The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

"That Gangart won't last long. I only need half an hour!"

Leon, on the front lines, of course saw the injured Gangat. Unlike the other Astra Militarum soldiers who were practically jumping for joy, his mind was filled with the grim news from Hayes in the distant command room.

"The defense line we blocked earlier can no longer hold."

Hayes was brief and to the point, but Leon could imagine his anxiety.

"How much longer?"

he asked.

"The staff officer estimated it to be an hour. But those orcs are so desperate to reunite with their warlord, I'd say less than half an hour."

This is not surprising.

Although the previous CMC troops were unstoppable when they closed the gap again, the orcs who reacted also gathered the iron cans that were originally scattered throughout the front line, and more and more orc armor began to repeatedly attack the closed gap.

The situation now was completely different from ten days ago. The greenskins that had just landed were practically just green-skinned boys in their original state. Although the sight of them falling from the sky was shocking, the well-equipped Astra Militarum still had the upper hand over them.

But now the greenskins have made iron cans. These creations, which have fart spirits stuffed in as drivers, have turned the originally weak fart spirits into powerful killing machines, further expanding the greenskins' numerical advantage.

Besides the iron cans, the greenskins even developed a lot of heavy artillery. The Astra Militarum, which was proficient in artillery, could not even launch a concentrated artillery counterattack to destroy the orcs' artillery positions.

Because orcs don't have such a thing at all.

The Orks' scattered artillery attacks were haphazard, but the sustained casualties were becoming unacceptable. The Astra Militarum's previous equipment advantage had become negligible, and every Astra Militarum was now under constant attack from Greenskins who outnumbered them by at least three times their own number.

In this situation, Li Ang also transferred artillery supporting the front line to encircle and suppress Gada.

It's only natural that they can't hold on.

Christina only needs half an hour to destroy Gangat. By then, they will have the advantage in giant machinery and can turn this battle into a one-sided massacre.

But how many more hours and a half can the Astra Militarum hold out?

Even if there were 800,000 pigs surrounded by them now, they would not be able to catch them all in an hour!

The best efforts of a mortal can only keep the battle from losing, but this is just as important as using extraordinary strength to win the victory.

Once the gap was reopened, the orcs outside would pour in again, forcing the orc warlord to withdraw. Leon guessed that this great master who had suffered a loss would definitely create a new Gangat—even more powerful than the previous one.

So he had to end this battle here.

There is only one tactic that can achieve this goal.

Behead!

"Christina, give up Gangat."

Leon ordered: "While ensuring the safety of the Titan, cover as many orcs on the ground as possible!"

The Warlord-class Titan turned its gun around, and a series of heavy bombs and artillery fire wiped out all the orcs in front of Leon.

Ganggat got some time to catch his breath, but Gada, who was sitting on it, realized that something was wrong.

The guys below are dying one after another... Although they will give birth to many guys after their death, that is not the time after all.

The Waaagh energy that flowed into his body has weakened!

He could feel that Brother Mao's gaze, which was originally directed at him, was moving away!

Gada pressed every button on the Ganggat, but the half-broken Ganggat failed to respond to his expectations. As the Waaagh's energy weakened, the mechanical monster became increasingly shaky and could no longer pose any real threat to the Titan.

If this continues, even restraining the Titans will be a luxury.

Gada roared angrily.

He jumped out of the cockpit, pulled out an orc boy, stuffed a bundle of cables into the boy's head, and let the boy take over Gangat.

"You only have one mission, drive our mecha towards that giant thing!"

The green boy's eyes rolled back from the impact of the cables, and Gangart fired in all directions in confusion.

Gada didn't care whether the boy heard his order or not, he had already entered his giant iron can of death.

"I don't want that big piece of junk anymore! I'm going to use my squeak cannon to send it and the shrimps into the sky!"

He roared his decision, then jumped down in a giant iron tank.

The giant iron can of death fell like a falling meteor. Its mechanical joints creaked with a harsh grinding sound, and its heavy footsteps crushed the ground below. The moment it touched the ground, a shockwave spread outward from its impact point, stirring up a cloud of dust and gravel.

