and ground-shaking cannons, they directly pressed the main position of the orcs with the momentum of thunder.  …

On the other hand, after the human and the orcs formally fought on the frontal battlefield, the Safra chemical dogs also began their mission.

However, due to the advance of Samaritan's order, the Krigers have not yet completed the formation of the defense line in the predetermined area.

Commander Krieger was a little tangled and ordered his soldiers to directly establish a set of temporary defensive positions that looked very perfunctory in the predetermined area.

Obviously, this orc tribe did not realize that the opponent they faced this time was different from the unreliable native humans they faced before.

Under the pouring of those heavy bombs on the Chimera, the orc boss of this tribe soon realized the problem.

The orc vehicles that looked like they were ripped up were also ordered to charge.

Thousands of Orc Boys turned into spores in the first fire.

Fortunately, this operation did not directly destroy the city.

The artillery on the side of the Astral Army also did not extend the artillery fire into this small city.

Street fighting is undoubtedly the biggest battlefield of all attacking troops.

However, Armageddon's nearly 1,000 Chimeras gave all the Astral Army considerable confidence.

Heavy bombs, lasers, and even heavy artillery stopped attacking, and the city was reduced to rubble by the fierce firefights between the Orcs and the Astral Army.

On the battlefield, the armored units of the Astral 0.0 Army were smashed into the center of the small town.

Inside the rear headquarters.

"It's hard to imagine... This scene makes me feel like I'm back in World War I."

General Ross looked at the picture returned from the surveillance and muttered with a complicated expression.

To be honest, General Ross wants to come, an empire with the ability to fight across the galaxy.

Some more advanced tactics should be used. Or simply rely on advanced equipment to crush the enemy.

. .

Instead of what he saw now, with heavy artillery washing the ground, and armored troops charging with infantry?

What's the difference between this and their federal war?

definitely. . . He had seen more retro cavalry charge before.

"The great psionicist has made a prophecy, and all the actions of the orcs on the other side are clear to my people."

Lin Te pouted and expressed his dissatisfaction.