Hive City Defense Battle 2

The artillery behind the positions saw that fierce fighting had already erupted on the front lines. Once they received the order, they began unleashing their strength as well. The heavy howitzer batteries, prepared long ago, roared toward the main Ork force.

A 200-millimeter shell landed amid the Orks. With a BOOM, it exploded, throwing up vast clouds of dirt as hundreds of Orks were blasted to pieces.

A continuous barrage rained down on the main Ork force, constantly killing large numbers of charging Orks. The Orks who were not hit ignored their wounded kin. If an injured Ork fell in front of them, some would simply trample over their comrades' bodies, crushing the half-dead Orks beneath their feet.

The Orks endured humanity's fury as they ran, yet their morale did not falter. Instead, their fighting spirit only grew fiercer.

"WAAAAAAHG!"

The Orks ran even faster, firing back continuously with the guns in their hands. The two sides exchanged fire from only a few hundred meters apart.

When the human soldiers' shots struck the Orks, some of the sturdier ones ignored such minor wounds entirely and instead fired even more frenziedly at the human positions.

The huge guns in the Orks' hands fired wildly with no accuracy whatsoever, but anyone struck by a Greenskin bullet had half their body blown apart.

Orks in the vanguard kept getting shot and falling, only for the Orks behind them to quickly fill the gaps. The endless Greenskin tide surged higher and higher.

On the front-line positions, a company commander saw that the Orks were less than a hundred meters from the trenches and shouted anxiously.

"Where's the heavy artillery? Hurry up and support us! We won't be able to hold!"

The messenger beside the company commander, responsible for contacting the regimental commander, said with sweat pouring down his face.

"Company Commander, the artillery has fired every shell they had. They're out of ammunition now and need to wait for resupply from the rear."

Hearing the messenger's answer, the company commander slammed a fist into the sandbags before him and cursed bitterly, "Damn it, why didn't they stockpile more shells? They've only been firing for a dozen minutes, and they're already out of ammo."

The messenger said helplessly, "Company Commander, countless men responsible for loading ammunition have already collapsed from exhaustion. There's really nothing we can do."

The company commander stopped dwelling on the rear artillery and focused once more on commanding the soldiers in battle.

A shrill whistling sound rang above everyone's heads. The company commander looked up and saw a massive shell hurtling toward his position with lightning speed.

With a thunderous BOOM, the shell exploded right within the company's position. The company commander and several hundred nearby soldiers were blasted into the air and reduced to a mist of blood.

"WAAAAAAHG!"

Relying on his speed advantage, a Greenskin Ork was the first to charge into the hive world soldiers' position. After leaping into the trench, he raised his cleaver and excitedly began hacking at the nearby soldiers.

With his towering frame and tremendous strength, a few ordinary soldiers could not last even a single exchange against the Greenskin. One slash cut an ordinary soldier cleanly in two.

"Ahhh! Die, monster!"

More soldiers rushed over, hoping to quickly eliminate the Greenskin Ork who had entered the trench. Yet the ordinary weapons in their hands mostly could not penetrate the Greenskin Ork's battered armor.

Though the Greenskin Ork's armor was ragged and broken, under the collective "WAAAAAAHG!" field, even battered equipment possessed tremendous power.

The Greenskin Ork did not defend against the human soldiers' attacks at all. Instead, he excitedly swung his weapon at the nearby soldiers, slaughtering his way through the crowd.

As the nearby soldiers moved, the firepower that had temporarily suppressed the Greenskins left a gap, allowing even more Greenskin Orks to rush into the trenches.

Seeing his line descend into chaos, the company commander raised a loudhailer and shouted, "Hold steady! Don't panic!"

"Guards, with me!"

The company commander picked up his rifle and roared at the guards beside him, then took the lead in charging toward the Greenskin Ork in the trench.

The company commander raised his monomolecular longsword and used all his strength to block a Greenskin Ork's attack. Seeing that a humie could withstand his full-strength blow, the Greenskin Ork roared excitedly.

"WAAAAAAHG! Dat's a strong little humie."

The company commander's face reddened as he looked at the Greenskin with disdain. "You're nothing more than a beast."

Hearing the company commander's words, the Greenskin Ork said furiously, "You little humie dare look down on me?!"

The Greenskin Ork raised his cleaver and slashed down at the company commander with force once again. Seeing the blade coming at him, the company commander knew he was too slow to dodge and could only raise his longsword to block it again.

With a loud CLANG, their blades collided. Both of them exerted all their strength to overpower the other, but the Greenskin Ork swiftly kicked out with his right leg, striking the company commander before he could react.

Crack! Crack!

The moment he was sent flying, every bone in the company commander's body shattered. He flew more than ten meters before crashing to the ground, blood froth spilling endlessly from his mouth. He clearly would not survive.

Looking at the dying company commander, the Greenskin Ork spat disdainfully onto the ground and sneered.

"Trash. And you dared laugh at me."

Seeing the Greenskin Ork's smug expression, the company commander tried to say something, but in the end, his head fell to one side as he died unwillingly.

After watching his underlings kill the company commander's guards as well, the Greenskin Ork called out to his boys and led them back into the battle.

The Greenskin Orks were warlike, but they were not stupid.

The situation across the battlefield gradually became perilous. Once even a small breach appeared in the front-line positions, more and more Greenskins would pour through it.

After the front-line positions fell into chaos, the reserves in the rear would move up to help stabilize the line.

Once both sides became locked in large-scale melee combat, the Greenskin Orks' advantages in size and strength became apparent. A single Greenskin Ork could easily kill several ordinary human soldiers.

Not to mention that the Greenskin Orks also held the advantage in numbers. The endless Greenskin tide kept flooding into the trenches, and the entire front-line position was steadily overrun by Greenskin Orks.

Both sides kept committing vast numbers of troops to the front-line positions. The war grew increasingly brutal as they slaughtered one another in trench after trench, blood staining the dark brown earth red.

Marshal Liek, in the command hall, watched the footage sent back from the front lines. Furious, he slammed his fist onto the table and began cursing.

"The Greenskins are just a bunch of savage xenos. How can they be this strong? This doesn't match the intelligence provided by the Imperium military. A bunch of useless fools!"

Marshal Liek recalled the intelligence provided by the governor. It was completely different from the Greenskin Orks they were now facing, whose weapon fire was also exceptionally fierce.

The intelligence officer approached Marshal Liek. Looking at the enraged marshal, he said cautiously.

"Marshal, the first line is having trouble holding. What should we do?"