Invincible after death, but in Warhammer 40K

To improve the killing power against such a dense Ork horde, the Heavy Bolter squads were using Armor-Piercing Rounds instead of conventional bolter rounds.

These drill-steel rounds, which could threaten the flanks of lightly armored vehicles, easily penetrated the tough hides of the Orks, then pulverized the flesh and bones behind them, shooting through them amidst the sounds of flesh being torn apart.

The intense Hydrostatic Shock completely shattered the internal organs of those who were hit. At this moment, all that his originally strong body could maintain was that it wouldn't be torn into two pieces.

Then, the bolter round would slam into the next Ork behind him, until the kinetic energy was exhausted or the bullet head was distorted beyond recognition in the impact and lost its killing power.

Dozens of Heavy Bolters deployed on the formation were mounted on various Walkers, and didn't even need to do much aiming, showering a rain of bullets on their designated range of attack.

Corpses and minced meat flew everywhere, covering the Green Tide with a layer of crimson carpet, and blood seeped through the dunes, sliding down to accumulate in the depressions.

Such a dense barrage of firepower even slowed the enemy's advance, visibly delaying them under the edge of the iron rain.

But as mentioned before, there were so many of them that simply piling up corpses was enough to pose a fatal threat to the formation.

After maintaining it for a while, the fire of the Heavy Bolters had to stop. On one side of the barrels that had been fired red-hot were casings that had fallen all over the ground, and on the other side were empty ammunition boxes.

It was already difficult for a Valkyrie to bring so much heavy equipment, to the point that there was hardly any space left for ammunition, and the area occupied by Heavy Bolter ammunition was no small amount.

On the other side.

And when they realized that the big boom-boom guns of the enemy were no longer firing, the fanatical Ork Boyz cheered at each other excitedly.

In addition, the limbs and spines of the dead "comrades" provided weapons for many Boyz, making them feel that they were definitely bigger and stronger now. The momentum of the charge immediately bounced open like a spring that had been pressed to the extreme, advancing even faster than at the beginning.

Pairs of green feet running wildly with large toes left marks on the sand. Among the joyful Ork groups, there were even Boyz who couldn't bear it and fought with the Orks next to them, and were then crushed by the Orks pouring up from behind.

How many Ork Boyz did that volley of shots kill? Five thousand, ten thousand, or fifty thousand?

The battle damage ratio, which could usually be enjoyed as a high-quality gossip, was meaningless at this moment. Everyone knew that death would not scare the enemy. Either they would block them out, or they would be crushed into pieces themselves.

The enemy was approaching the formation meter by meter, from five hundred meters to three hundred meters, and then from three hundred meters to one hundred meters.

Until finally, everyone smelled that stench, that tremor, and could hear clearly the voices they were shouting:

WAAAAAAAAGH!!

The tribal people who had never faced the Green Tide trembled with their hands. Although Zhang Ge strictly forbade anyone from sticking their heads out of the sandbags to observe, even from this roar and war cry like the descent of a natural disaster, there were still people with trembling legs, almost leaving the formation.

They were not as well-trained as their ancestors ten thousand years ago. Although they had also received some simple training, in the final analysis, they could only be regarded as some burly civilians, barely enough to fight bandits.

But in the face of such a "disaster" that seemed impossible for humans to resist, fear spread from the soles of their feet to their brains.

The distance was still approaching, and the order had not yet been issued.

Some were praying, and some children were crying in confusion.

Fifty meters... thirty meters... twenty meters.

The bloody wind seemed to have reached their noses, and the scorching body temperature brought out by the surging meat tide seemed to have been attached to their bodies.

Until the last moment when the formation was about to collapse.

A high-pitched whistle that tore through the roars sounded.

Countless Lasgun Power Packs that had been charged to the limit were thrown out. The crowd transformed the fear they had accumulated into the will to survive. While shrinking behind the sandbags that could provide them with a trace of security, they frantically waved their arms, throwing the batteries into the distance.

The huge sound of the energy explosion transformed into a violent long wall. The Orks crashed into it head-on, but were only swallowed by countless scarlet light groups, and even their corpses were difficult to preserve. The extremely high temperature evaporated the flesh into a red mist, making the already unbearable heat of the desert even hotter.

Countless hideous smiles remained at this last moment, and the last twenty meters became a temporary chasm that the Green Tide could not cross.

This chasm was even gradually turning into a physical chasm amidst the constantly sounding explosions. The fine sand that was melted into crystals on the edge of the explosion formed flashing craters, which were connected to each other in subsequent explosions.

Countless Orks who had lost their lives fell into it. Perhaps some were lucky enough not to die, but they would only be trampled over by the crazy other Boyz.

At this point, it was already a direct confrontation between firepower projection capability and breakthrough capability. The only difference was that Zhang Ge's side could not afford any mistakes. As long as there was a gap, they would be knocked and torn apart by the Orks.

However, even if there were no mistakes, the ammunition reserves were gradually running out as time went by.

Looking around, the boundless Orks showed no sign of decreasing in number, but instead the density of Orks was further increased due to the obstruction in front and the pushing in the back.

Even if there were no mistakes, even if they used all their skills, the gap between the two sides would still undoubtedly lead to the final defeat.

This was exactly what Zhang Ge wanted.

Looking at the Orks who had to reduce the density of explosions and were able to advance inch by inch by stepping on the corpses of their companions, he drew out the Ascalon at his waist.

Very good, this time even this sword didn't cause any trouble.

Zhang Ge walked to the back of the sandbags, looked at the Orks who were looming in the dust raised by the explosion, and blew the next instruction on the whistle in his hand.

In the sky, the mortar shells fell with sharp sounds.

However, when each shell landed on the ground, what it brought was not a new round of explosions, but large clouds of white smoke.

After these Smoke Grenades went around the formation for a round, and the fog completely obscured the vision of both sides, the Walkers, who had gathered together in the time bought by the infantry, began to move.

Hundreds of Walkers formed three large triangles located in three places of the formation. After raising their sails, they slowly moved out of the formation with the sound of the wind, stepping into the white fog.

On these bone-white behemoths, strong men holding ultra-long Ceramite Scythes swept round after round at various places where their feet landed.

Each swing of the sharp scythe blades made of Ceramite was wrapped in tremendous kinetic energy, cutting up the reckless Orks who had lost their vision and blindly tried to approach the source of the sound in order to have a good fight.

After entering the white fog, the Walkers began to turn around, forming a strangulation circle around the formation in a clockwise direction.

The last cries of the Orks being torn apart, the crashing wails of the Walkers being overturned and smashed. Not being able to stop the enemy for long, the first Ork finally drilled out of the range covered by the smoke grenade, and its huge body directly slammed into the spears raised by the tribal people.

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