Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

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The beastman leader holding a pistol burst into exaggerated laughter, "You humans can't decide things, so we'll decide for you."

"Boys! waaaaaaaaagh!"

"waaaaaaagh!"

The beastmen rushed forward like a bunch of reckless brutes without brains or plans, a moment ago they seemed like they were about to trade, but in the next, they had already grabbed their machetes and charged.

Shouting "waaaaagh," they surged forward as if inspired by the power of gods, their movements swift and coordinated.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The pistols in the beastmen's hands, almost as big as human machine guns, roared wildly first.

Fired into the air...

Whether accurate or not, they were simply loud.

This was the beastmen's combat aesthetic.

Big is good, loud is strong!

"waaaaagh!"

Even the beastmen's pet dougs charged forward with "huffing and puffing" in the frenetic warlike atmosphere, their tiny frames bursting with bloodthirsty madness.

The beastmen's sudden eruption wasn't beyond the expectations of the human soldiers here, who were all elite special forces members.

They might not perform well against demons that are skilled at manipulating the mind, but when it comes to real gunfire and battle, they've never been afraid of any opponent.

Almost the moment the leader shouted, some soldiers had already realized that things might change and raised their riot shields to rush towards the rear of the squad.

Uncertain of a fight, they had prevented sudden attacks from other directions, and all soldiers, except for the scouts, hung close to the flanks.

Now, certain of battle, the human soldiers' footsteps were equally as swift as the wind.

"We'll settle with you after the fight!"

The soldier named Harold, holding a thick black blast shield, rushed to the front line at the rear first.

Called out by the leader, Ying and others ignored him and, pulling out their chainswords, also stepped forward like charging soldiers towards the beastmen.

The beastmen's long-range combat capabilities were not strong; the fearsome-looking firearms in their hands were basically inaccurate, and most beastmen carried pistols just to fire them and hear the noise, then they'd use the guns to smash when up close.

Only a small part of them liked to snipe with guns, and these beastmen were called by humans "sneaky shooters."

However, with their formidable physical enhancements, these beastmen's close-quarters combat capabilities were far superior to those of ordinary human soldiers.

Da Shan and You also sprang into action, their speed even faster than Ying's.

Facing the beastmen, there was no tactic to speak of.

This wasn't a formal military-scale battle.

No artillery support from a distance, no heavy firepower to lock down the area.

Just a straightforward close-range encounter, get it done and that's it.

"Click~"

The sound of the safety being released rang by Song Ying's ear as his machine gun aimed at the charging crowd of beastmen.

"Ratatatatata!"

Gunshots erupted from all different directions at almost the same time, and the sudden assault of the beastmen undoubtedly sent the ordinary refugees into a state of mental shutdown, with the humans' gunfire startling those at the back of the squad immediately.

The leader of Squad 1 held a big black sword and coldly called out to Ying from afar, "Keep your people in order; don't let them run amok!"

It wasn't any special care.

Squads 1 and 2 were older, not in words alone. Their average individual combat power was stronger than Ying and his team; at this time, they were just doing what everyone was supposed to do.

Fleeing refugees were more troublesome than these beastmen.

"Yes!"

"You, Da Shan, you two go maintain order, get them moving forward," Ying ordered those who had already charged halfway, their faces reluctantly turning around. On the battlefield, military orders were paramount.

"Click~"

Bai E also released the safety on his machine gun, angrily joining the fray.

The flames at the muzzle were clearly visible even in daylight, and a torrent of metal stormed into the bodies of the beastmen charging from different directions.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

A hard swallow!

Yet these creatures' reactions to being shot were more exaggerated than those of insects.

Insects rely on their natural chitinous shells to defend against bullets; without the protection of their shells, bullets easily penetrate and cause severe injuries.

After all, insects have a variety of important organs inside their bodies, such as nerves for transmission and organs for digestion and respiration. But the beastmen are different.

These creatures are essentially plants, spores.

They don't even need to eat, but they don't abstain from food altogether.

Eating is an enjoyment, a luxury for them, but essentially, they are still plants that live well through photosynthesis.

There are none of the vital parts that make up normal sentient beings in their bodies – no heart, no intestines, no organs or immune systems. Instead, they have just a stomach cavity filled with fungal soup. That fungal soup can fulfill all the functions of all organs in a normal living being, like... all-around stem cells?

This meant that these creatures didn't have the numerous weak points of a normal body.

Even their heads... the head is certainly important, they don't need society, they don't need education. Every beastman that crawls out of the ground can directly access enough knowledge to fight and wage wars from the shared memories in their brain that coexist with the fungi.

But even if their heads were chopped off, they wouldn't die.

The fallen heads could be grafted onto another beastman's body with ease, and before long they'd be bouncing around again.

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The only way to completely defeat these creatures is to crush every inch of their bodies and then remember... burn them with fire.

