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The Orkian War
Chapter 04 - Creeping Doom Hive

Chapter 04 - Creeping Doom Hive

The Kiev ogre was simply ogre prototype to see if it can be done, as Mena was true ogre in name and ability. Now stand as a monument just inside ukrainian borders surrounded the the debrie of a hundred and sixteen armored vehicles and twenty one aircraft.

You know whats coming next right? The madman of orkian truely blew his top learning his kyiv offensive suddenly nipped before it could take off. I got a million ruble bounty on my head, yay! It only makes me want to kill more orks.

The next day I shoot down an alligator and manage to recover an undamage rocket pod with a few rockets left. So I magic ammoed the rocket pod for high explosive and seismic shockwave for mine clearing. Installed it on on an captured bmp three and drove around happily launching volleys at the retreating orks. With a shield added, I was not worry about the inacurate orkian artillery and even less from anti tank crews. At least I knew the magic ammo rockets never misfire.

After an hour of fun, I jump out and let the ukrainian crew take over and would call their upgraded vehicle Lil De-orker. I would see it a year later still demining the frontline as it dash at full speed launching volleys of high explosive seismic shockwave rockets. Though it did go through an overhaul, as I see the right side have been repaired. It crudely painted name has been redone in a more bold print, while it's bullet ridden ukrainian battle flag looking even more ragged than the last time I saw it.

I see a orkian T-ninty tank stop to fire, so I void step in below the barrel and I change into my bodycrafting avatar. I reach up and twist to throw the tank on it's back, but a wrenching noise shattered the air as I tore the turret completely off and smash the turret into the ground. The turret exploded and fired it's loaded round into the bottom front of the tank the turret belong too. The impact penetrated under the front hull and causes a plume of fire to burst out of the turrets former opening.

My personal barrier sparkles as it takes hits from fragments. Then see a tracked apc to my right, so I took what was left of the barrel with a bit of turret still on the end. I void step and use the barrel like a golf club and bash the turret end into the tracks of the apc and knock it rolling on it back. My qi blast though the tracked wheels and up though the bottom side of the vehicle to shred it's occupants with fragments. It removed the last bits of turret leaving a sleightly bent barrel.

I pick up my next target and void step behind the evolved and with a heavy swing launched him into a helocopter, taking it down by smashing the evolved though the tail. Causing the aligator to spin out of control and crashes into the street and exploding. Then like a boomerang, I threw the now heavily bent barrel over to take out the second alligator's rotors. Causing it to plunge into a nose dive and explode in the middle of some infantry fighting vehicles causing the two closest to blow up as well.

With the suppressive fire now gone from the ifvs, ukrainians fire squads leap into action and taking out vehicles and troops as fast as they can load. My fancam first combat view had shock the world and made me famous to the ukrainians. I was the top foreign evolved volunteer with the most kills in infantry, vehicles and aircraft rankings.

The orkians put a million ruble bounty on my head for this, for my first week of avenging my friend. The ukrainian media dubbed me the orkian slayer, while the orks soldier soldier call me by more demonic names. While orkian news turn me into a vile nazi baby killing terrorist. That only made me kill them even more, doing my best to target their evolved soldiers from massacring regular ukrainians.

Fortuneately I wore underworld corporation full body plasmetal armor with helmet. So no one actually saw my face and only my battlecam show titled Vengence in Ukraine underworld young master viewing restriction for fifteen and over. Since I was fifteen, I thought my peers have the right to see what I was doing. From the very start, I had show my reasons for the vengence, showing the smoking ruins of my friends house and went on a rampage.

I had mister Bernard buy me the SSW40 and had my people magical inscripted and turn it into magic ammo micro missile launcher. Why shoot grenades when I can shoot auto targeting micro missiles that can be adapted from forty milimeter to up to three inch barrels. Anything bigger would jump into a different explosive classification. My people had modified it a bit to make it less cumbersome and more compact. Plus it did not need such a big ammo clip when it using magic ammo restriction to replicate magic missiles from it's database.

I have anti air missiles custom for speed and seeking. Anti armor missile specialize for armor piercing and explosive. Then I have anti infanty missile tweaked for area effect and explosive nine milimeter balls packed in the missile's standard one cubic meter void space restriction. The magical wind driven micro missiles zip out with barely a sound as they launch and accelerate to hurricane speeds and beyond. While the anti air micro missile continue to accelerate until reaching sonic speeds.

Since the micro missiles leave with no contrail as they move, locating my launch position is impossible. After all, the micro missile is variable forty milimeter to three inches thickness and about a nine inches long, making it a rather small target to detect on radars. With wind driven missiles and a one cubic meter of void space pack with high explosives, I really did not need a large missile to deliver it's payload.