Gada quickly adjusted his posture. When the dust settled, he was sitting in the cockpit, revealing only a pair of mechanical eyes glowing red, staring coldly ahead.

All orcs believe in both Gogo and Maogo. Although as a master of skills, he hopes that Maogo will favor him more, he does not mind using Gogo's way to solve problems.

"I want shrimp to die!"

But this is exactly what Li Ang wants.

The moment Gada appeared, Li Ang locked onto his target.

"The target is the orc warlord."

Leon said to Kurland, checking his exoskeleton to make sure all its functions were working properly: "Send me to him!"

Of course Kurland understood what he meant.

Fighting with an iron can that was much taller than themselves consumed the soldiers' physical energy more than ordinary battles, but Kurland had no intention of taking any rest.

His armor was stained with the greenskin's blood, which had not yet dried. He pointed his sword at the giant iron can of death in the distance and gave orders to the coalition forces at the final high wall:

"Sons of Dorne! Forward, at all costs!"

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The orcs themselves don't understand what Waaagh energy is, but that doesn't stop these natural psykers from using this energy almost instinctively.

After all, the reason why orcs can grow bigger and stronger is entirely due to the strengthening of my thinking power.

Orcs love to fight, because fighting makes them stronger and more waaagh greenskins. Becoming bigger and more waaagh is the lifelong pursuit of all the orcs, which also makes them unable to accept their own strength being weakened.

At least Gada will never accept it!

Now that Waaagh's energy has declined due to the human counterattack, it is the biggest provocation to him, the orc warlord!

The angry Gada no longer thought about getting the Titan and using it to make something powerful.

He personally joined the battlefield just to tear these shrimps in front of him and their big guys into pieces!

His impulsiveness made beheading possible.

Within half an hour, Li Ang must take off Gada's head!

But the direction chosen by Gada was different from what Li Ang expected.

As a skilled mechanic with a bit of brains, Gada could tell at a glance that the Space Marines charging towards them were not to be trifled with. So he chose another direction, making a circuitous route towards the Titans.

The Space Marines were certainly powerful, but successive battles had reduced their already small numbers to around five hundred.

Unlike the assault on those disjointed orc troops, they were now facing the main force of the orcs. Even if they were a single needle, their number was insignificant in front of the vast sea of ​​orcs.

The needle tip was still struggling to move forward in the turbulent waves, but it was far from the speed at which Gada advanced in the Astra Militarum's position.

There was no position for the Astra Militarum to hold here, and the Astra Militarum advancing with the help of armored units was no match for the Orcs led by the Death Giant Iron Can.

Some soldiers used Chimera transports for cover, but the Death Kronos mounted on the giant iron cans ripped them and the Chimeras apart. As for the other infantry on the front, they were easily mowed down by the Giga-Tu-Tu rifles coaxial with the Kronos.

The Star Army has a total of 400,000 people, but Gada is like a fish in water!

The Astra Militarum's retreat made it even more difficult for the final coalition forces attempting to fight their way through the Orks and reach Gadar's side of the Wall. Armidel, Thorn, and Kurland led the charge, clearing a path for the coalition forces. The sustained, high-intensity combat wore on these extraordinary warriors.

The Astartes' extraordinary energy and reaction speed became dull in such a brutal battle. If they were not careful, these extraordinary warriors would also be swallowed up by the endless green tide.

Leon used his power fist to smash the head of a green-skinned boy who had squeezed in through the gap between the fallen Space Marines.

He called out the Titan Captain's name.

"Christina!"

He was answered by a barrage of heavy bombs.

Gangat's fighting style became a fight for its life. It quickly closed the distance with Titan during the cooling time of the volcanic cannon, as if it wanted to drag the battle into close combat.

The Titan, who needed to stay in good condition as much as possible, could only retreat while using explosive bombs to stop the enemy's advance. This string of heavy bombs was the maximum support Christina could allocate.

