I am a green-skinned master

"waaaaaagh!!!"

The massacre officially began, and every planetary guard position attacked by these ruthless boys fell into panic.

The terrifying waaagh sound and the scream of the rocket fell from the sky and smashed into the line of the planetary guard. After landing, the ruthless boy waved his double swords and chopped everything around him into pieces in just a few seconds.

The planetary guards who reacted picked up their weapons and attacked these ruthless guys, but these ruthless guys reacted very quickly. As soon as they were targeted by the laser guns, they activated the rocket backpacks on their backs to dodge.

Ordinary heavy firepower can hardly hit them, and even if lasers hit them, they are not enough to penetrate the armor of the fierce boy.

The mobility, defense, and fighting enthusiasm of these tough guys completely crushed the planetary guards. Often, a few of them could massacre the entire position of the planetary guards and kill hundreds of people.

This crushing situation was more obvious in the area defended by the militia. The militia's fighting will was much worse than that of the planetary guards. After the tough guy rushed in, most of the militia collapsed directly.

The ruthless boys are like lions, slaughtering sheep like human militiamen. In the eyes of ordinary civilians, they are monsters, butchers, beasts, and unstoppable existences.

Soon, the destruction and massacre they caused reached Chuck's headquarters. This reminded Chuck of the seriously injured officer who had just reported the news. At that time, he really didn't care and just asked his men to arrange for him to go down and recuperate...

"What's going on! You can't handle hundreds of orcs? Are they hundreds of Astartes?" This time Chuck couldn't bear it anymore, and he vented his anger on his men.

Everyone in the command room had long been accustomed to his character. All the officers felt guilty that tens of thousands of planetary guards and millions of human militiamen could not immediately eliminate a few hundred greenskins.

"Send out the armored troops. I don't believe that flesh and blood can resist steel. These greenskins can withstand Leman Russ's tank guns with their bodies!" After venting his anger, Chuck gave the order with a little tiredness.

The heavy gate with the double-headed eagle logo painted on it slowly rose up, and the gate of the headquarters fortress opened. One after another, Leman Russ tanks drove out in a forward formation.

The armored men were full of confidence, as were the soldiers who accompanied them, for they were told that their enemies were just some big orcs that were dropped by orc planes and were wreaking havoc everywhere.

Even if according to the above intelligence, their combat effectiveness is very strong and they have defeated many planetary guard soldiers. However, they are different. They are a proud and powerful armored division.

As long as they keep moving forward, any orc who dares to block them will be crushed under their tracks.

The armored divisions dispersed and fought against the ruthless guys who were obsessed with slaughter. In the confrontation between flesh and armor, the Leman Russ tank lived up to its classic name and performance. When almost all the equipment of the planetary guards was ineffective, the Leman Russ became the last bulwark of mankind.

Being directly hit by a tank gun will indeed cause great damage to the tough guy, mainly because it is difficult to aim. However, tanks never fight alone, and infantry-tank coordination is a basic combat quality.

The armored division infantry cooperating with the Leman Russ will use various barrage firepower to suppress the tough guy, restrict his movements, and then use the Leman Russ tanks' salvos to cause damage to him.

The attacked tough guys are not pushovers either. They are already high and can still use the big axes in their hands to help the Leman Russ tanks open cans. In addition, with the bomb weapons they carry with them, they will suffer heavy casualties when destroying the tough guy armored division.

Even though these tough guys are few in number, they still embody the true value of a green-skinned big guy. They can resist shells with their bodies and tear armor apart with their bare hands. Any ordinary weapon can cause a bloody storm in their hands.

The fierce battle lasted all day, and the intensity of the battle subsided a little on the second night.

The armored division lost 300 Leman Russ tanks, and the casualties reached about 4,000. This does not include the casualties of the planetary guards, militia, and civilians. Compared with the armored division, their losses were huge and difficult to count. That was the real heavy casualties, and the blood flowed like a river.

When Chuck saw the casualty report, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked. How could these orcs be so strong!

Of course they are so strong, the big guys who follow the boss are the strongest and most powerful.

Outside the gate of the central command center, twenty Leman Russ tanks formed the first line of defense. They were blocking the last and most powerful group of orcs.

Dozens of rockets streaked across the sky and smashed into the first line of defense like rockets.

