Liu Zhipeng paused, then pointed to the rearmost section of the fortress, an area made up of countless enormous machine shops and modification workshops.
"The third layer is our armoury and reserves! The Mekboys use the materials looted by the second layer to make us more and better weapons! And the new Boyz wait here! Anyone in the first layer who gets maimed or has their weapon break falls straight back to the third layer! Then the Boyz in the third layer grab new gear and fill the gaps right away!"
"Kill, salvage, replenish!"
"Kill, salvage, replenish!"
Liu Zhipeng's voice rose higher and higher, brimming with passion.
"That way, our defensive line is like a giant meat grinder that never stops! However many bugs come, we grind 'em all up! They try to drown us in biomass, and we use their biomass to make more bullets to kill more of 'em!"
"That's called 'making war pay for war'!"
When Liu Zhipeng finished, the entire "throne" hall fell silent.
Even Bonecrusher Saraka's face, usually filled with savagery and authority, showed a rare trace of something called "deep thought."
A long moment passed.
"Ha... haha... hahahahahaha!"
Bonecrusher burst into deafening, delighted laughter.
He rose from his "throne," walked up to Liu Zhipeng, and clapped him heavily on the shoulder with his enormous Gork's Claw.
"Good! Good lad! That was fucking brilliant!" His shrewd eyes shone with undisguised admiration. "I knew the stuff in your head was different from other Orks!"
"We'll do it your way!"
Bonecrusher turned to face the Warbosses and bosses of every tribe in the hall and issued his orders in a tone that brooked no argument.
"Starting today! Tooth Puller has full command of this 'three-layer meat grinder' plan!"
Just as Liu Zhipeng's "three-layer meat grinder" defence system,