Battle for the Underhive 5

Iron Bull angrily slapped the bald head of the Greenskin Ork boss.

"When did I tell you to become some underling? I told you to go help the Mekboyz, so that when we launch our next attack, we'll have more weapons and ammunition and can fight an even bigger WAAAAAAHG.

Do you still want to join the next battle? If you don't, then don't go help the Mekboyz. You can stay behind and keep collecting materials."

After hearing Iron Bull's words, the Greenskin boss said sheepishly, "Boss, I know I was wrong. Don't leave me behind to collect materials in the next battle."

"Then why aren't you getting to work and collecting materials?"

Iron Bull said as he slapped the Greenskin boss on the head again.

"I'll go right away."

The Greenskin boss assigned to collect materials found his underlings and led the Greenskin boys off to gather materials that could be made into weapons and equipment.

"Quiet, where are you?"

Remembering that he still had a Greenskin boss with special abilities under his command, Iron Bull instinctively looked around for him. When he realized he still could not see the Greenskin boss, he could only call out helplessly.

"Boss, I've been right by your side."

A Greenskin Ork's voice suddenly rang out beside Iron Bull, less than a meter away. Iron Bull looked toward the source of the voice, but did not see the Greenskin boss.

"Come out. Stop hiding. I can't see you."

Iron Bull spoke to the empty space before him.

"Okay, Boss."

As the words fell, a Greenskin Ork appeared before Iron Bull. The Ork stood over four meters tall, clad in crude power armor, with a massive Boltgun in his hands and a thick chainsword hanging at his waist.

Iron Bull looked approvingly at Quiet, the special-operations Greenskin boss before him. This was a Greenskin Ork who could turn invisible anywhere; even Iron Bull could not detect his traces.

"Quiet, take your boys to the humies' positions. Find weaknesses in their defenses, and when I launch the attack, help me tear open a breach."

"Okay, Boss. I'll take the boys there right away."

After calmly answering Iron Bull, Quiet's figure slowly vanished. He led his boys away to carry out the task Boss Iron Bull had assigned.

After arranging for his underlings to handle everything he could think of, Iron Bull found himself with nothing left to do.

After the Greenskin Orks retreated and the Defense Force soldiers completed their rotation, Anrida summoned his officers into the command vehicle for a post-battle review.

"What have you learned from fighting the Greenskins?"

Once all the officers had arrived, Anrida was the first to speak.

"Commander, the Greenskin Orks are just a pack of savage xenos. There was no strategy to this battle at all. They simply relied on their numbers and charged forward without caring whether they lived or died."

The commander of First Company, who had held the front line, summarized.

After hearing him, Anrida did not immediately respond. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the other officers.

"Commander, we could use our superior firepower to conduct decapitation strikes against the Greenskin bosses. As soon as we spot one, we can have the artillery bombard it.

As long as we can kill the Greenskin boss, the Greenskin Orks will fall into chaos."

Another company commander recalled how, when a Greenskin boss had led a charge, it was singled out by anti-aircraft guns. Once the boss died, the Greenskin Orks, who had previously been full of fighting spirit, immediately lost morale and descended into confusion.

Anrida's eyes lit up at the company commander's assessment, and he found himself thinking even more highly of him. Not bad. He could think for himself and come up with ways to deal with the enemy.

"Commander, if we want to use artillery to decapitate Greenskin bosses, we'll need personnel specifically responsible for spotting them among the Greenskin mobs.

Not every Greenskin boss appears at the forefront as soon as battle begins. Although their tactics are crude and they only know how to swarm forward, the Greenskins are still a warlike race.

Greenskin bosses have sharp combat instincts, and some of them know how to use tactics."

Another company commander spoke up with a reminder.

Anrida smiled approvingly at him. "You're right. We cannot underestimate the Greenskin race. For Greenskins to survive so long in such a chaotic galaxy, there must be intelligent Greenskins among them.

We cannot underestimate them."

"Commander, let the units on the front line be equipped with anti-aircraft guns too. Those things are really useful. Their rate of fire is high and their firepower is tremendous. They are especially effective against individually powerful enemies. The only problem is that they fire so fast that they consume far too much ammunition."

Another company commander voiced his thoughts as well.

With the base's powerful logistical support, the Defense Force soldiers did not lack firepower. It was just that every time an anti-aircraft gun opened fire, it burned through ammunition faster than an entire company.

"Doesn't every company already have anti-aircraft guns? Why do you need more?"

Anrida looked at the company commanders under his command in confusion.

Each battalion had ten Apocalypse Tanks. Every Apocalypse Tank was equipped with a Ripper heavy machine gun and an anti-aircraft gun. The Apocalypse Tank's enormous size allowed it to carry huge quantities of shells and ammunition, letting it endure intense combat for longer.

"Commander, I mean, is there any way for the infantry under our command to use firepower as powerful as anti-aircraft guns? Right now, the tanks in our companies are all standing by behind the positions."

The company commander spoke somewhat awkwardly.

After hearing him, Anrida understood what he meant. The powerful Apocalypse Tanks were currently on standby behind the defensive positions, temporarily serving as artillery platforms. They could not coordinate with the infantry or bring their formidable assault capabilities into play.

"Aren't you also equipped with plasma pistols? Is their power not enough?"

Anrida looked at the company commander before him with displeasure.

"We didn't get the chance to use them. Those Greenskin bosses were already killed."

The company commander scratched his head awkwardly.

Anrida looked at him, but in the end said nothing. This was everyone's first time truly facing war. Their performance had not been outstanding, but it had been commendable enough, and they had not allowed the base to suffer any major losses. That was already the greatest achievement.

Anrida and the many officers continued discussing the war against the Greenskins.