Clever Git

The Gretchin trotted to the rear of the Orks, where large numbers of Gretchin and Squigs were gathered. Squigs came in many variants, and every kind of Squig was fairly formidable.

The Hoppers the Gretchin mentioned were the most common kind of Squig. They had red skin, with their heads fused directly to their bodies and no necks. When they opened their mouths wide, they could swallow objects as large as themselves. Their two hind legs were thick and powerful, giving them astonishing jumping ability, though they looked rather like toads.

The Gretchin often had Hoppers carry bombs in their mouths and charge into enemy ranks. Through the Hoppers' self-destruction, the Greenskins could provide tremendous support for their side and quickly break through tightly defended enemy blockades.

"Clever Boss is back."

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

The moment Clever Git returned to the rear, a large group of Gretchin who had been calming the restless Squigs swarmed around him, staring at him excitedly.

Back among the Gretchin, Clever Git felt a wave of comfort as he enjoyed being surrounded by his underlings. This was treatment he could never enjoy among the big Greenskins.

There was no safety whatsoever among the big Greenskins. If he was not careful, he could be trampled to death or used as a thrown weapon. Only among the underlings he had subdued could he receive such special treatment.

Although the Gretchin were often bullied by the Greenskin Orks, they had never considered leaving. Only by following these big Greenskins could they enjoy the thrill of battle, and only when the Greenskin Orks fought would they bring the Gretchin along.

This was decided by the Greenskins' innate genes. From the moment they were born, Greenskins sought out bigger, stronger Greenskins to serve as bosses. Greenskins would only submit to those stronger than themselves.

"Boyz, Boss wants us to send the Hoppers into battle. Hurry up and get ready."

Clever Git looked at the Gretchin gathered around him and shouted.

The response he received was the roar of countless Gretchin.

"WAAAAAAHG!"

The Gretchin were extremely excited at the prospect of directing the Hoppers in battle.

"Hurry up and get ready."

At Clever Git's call, the Gretchin gathered around him ran to the Hoppers they each raised and continued soothing the agitated creatures. Somehow, they produced enormous bombs and had the restless Hoppers carry them in their mouths, quietly awaiting the Greenskin boss's order.

"WAAAAAAHG!"

Following the Greenskin boss's furious roar, the Greenskin Orks attacked the street held by the gang members once more. This time, the Greenskin Orks were mixed with large numbers of red-skinned Hoppers and small Gretchin.

Relying on their agile speed, the Hoppers weaved through the Greenskin horde and raced toward the street held by the gang members. The fuses of the bombs in their mouths burned rapidly, yet the bombs did not explode halfway there.

"Defend! Defend! The monsters are attacking again!"

The gang boss commanded his men from the center of the position. Seeing the green monsters charge at the street again after resting for less than ten minutes left him deeply puzzled.

Why were these green monsters so unafraid of death? In the previous attacks, his men had killed at least several thousand of those green monsters, yet their morale was still so high.

A Hopper carried a massive Greenskin-made bomb in its mouth as it excitedly sped toward the human position. When it reached a human machine-gun emplacement, the bomb in its mouth exploded violently.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion rang out across the street position. One of the gang's fire points was wiped out, and several nearby members were caught in the blast and killed.

From a rooftop above, the Logging Gun operator saw the scene and hurriedly aimed his machine gun at the red Hoppers running among the Greenskin monsters. Relying on the Logging Gun's tremendous destructive power, he hit a running Hopper with a single bullet, tearing apart its head and body.

"Boom!"

The bomb in the Hopper's mouth was also struck by the bullet and exploded, killing many nearby Greenskin Orks with their own bomb.

"Die, monsters! Disgusting green monsters!"

The gang member operating the Logging Gun kept sweeping the Greenskins with machine-gun fire while cursing furiously.

He had joined the gang, which people both despised and envied, only so his family could survive. Their relatively peaceful life had been shattered by the arrival of these green monsters. To keep his family alive, he had no choice but to fight desperately and block the Greenskin Orks' invasion.

"Hurry and get the ammunition ready! My magazine is almost empty!"

Without turning his head, the man shouted at the loader beside him.

There were ten gang members at this high point. This man was the machine-gun operator and the squad leader, responsible for commanding nine underlings.

There was one loader, three ammunition handlers, and five armed sentries responsible for protecting the man.

"The ammunition is ready! We can replace the magazine at any time!"

The loader beside the machine gun shouted to the man.

"Click!"

The sound of the Logging Gun's magazine running empty rang out. The gang member responsible for loading immediately replaced the boss's magazine with a new one, allowing the machine-gun operator to better suppress the Greenskin assault. After three seconds of silence, the Logging Gun's roar resumed atop the building.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A string of gunshots rang out behind the squad. Several gang members responsible for keeping watch had no time to react before being struck by gunfire from behind and collapsing dead.

"What's going on?"

Hearing the gunfire from behind, the Logging Gun operator instinctively tried to turn around and check. Before he could turn his head all the way, a bullet shattered his skull.

"Quick, quick! Turn the big gun and attack the humies!"

Clever Git shouted at the underlings beside him.

A group of Gretchin hurried past the gang members' corpses to the Logging Gun, turned its barrel, and opened fire on another gang position.

The machine gun's "rat-a-tat-tat" rang out again, except this time the gang members were the targets. Large numbers of them were stunned by the sudden turn of events, unable to understand why their companions were attacking them. Several human positions were easily destroyed.

The tightly suppressed Greenskins naturally would not miss such a good opportunity. Large numbers of Greenskins charged into the street and began massacring the humans.

"Boss is so cunning! Boss is the most WAAAAAAHG!"

Once the Greenskins had charged into the street, the Gretchin gathered around Clever Git again, continuously praising him.

"Of course! I'm the smartest Greenskin Ork!"

Clever Git proudly raised his head and spoke with complete confidence.

After sending the Hoppers into battle, Clever Git had led a large number of Gretchin boyz around the main battlefield and secretly crept up to the high point held by the gang members for a surprise attack. That was how the Greenskins had so easily broken through the street held by the gang members.