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Chapter 35, Self-reliant Blood Crow Battle Group (3 more please subscribe for flowers)

Orcs, you have to say that their technology is adaptable.

They are really good enough, no matter what kind of civilization equipment, as long as they are picked up, they can always use it.

But you have to say, they have a high level of technology.

Just a little. . . Not so good to say.

The vast majority of their gear is based on "picking up trash".

As small as guns and ammunition, as large as tanks and starships, as long as they grab them, their great skills can always give you something strange but usable.

In fact, after all, the orcs mainly rely on their wonderful power of thinking.

As the battle intensified, Lin Te gradually discovered something abnormal.

Originally there were only two or three dead lifters, but suddenly there were several air units that looked like the shadow of the Wakanda spaceship.

Some ground units suddenly appeared, and were installed "480" motor vehicles with excessive rocket launchers.

For a time, the orcs who had already been suppressed were supplemented with new equipment.

It seems to last longer.

"There has been a big tech tyrant in this orc tribe?"

Lin Te asked the Poison Blade commander curiously.

The Poison Blade commander was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer Lin Te's question.

After not hearing an answer for a long time, Lin Te turned to look at the captain beside him and shook his head.

He also asked casually, a tank commander, how could he know the details of the orc tribe.

Without embarrassing the big head, Lin Te took out a card with a Raven Guard painted on it from the system Warehouse and walked out of the poisonous blade.

Lin Te's location is still some distance away from the main battlefield, and there are a group of imperial fists guarding him nearby, so there is no need to worry about being disturbed by horse fleas.

With a "click", Lin Te stood on the roof of the Poison Blade and opened the Raven Guard card directly.

A Raven Guard of a standard tactical team appeared beside the poisonous blade after a flash of silver light.

"Sneak into the orc camp, and report back if you find a big fighter.

Lin Te looked at these Raven Guards and ordered them very directly.

Compared with battleships, space warriors, and astral army, such small individual units, in fact, the difference between pirated genuine copies is not obvious.

At most it's a matter of equipment supply.

The pirated goods produced by the system are relatively easy to troubleshoot. Each team and each army are equipped with unified equipment and fully equipped with ammunition supplies.

Those genuine goods from the "female ticket" of the Warhammer World are wearing a patchwork of power armor and holding a bolt gun that may only have two bolts.

This little problem is not a big deal.

In terms of practical value, the pirated goods produced by the system are higher.

In terms of collection value, those genuine goods from the original "female ticket" in the world are higher.

"My lord... we may need some supplies."

Just after Lin gave the order, the elite veteran who stood at the top of the Raven Guard team spoke to Lin Te about their situation.

Supplies? That means, is this squad genuine?

Lin Te also noticed the situation of this team at this time.

Not to mention the mottled power armor full of bullet marks and scratches.

The chainsaw sword in the hands of a Raven Guard has even collapsed to the point of losing its teeth.

Just at a glance, Lin Te can also think of how intense a battle they had just experienced not long ago.

"Forget it, sergeant, take your team and go back to the rear to repair first, don't worry about supplies. 35

"It's time for your equipment to be changed."

Sighing, Lin Te waved at the Raven Guard team.

"My lord... we just need enough ammunition, we can complete your mission!"

However, the Raven Guard veteran obviously misunderstood Lin Te's understanding a little bit, took off his helmet, and stared at Lin Te firmly.

Looking at the two golden service nails on the opponent's forehead, he sighed.

"I never doubt the Ability of my warriors."9

Lin Te shook his head, he still admired the veteran's consciousness.

However, he has people under him, and there is absolutely no need for such a team of fighters who seem to be exhausted to continue on the battlefield.

"I see, my lord!"

Hearing Lin Te's words, the Raven Guard veteran humbly bowed his head to Lin Te while reflecting on his recklessness.

Afterwards, Lin Te drew a portal and instructed an Emperor Fist beside the poisonous blade to take these Raven Guards back to Hell's Kitchen.

"Hey, Samaria, bring me two hundred blood ravens. 35

"You don't need to bring grave digging equipment, just be normal."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Te directly took out his mobile phone and called Samaria, the leader of the Blood Raven, who was searching for Vibranium in the Antarctic.

To be honest, there are quite a few Space Marines under Lin Te now.

However, only the Blood Ravens can make Lin Te not see them as Space Marines at all.

Before, Lin Te drew a few more Blood Raven cards and broke them directly.

Those new blood crows, Lin Te, were assigned to Samaria.

It didn't take long for Samaria to say that they were able to replenish their Chapter members on their own.

However, due to the limited number of power armors, they hope to be supplemented by certain resources.

At that time, Lin Te didn't take it seriously, and told Samaria that there might be Vibranium in Antarctica, and that thing could be used to make power armor.

After finishing the work, Samaria began to go to the South Pole with a group of Blood Ravens for the future of their chapter.

In just a few months, there used to be only dozens of Blood Raven battle groups.

It is now comparable to the total number of all remaining Space Marines under Lin Te.

"Good lord, is two hundred enough?"

"If things get tough, my side can now draw up to about 600 fighters!"

Samaria didn't hesitate at all about Lin Te's request, even. . . Very aggressively, he gave Lin Te all his old knowledge.

Six hundred? Lin Te's mouth twitched when he heard Samaria's words.

He had heard that Samaria had opened a refinery, a foundry, and other facilities in Antarctica.

And he never gave Samaria an ounce of support.

But now, Samaria was able to mobilize six hundred blood crows to support her casually.

It is conceivable that the "production" of the Blood Ravens is much higher than that of other space warriors.

"Two hundred is enough...""

Lin Te was also too embarrassed to call everyone's family.

After all, he had been letting Samaria loose for a long time.

Then, Lin Te hung up the phone.

It didn't take long for countless small portals to appear directly behind the poisonous blade.

The two hundred blood crows lined up neatly, waiting for Lin Te's order.

"Go to the orc camp over there, find their great master, and kill him!"

Although the blood crow's fighting power. . . Totally out of proportion to their numbers.

But in the final analysis, the number is here, Lin Te can't believe it, so many blood crows can't kill a big tech tyrant.