The solid position was shattered like tofu. The taller Iron Claw kicked over a tank with one foot, and the Power Claw tore it into scrap metal with a casual grab.

Chapter 83 Big Waaagh

Tiezhua had many wounds on his body. He had a great time fighting along the way. He was surrounded by enemies and it felt great to kill everyone.

Now he finally had to face his main course. He just hoped that the boss of Xiami was not a coward and ran away early.

Several tank guns were aimed at him while Iron Claw was thinking. With Iron Claw's reaction, he could dodge, or use the wreckage of the Leman Russ tank nearby as a cover to simply block the direct fire of the tank guns.

But he did nothing, instead he stood even straighter.

"Fire!" The tank commanders in every tank roared in unison. This group of orcs was too terrifying. Only by killing them completely could the fear in everyone's heart be calmed.

In the observation mirror, shell after shell hit Iron Claw hard. When the first shell hit him, his body tilted. As more and more shells hit him, the smoke from the explosion covered Iron Claw.

It seemed that they were too scared. After each tank hit the target once, it fired a second round, and a third round...

No one remembered how many rounds were fired, and all the Leman Russ tank commanders felt that it was impossible for anyone to survive after being hit by so many shells, so they ordered the turrets to turn to attack other targets.

Suddenly, something broke through the smoke caused by the explosion and hit the nearest tank with a sound of breaking through the air. The solid tank armor was split like butter. The ammunition that exploded blew away the tank turret, and thick black smoke rose from the wreckage of the tank.

Iron Claw walked out of the smoke and lowered the claws that were blocking his head. The blood flowing from his forehead slid down his eye sockets, and the red blood and eyes made it difficult to distinguish between them.

"Good, this is very good, this is like fighting, this is like war, this is waaagh!!"

The monster's iron claws suddenly charged forward and turned into an unstoppable beast, dashing into the armored group in front of it.

As the boss of all the greenskins on Oronia III and the emotional fulcrum of all the greenskins, his fighting spirit was ignited to the highest level.

With him as the center, on the right wing of the southern continent of the planet, the main force of the planetary guard, surrounded by large numbers of wild orcs armed with cold weapons, was the first to feel the changes in the greenskins fighting them.

The orcs who could be knocked down by a volley of bullets could now charge several dozen meters after being hit by laser guns. The speed and power of the greenskins' charge were even greater, and the deafening waaagh sound completely drowned out all the sounds on the battlefield.

Despite the lack of hot weapons, the orcs were able to seize human equipment and use Skug war beasts instead of mounts and tanks. Some psychic boys also began to awaken under the stimulation of waaagh energy.

The psychic boy who had no talent to control this violent energy felt his head hurting more and more, and finally it exploded with a bang. The talented psychic boy released this energy towards the human position in time, and the green psychic lightning blew the humans into pieces.

Even though the Banshee's bombing support in the sky never stopped, the greenskins on the ground seemed to be created by magic and could not be completely blown away.

Humans cannot see the waaagh force field, but every greenskin, even the stupid snotty ones, can see it. There is a thick green fog above the entire battlefield, as if a big orc's face is roaring and snarling.

The defense line was breached, countless greenskins broke through the Galaxy Guard's defense line, and their armored divisions and infantry divisions were torn to pieces.

After several days of fighting, the guards were already very tired. The orcs' energy seemed endless. They kept charging, attacking, and dying, enjoying the process. Humans couldn't do that.

In the sky, the pilot of a Banshee overlooked the entire battlefield, which was filled with explosions, blood, and fierce fighting. Some of the galaxy guards were still holding on, but they couldn't hold on for much longer...

In the rain forest in the distance, the greenskins were constantly attracted into the battlefield as if they were iron filings attracted by a magnet. There was no hope.

"The Southern Legion of the Planetary Guard is finished..." the pilot muttered sadly to himself on the communication channel.

Underground that the driver cannot see, in the ground that is infiltrated by the greenskin blood, because of the active waaagh force field, greenskin spores are rapidly taking root and sprouting.

Gold Fang, the left wing of the continent, brought his sneaky boys to plunder treasures and destroy cities, leaving Iron Claws for his boys to spread across the entire left continent.

The orc boss can control the behavior of his subordinates to a certain extent, but he cannot enforce discipline like humans do. The orc boys will be controlled by their own instincts when they are out of the boss's sight.

