Chapter 69: Trap

After eliminating the scattered Orcs in the camp, Gu En came outside the camp to report to Nie Hao.

"Report, Commander, we have eliminated all the Orcs in the camp! What are your next instructions?"

Nie Hao nodded and said to Hu Jie, "Notify the soldiers of each detachment to prepare for battle. We continue to push forward!"

Hu Jie nodded and left, while Nie Hao asked Gu En, "Are there any survivors in the camp?"

"No," Gu En shook his head and said.

In the distance, after seeing the Two-legged Sheep that had skirmished with it that day approaching the camp, Deji's eyes revealed a hint of joy.

"They've taken the bait! Finally, they've taken the bait!" Deji excitedly bit its index finger and smeared its own blood onto the staff in its hand; the staff emitted a blood-red glow. Furthermore, it said to the Orcs beside it, "Quick! Tell those ambushing warriors to begin the attack; this time, I must make these Two-legged Sheep know the methods of my Beast Race!"

As the main force continued to push forward, Nie Hao discovered that a red light had lit up in the camp, and with the camp as the center, the surrounding 1,500 meters were all shrouded in blood-red mist; moreover, the sounds of Orc battle cries appeared ahead.

"Damn it! This camp is a trap!" Nie Hao cursed angrily when he realized something was wrong.

At this moment, the Orc troops had already begun to exchange fire with the soldiers of the Thirteenth Legion, and a burst of gunfire rang out in the jungle.

After completing his Task, Yingzhou followed Nie Hao's orders and returned to the left flank to continue executing reconnaissance duties.

Just shortly after he left, a red light lit up behind him, and blood-red mist surrounded that area, shrouding all the friendly forces behind him; he himself was almost swept into it. He wanted to enter, but was blocked by an invisible force.

At this time, Orcs also began to emerge from the jungle and opened fire toward this side.

"Damn, what is going on? Orcs can even use an Array?" Yingzhou couldn't help but complain. He summoned the Catachan Warriors, letting the Catachan Warriors go to help the soldiers of the Thirteenth Legion resist the Orcs' attack, while he prepared to go find the Beast Race member casting the Array.

Although they were caught off guard by the Orcs, the soldiers of the Thirteenth Regiment still displayed good combat proficiency and began to organize a counterattack in an orderly fashion; plus, having been trained by the Catachan Warriors for these past few days, they had a deeper understanding of jungle warfare.

Soon, the leader on the Orc side discovered that the counterattack from the opposite side was not as scattered as imagined, so they began to throw quite a few things similar to Smoke Bombs into the jungle, filling the area with green smoke.

"Careful! They might be about to charge over!"

Seeing the smoke cover the entire jungle, the Orcs on this side pulled out the Battle Axes in their hands and charged in with bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes.

Relying on their keen sense of smell, they quickly rushed into the jungle smoke and moved rapidly toward the positions of those Two-legged Sheep. However, just as they were about to approach their targets, a commotion suddenly came from the trees nearby.

Immediately following, several muscular Catachan Warriors jumped down from the trees like ghosts, the half-meter-long War Blades in their hands flashing with cold light.

These muscular Catachan Warriors swung their War Blades with astonishing speed, each strike landing precisely on the Orcs, instantly killing the several Orcs around them as if chopping melons and vegetables. Blood splattered, staining the ground red.

The surrounding Orcs were stunned by the sudden attack, but they quickly reacted and angrily raised their Battle Axes to charge at these Two-legged Sheep who had killed their kin.

However, these Catachan Warriors had no intention of waiting for them to charge up; the Laser Guns in their right hands quickly aimed at the Orcs charging toward them, and they pulled the triggers without hesitation.

Beams of laser light sprayed out, accurately hitting those Orcs holding Battle Axes and killing them one by one.

Without even a scream, the Orcs' corpses fell to the ground, and blood stained the surrounding land red.

A soldier of the Thirteenth Regiment looked at an Orc that had rushed in front of him; his pupils turned deep blue, and a Knight wearing blue Armor cleaved off the Orc's head. When he wanted to help his comrade beside him, he discovered that his comrade had already been hacked into a pile of meat paste by three Orcs.

"You Beast Race over here, go to hell!" He opened fire at those three Orcs, and the Knight wearing blue Armor raised the Knight Sword in his hand, blocking an Orc that was sneaking up on him.

Although these soldiers of the Thirteenth Regiment did not have the monstrous physical fitness of the Catachan Warriors, nor their unfathomable combat proficiency, they still fought these Orcs using their own methods.

The soldiers of the Thirteenth Regiment shrouded in the blood-red light discovered that their Spiritual Power could not be used here at all, and thus they could not summon their Back Spirit, which meant that within this area surrounded by blood-red, they were no different from ordinary people.

"Open fire, don't let those Beast Race get close to us! Gu En, you take a squad to notify the artillery, tell them to keep firing, and blow all these Orc scumbags away!" Nie Hao said to Gu En while directing the soldiers to fire at the Orcs in an orderly manner.

"But, it will be very dangerous for you here!" Gu En said.

"Obey the order, damn it! Go!" Nie Hao roared, making Gu En stand at attention involuntarily.

"Yes!"

Gu En took a squad of soldiers and left this place to find the artillery group.

On the artillery position side, after being shrouded in the blood-red mist, the artillery commander Zhong Chaofeng immediately had the artillerymen prepare for battle.

Soon, an Orc troop approached this side. After discovering them, Zhong Chaofeng immediately had the surrounding soldiers open fire on the Orcs below, but there was a strong Orc in this Orc troop wearing Simple Bulletproof Armor, and it was holding a Rune Shield, charging upward while braving the firepower from above.

"Hand Grenades! Throw Hand Grenades!" While saying this, Zhong Chaofeng tossed out a Hand Grenade, throwing it into the crowd of Orcs.

Although this effectively delayed the rhythm of these Orcs charging upward, it was only a matter of time before this Orc troop charged up.

Just at this moment, a burst of gunfire rang out from behind the Orcs, catching this Orc troop off guard. Seeing the Orc troop begin to show signs of commotion, Zhong Chaofeng knew that someone had come to support him!

"Someone has come to support us! Everyone hold on!" Zhong Chaofeng shouted loudly to the soldiers beside him.

With the support appearing from the rear, the casualties of this Orc troop gradually increased. That Orc wearing Bulletproof Armor roared, raised its shield, and charged toward the artillery side, and the Orcs behind it began to follow this Orc, charging upward while braving the firepower from the rear.

"These Orcs are crazy, hurry up and go help!" Seeing the Orcs start to ignore him in the rear and charge toward the artillery group close at hand, Gu En shouted to the soldiers beside him.

The group opened fire at the Orcs while charging up the mountain.

But the distance was still too far, allowing that tall Orc to charge to the artillery side. This Orc used the shield in its hand to forcefully swat away the two soldiers in front of it; the soldiers, unable to use Spiritual Power, had physical fitness only slightly better than ordinary people and were directly swatted away.