Durin's Diary

Chapter 648 Method
I said it before, the green-skinned orcs created by the European Yankees in the Western Continent and their stupid relatives in America are really amazing.

Eleven looked at the war overlord in the photo and cursed.

If the Greenskin Orcs can still be seen as peaceful creatures, artificial creatures used to transform harsh environments, and the Greenskin Warmaster Commanders, Shamans, and Warlocks can still be considered mutants among the Greenskin Orcs, then the War Overlord is the purest weapon of war.

It was four meters tall and huge. The druid shot it with his musket, and the bullet sank into its muscles and then was squeezed out.

The European Union and their relatives in your world are so crazy, is there no one to do anything about it?

Looking at the four-meter-tall giant green creature in the photo, Daju no longer had the desire to complain.

In Daju's opinion, it is impossible for this kind of muscles, this kind of bones, and this kind of height to mutate, because without genetic modulation, it is impossible for the gravity conditions to allow the green-skinned orcs to mutate into this appearance - there is only one possibility, that it was born like this.

So, who made it born like this? It must be their mother, bah, the scientists of this world.

It is known that Director Sun of Dongtu has opposed it many times, but the EU still goes its own way. Du Lin thinks these people really deserve to die.

Compared to them, human traffickers are nothing. These biological weapons makers may have initially just wanted to win the war, but what they are doing is really striding towards the extinction of civilization.

To be honest, Eleven, do you in southern Thailand have an irreconcilable hatred with the European Union? Why are they targeting you like this?

Du Lin always had doubts in his mind, because if there was no hatred, the EU really had no need to experiment with such dangerous things on this planet, and they were relatives of the Americas, so who else would they have to deal with?

·This... is hard to say. People who are not of our race must have different hearts, but we really did not make small leather boots with Indian scalps like their North American relatives.

Fuck, awesome.

Du Lin and Da Ju spoke in unison, which was a rare occurrence. Du Lin had never heard of such an operation. For an old assassin like him, killing people was not the right path to success. Killing without burying the person was beyond his bottom line.

Putting aside the heavy-handed operations of the EU and their North American relatives, Du Lin was only thinking about how to deal with this guy - anti-tank guns probably wouldn't work. For a giant target of four meters, Du Lin really had no idea whether an anti-tank gun with only a 20mm caliber could break the skin and muscles of this war overlord.

There is no way. There are many rumors about the war overlord in this world, and none of them says that he is easy to deal with.

The most talked about thing is that after the bullets from a breech-loading rifle are fired, they will be squeezed out by the muscles of the war overlord.

Daju counted once and said that this was beyond the scope of life, so he decided to use a cannon.

Use a cannon if you want. Du Lin has a cannon next to him now. It uses a 75-caliber, 50-caliber barrel. In order to make it lie flat, he adjusted the center of gravity and added counterweights. It was difficult to make it stand up.

However, the artillery crew was still very worried because they had not used this gun for a long time, and Dulin did not have special tungsten core armor-piercing bullets. This gun was newly made by Dulin after melting old guns, which could only be said to be waste recycling.

So Du Lin reassured them: "Don't worry, just fire one shot. If it hits, it's no loss. If it misses, it's fine too. We don't expect to kill it with just one shot anyway. The most important thing is to test whether this guy really has the crisis perception as rumored."

If it dodges as soon as the cannon fires, then Du Lin will need to think of another way to assassinate it.

If it didn't react after the cannon fired, or even couldn't respond in time after the second shot was fired, then Du Lin could easily think of a hundred ways for it to die.

Whether you can die is one thing, but whether you want to die is another.

The giant greenskin in front of him was already staring at Durin from a distance. Durin nodded, and the gun crew pulled the trigger.

The shell was then fired, and under the gaze of Durin's Eagle Eye technique, the shell flew towards the giant greenskin.

Then, it stopped when it was about twenty centimeters in front of it.

Psionic shield, awesome.

Du Lin, who had only seen this ability in his own Yu Xianzhe in his previous life, said that there was really no need to fight.

But there was also good news. When the second shell flew over, the giant greenskin even tried to chop the shell with the giant sword in his hand.

He succeeded, but also failed.

Because the first shot was a steel core armor-piercing bullet, and the second shot was a shrapnel bullet.

The giant greenskin did manage to chop the cannonball with his greatsword, but the impact of the cannonball chopped off his head, face, and most of his body.

The people of Durin watched as his face was covered in blood, but as expected, this type of wound quickly stopped bleeding.

However, this giant greenskin did not seem to be having an easy time. He retreated into the shield formation under the cover of other greenskins.

Durin stopped the artillery crew from continuing the attack and instead looked at Count Plintur, who was appointed by Chief Dalin.

The latter looked curious: "Why don't you continue to attack, sir?"

"Our artillery has difficulty firing at a distance of two thousand meters, and we have already found his weakness." Du Lin replied - the psychic shield can indeed block bullets and artillery shells. For example, the bullets of old-fashioned guns are usually ten millimeter or twelve millimeter lead bullets, which are large, but there is only one shot.

Or like a hard-core armor-piercing bullet, it is larger in size and can penetrate the psychic shield, but ultimately cannot achieve a complete breakthrough.

There were at least a hundred shotgun pellets that had just sprayed all over his head and face, which proved that his shield was unable to handle such a large number of shotgun pellets at the same time - this also proved that his psychic shield was not a true psychic shield, but could only be considered a monkey version at best.

Or simply a force field shield.

Although the shotgun shells were not lethal enough, they could certainly spray blood all over his face. If the muscles of this war overlord could not squeeze out all the shotgun shells, Du Lin felt that this guy would definitely suffer.

"His shield couldn't handle a large number of shotgun shells at the same time. So, he was able to block the armor-piercing rounds just now, but couldn't stop the shrapnel. I'm not sure if he's dead or not, but as long as he can't deal with the shotgun shells that penetrated his body, I don't think he'll have the courage to appear on the city wall again."

At least, he didn't dare get so close.

The Earl thought about it, then nodded in agreement. He believed that Lord Durin would not lie. "It's a pity that the shot is too small. It may not be able to really kill him."

"It's okay, I can customize ammunition for him." Since this war overlord couldn't handle a large number of shotgun shells at the same time, it also meant that he couldn't handle a similar number of larger 'shotgun shells' at the same time - for example, arrow bullets.

All Dulin had to do was take out his shotgun, the Saiga-12, a bullpup, with a large magazine, and use a large number of arrows to overload the war overlord's psychic shield, and then Dulin and others would have enough chances to kill this big guy.

(End of this chapter)