They would rob, kill, fight, and fight each other. The only thing that could mobilize them and make them flow in one direction was the waaagh.

Gold Fang didn't care much about the other greenskins, and only kept about 100,000 of the most obedient and elite guys around him. Just like his name, he was very greedy. Every time he robbed a place, he would take the train station as the center and search for all kinds of spoils.

During this time, he had collected so many goodies that every train that was transported to the underground was packed with them. Even so, Gold Tooth was often dissatisfied and he asked the technical guys to build bigger trains, bigger cargo boxes, and bigger rails.

This is a big project, and the technical guys are not happy to do such a thing, but Gold Teeth has given too many teeth, so more and more heavy trains with green characteristics are running between cities.

Jinya was already imagining how to use all the loot to create new equipment. Should he upgrade the sneaky guys? Or make some killing cans? Oh, and by the way, Iron Claw's Dafu Air Force is pretty good.

Can I follow suit? A technical master once gave Jin Ya a blueprint of a helicopter equipped with a machine gun and a chainsaw, and the size was just right for a fart spirit to drive.

Suddenly, an emotion interrupted Gold Fang's fantasy. He suddenly stood up on Squig's back and looked towards the north.

An impulse in his blood rose from his heart, violent emotions were increasing, and the desire for war, killing, and waaagh was affecting Jin Ya's emotions uncontrollably.

At the same time, all the greenskins on the Left Wing Continent felt the same emotion as Gold Fang.

They all put down what they were doing, stopped the bloody chopping and smoking guns, and let the shrimps in front of them flee.

There is no point in bullying such weak shrimps. There is a bigger and more exciting fight in the north calling for them.

The main force of the greenskins took action and began to rush towards Capello.

At this time, on the defensive line formed by Leman Russ tanks, the huge body of Iron Claw fell from the sky and stepped heavily on a Leman Russ tank, easily turning it into scrap metal.

Chapter 84 Skull Hunting

This was already the fifth Leman Russ tank that had been crushed by the Iron Claws. The planetary guards despairingly discovered that the armored corps they were so proud of was as fragile as paper in front of an orc boss.

It’s not that they didn’t try hard. They had already tried their best as mortals to stop the war weapons created by the ancient saints.

On the high tower of the headquarters, Chuck stood in front of the glass window and looked down at the battle outside the headquarters gate.

At first he was very angry. Why couldn't he stop just a few dozen greenskins after sending so many troops? Later, after seeing the performance of Iron Claw and his tough guys, he gradually calmed down and sent more troops to the front line to stop the greenskins.

This time he tried really hard. He tried to deploy the army, tried to extract opinions, and tried to use all his means to stop the greenskins' advance, but... why did he still fail.

Most of the troops dispatched had suffered more than half their casualties, and many of these troops had turned into broken corpses and burning debris piled up at the gate.

Chuck had a feeling that no matter how many troops he sent out, they could only buy time but could not really kill the biggest monster in front of the orcs.

The main gun of the Leman Russ tank was useless when it hit the monster except for causing explosions and smoke. It seemed that something was protecting the monster and blocking the shells.

As the protagonist of the battlefield, Tiezhua felt that the more he fought, the stronger he became. No matter how many enemies there were, they were no match for him. Xiami's "flashlights", missiles, artillery, and bombs could not knock him down.

It's a bit boring to keep fighting like this.

"Leave some tanks to cover the rear, let the troops in front of the gate withdraw, close the gate, and build a defense based on the gate." Unwilling to throw any more manpower into the meat grinder at the gate, Chuck finally gave the order that the frontline soldiers had been waiting for for a long time.

The headquarters' fortress was built according to planetary standards, with one-third of the structure above ground and two-thirds underground. It was designed to be able to withstand two nuclear bombs while still maintaining 7% of its main structure.

The gate of the base fortress is the key point of defense. The two turrets on both sides of the gate have a caliber that is one-third larger than the main gun of the Leman Russ. In addition, there are melta, plasma, and turrets. There are rows of shooting holes on the wall. The gate is made of adamantium and is almost indestructible. In theory, if the enemy does not have heavy firepower, the defenders can hold the gate of the fortress until they die of old age.

Iron Claw discovered that the shrimps he was fighting were retreating, and the shrimps' chariots, tanks, and soldiers fleeing in the distance were fleeing into the fortress's gate.

