Lacroix was one of them; he had even personally stabbed one to death.
In close combat, humans were naturally at a disadvantage, even though many of the Green Skin Orcs were wounded or killed by the blasts. The remaining four still managed to slay seven soldiers.
But overall, the exchange ratio between the two sides was only one to one.
In the past, these dozen Green Skin Orcs would have been enough to wipe out their entire platoon.
However, the battle was far from over at this point. Their position had been thrown into disarray, and it seemed like the Green Skin Orcs seized this opportunity, sending in more troops to launch an assault on them.
Tonight was moonless, but with the help of the searchlight illumination from the position, Lacroix could clearly see at least fifty Green Skin Orcs forming layers of dark shadows, charging toward their piece of the battlefield.
At that moment, he was extremely tense, frantically opening fire along with his comrades.