March 5, 24th Year of the 22nd Era, 12:03 PM, 38°C
Over a hundred hand-cranked rotary machine guns firing at once was an incredibly breathtaking sight.
The soldiers operating them turned their cranks at the same speed. The six parallel barrels continuously spat blazing bullets as they rotated. Though they still used paper cartridges, the latest smokeless powder meant none of the thick smoke capable of obscuring everything was produced.
The machine guns' sustained fire lashed the ugly green wall like whips. Deathly iron rain blanketed their massive heads. The Wolverines had withdrawn from combat the instant the machine guns opened fire, leaving those detestable Beasts behind.
The Orks still refused to give up. They pursued all the way to the slope beneath the fortress's outer wall, and only then did their pathetic brains realize a very serious problem.
They had brought no climbing equipment!
Though the fortress's angled outer walls were not as sheer as those of ancient castles, Yusuf had deliberately increased their incline. The Orks' clumsy bodies found it truly difficult to climb them bare-handed.
Thus, the Orks that rushed beneath the fortress found themselves in an extremely awkward predicament. Without tools, they could not get up, while the triangular bastions extending from the main structure began directing slanting fire at them from both sides. They were now attacked from three directions, utterly reduced to slaughter.
Taking a beating like this was not the Orks' style, so they chose to fall back.
Missed bullets struck the ground, kicking up clouds of sand. After losing more lives than they had during the attack, the Orks finally retreated beyond the machine guns' range, but what awaited them was...
"Accelerate!!"
The gun cavalry had been waiting for them. When the Orks entered the machine guns' firing range, they had quietly