Chapter 145 Knife and Sword, Laser and Bomb Mechanicus’ Emotions
The ensign was a knight, at least he thought so. Amid the blood- boiling restlessness of the war pistons of the roaring Sentinel mecha, he would open up a path for humanity for the empire.
The Knight Titan was so large that he detached his beloved knight from the Liberty Blade and headed for war.
He was not a noble, he was born in a hive city, and his fate was uncertain. The only thing he had was an optimism that was abnormal in this era, and a loyalty that shone like gold.
The God-Emperor will reward anyone who puts the blame on his poor body, whether it is a Space Marine or a mortal, whether it is the Mechanicum or the Ecclesiarchy, if he is willing to fight for the Empire in this dark universe, his fate will be determined by the Lord of Mankind. Attention.
When the Sentinel mecha was reassembled, the Mechanicus' third hand touched the powerful war machine, and the Mechanicus girl took out the prayer.
“01…”
The loyal mechanical language and its divine voice were about to blurt out, but the second lieutenant said. "At this point, I still have enemies to deal with."
The light blue gem-like eyes of the Mechanicus girl flashed with a hint of dissatisfaction. "What should I do if its machine soul is displeased, such as encountering those things on the battlefield..."
She had to admit that she had a slight fondness for her partner. Even though he was only flesh and blood, the emotions of her comrades in the Imperial Guard had penetrated deeply into her server. Those worries troubled her, but they also made her happier.
The second lieutenant just patted the sentry on the big head. "I believe it."
The Sentinel is now reattached to the mecha's legs, and that's how a killing machine built for killing should act.
Rather than being embedded in a knight, its machine soul prefers such "running". Those gleaming deadly weapons and specially equipped deflagration beam launchers will also take away the lives of those heretics.
The weapons of Skadi's only regiment can break through the ceramite armor of the Space Marines, but those superhumans are extremely powerful and absolutely difficult to deal with.
The ensign lowered his head and spoke into the communicator. "Keep a group of fifteen people in combat, and make sure they are dispersed enough to support each other. Remember, when you run out of ammunition and food, you can use your saber to stab the gaps in the traitor's power armor."
"I once burned those traitors in the forest. The gaps in their power armor were not strong. For mobility, there were only metal fiber bundles and reinforced fiber defenses."
"And, no matter what, always remember, the Emperor protects us."
"For the Empire..."
"For the Empire!"
Chimera armored vehicles, sentries, took the lead to transport those loyal soldiers forward, while those loyal soldiers moved forward in the dark vehicle, not even knowing what was in front of them.
It's just that the Skadi people always know that they are homeless, and the people who caused the cruel reality are tearing the world apart with their sharp blades.
The second lieutenant's Sentinel mecha was equipped with an antenna and an oracle as a command plane, and its steel feet also stepped on the rough rocky ground of this world and the roads connecting cities, running as fast as possible.
The hot wind of the Adeptus Mechanicus' forge world caressed his garbage, almost the same as then, except that it was too dry, and fate was sometimes like a whirlpool, repeating, repeating...
In the end, the Imperial Guard's scouts were the first to arrive on the battlefield, surveying the situation in the inner city from a high altitude. There were debris everywhere. Those supermen knew how to hide themselves. Even so, the experienced Skadi scouts also discovered that they were smashing them. Buildings, destroying humans, but instead of leaving in a hurry, he put a large amount of food used by the servitors into his backpack.
Considering that the radio may be monitored, the scouts took out a special light transmitter. The reconnaissance wing of Skadi's only regiment could use a special type of goggles made to imitate a special alien eyeball to identify objects that even demigods could not see. The light that arrives.
The mysterious flickering colors were transformed into pure white light by the human eye, and the reconnaissance communicator transmitted it to the second lieutenant.
"They are collecting food. The number is unknown. There are a large number of people hiding. It seems they do not intend to leave the city."
An idea flashed through the second lieutenant's mind. Are they going to use this place as a base?
But he quickly refuted this idea. If it was a stronghold, then the priority should be to build defense projects instead of taking things.
But rather than his goal, the lieutenant was more concerned about breaking through the enemy's hidden area, and Skadi's invincible Catachans were all working hard in the void.
"Coordinates, give me the coordinates, we bomb that area."
Captain Sakata shouted, but the second lieutenant answered. "There are still countless servitors or members of the Mechanicus in the hive city. If we carry out bombing, the founding governor may not be happy, and the empire cannot accept such a huge loss in exchange for the death of a few traitors."
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He knew very well how powerful the Space Marines were. Even if they were bombed by basilisk lizards, they could rely on improvisation to survive, such as entering bunkers or air raid shelters. The cities of the Adeptus Mechanicus did not lack these things, and the domes of the hive cities would also hinder the second attack. A bombing gives those superhumans time to react.
