I summoned the Fourth Scourge in Warhammer

Chapter 104 Heavy Reliance on Tactical Nuclear Weapons
Seeing that he had successfully destroyed one of the shrimps' heavy firepower positions, a ferocious smile appeared on the red-eyed man's face. He was satisfied with the result, but still turned to the pig feeder beside him and roared, "Good, tell the boys to quickly dismantle that piece of junk, move it to a place further to the left, and then reassemble it!"

A young man standing nearby, responsible for relaying the order, stared wide-eyed, looking puzzled: "Hey, boss, what does this mean?"

"Snapped!"

Red Eyes slapped the kid across the face, sending him spinning twice and knocking out several teeth.

"Just do it, damn it!" Red Eyes roared impatiently. "Stop talking nonsense!"

Under the absolute intimidation of their leader, the pig feeders and veterinarians dared not slack off in the slightest. They immediately directed a group of green-skinned lads to frantically dismantle the Skull launchers. Carrying the heavy parts, they huffed and puffed as they moved them to the back of a sand dune a few hundred meters away on the left flank. Just as they began to reassemble them with clanging and banging, a sharp whistling sound descended from the sky.

A dozen shells landed precisely where they had been, the violent explosions sending up towering columns of sand and flames. However, because they had already retreated, this barrage had no effect other than turning a few unfortunate bastards into green sap.

The boys around them were all dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed at their leader: "Boss, how did you know that shrimp's shells were coming?"

"Hmph hmph hmph..." Red Eyes puffed out his chest smugly, patting his thick breastplate with his huge metal gauntlet. "Otherwise, how could I be your boss?"

At this, the surrounding green-skinned boys erupted in cheers, raising their weapons and using every conceivable word they could muster to praise their leader:
"Our leader is wise and mighty!"

"Our leader is unparalleled!"

"Boss, you're incredibly insightful!"

Red-Eye smugly enjoyed the boys' flattery for a while, but soon realized there was no more movement around him. He glared at them and said, "Go on! Is this all the words you can use to describe your boss?"

Although the red-eyed aura terrified the boys, making them tremble with fear, their limited literacy meant they couldn't come up with any new words to praise their great leader.

In the midst of this awkward silence, the chilling whistling of artillery shells rang out once again.

After an even more deafening explosion, the area where the delivery units were just beginning to be reassembled was completely engulfed in flames. The newly assembled delivery units, the veterinarians in charge of directing the work, and the hardworking green-skinned boys were instantly reduced to dust, leaving not a single decent piece of remains.

“Ouch——!!!”

Red Eyes was truly enraged now. He trembled with rage, the veins in his neck bulging, and he roared furiously at the sky, "Why did the shrimp's shells come so fast!"

The surrounding boys huddled together in fear, none daring to utter a sound. At times like this, it was best to remain completely silent, otherwise the boss's wrath might be unleashed upon them. Redeye, of course, was unaware that the humans had already mapped out the entire area ahead, drawing up firing data tables. With coordinates, the artillery positions could conduct precise bombardment in a very short time. As for where the coordinates came from… well, there were many more forward reconnaissance posts than just the one or two that had been taken down; many more hidden reconnaissance posts hadn't fired a single shot, calmly reporting the Greenskins' every move to the rear.

After his initial anger subsided, Red Eyes gradually calmed down. Regardless of how the humans destroyed his delivery system, the facts had proven that he was no match for them in the "playing with cannons" game. In this round of tactical exchange, humanity had once again gained the upper hand.

"Get the pig-riding bastards ready!" Red Eyes ordered. "The pig feeder and veterinarian will give them some 'big guns,' I'll personally lead the team and crush these shrimps who only know how to play with cannons!"

Behind the green-skinned front, the earth began to tremble rhythmically. The dinosaurs Skug, moving like small hills, were driven forward, riding on their rudimentary combat platforms crowded with green-skinned lads wielding machetes.

The veterinarians chuckled and pulled enormous syringes filled with [a powerful drug] from their metal boxes. Ignoring the boys' struggles and screams, they roughly injected the strangely bubbling liquid into their muscles. The effects were immediate; the injected boys' eyes turned bloodshot, veins bulged, and they roared in a mixture of pain and rage, their bodies seemingly growing larger.

The forward observation post immediately relayed this crucial intelligence back to command. On the holographic sandbox, several huge red threat icons began to slowly move towards the player's defensive line.

The atmosphere in the command post suddenly became tense, but JK's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected it all. He simply spoke into the communicator, issuing the order in his usual calm tone: "Get the heavy explosive shells and automatic cannons ready."

Behind the simple command were anti-armor firepower units already deployed. The weapon platforms hidden on the reverse slope of the sand dunes had finally met their target.

After giving the order, he turned to Li Yongsi beside him and said, "Go and get that tactical nuclear bomb. If that green-skinned leader on the other side tries to rush straight to our command post, detonate it."

"...It feels like, with our methods, tactical nuclear weapons have become some kind of conventional weapon," Li Yongsi couldn't help but mutter. He shook his head, but without any hesitation, turned and quickly left the command post.

JK's plan was simple. He had reason to believe that after the conventional charge was thwarted, the Orc leader, who was extremely confident in his strength, would likely adopt a "decapitation tactic," using his powerful individual strength to directly attack the players' command center and attempt to paralyze the entire defense line.

If things really develop to that point, then things will be simpler.

JK would not hesitate to detonate this tactical nuclear bomb with a yield of 10,000 tons of TNT, wiping the entire command center and that green-skinned leader off the planet.

In this situation, most players with lower-level command nodes can still respawn near their squad leader, platoon leader, or company commander. The command system may experience temporary chaos, but thanks to the players' autonomy and the pre-established hierarchical command chains, the defenses will not collapse instantly.

But the green-skinned ones are different.

JK believes that losing a leader would be a far greater blow to the morale of the entire Greenskin tribe than a player losing a commander. The core of a WAAAGH! is the war leader; if that leader were instantly vaporized by some force, the entire Greenskin tribe would likely immediately descend into collapse and internal strife.

(End of this chapter)