Battle of the Hive Bottom 2

Greenskins and humans exchanged fierce fire in the open ground outside the base.

Large numbers of Greenskin Boyz wielding melee weapons charged forward relentlessly, mown down row after row by the Defense Force soldiers' firepower faster than farmers harvesting wheat. But wheat did not grow as fast as Greenskins multiplied.

Even under the Defense Force soldiers' overwhelming suppressive fire, not a single Greenskin Ork retreated. So long as the boss among them remained alive, Greenskins feared no death.

The Greenskin Orks had barely stepped over their fallen comrades' corpses and continued charging before incoming bullets riddled them full of holes. Their crude armor was no different from paper before Ripper Rifles and machine guns.

The Defense Force's heavy artillery continuously exploded amid the Greenskin Orks. Every shell cleared out Greenskin Orks within several hundred meters and left a massive crater in the Underhive.

Yet despite suffering such horrific casualties, the Greenskin Orks' immense numbers immediately filled every gap, fearlessly charging toward the Defense Force positions. From an ordinary person's perspective, the Greenskin horde stretched endlessly beyond the horizon.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Defense Force's heavy artillery kept firing at the Greenskin Orks without the slightest pause. The ground near the base had been plowed over by heavy shells.

Explosions and gunfire rang out without end, never ceasing for even a moment. The Orks' charge showed no sign of stopping either, as they continued rushing forward against the Defense Force's overwhelming firepower.

A Gretchin climbed onto a Hopper's back, shoved the bomb in its hands into the red Hopper's mouth, lit the fuse, then patted Hopper's thigh and pointed ahead as it shouted.

"Hopper, the humies' position is up ahead! WAAAAAAHG!"

"Wooo... wooo..."

The Squig Hopper whimpered a few times at the Gretchin Boy, then sprinted forward with the bomb in its mouth, charging toward the Defense Force position.

The Gretchin hurriedly jumped off Hopper's back the moment Hopper started running.

The Gretchin had barely landed before a charging Greenskin Boy stomped it flat. Feeling that he had stepped on something, the Greenskin Boy looked down and saw a Gretchin corpse. He paid it no mind and continued charging after Hopper.

Large numbers of self-destructing Squig Hoppers ran out from among the Greenskin Ork Boyz. The red Squigs stood out especially clearly on the battlefield and were spotted by the Defense Force soldiers at once.

Information on the Squig Hoppers appeared in their helmet visors, and details concerning the Squigs were immediately relayed to the commander.

"Self-destructing Squigs have appeared. Kill them immediately."

The First Company Captain loudly issued the order over the communication channel.

"I've already spotted those red monsters. I won't let them get anywhere near our position."

A machine gunner said grimly over the communication channel.

Dozens of machine gunners aimed their weapons toward the direction the Hoppers were charging from and opened fire.

Rat-a-tat-tat!

The distinctive roar of heavy machine guns rang out from the bunkers. Any target struck by the heavy machine-gun rounds was instantly pierced through. Even ceramite alloy could be penetrated, let alone flesh and blood.

The running Hoppers collapsed helplessly after their bodies were pierced by machine-gun bullets. Hoppers struck head-on by the rounds left behind only two thick, powerful hind legs; the rest of their bodies had vanished.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bombs left behind by the dead Hoppers exploded, blasting the Greenskin Orks charging behind them off their feet. Large numbers of Greenskin Orks were killed by bombs they had made themselves.

"Boss, let me go."

Iron Hand, standing among the Greenskin bosses, watched countless Greenskin Boyz fail to break through the humies' powerful firepower sealing off the killing ground. Unable to contain his anxiety, he spoke to Boss Iron Bull.

The tall and imposing Iron Bull narrowed his eyes at the killing ground sealed off by the Defense Force's superior firepower. No matter how fiercely the Greenskin Boyz under his command fought, they could not break through that line of defense.

Hearing Iron Hand's anxious words, Iron Bull turned and glanced at Iron Hand, who was scratching at his head in agitation. Unhurriedly, he asked, "Have the Killa Kans arrived?"

"The Killa Kans? Boss, they ain't my little brothers. Why would I keep track of them?"

Iron Hand stared blankly at Iron Bull and spoke in confusion.

Hearing Iron Hand's words, Iron Bull angrily slapped him across the head. "You're even stupider than a Gretchin. I never should've taken you as my little brother."

Having been smacked on the head, Iron Hand did not dare resist Iron Bull's violence. He could only cover the spot where he had been hit and look innocently at Iron Bull.

Seeing Iron Hand's expression, Iron Bull did not pursue the matter. Iron Hand was the dumbest fool among the Greenskins; all he knew was how to lead his little brothers charging forward.

Iron Bull fell into thought. Since even the Hoppers could not get through, the only option now was to have the Killa Kans lead the charge. The battlefield was utter chaos, and he had no idea where the Killa Kans were.

In the past, he could have had the Weirdboyz contact the Greenskin Boyz. But ever since they had come to this humie world, the heads of several Greenskin Weirdboyz under Iron Bull's command had suddenly exploded for some unknown reason. Iron Bull had never understood why.

But the battle was at its fiercest now, so Iron Bull stopped thinking about the Weirdboyz.

"Boss, boss, the Killa Kans are still at the very back."

A Gretchin standing on Iron Bull's shoulder spoke up to remind him.

"Why did the Killa Kans end up at the back?"

Hearing the Gretchin's reminder, Iron Bull turned his gaze toward the Gretchin on his shoulder and asked.

Seeing that the boss was looking at it, the Gretchin happily bounced around on Iron Bull's shoulder. "Boss, there are too many Greenskin Boyz. They can't run as fast as the Boyz, so the Boyz squeezed them all the way to the back."

"Since the Killa Kans can't join the battle immediately, Iron Hand, you and the others take your little brothers and go."

Having received the information about the Killa Kans, Iron Bull looked at the bosses behind him.

Looking at these bosses, whose eyes were already glowing red as they impatiently waited to join the fight, Iron Bull spoke.

"Boss, I'm going!"

With the boss's approval, the Greenskin bosses excitedly howled, grabbed their weapons, and led their Greenskin Boyz charging forward.

"WAAAAAAHG!"

Iron Hand roared excitedly as he ran. His left power claw held a massive alloy shield, while his right hand gripped a huge Boltgun.

The shield protected Iron Hand's front as the Boltgun in his right hand continuously fired toward the human positions.

Seeing their boss charging so bravely, large numbers of Greenskin Boyz were fired up as well and charged after Iron Hand.