This is something that shouldn't be done to waste ammunition and destroy the empire's supplies. Although the area can be cleared, the second lieutenant knows very well that having urban cover is also a good thing for Skadi's only regiment.
He said to Captain Sakata. "There are still remnants of the skitarii in the city. They can provide a lot of help. Bombing is not necessarily better for our war. Now, please guard the intersection with the armored regiments. The only regiment of Skadi is going to teach the traitors a lesson."
Captain Sakata hesitated. He really didn’t want to die as a loyalist, which is why his military rank was stuck at colonel. His comradeship with the soldiers allowed him to fight bravely as a soldier, but it has been difficult to make them fight. Death and life.
In this regard, the second lieutenant has the same cruel character as Alan Bair, because they both know that sacrifice can earn loyalty.
At this moment, the second lieutenant gave an order to Skadi's only regiment, but his first words were. "Fix the bayonet." This is usually only issued in close combat and meat-grinding combat. For the Imperial Guard, whether it is an alien or a heretic, close combat is the next best option.
Of course, this is not because they are afraid of close combat, but because humans are not good at close combat in most situations, and the bayonets of the Imperial Guard will slightly affect the shooting of firearms, and the front weight will affect the feel.
Moreover, the weapons used by Skadi now are all powered weapons. The bayonet indicates the second lieutenant's judgment that in the following battle, Skadi's only regiment may not have time to draw the sword.
The team has dispersed into the city in groups of 15. The scattered pipelines or city ruins inside the complex hive have become excellent bunkers for the enemy.
Superman's powerful reflexes and enhanced five senses can hear even the faintest breath.
In this battle, no matter the time, place or people, there was no advantage. The second lieutenant led the temporary first company and asked them calmly and even cruelly.
The Sentinel Mecha squatted slightly in a "humane" manner. The thing was not designed for such an action, but in order to express his equality with the soldiers, he still tried to lower his height as much as possible.
"Prioritize the protection of civilians."
This is a ridiculous request. In today's world where demigods are raging, how can anyone deal with the Chaos Space Marines and protect ordinary people at the same time?
But Skadi's soldiers still answered. "Yes!"
At this moment, the entire nest fell into an abnormal tranquility. How to describe this tranquility was hard to come up with, but the second lieutenant was very used to it, because it was the tranquility in the forest.
In the forest, the quieter it becomes, the more dangerous it becomes. Private shops or warehouses with civilian equipment on the roadside are all being overturned and opened, and the contents inside are looted. The corpses of ordinary Imperial people and the mechanical bodies of servitors are scattered on the ground. They are everywhere, and you can’t tell who they are. Some of the ordinary people here are family members of the Mechanicus, some are businessmen who come to trade, and there are also individual lawbreakers and so on.
However, the sunshine in the city is not strong, because there are no clouds in this world, and the dome built by the Adeptus Mechanicus can only protect against ultraviolet rays that cannot be blocked by the rough artificial atmosphere here.
The incongruous feeling brought by the bright sunshine is like an inhuman disaster suddenly strikes on a comfortable ordinary day, but there must be survivors in the disaster. The poor girl endured her tears and held her breath. Next to her, a mechanical The priest was hugging the flesh and blood, making a protective gesture.
If Alan Bair was here, he would definitely know this priest, the guy who had protected Miss Poison Blade for hundreds of years, the guy who told him the centuries-old history of the Imperial Engine.
In this world, there are genius scum like Icarus, and there are also mediocre guys who can never erase their humanity. He is currently hiding in a room with a girl who is only 6-7 years old and has little value. Under the counter of a trashed shop.
Because of this, he even scrapped all his servitors, using those precious combat capabilities to gain the enemy's attention.
He didn't know why he did it, but when he saw his crying compatriots, his not-so-good emotion control equipment malfunctioned.
He whispered to the little girl in the distinctive voice of the Grille. "Breathe evenly and think of Ohm Messiah."
The girl asked as she wiped her tears and tied her brown hair into a ponytail. "Who is the Om Messiah?"
The priest took a long breath and used the term he didn't like. "It is the Emperor, the Lord of Mankind who protects you."
the girl asked. "Why did the angel kill my mother...? Did we make a mistake?"
"The Emperor doesn't like us?"
The priest hugged the girl. Even though his modified body was hard and there were many things that were not suitable for human body mechanics, which could make the girl uncomfortable, it was still warm.
"He loves us all."
"Now, don't cry, before the Emperor's angels come."
the girl asked. "Aren't those people angels?"
"They are not absolutely not... and we will be rescued soon." The priest said this, but he had no idea what would happen next. His third arm had been removed by the traitors. The fighting power of those supermen was far beyond his data evaluation.
