The Longest Day (III)

"Mm-mm~ hmm-hmm-hmm~ aaahhh~ aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Shut the hell up!"

After getting punched in the face for shouting with his eyes closed, the Boy immediately shut his mouth. His Boss did not even spare him a glance.

He was only staring at the river—

This looked rather difficult.

The river was far swifter than when he had seen it three days ago. Due to the uneven riverbed and the large number of obstacles the humans had piled up, huge whirlpools dotted the surface as well.

And all he had...

The Boss turned to look at the "boat" beside him—if this thing cobbled together from a few beds, something that could be kicked apart in one blow, could even be called a boat, then it was his only means of crossing the river.

Boom boom~~!

The humans, caught off guard by the sudden Ork artillery barrage, finally began to return fire. Shells kept falling onto the river, and the rising columns of water made the riverbank seem as though it were raining.

He had only been standing there for a few minutes, yet he was already soaked through.

"Move!!"

A nearby warband had already thrown their float into the river and jumped aboard one after another.

But before they had paddled more than a few strokes, the ramshackle thing capsized. More than twenty Boyz vanished beneath the river's surface in an instant.

The Boss's eye twitched. This looked like suicide.

"Boss! Let's get on too!"

As he considered it, the Boyz began clamoring. He looked back and saw even more of them surging up from behind.

Whether he wanted to or not, he would have to enter the river in a few minutes.

Either he went in himself, or he got pushed in.

Boom!

A tremendous explosion suddenly rang out. The ground beneath