Chapter 461 Let’s Go

The Orcs rushed into the huge crude torpedo, holding guns in their hands. There was an axe and a long knife on the tip of the gun, which were firmly tied to the gun with screws and wires.

There was a heavy piece of metal at the bottom of the gun, but in the hands of the orcs, this heavy and rough metal was not a problem. Instead, it could become a musical instrument to create a fighting atmosphere.

The head of the torpedo was a grinning orc head, which was filled with explosives. The middle part was the cabin for carrying the orc boys, and the tail was irregularly distributed rocket engines, some large, some small, some thick, and some short.

As for whether the explosion caused by the torpedo hitting the ship would kill other orcs, this would never happen!

We were squatting safely behind a large iron plate. What did the explosion of our heads have to do with our bodies? Of course, we could jump onto other people's ships during the impact and start Waaagh! Get up!

"Ok! Ok! Ok! Ok! Green!!!"

In the torpedo, the big boss led the team of boys. He was wearing shiny iron plate armor and had a red iron chin, which looked very majestic.

"We are going to grab the big treasure! That thing suits us! We also need to decorate it! There are no beautiful patterns on it!"

The boss used his gun to hit the ground to make a sound, and used his loud voice to suppress the noise of other orcs.

A loud fart like thunder came, and the orc boss's fart armor was lifted. The strong fart odor filled the entire torpedo cabin, making this space, which was already mixed with the body odor of orcs, even more smelly.

But this fart also won the respect and attention of the orcs. They finally quieted down, whispered to each other, covered their noses, and praised the boss's fart for being really smelly and loud.

The orc boss was very satisfied with this. He hooked his mouth and pulled up a huge arc.

But this situation is not limited to this torpedo compartment. Almost all the orcs who can get close to the Rebecca ship first in the torpedo compartment are so excited.

The orcs' garbage fleet quickly approached the Rebecca ship. Under this acceleration, one or two boilers and engines exploded from time to time, creating insignificant chaos and small sparks in the hull.

Even the places where the outer shell armor was not fixed, the rivets and iron sheets fell off layer by layer, leaving a small garbage belt at the tail of the orc fleet.

They roared on the ship, waiting for the Rebecca ship to enter their range.

"Do you need my help?" Lin Fan asked Odemeier.

"Ha!" Odemeier laughed confidently, "This ship was made by me with guaranteed quality and quantity, not a quick product. Although there is only one shuttle gun that can be used, it is enough to deal with these little brats!"

As soon as Odemeier finished speaking, the orcs' fleet was finally close enough to the giant ship, and they couldn't wait to launch torpedoes.

The orcs' torpedoes were as illogical as ever. The speeds of these torpedoes were inconsistent, and the trajectory of their flight could make even advanced ballistic calculators feel helpless.

Odemayer could even see an orc warship disintegrate after launching a torpedo. The torpedoes were hung with many chains and long hooks, and the orcs were charging desperately with chains of them.

".They are much crazier now than we were back then." Odemayer looked at the orcs' current state and found it difficult to compare them with the orcs of their time.

"They were more or less scientific back then. What about the void suits? And the outer shield generators? They were... How could they still have the spirit to yell in the vacuum?"

"I can only say... They are like this." Lin Fan shrugged, indicating that the days now are so crazy and unreasonable.

Odemayer sighed deeply, and then controlled the ship to fight back.

The battleship's guns were not activated. Although there was only one shuttle gun, the caliber, which was wide enough to accommodate a cruiser, was enough to show how much energy was needed to activate this gun.

But Odemeier was not distressed about the energy. She just didn't want to waste thousands of tons of precious metal in the ship's hull just to hit this little kid ship.

The huge shield-like plate on the middle side of the battleship moved, and twelve metal shields surrounded the battleship, floating like a flying sword.

Some of the shields broke away from the surrounding formation and blocked the giant ship. Many orc torpedoes hit the shields, but the explosion and metal fragments did not leave any traces on them.

These shields still looked as shiny and new as ever.

"This is so un-Waaagh!" An orc captain shouted fiercely, and then he could only watch the shield cut straight into his precious battleship and smashed the war giant into two pieces.

But the shield can do this not because of its sharpness. No one would think that the shield thick enough to walk away from a Titan is like a war blade, not even the orcs would think so.

After the huge kinetic energy smashed the warship into two pieces, the warship could not maintain its complete structure after such a hammering, and it fell apart and turned into a group of metal in the universe.

The orcs' ambition to conquer the warship began to waver. Although the ship was really great, such a one-sided massacre still made the orcs lose morale.

This battle is too un-Waaagh! !

The orc warlord in the largest, most powerful, and most awesome warship, the power claws in his hands squeaked in anger, and the modified semi-mechanical body burst out with dangerous lightning, even electrocuting a few unlucky farts into charcoal.

"Tell all the crazy idiots to open the door! Let the big bastards start all the teleporters! Let's go!"

The roar of the warlord was transmitted to the ears of every orc and fart spirit through the crude speakers and metal pipes.

The orcs cheered up again, and they slapped the big teeth in their trouser pockets on the table of the big bastard so that they could be the first to enter the teleporter.

The big bastard glared, slapped his big hand on the table, and said angrily, "At this time of Waaagh! I still want to earn big teeth! Am I still the orc that makes the second brother proud? Today, all of you let me in! I don't want a big tooth! No matter what, I will leave my mark on the big ship!"

The orcs were moved by the big bastard's impassioned speech, and they put the big teeth back into their trouser pockets, waiting for the big bastard to start the teleporter.

The teleporter was humming and shaking violently. Even the plane-driving guys' vehicles were more stable than the teleporter platform. Many fart spirits were running in the wheelhouse, generating a lot of energy.

At least the orcs thought that they could provide a lot of energy.

An ancient warlord-class Titan? To be honest, I don't know.