So, my micro missiles were born after modifying american missiles for a time. It was actually a toy I personally worked on as it seems something my people could really use. Once I perfected the micro missile, I promptly employed them in popup launchers to help protect underworld trade towers. Popup launchers or turrets have been a staple in underworld securities, as with civilian society, you dont want to be seen packing. Looking unarmed and friendly is the way to go when doing business as underworld storefront was extremely popular with western nations.

Fortuneately, underworld arms is located on the more secured ninth floor. On the shoni transports, the military arms is located in the front hull of the ship separated by an armored bulkhead. I found it best to separate civilian and military products. I am making a killing selling magically inscripted advance military systems. So why would I not have a section on shoni transports dedicated for underworld arms to showcase top selling systems the western militaries could not get enough of.

I also requested a seismic missile using a modified earthquake spell to clear minefields and give orks inside bunkers a bad day. With my modified Rheinmetall SSW40 micro missile launcher, I basically blew up any thing orkish that catches my eye. I was not playing around with small arms, not when I was out for blood. I figure if I blew every ork up, I did not have to bother taking prisoners. Funny how your mind logically makes decisions to fuel it's rage for revenge.

With my wives snuggling me when I rest in my subspace and help me get dress when I go out to destroy more orks on the battlefield. My wives and personal guards wanted to join me, but I refused as I did not want my wifes to witness the battlefield. My people have no business fighting in the real world stupid proxy war, except in the safety of drone operators.

I would often anchor my subspace portal to a transport, so I could fight on other frontlines. Which of course shock the orks as they never knew where I would show up, well I never told the ukrainians either. So they were just as surprise that I popped out anywhere to wreck havoc on orkian invaders. It easy to use divination magic to check out which transport to hitch a ride to another part of the frontlines.

But it did not take long from my ukrainian followers to show, so I felt bad that they miss out on all the fun. So I let them know which transport I would be taking, and they just follow along with what ever transorts they had at hand. They been slowly upgrading their technicals into armored vehicles, as I see three tracked ones parked nearby with some of my ukrainian besties among them.

So I head over and check the ungangly vehicles that makes up most of orkian armor these days. A year of fighting in the one hundred and first disguised as mercenaries, I had destroy a good share of them during that time. They are pieces of junk when my divine sense probed though what the ork thought were modern war machines. I laughed as I playful aim my thumb at middle of the front armor plate and sent a qi burst into the armor to stamp my thumb print in the exact center of all three vehicles.

I used the thumb imprint on the new vehicles to place to hide my magical inscriptions. I place barrier shield to project a barrier ten meter radius. I smiled and told everyone to travel under the new protective barriers shocked and wowed my ukrainian friends. I also made sure to put a barrier shield around the vehicle itself as extra protection. Do not want my new three mobile shield generators getting hit. So basically now I had a small fleet of technicals bundle close to stay inside those barriers.

Then I taught they how to install a fuel cell generator to the orkish designed armored vehicles. Now they do not have to worry about fuel, as I order a truck full of military grade fuel cells. They have triple the capacity of civilian models, allow them to travel five hundred miles for each fuel cell. Since the fuel cell generators come with a duel fuel cell loader, smartly filling one to full capacity while using the other first.

I even pulled out most of engine and fuel tank away to open up more cargo space. Then I fused some scrap metal to double the thickness of their armor. With the fuel cell generator pumping more than twice the horsepower than the piece of shit engine they had. Dumping in all the extra armor drop their speed to under sixty miles an hour. I made sure to refine the entire transmission an extra time to improve it durability.

After all, I did not want a simple ork anti tank round to damage it's maneuverability. I even refined the tracks with a bit a mithril as the prime ingrediant to make it even impervious to a nuclear strike at one mile out from ground zero. It's so tough, I doubt they will need to replace it anytime soon.

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I even raise the cabin to give the crew more head space. Especially for the troops in the carrier bay, There is even metal lockers on the cealing holding additional weapons. Three smite launchers and nine pulsar assualt rifles, the crews are going to be happy. I made sure to fill ammo and extra void enhance storage clips with standard three hundred round and nine missile compacity.

I left a note to talk to me if they needed more ammo. Since they elected for follow me, I felt obligated to hook them up with some of my latest toys. So I tricked out the three vehicles to amaze my ukrainian friends. I even put in a small fridge where the fuel tank used to be so they can have cold drinks.