Such firepower temporarily cleared the obstacles in front of the coalition forces, and the Space Marines suddenly increased their speed. However, they still could not catch up with Gada's team.

"If the Astra Militarum can't stop that Ork Warlord, we'll never catch up!"

Thorne pointed out the crux of the matter loudly.

"They'll stop it."

Li Ang was quite sure of this.

In this dangerous universe, the empire's defenses are always first forged by these ordinary warriors.

The empire’s greatest reliance has always been these mortal legions!

The Death Can was still slaughtering the Astra Militarum troops on the front lines, trampling over the useless struggles of these shrimps. But behind these resistances, a death squad had been gathered by the political commissar.

"Team One will attract attention from the front. Team Two will prepare the melta bombs. Once they succeed, Team Three will charge immediately!"

The uniformed political commissar gave his final orders in a hoarse voice. He drew his chainsaw sword and made the most direct pre-war mobilization for this one-way attack: "I will personally lead the second squad!"

The first squad, armed with rocket launchers, leaped from cover, aiming their rounds at the foremost Gada. Rockets whizzed towards the Ork mechs, but most of them were ripped apart in mid-air by the hail of musket fire, along with the soldiers who launched them. The few that did hit only left a few sparks on the armor, as ineffective as hitting a rock with a branch.

But the smoke from the explosion temporarily obscured the view of the giant iron can of death. The second team took the opportunity to advance and got in front of the giant iron can of death.

Although their efforts seemed a little insignificant in front of the orc warlords.

The incredible hydraulic power system of the Death Can gave it agility far beyond its size. Even though Gada saw the soldiers rushing towards him at a very close distance, he turned his gun in an instant and knocked them down.

Only the political commissar came to the front of the Death Can, facing this six-meter-tall giant, he brandished his chainsaw sword without fear.

"For the Emperor!"

He roared and chopped down the chainsaw sword, but what greeted him was the sharp saw blade on the other arm of the giant iron can. The high-speed rotating saw teeth easily cut off the chainsaw sword and cut the political commissar in half.

Gada manipulated the iron can and stepped on the pathetic mortal, who was left with only the upper half of his body. The political commissar opened his mouth to say something, but the surging blood had already blocked his throat.

In the end, he could only spit on Tieguan's feet.

This behavior infuriated Gada, who repeatedly crushed the commissar's body, nearly turning the upper half of his body into minced meat. This anger prevented him from hearing the ticking sound coming from the commissar's severed lower half until the very end.

That's the countdown for the melta bomb.

"boom!!!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, flames and metal fragments flew everywhere. The giant iron can of death stumbled, its mechanical legs making a harsh metallic friction sound.

The Death Can's scientifically compact metal structure and Waaagh energy maximized its ability to maintain its integrity under the explosion of this small-yield melta bomb, but its travel device still partially malfunctioned.

Inevitably, it paused.

This pause created an opportunity for the last squad, who braved the hail of bullets from the other tanks and bravely rushed to the giant tank. Some rolled into the armor crevices with explosives, some tried to force their way through the unwelded hatch on the tank, and some used their bodies to block the tank's observation window...

Gada roared angrily:

"Damn you! I'll scatter you! I'll scatter you!"

To Gada, these people are just shrimps that can be crushed to death at will, but even ants can delay the giant at this moment.

Killing these people wasn't a big deal, but it wasted a lot of time. By the time he'd finished dealing with these annoying little bastards one by one, Li Ang's voice had already resounded behind Gada like thunder.

"Greenskin Boss!"

The orc language he spoke was amplified by the loudspeaker, and in front of all the beasts, he named Gada, who was driving the giant iron tank of death.

"Stand up and face me! Like a real War Boss!"

The coalition forces of the final high wall, now...

Already arrived!

PS: Happy New Year’s Eve, one more update.

Chapter 98: King versus King.

Gada stopped walking.

He could feel the eyes of all the green guys focused on him.

Leon shouted in Orcish, and all the orcs present heard it clearly.

There is no doubt that this is a duel initiated by Xiami!