But he still held on to his power axe. Even if he was shattered into pieces, he would take away an enemy of the Ohm Messiah. Even if he was turned into powder, he would use his body to protect the lives of his compatriots, just like the one he forged. The countless machines performed averagely on the battlefield.
The only bad thing is that he feels sorry for his mentor. If he completes a recognized STC replica this year, his mentor can enter the core of the guild and become a sage.
It's hard to say that he doesn't regret it later. To do such a thing for an ordinary flesh and blood can only be blamed on his broken emotion controller.
But he can only wait at this moment. He can only wait to survive and pray that those traitors will leave...
But he heard the irritating footsteps, and the voices of those absurd traitorous machine spirits also became bright in his mind. He immediately held the little girl's mouth with his cold mechanical hands, even making her unable to breathe.
You must be patient. At this moment, the traitors stepped into the store and looked at the things here. Even though there was no food, the Astartes traitors with bloody things on their heads were still looking for it.
They circled with great interest, like a cat playing with a mouse. The priests of the Mechanicus also realized that those giants would not be hindered by their servitors. Their actions had been discovered early. They were playing with themselves!
Anger, fear, mixed together, his heart had not beat like this for hundreds of years. He held the power ax and released the hand covering the girl's mouth. The girl did not shout, but just watched the red-robed "uncle" standing Take up your own body.
"Heretic! Are you looking for me?!" Then he ran wildly outside!
This move made the heretics angry. The most fun part of the game is hiding and finding hides. However, the audience of hide-and-seek actually came out on their own initiative at this moment, which made the game no longer fun!
They glanced at each other, and the three evil Astartes immediately decided to test the Mechanicum's ability to endure pain!
A moment later, the explosive bomb was fired, breaking the arm of the mechanical priest holding the power ax and disarming him. Next, a Chaos War Brother charged, and the impact was so powerful that the parts of half of the priest's body were scattered.
Next, they picked up this mortal like a suckling pig or something.
"You are very good, we like it."
"Especially your kindness, and that girl."
The priest's cloudy and dull mechanical eyeball suddenly flashed. "What girl?"
The Astartes raised his weapon and pointed it at the store's shelves. "That girl."
the priest cursed. "How dare you! Heretic!"
But within a moment, his grille was torn off, leaving him to falter, while the Astartes next to him complained. "Brother, you took away the most fun thing for him. I need to scream."
The Astartes holding the priest answered. "Sorry, I don't like his tone."
"Okay, girls are more fun, kill a gear boy."
Next, the priest was thrown to the ground, and his unmodified internal organs had been cracked. However, his cloudy crystal eyeball looked at the position of the container, and its shining light was still clear.
But the roar of the giant's chainsword echoed, and those things walked toward the shop with their weapons raised. The priest squirmed with all his strength, but it was to no avail.
He thought to himself. [God Emperor, if you really look at me, I hope...you save her, your pious servant, swear on your own life...]
But those giants are already close to the door of the store, and prayer is useless...isn't it?
They raised their weapons and split open the counter. The priest felt cold inside, but there was nothing underneath?
The Chaos Space Marines suddenly began to look left and right, but strong detonation rays were shot from outside the store, and then the Imperial Guards in military uniforms slowly pressed in.
They were devastating, they were powerful, and the girl had changed places to hide early, and was finally rescued by Skadi's soldiers.
Then a particularly strange sentry squatted down and said to him.
"Well done, Greaser, if it weren't for you, she would be dead."
Next, his body was lifted up by the soldiers, and a girl with red eyes hugged him next to his stretcher, just like he hugged her...
At this moment, the oil man had not had his original vocal cords miraculously speak out in hundreds of years, like old rotten wood, but with new sprouts.
"Praise to the Emperor."
The strange sentry said. "Praise to you too, sir."
"Medical! No... Engineering Department! Come quickly!"
Speaking of something unlucky, there is no recommendation for this book in the future. According to the starting point requirements, it should be recommended once for 500 orders, once for 1,000, and once for 2,000.
But now my editor requires me to get the first recommendation for 1,500. Without a recommendation position, this requirement may not be fulfilled until the book is finished. (It is said that what I wrote is a fan, and the requirements are high)
In fact, this is why my 150,000-word book was put on the shelves. In theory, I would recommend it in the game section, maybe roughly.
All I can say is that I will try to get better grades in the next book.
By the way, let’s take a break today. My mentality is not suitable for coding too much.
In fact, I didn’t think anyone would read this book, but now I’m very surprised. It will be written according to the original outline, which is not long in the first place.
(Slaanesh (torture) comparison)
(End of chapter)