I then put a silence spell on the mid tier four durable tracks so I did have to yell over that racket. Since I used mithril, it allowed me to put a magical inscription of the treads, allowing them to regenerate structural integity while in contact with the ground. It is one of my favorite earth restriction since it is so handy. So wear and tear is no longer an issue, and battle damage would simply repair itself over time.

I laughed at my ukrainian friends, they look like tourists riding under the protection of the barriers. I had save their lives plenty of times since the start of the war and now they follow me. That why I built the kyiv's ogre, I want my people in stolen orkian armored vehicles since nato not giving ukraine any spares for me. So that is why to me and those who follow me, the kyiv's ogre was a complete success.

I had a complete field filled with looted armored vehicles, I let my followers to pick what ever they needed to transport all two hundred on my current followers, and a couple extra spare vehicles to boot so that it not so crowded in every vehicle just yet. I gave the rest to the ukrainians, after magically inscripting them with a three year self destruction lease. I definently do not want a warlord getting his grubby hands on one of these magically inscripted armored vehicles.

The ukrainians officers who were enjoying shooting off my newest military toy, the pulsar assault rifle, stood dumbfounded by my war plunder and the crowds of media burst out laughing. My people came to magically inscript them with the basic restrictions once they saw me begin working on the first vehicle. Armor improvements for the tanks and barriers for the others. I switched them all to lightning barriers so they can detonate any mines they encounter, but safely outside the barrier.

Because of my fancam, the orks had a full list of my so called terrorist activities I commited. Though their copies were grainy due to modern recording devices unable to fully record restriction panel videos. Therefore copies tend to be a little pixelated, forcing many to purchase restriction panels as big screens to small tablet sizes. So they dont have to guess what the letters are in my hud display in my helmet.

The ukrainian high command wanted to work with me, but I was not in the mood for adult management, and instead just clear the area of orks I happen to be in. My favorite thing was capturing orkian rocket systems to magically inscript the rockets with wind magic to increase the range to a hundred miles and increase the explosive power by three times. On the launcher itself, I give it a homing enchantment and a speed boost.

Then slapped on a stealth restriction on the rockets and with underworld satalite imaging, individually target ork planes and heavy vehicles in range. My favorite was the Grad launcher, because I could pick forty orkish targets to destroy. The orks hated me dearly and fear my arrival to any battlefront even more. The ukrainians called me brother and cheer where ever I appear. The orkian high command increase my bounty to five million rubles after watching a couple of their captured grads upgraded by me in action.

Of course my people sent me dozens of new weapons to test out. Their lighting staff was particularly nasty weapon, similar to force lightning but increase the range to one hundred meters. I watch scores of lighting arc out of the staff crystal ball and strike orks in range, includes those inside vehicles turn into ashes. I sweep the lightning staff before me, as orks turn to ashes new lightning arcs pour out to strike new targets. It was a terrifying weapon that left no orks bodies within a hundred meters of me. It also ignited any kind of explosives with it's electrical arcs of magical destruction. It's secondary use as a mine clearer a no brainer.

One of my favorites was the Creeping Doom Hive with spiderbombs. It had a extra large subspace carrying three hundred spiderbombs. Looking like roomba three inches tall with four extendable legs, these mechanical spiders are deployed at night where they creep forward towards orkish positions. Equiped with steath restriction and one cubic meter void space of high explosive with it's edges line with thousand of ball bearings to deal with infantry. Attaching themselves like limpid mines to the underside of vehicles, bury themselves deep in ammo and fuel depots, and crawl into command centers or barracks. Created terrifying explosive havoc among the orks at night.

As soon as the first spiderbomb is detected, it gives off a signal that detonates any spiderbomb waiting to detonate their target. While the remaining continue their stealth approach in searching for a happy explosive ending. The orks never figure out the spiderbomb until after a month of devastating nightly deployment. When a magic detector finally discovered the stealth bots. My bounty was increase to ten million at this point.

The next were the Buzzbomb hive, following the successful spiderbomb, these spit out three hundred explosive softball size mechanical hornet puppets that buzz as they fly. Magically design as anti infantry drones, these flying anti personal bombs packed with ninty ball bearings in the outer ring. The buzzbombs were design to spray the ball bearing horizontally and down with none wasted going up to ensure a good coverage.

The orkish infanty soon learned to be terrified once they hear the buzzbomb coming. Flying at twenty meters per second, and flying irratically like any good mock insect drone should do, making the buzzdrones impossible to shoot down. Since the orkish infantry dont have combat shotguns available for frontline use normally, trying to shoot a bullet at the fast moving and darting buzzbomb is more than the average ork in the fake second best army in the world.

