Chapter 884 Dispute
“Hiss——”
It doesn’t matter if you take a look, but Jack Ma was scared to death.
Things that were originally dimly illuminated by the flashlight became much more obvious upon closer inspection: few corpses in this cabin were complete, either with limbs missing or severed from the joints.
He timidly stepped over a female corpse. Her shaved body had frozen on the ground. When Jack walked around, her sideways face seemed to reveal an icy face. smile.
The cold had eaten into the smell, but Jackma could now tell what Dimo was talking about.
Spice, indeed.
He crept closer to the closed storage bulkhead, praying that the wheel lock wouldn't scream when he turned it.
Jakema put his hand against the frozen metal and twisted it.
This time, luck was on his side - it suddenly swayed and turned away with gentle kindness.
Jackma took a deep breath, opened the bulkhead, and walked into the storage room.
This place seems to have not been looted yet. There are shelves full of boxed dry food packages and boxes of synthetic meat products. Each container is printed with the logo of its respective place of origin.
“Oops!!”
Suddenly, a scream tore the silence.
Jekma froze on the spot, his brain frozen by the scream.
Then, the scream sounded again, and he heard it clearly. It was Dimo's voice.
The sound was wet and disgusting.
Jakema was running before his mind could wrap his head around it, boots slapping against the cold floor.
Then he saw a killer dragging Dimo and Michelle into the cafeteria.
The throne is up there, that thing is huge, and the dark armor is surrounded by blood, like an ink stain splashed in the blood.
Dimo in its hands has turned into a dead body. The dark fist is holding the throat that should not have been bent so far back. The dead man is still holding a dagger in his hand, as if he had tried to resist, while Michelle is still Kicking and still screaming, but a handful of his hair was in the killer's grasp.
Jackma threw the flashlight directly from the sweaty hand. It hit the killer's shoulder pad with a bang and spun away from the red lightning logo without leaving a dent.
This time, he realized the true identity of the attacker. With such a huge and superhuman size, there was only one possibility -
Astartes!
This weak resistance made the killer turn around and briefly shouted a few words through the helmet's speaker.
"Very brave."
The killer threw Dimo's body aside indifferently, next to a headless corpse.
Michelle was still struggling in the monster's hands. He kicked his heels on the cold floor and tried to find a fulcrum. His numb hands grasped in vain the fists stuck in his long greasy hair.
At this time, Jack stopped because he had seen another figure outside the gate.
He was sore, exhausted and tired of the cold. Living like a mouse, only desperate fear can save him from the pain caused by hunger and cold.
Not to mention, standing in a cabin full of corpses facing the Astartes, there was no point in his running because he had heard so much about the deeds of these superhumans that he didn't think he had any chance.
Is death worse than living like this?
"Who are you?"
He said the thought that had been lingering in his mind for a long time, but
The killer did not stop, a man who had been covered by frost His hands tightly wrapped around Jack Ma's throat.
The oppression was more terrifying than the cold. He felt his spine creaking, and the veins in his throat were squeezed together, like a bunch of grapes stuck in his neck, blocking all breath.
The Silent Killer held him high, and red dark light radiated from the skull eye sockets of the visor.
"Is that a problem?"
The killer tilted his head and looked at him with scarlet eyes.
"Is it important for a dead person?"
The killer loosened his throat, allowing him to speak and take a few precious breaths.
Every exertion of Jake's lungs sucked the fetid air into his body, and the cold burned his whole body.
"Why?"
He forced the words through his saliva-moistened teeth, and the killer sneered from within his skull-faced helmet.
"Why? Don't you think it's ridiculous to ask this question? You are a bunch of silverfish, a bunch of thieves, look at me, you know what I am, look back at what you did in the past, and look again What holds you in our hands is our punishment!”
Jake felt the piss running down his legs and sticking hot to his skin. All that was left in his mind was a bunch of myths and legends.
"I-I didn't do anything!"
He hissed while hanging.
“I’m just a part-time worker! I just work sixteen hours a day to earn my salary from Weibo! Is it a sin to live like this!”
The roar of the Jak's horse turned into hoarfrost on the Astartes' armor.
"There are no innocents here, nor in the Galaxy."
The Astartes' fists clenched again, but then unclenched.
"But I am willing to give you a chance. You owe me a life. Mortal, I will give you a choice. Serve for the Astral Knights for the rest of your life, or die screaming."
" Sabourin, you have crossed the line, this is our hunting ground.”
Suddenly, a frivolous and mocking voice sounded.
Jack Ma only felt his whole body sway, and then fell to the ground. Falling with him was Michelle, who had half his life left.
A group of Astartes poured in, some standing behind the man who caught Jack's horse, and some blocking the door.
"Li Lin, your hunting is just to tear apart all the living creatures you see. The mission assigned to us by the company commander is not just to kill people."
"Shut up, this is our fourth About the team.”
Before he finished speaking, Sablin had already rushed forward like an arrow in the shadow. Before anyone could react, he rushed directly in front of the warrior named Li Lin.
Li Lin instinctively stretched out his fist, but his wrist was instantly grasped by the opponent, and then a leg swept across his lower body, and he was knocked to the ground.
Everyone raised their guns in an instant, but no one dared to fire first.
"What's your business!?"
Sablin pressed the other party to the ground and growled with uncontrollable anger:
"Look at these stupid things you did! What's the point of slaughtering these people?"
The soldier who was pressed to the ground struggled hard and roared:
"They are all criminals ! They are scum! There is no value in living! Put away your hypocritical justice and mercy, Sablin! "I don't care what they are, you are the one who wants us to be alive!" But you let anger and killing control your body. I don’t care whether your father is an unlucky prison guard who was killed by a prisoner or something! But if you continue to do this in the future, you know what the brothers in other companies will think of us
Really!? We are not the traitors in the Eye of Terror! Killing is just a means for us to carry out the Emperor's will, not the purpose!"
After saying that, he threw the opponent heavily to the ground, then let go of his hand and took two steps back.
Li Lin immediately jumped up and reached for the sword at his waist.
"So, how are you going to deal with this matter?"
Sablin sneered, expecting that this guy Li Lin would not dare to fight with him. First, the company commander had already said in advance, Anyone who dares to directly execute his compatriots. In addition, Li Lin has never defeated Sablin in a duel.
Or to put it another way, Sabourin never lost.
Sure enough, Li Lin stared at Sablin through his scarlet eyes, and after about ten seconds, he roared:
"Get out of our hunting ground!"
"Come on, this There is only a slaughterhouse, and there is no prey for you."
Sablin carried the two living people and walked out. When he passed by Li Lin, he suddenly turned around and smiled:
" The time has come, it’s time to close the team.”
Then he ignored the other party's roars and the sound of smashing the wall, and walked towards the landing point with his loot.
Ten minutes later, Jackma, who had kept his eyes closed, felt like he was thrown to the ground. When he opened his eyes, he saw many "familiar people".
"Huh? Ai Lang? You're not dead?"
"You seem to be expecting me to die."
"That is Mido, who repairs the water pipes. He Also alive.”
Looking around, the huge space that was originally the flight deck was full of people, but everyone looked panicked. Several tall figures holding bolt guns were standing on high alert.
Suddenly, a deep roar attracted everyone's attention.
When they turned around and looked, they saw a Thunderhawk slowly landing on the high platform of the apron on the side of the flight deck.
(End of this chapter)