"Want to escape?" Iron Claw, who had been immersed in fighting and killing for too long, suddenly remembered his purpose. He came here to hunt skulls.

His rocket pack had been damaged in the previous battle, and if the gate with a double-headed eagle engraved on it fell, it would be difficult for him to get through.

Climbing along the wall slowly under all kinds of firepower? This is too uncool.

Picking up his own killing axe, Iron Claw tightened his leg muscles and ran. It seemed that the killing axe had become smaller and lighter. He would change to a heavier warhammer next time.

The retreating planetary guards were chasing after them with their iron claws in fear, and they also sped up desperately to escape from this horrible monster.

However, their speed was too slow, and in order to avoid being trampled to death by Iron Claw, many soldiers moved aside. Iron Claw was not interested in killing them, his goal was to rush through before the gate closed.

The guards at the gate widened their eyes. They also noticed Iron Claw's intention. With Iron Claw's speed, he could definitely break through the gate before the withdrawn planetary guards entered.

The guard was very hesitant about whether to close the gate immediately and lock the remaining planetary guards and green monsters outside.

"Close the gate, now!" Fortunately, Chuck's order was conveyed in time.

The planetary guards who had not entered the gate watched the heavy platinum gate slowly fall before their eyes, and everyone had a look of despair on their faces.

A green light flashed across their sight. Just as the gate was about to fall, a huge figure held the gate with his shoulder. It was Iron Claw! He accelerated again, almost like teleporting, and caught up with the gate before it closed.

With a roar, Iron Claw pushed the gate upwards, and when the gate was suspended in the air, he calmly walked into the fortress.

Iron Claw stood alone inside the command center, facing the tens of thousands of human defenders inside. It was not Iron Claw who was afraid, but every human inside.

Chuck's calm face finally distorted, and a fear he had never experienced before rose from his heart.

Why is such a terrifying thing described as a stupid barbarian in the Empire's propaganda! Such aliens are simply not something that ordinary human armies can contend with!

"Let's go to the basement and deploy troops and firepower points on every floor. For the sake of the empire, we must defend Capello!" In order to prevent others from seeing his fear and thus causing a collapse in morale, Chuck didn't dare to look at Iron Claw again. He strode towards the elevator leading to the basement.

The elevator was descending very fast, and so was Chuck's hope. He had to hold on for one more day, and as long as he could hold on for one more day, his mission in this life would be accomplished.

Hiding in the sturdy underground fortress, Chuck listened to the news of layer after layer of defense being breached, and his heart calmed down again.

Finally, he issued his last order as General of the Planetary Guard.

"Order all the Capello defenders to stop supporting the headquarters and hold their positions. In order to protect their families, they must fight to the last moment. The Empire will always remember their sacrifice."

With a loud bang, the wall in front of Chuck was knocked open, and Iron Claw, covered in mud, wounds and blood, rushed in. He walked in front of Chuck and looked down at him.

The huge size difference between the two makes Chuck seem like a mouse at Iron Claw's feet.

"I think you should be the leader of these shrimps. I finally found you by following the shrimps that resisted the most fiercely." Iron Claw said in Orc language.

Chuck heard the huge monster in front of him making a terrifying roar. The courage he had mustered began to slip away, and his legs couldn't help but tremble.

"You are too young and too weak... Never mind, you are just a transitional product anyway."

The Iron Claw didn't let Chuck suffer in fear for too long. He pinched Chuck's head, twisted it, and pulled it off. He only used a little force to prevent the trophy from being crushed.

When he crawled out from the dim underground along the passage he had created, the sky had already brightened and the orc plane in the sky had returned because it had run out of fuel.

There are only a few planes in the blue sky. No, it seems that there are more than just planes.

Tiezhua could see several huge spaceships descending from the sky with flames on them. Looking upwards along the spaceships, he saw even larger shadows outside the atmosphere. Those were Xiami's space battleships!

"Yes, a stronger opponent has arrived. This is really waaagh." Tiezhua was not afraid at all. Instead, he smiled happily.

Chapter 85 Landing Plan

On the Doombringer, Keister and Pex stood together, looking down at the Oronia III below through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the battleship.

"What a beautiful world this is. It has mountains, rivers, forests and lakes. It can be built as a garden world for tourism and relaxation."