Coincidentally, there are three other teams that do this.
"The firepower team of the Four Heavenly Kings, all five groups of [Pipe Organ] are ready." [Kidney Deficiency at Half Year Old] shouted.
For ordinary artillery, test firing is required.
For sand sculpture players, there is a dotted line drawn by the system-assisted shooting system in their field of vision. A cluster of parabolas connects from the launch port of the rocket to the target area, and the approximate scope of the explosion is also marked.
Test firing?
unnecessary!
The picture shows the thrill of being absorbed into the soul!
If that doesn't work, I can still accept it if I shoot it into the soul.
"Three, two, one! Launch!" [Chu Jiayun] raised his hand, and immediately hundreds of flames pierced the sky and fell towards the tribe's military camp.
"Boom, boom, boom!" In the midst of continuous fire and violent explosions, a large number of tents and temporary houses made of animal skins exploded instantly, and some of the orcs who were still sleeping or too hungry to move flew directly into the sky. Well, with
The form of the part.
Countless firemen were running and jumping in the military camp. It was very exciting to see them from a distance.
It's a pity that even the most excited Sun Wu has to come to an end.
After a while, the sounds began to subside.
[Bai Ye Jin Yi Ming]: "Please ask the reporter to interview the people inside about their feelings."
【Special World】: "Walking peacefully."
[Uncle Eggshell]: "The deceased is emotionally stable."
[No Tentacles, No Gentleman]: "I only lost my vital signs, but the rest is not serious."
[kaz touched dan] pinched his nose: "Good guys, we are all acquaintances! Well, in a physical sense!"
Stationed here is a small tribal clan of about a thousand people. They were originally small but very elite. Unfortunately, hunger weakened their combat power.
There was no time to react, and there were not enough sentries, so these poor bastards just fell into the trap.
This is like a microcosm of the entire operation.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the land west of the Hillsbrad Hills, the Alliance's shouts of killing could be heard all over the mountains and plains.
"Kill!"
"Kill these greenskins!"
Ahem, in fact, the orcs of the Iron Tribe have a 'healthy' brown-red skin because they have not consumed demon blood.
However, the inherent impression of the orcs has been imprinted on the minds of two generations of Alliance people and cannot be shaken off.
Orcs are green, trolls are green, goblins are green, and even mantids mostly have green skin. Green has almost become the hostile color of the Alliance.
On the undulating hilly land, the Iron Horde's battle line was retreating at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was still being overtaken by the highly mobile Alliance mechanized infantry.
Union soldiers sitting in tanks and armored vehicles used their guns to 'bite' the enemies who fell behind.
When encountering those who are stubbornly resisting, they will immediately fire a cannon to greet them, and the entire orc army formation, or a relatively strong orc fortress, will immediately explode, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
On the northern front, with the artillery support commanded by Mograine, more and more faceless men's tentacles were blown off and flew into the sky. The fire elemental army took advantage of the situation to cover them up.
On the western front, in the direction of Silver Pine Forest, the Scarlet Cross Legion tanks with unusually bright and fiery red paint kept moving forward. In the gaps between the tanks were werewolf troops running quickly in skirmish lines. They dropped those who were not dead.
A single, tank machine gun failed to take care of the orcs and dealt a fatal blow. The entire army was like a bulldozer, eradicating all the green dirt on the ground.
Under the three-line encirclement, more than 200,000 Iron Horde soldiers were driven to the ruins of Dalaran.
"Open the door!"
"Hurry and open the door to darkness."
"Let us go back!"
Hunger, pain, despair and other factors are tormenting this once extremely majestic and powerful elite division. Now they have no such domineering power as they did when they first set foot on the land of Azeroth, killing all native races and dominating the astrological planet.
?
Now they are just a bunch of prodigal dogs.
Waiting for them, there is also only a ruined wall.
Without the door to another world, the way home is cut off...
Some soldiers gave up and collapsed on the ground waiting for death. Others shouted "lok'tar-ogar!" and rushed towards the alliance army, falling to the airtight firepower of machine guns and cannons.
in the net.
The area they occupied was compressed step by step, and soon they were gathered into a ruins area of less than five square kilometers.
"Fire!" The alliance leader's voice was merciless.
The tribal soldiers who were exposed to the powerful crossfire were blown up piece by piece. In the powerful explosion, no matter how brave the warrior was, they could only be transformed into twisted balls of flesh, turned into residual limbs and mixed together.
Fortunately, this disgusting scene was completely destroyed by the flames before it could be shown to the world.
The earth-shattering screams and begging for mercy quickly subsided, and the remains of the orcs, mainly the orcs, turned into carbonized debris that filled the sky.
The opening of the Dark Portal's branches absorbed all the life force in the surrounding land.
Then they turned their lives into dust and fell down one after another, feeding back the earth.
Alliance headquarters at all levels and every bridge were filled with cheers.
"Long live the Alliance!"
"Kill all the orcs!"
Listening to the continuous cheers, little Anduin next to McDonough also glowed with excitement. Whether he or other alliances, there is only one question left: why did McDonough stay alone to invade Greece?
If you don't want to kill the orc army east of the Sbrad Hills, why do you want to come here to land and cut it off?
McDonald pouted slightly: "This is a preview of the landing of the new Dark Gate of the Iron Tribe of Kul Tiras, and... I want the new recruits to see blood."
Even though a while ago, there was a big disaster and things were going on, soldiers who have never seen blood can still only be considered new recruits no matter how hard they train.
The orc army, which consisted of hundreds of thousands of people and had lost supplies, was what was left behind in the McDonald Land.
Those weak orcs were captured in batches by large nets made of thick steel cables, and then were pressed to the execution ground in batches.
Every recruit must use the most primitive sword to send these invaders on their way.
Little Anduin, who was taken to the execution ground by McDonald, was so frightened that his face turned pale. No, he had already vomited.
This is too exciting for a child.
He looked at McDonald in shock, his eyes full of confusion.
"Are you weird?"
"Um."
McDonald called up a video, which was clearly a clip of the first Dark Portal war and the village massacre when the tribe attacked Elwynn Forest. He described the past in a low voice:
"Back then, the orcs were controlled by demons and slaughtered the previous generation of stormers. They had no mercy or compassion, and they also didn't spare the elderly, women, and children. And your grandfather, His Majesty Llane Wrynn, also died tragically at the hands of the orcs...