Greenskins of the Marvel Universe

"Why am I so unlucky?"

Fifty kilometers away from the Deathhead clan, in the temporary camp, they were repulsed in the battle during the day.

But even if they lost the battle in the morning, they still had a heartless drinking fight and played cards. The technical guy who was supposed to build things was still building things. Not many people thought so much about it. Only Tomok drank in the car depressedly. .

"Why did I meet a perverted boy?"

Speaking of perverted boys, we have to mention psychic boys. This is an extremely rare green skin. Even among the Orcs who are full of weird things, they are still the weirdest among the weird. They are crazy, so they are called Other greenskins are called weird boys and psycho boys.

They can be said to be green-skinned mages, who are born with the ability to subconsciously obtain biological energy and control psychic powers from themselves and their surrounding companions.

When a large group of agitated greenskins gather together, the resonance of their biofields can bring endless bioenergy to the psychic kid.

Unfortunately, most Greenskins who become psychic by instinct don't know how to control this power in the first place.

For example, these fledgling green-skin mages sometimes just huddled among a group of excitedly shouting greenskins, watching with great interest the two orcs eating, biting, and dancing in the face. Suddenly, they They felt an uncontrollable impulse in their hearts, and then their eyes quickly began to flash, arcs of electricity appeared on their foreheads, and shining sparks began to burst out from their mouths, noses and ears.

If they still don't know what to do, their green heads will explode like overripe watermelons.

Those boys who survived such accidents reacted faster at this time and knew how to quickly find a few targets to release this energy, so ever

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The heads of the other boys around him exploded, and after a moment of confusion, the instigator looked around to see if no one had noticed him, then whistled and slipped away pretending to be alright.

Good psychic boys can survive this difficult time and eventually learn to barely control their psychic powers. After the boy who has mastered superpowers finds that he can create explosions and kill at will, he can't help but secretly steal it to himself from time to time. Have some fun.

This caused great inconvenience to many clans. In the end, the angry bosses finally lost their patience, and some of them had a bad temper and drove them away. In the following days, such psychic boys could only wander around and rely on food. Others put on some shows to make ends meet.

The bosses of other clans were more cunning. During periods of non-war, they locked up these trouble-making psychic boys in separate small shacks, far away from the entire tribe. It's full of warning bells and has a team of grunts keeping watch. Although this is a bit troublesome, the psychic boy will be worth it when the war begins.

While the large group of people were shouting, charging, and killing, the psychic boys obtained massive amounts of energy from the biological field, and they turned these energy into terrifying arcs, raging storms, and excitement for the entire team of boys. A form of energy exclusive to green skins

With them, even the green-skinned troops with the most rubbish equipment can display incredible combat effectiveness.

There are many greenskins on the battlefield, and the crowd is passionate. The nervous boy often cannot control this surging energy. In order to prevent himself from dying, he has no choice but to let the heads of other greenskins around him explode one by one like light bulbs.

When encountering this kind of thing, the boss jumps anxiously but can only admit that he is unlucky. The other greenskins secretly remember to stay away from this disaster next time.

Only psychic boys who have fought a lot of battles and killed many enemies and their own heads are experienced enough. It is relatively safe to stay with this kind of green-skinned boy who is called a pervert, that is, you can enjoy the various benefits brought by psychic energy. The advantage is that you don't have to worry about when your head will explode like those hapless enemies.

What Tomok met was a perverted kid, because the Deadhead clan did not die as many people as Tomok did.

If the opponent was a psychic kid, the Deathhead clan might be gone by now without him taking action.

And from the size of that perverted boy, it can be seen that he is still the boss. Tomok guessed that this perverted boy accidentally blew up their boss's head.

In the battle in the morning, Tomok could have won. How long he has been the boss and how long others have been the boss, their IQs are not at the same level.

For a boss as smart as Tomok, even if the opponent has far fewer troops, he still has the strength to overturn the opponent. This time, it was the other way around, he overturned.

The military strength is not as good as others, the morale is not as good as others, the killer weapon is not as good as others, and they are defeated before they even have time to use their strategies.

This battle was so frustrating, so frustrating that Tomok wanted to tear the guy next to him to pieces.

"Boss, please don't pinch my neck."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention."

The mechanical claw released Que Xinyan and hit the tank armor. With a bang, a fist mark was left on the tank armor plate.

"Boss, why are you so angry?"

"I'm not feeling well today. I'm thinking about how to overturn those dead-headed boys."

"That's it." Quexinyan's eyes rolled, and suddenly, the elf had an idea.

"Boss, we can ask those humans for help."

"How to help?" Tomok didn't look down on those humans. It was true that those humans couldn't participate in the greenskin scene. The orcs' barrages were never accurate, but more, the more the better.

The orcs were shot even if they missed the head and heart, but it was not fatal. The same could not be said for humans. The fifty soldiers who had previously borrowed Brigadier Roger De's number were now less than thirty.

"Humans don't have air force bombing. After they finish bombing, we can attack again."

"The bombing is right, why didn't I think of it?"

Tomok then remembered that most of the orc boys in the Deathhead clan were scavenger boys with modified guns. Although these boys were accurate in shooting, they would definitely not be able to catch up with the aerial vehicles.

"We don't need to ask for human support. Don't we have bombers ourselves? If you are too thoughtful, hand over those technical guys."

"Yes, boss."

Que Xinyan ran out, and soon came with a team of technical boys.

"Boys, the boss is going to issue a mission to you."

"Follow the boss's orders"

"Very good, I need you to help me build a big bomb."

At the mention of bombs, the eyes of the technical boys lit up, just like the psychic boys.

"I want a bomb that can blow up that town."