Chapter 119 You Are Secretly Watching Me

"Priest Diliya! Operate well!"

Enduring the tremor of the airdrop capsule breaking through the atmosphere, Lin Fan could see the general situation outside through the holographic projection inside.

The orcs' anti-aircraft artillery was almost cleared, but there were still many scattered small artillery pieces defending against the air.

"I'm doing it! I'm doing it!" Priest Diliya connected the mechanical plug with the data board of the airdrop capsule, controlling the rocket nozzle outside the airdrop capsule to fine-tune the movement of the airdrop capsule.

"Control! Control failed!" Diliya's panicked voice spread throughout the airdrop capsule.

The high-speed falling object carried Lin Fan and his group in it and floated in another direction.

"May the Emperor bless us." Domian sat on the chair, silently made a Sky Eagle salute, and then closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of fate.

"We have all broken through the orcs' air defense network, and nothing can happen." Old Jock didn't care. He gave Lin Fan the feeling that he was always very carefree.

"I'm rewriting the holy code. The machine soul has mixed in something more complicated! I don't understand it!"

Lin Fan was secretly bitter when he saw Diliya's anxious and confused look. This little mechanical girl couldn't figure out something, let alone himself.

Could it be that the orcs also made electronic bombs and other things?

Lin Fan couldn't say, after all, the ancestors of those things were ancient orcs who had fought the Heaven War with the Deathly Haunted Dynasty. God knows whether there will be a boy with a flash of inspiration who will make a magical thing with orc aesthetics and idealistic technology.

"Prepare for impact!"

Lin Fan grabbed the fixed safety railing. There was a noisy sound of scraping metal and smashing rocks outside the airdrop cabin. They felt as if they were penetrating something and falling straight to the bottom.

"I hope it won't hit the bottom nest directly! It will be difficult for us to get out!" Old Jock gritted his teeth and endured the discomfort caused by the impact.

During their time together, Lin Fan found that Old Jock would feel uncontrollable nausea for too violent bumps. It stands to reason that he should get used to it, but he just couldn't overcome his physiological problems.

Just don't spit it out.

Boom!

A huge crash was heard, followed by the sound of various debris hitting the shell of the airdrop cabin.

"Oh my God, are we here?"

"I think so."

"The door is stuck."

"Let me do it." Lin Fan got down from the chair, walked to the door with a twisted structure, and kicked the hatch open with one foot.

Everyone ran out of the hatch quickly, paying attention to everything around them.

A group of defense soldiers fell to the ground and twitched, wearing protective clothing that covered their entire bodies and gas masks that covered their faces.

Lin Fan and his men were wearing standard bulletproof armor and full-protection helmets of the Star Army. The officers on those ships still had some brains.

Knowing that Armageddon was a heavily polluted industrial planet, they knew to give them a full-protection helmet with an air purifier.

Otherwise, with this broken environment, even if the soldiers were not killed by the orcs when they were airdropped, they would be killed by the polluted air.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, did it just hit an orc? The ground is full of blood."

Lin Fan walked towards the back of a political commissar, who was kneeling on one leg in front of a dying soldier, looking a little sad.

Tsk, if Domian, Old Jock, Delia and the others died in front of me, I think I would be very sad.

Walking over, Lin Fan did not hear what the two of them said.

"Ahem. Do you want to collect his bones?"

"No, Captain. No one will be special. I won't and he won't either."

Lin Fan watched the political commissar take some relics and dog tags from the dead soldier, and turned his head to look at him.

The iconic power claws, storm arrows, and the electronic cigarette that can shoot hell heat rays, Political Commissar Yarrick stood in front of Lin Fan.

After packing the dead soldier's relics, Yarrick looked at Lin Fan, "Hello, Captain. Thank you for your support."

The standard political commissar's rigid poker face is exactly the same as that of Political Commissar Ode.

"We have just been airdropped here and are not familiar with the battlefield situation. I decided to let you command temporarily."

"Okay." Political Commissar Yarrick hesitated for a while, but still accepted Lin Fan's suggestion. As he said, only the local soldiers can understand the complex situation around them.

"The orcs have collapsed."

A cold mechanical voice came from behind the two.

Lin Fan looked back and saw a mechanical sage who was much taller than him standing behind him. He was looking down at him and Yarrick with his electronic eyes flashing green light.

Beside him stood Dilia, who was a little embarrassed and had an admiring look on her face.

"Great Sage Chaos." Yarrick made a Sky Eagle salute, and the Great Sage Chaos also made a cogwheel salute in response.

"Without your help, this mission might not have been accomplished. I thank you to the fallen soldiers."

"We are all subjects of the empire, there is nothing much to say, I just want to protect the property of the God of All Machines and avenge the holy objects whose machine souls were desecrated by the orcs."

"But what happened to the orcs' collapse?"

"That orc boss is very interesting." Sage Chaos paused, and Lin Fan always felt that he could see some small regrets from that cold electronic eye.

"He installed a trigger device on himself, which will be triggered after his death. Now the entire Holy Word Square is playing his music. According to Gutai's records, I think this should be called funeral music."

Has this orc even thought about his funeral? Should he find another orc boy to keep vigil for three days, and then find a group of fart spirits to cry.

Lin Fan felt speechless, but Political Commissar Yarrick was relieved. At least they could rest and communicate with the supporting troops.

"In that case, Captain, are you interested in going hunting with me?"

"I have always been good at this."

Political Commissar Yarrick and Lin Fan's soldiers walked out of the huge anti-aircraft turret and cleared the orc troops surrounded by the soldiers sent down by the airdrop pod.

The vicious bald medics left a few to take care of the soldiers who were still lying on the ground and twitching. At least they could still breathe, and if they could breathe, they could still be saved. They had to trust the judgment of the medics.

Sage Chaos looked at Lin Fan's receding back, turned his head and wondered what he was thinking.

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"Waaagh!"

It was a similar scene again. They hid inside, the orcs were outside, and there was only a small explosion-proof door separating them.

This explosion-proof door was not even as good as the quality of their fortress, although the one knocking on the door was no longer the strong orc like a hill.

But the more numerous guys at the door were ready to skin them and cut their bones at any time.

Dover clenched the gun in his hand and checked whether the bayonet was fixed. He didn't want it to fall off when fighting.

"Hehe." The old soldier shook his head and smiled softly.

Bang!

The door was opened, and the orcs rushed in. The old soldier rushed up with a chainsaw sword, and Dover held up his gun to cover him. They had done this kind of cooperation many times in the ruins of that fortress and that block.

The orcs trying to break through the position, probably like this outside the square