Liu Zhipeng paused and pointed toward the very rear of the fortress, the area made up of countless massive Mek workshops and modification yards.
"The third level is our armory and reserve force! The Mekboyz use the materials recovered from the second level to make more and better weapons for us! And all the new lads wait here! If anyone on the first level gets crippled or their weapons break, they pull back to the third level straight away! Then the lads on the third level grab new gear and fill the gaps for us!"
"Kill, recover, replenish!"
"Kill, recover, replenish!"
Liu Zhipeng's voice rose higher and higher, brimming with fervor.
"That way, our defensive line will be like a gigantic meat grinder that never stops! However many bugs come, we grind them up! They use biomass to drown us, and we use their biomass to make more bullets to kill even more of them!"
"That's called fighting to feed the fight!"
After Liu Zhipeng finished speaking, the entire "throne" hall fell silent.
Even Bonecrusher Saraka's face, usually filled with savagery and majesty, showed the rare expression known as "contemplation."
After a long while.
"Ha... hahaha... HAHAHAHAHA!"
Bonecrusher erupted into booming, hearty laughter.
He rose from his "throne," strode over to Liu Zhipeng, and heavily slapped his shoulder with his massive Gork's Claw.
"Good! Good lad! That was fucking brilliant!" His intelligent eyes were filled with undisguised approval. "I knew your head was full of different stuff from the rest of the Orks!"
"We'll do it your way!"
Bonecrusher turned to face the warbosses and bosses of every tribe gathered in the hall, issuing his command in a tone that allowed no argument.
"From today onward, Tooth Puller will take full responsibility for this 'three-level meat grinder' plan!"
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