The agile speedy flying balls of explosive death was even more feared than the spiderbombs. The spiderbombs were the terror of the night, while the buzzbombs terrified during the day. But every ork that survived a nightime buzzbomb attack will you that is the most terrifying exerience of their lives. The orks learn to scatter when they hear buzzbombs coming to avoid mass casualties from on a single attack.

First thing I do in the morning to check the local ukrainian troops about orkian evolved activity in the area. If there is none, I head toward the frontlines and set off a buzzdrone hive to welcome the local orks to a new morning. Ukrainians behind me cheer as the now famous terror drones exploded virally as intercepted calls tell a tale of woe. My bounty worth was increased to twenty million rubles.

Since micro missile launcher is a relatively small three inch tube about a foot and half long. I decided to mount micro missile launchers on a racing drone to hunt helicopters and call them Vulture drones. It began as one shot surveillance drone that had a loiter time of six hours. I gave it to me people to modify with emphasis on loiter time and surveillance with the ability to shoot down orkish assets.

Once my people finish finalizing the lastest model design, it became a drone with two meter wing span from tip to tip. It's high resolution camera with thermal imaging and zoom performance out class all other drone cameras due to magical inscriptions. But I did not expect was they install nine micro launchers just under the forward edge of both wings giving vulture drone eighteen micro missiles. They install a standard fuel cell giving the vulture drone enough fuel to fly a few years before replacement. For protection, the added the standard invisibility magic and stealth restricition. Talking about overkill, but I do not mind the sleightest and I sent nine crates of three to ukraine to play with.

Like their namesake, they loiter in the air looking for prey until they need to rearm. The two wing hardpoints can carry small bombs and the middle hardpoint is for an medium size bomb. Vultures can be set to patrol an area and automatically engage enemy aircraft.

After shooting down their first helicopter, ukraine wanted more vulture drones and if possible add a void storage for more missile ammo. Lol, I certainly understand the need, but arming future terrorists with a multi missile launching drones is just not a happy thought. So I said no and sold ten crates for nine thousand dollars each and gave fifty crates of micro missiles for free.

So now ukraine has a line of fifty seven vulture drones flying above their frontlines day and night. With restriction panels used for control, the orks magical anti drone counter measures are useless. They quickly learn just how dangerous the vulture drones were as two fighters and three helicopters were shot down with first three days of forming the vulture line.

The vulture user manual suggested the air defense line and of course the airfield raiding with a small squadron of vulture drones. After a few days of practicing raiding together with vultures, the first vulture drone raid came on fourth night. Twelve vultures in two groups of six flew at midnight and struck crimean airfield as they came in from the black sea.

On there way out, they dropped bombs on radar and air defenses. The bombs maybe small, but with one cubic meter of high explosives in void container, they definently gave a big bang for world's entertainment. While the medium bomb had three cubic meters of high explosive fun. The high resolution thermal cameras gave the world the first look at underworld drones that night. Ukrainian high command was seen celebrating the crate of spicy wine I sent for the occasion.

Later I found out many officers went to kyiv trade tower to buy more of the spicy wine. Eventually become a big hit in ukraine, something the rest of the rest of the western world had yet to figure out. It was strong mildly spicy wine that make your stomach feel comfortably warm. Especially feels good in ukrainian winters, after the war the civilians enjoyed my spicy wine all winter long.

I had use one spiritual fireberry for each keg it give it a spicy kick and real warmth. Enough to go swimming in winter as long as your drunk on spicy wine. Winter sports took off in ukraine, as their drunken antic took off to the amusement of everyone including themselves. But hey, it just made their new tourist industry even better in winter time.

Eventurally these winter tourists found the secret of ukrainina winter revelry and the spicy wine soon spread thoughout the western world. Spicy wine become the defacto cure for hypothermia, as it was the fastest way to return someone back to their normal temperatures. Then have a jolly good drunken time afterwards, cant beat that with any other treatment.

Spicy wine joined everyone winter survival kit, all thanks to the tier six fireberry which grows in huge patches around the lava fields of the twenty night floor. So making mortal level cultivation wine is relatively easy. I'm just glade to finally rid of good portion of the stored stock of fireberries, since my people harvest far more than are used.

Well, the good thing is the longer a fireberry is aged, the more kick it has. So the number indicated on a wine jug indicates it's burning strength. The fireberry wine sold in the real world is only listed as strength one to three, and most mortals can handle a rank two fireberry wine. I personally carry rank six and seven fireberry wines, due to my fire affinity and spiritual primalfires I have. If I can level up both masteries, I might even try a rank eight fireberry wine someday.