Hive World Defense Battle 4

The Orks roared as they continued charging forward. To them, the battle just now had been completely unsatisfying. They had fought for only three Terra hours before the humans had already collapsed. It wasn't "WAAAAAAHG" enough.

The Orks at the front were doing fine. No matter how weak the human soldiers were, they had at least enjoyed a hearty battle, and their desire for combat had been somewhat satisfied.

But the war machines still rushing toward the battlefield from behind had it rough, especially the Orks' Killa Kans, Dreadnoughts, Gorkanauts, and the like. These Orks were the direct troops of the Big Mek, Crooked Mouth. Dropping from space had taken them some time, unlike the other Orks, who had driven asteroid warships straight into the planet.

By the time they headed toward the battlefield laid out by the humans of the hive world, they had fallen behind the Ork infantry. The Orks up ahead had already broken through the humans' first line of defense, while they were still desperately hurrying along.

"Trash, trash, move aside! Don't block my way!"

Inside a Killa Kan, a Gretchin who had been made into a Killa Kan pilot saw that the Orks were slowing his running speed and immediately began swearing.

Gretchins were naturally timid, but once stuffed into a Killa Kan, their personalities changed completely. They became bloodthirsty and warlike. Only by slaughtering to their hearts' content on the battlefield could they ease the mental pressure brought by the Killa Kan.

That was why the Gretchin inside the Killa Kan now dared to curse at the Orks. With his former personality, he would only have trembled before them.

The Orks still running desperately forward, eager to reach the battlefield quickly, heard the Gretchin's curses from behind. They slowed their pace and turned around, raising their heads to look at the Gretchin in the Killa Kan.

The Ork said angrily, "You little Gretchin dare curse at me?"

After saying that, the Ork raised his big shoota and opened fire on the Killa Kan without the slightest hesitation.

Bang! Bang!

The thunderous gunshots rang out amid the Ork horde. Facing the Ork's attack, the Gretchin fearlessly raised his right hand. The spinning gears in his mechanical hand slashed down at the Ork.

The bullets from the Ork rifle bounced off the Killa Kan, while the Killa Kan's massive gear sliced directly into the Ork's body, swiftly cleaving him in two.

"Ahahaha! I'm the strongest!"

After killing an Ork, the Gretchin laughed arrogantly and glared fiercely at the nearby Orks.

The Orks had initially paid no attention to the conflict between the two, but after hearing the Gretchin's smug laughter, they could no longer endure it. Countless Orks vented their rage at missing the fight with the humies upon the Killa Kan.

One Killa Kan instantly faced attacks from hundreds and thousands of Orks. The two sides launched into a fierce brawl amidst their own forces, and the fighting grew increasingly intense as more and more Orks were caught up in it.

With the Orks' warlike nature, as long as they could fight, that was enough. They did not care whether they were fighting their own kind or another race. For a time, even greater chaos erupted among the Orks.

The scale of the Ork infighting grew larger and larger. Some Orks stayed behind to slaughter their own kind, while those farther away who had not noticed the commotion continued charging forward.

Before the human soldiers' second position on the hive world, a sky-covering mass of Orks launched a savage assault. Every human soldier had to face an Ork army dozens of times their number. Their hands went numb from firing, yet the Ork horde still stretched beyond the limits of sight.

A soldier of the hive world looked at his rifle, which had run out of ammunition. It was already the third time in this short hour that he had emptied his ammo, and now the logistics department was delivering bullets more and more slowly.

"Squad leader, I'm out of ammo again. Do you have any left?"

The soldier looked bitterly at the squad leader beside him and asked hoarsely.

The squad leader, who was still firing fiercely at the Orks, heard someone asking him. He felt around himself with his left hand but found no magazines, only then realizing that all his spare magazines had been emptied. His only remaining magazine was already in his rifle.

The squad leader said to the soldier, "I'm out too. Go ask the company commander how much longer before more ammunition arrives. Without resupply, we won't be able to hold for long."

"Yes." After answering, the soldier took his empty rifle and ran toward the company commander's command position in the rear.

Boom!

A world-shaking explosion erupted within the humans' second position. The blast kicked up billowing smoke and dust, destroying vast sections of the human defenses. Countless soldiers were killed by shells or shaken to death by the shockwaves.

Endless explosions rang out across the human positions. Some soldiers who had survived the bombardment carefully raised their heads to look behind the Orks, and the sight before them made their bodies tremble in fear.

Ten enormous war machines, nearly twenty meters tall, slowly advanced toward the hive city. Though these war machines looked as if they had been pieced together from scrap and lacked any aesthetic beauty of combat walkers,

the massive cannon barrels mounted on their arms were terrifying. Every shell they fired into the human positions struck with the force of heaven and earth collapsing, reducing everything within a radius of over a thousand meters to rubble and destroying all buildings with unstoppable force.

"WAAAAAAHG!"

The Orks attacking the human positions saw the scene before them and roared excitedly. They did not care that their own kind, or even themselves, were caught in the blasts. Instead, they attacked the human positions even more desperately.

After fighting for so long, the Orks' war machines had finally reached the battlefield. Once they arrived, they began destroying the human defenses on a massive scale.

The human soldiers who had been stubbornly holding on could no longer continue fighting in the face of such world-destroying strikes.

"Help!"

Those among the hive's human soldiers whose resolve was weak collapsed and fled miserably toward the hive city.

"Stop and keep fighting! Defend the hive world! Give your lives for the Emperor!"

Some resolute officers and veteran soldiers still shouted loudly, hoping to make the soldiers stay and block the Orks with them.

But no matter how those veterans and officers tried to stop them, it was useless. They could no longer halt the collapse of morale. A regiment commander of noble birth looked despondently at the scene before him, overcome by a profound sense of helplessness.

The regiment commander looked at the soldiers nearby who still stood with him and were willing to continue resisting the Ork army. He shouted bitterly, "For the safety of Teda Hive World, we swear never to retreat!"

After saying that, the regiment commander drew the longsword at his waist and charged first toward the oncoming Ork horde.

"For Teda Hive World!"

The remaining resolute soldiers shouted and charged at the Orks as well.

Their backs looked so tragic and lonely.

The sacrifice made by these resolute soldiers could not turn the tide of defeat.

The charging soldiers were swiftly swallowed by the Ork horde.