If you crush the bodies of these orcs but do not burn them with a great fire, you're merely helping them to farm the land—

Every piece of crushed body tissue, not surprisingly, will grow back into a whole lively orc, or some underdeveloped snotlings, goblins, and squigs.

Only flames can utterly destroy an orc.

Fire is the enemy of all life in the world.

Unfortunately, even the first step of crushing their bodies is extremely difficult.

Orcs charging against bullets visibly try to dodge as best they can, but human fighters' marksmanship is not something orcs can compare with.

The torrential storm of bullets strikes the green bodies, visibly making green blood splatter about, the orcs at the forefront riddled with countless holes; parts of the torn flesh hang on nearby skin, revealing underneath... green bones.

For any normal human, such horrific injuries would undoubtedly mean entering the realm of death.

But these are orcs.

Their body tissues are inherently filled with sponge-like fungal structures, which provide good defensive effectiveness against various external impacts.

More importantly, their bones serve as the core pillar of their bodies. Similar to bird bones, orc bones are very hard, and the interior is filled with a sponge-like fungal matter that can absorb and digest a large amount of kinetic energy impact so that they can easily withstand super high-intensity collisions and strikes without their bones breaking or deforming.

It may look like their flesh is torn and shattered, but as long as their main support, the bones, isn't massively damaged, they are far from death.

Most importantly, these beings, which purely crave war, have no concept of pain at all, and without vital organs throughout their body, they also do not need the sense of pain to protect themselves.

No feeling of pain, just a frenzied love for battle.

This information all came soon after Bai E's bullets hit their bodies, reflected from the information on the panel—

[??? (Orc) (???): Health 183/210; Defensive Power 14; Action Force 83%; Trait: Fungal Creature...]

"Fuck! They can't be killed!"

Many fighters at the site were facing orcs for the first time. Even though they had understood how troublesome these guys were in the military camp, facing them directly still felt unbelievable.

Fast, strong, not afraid of death, and also hard to kill.

The key thing is, there's also a lot of them.

That's just how unreasonable orcs are.

"We can only sever their limbs and heads! And then burn them with fire!" the voice of the orc expert echoes intensely in everyone's ears.

Like facing insects, these savage creatures may look bulky but are incredibly fast.

Even withstanding the human's bullet storm, they still manage to get close at an extremely fast speed.

In such close-quarter combat, firearms are nowhere near as effective as hacking with a blade.

"Clang!"

The Chainsword in Ying's hand violently collides with a chopping knife held by an orc.

The knife, covered with rust and uneven surfaces, looks like a rusty blade that has corroded for months in a damp place. However, in the hands of an orc, it can clash with a great sword forged from the best steel humans can produce without being at a disadvantage.

In the hands of an orc, the chopping knife looks somewhat small, but in the moment it really approaches and strikes the body, one realizes that these knives are half as long as a person.

Including what seems like ridiculous serrations that become a terrifying decoration capable of easily cutting through skin and flesh.

"Boom!"

Up close, an exaggeratedly shaped pistol in an orc's hand suddenly opens fire.

No! To call it a pistol is an understatement, it's more like a hand cannon.

Upon pulling the trigger, a terrifying flame bursts instantly from the barrel, and a scorching storm of fire engulfs a vast area in an instant.

Including themselves as well as the human fighters they face.

Incendiary shells...

But a miniaturized version for close-quarters combat.

It's a wonder how ammunition designed for tanks got adapted for use in pistols by these creatures.

"Waaaaagh!" Amidst the orange flames, you can still hear the excited, almost frenzied, screams rise.

"Waaaaaagh!"

"Boom! Ka-chk—" It's not at all surprising that such bizarre weapons jam; however, the next moment, the jammed pistol is ferociously thrown by the orc wielding it.

Towards... the direction of the refugees.

With the strength of an orc, even a well-guarded fighter being struck would spit out blood, let alone those unguarded refugees.

Bai E, reacting in advance, raises his gun and shoots, successfully intercepting the pistol thrown like a pebble mid-air, diverting its path.

"The situation isn't good."

The captain of Team 1, wielding a great sword, faces off against three to five orcs alone while speaking to the others through the headset.

"The two vehicles at the front should come back!"

Mounted on each off-road vehicle is a heavy machine gun which might provide some assistance.

The number of orcs... is just too great.

Bai E narrows his eyes and flicks the Compound Bow; under the sound of the trigger mechanism, the bow unfolds instantly.

He is not going to use a gun anymore.

His teammates have proven that firearms have limited lethality against these creatures, and even with using skills, they probably wouldn't achieve great results.

After all, Gun Fighting Skill also embodies a certain degree of survival ability and isn't quite satisfactory in terms of pure offensive capability.

By comparison, the skill "Powerful Strike," strictly as an offensive output skill, is more lethal.