Chapter 154 The Savior
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The streets were extremely chaotic.
The crowd fled in all directions.
The girl had been separated from her mother. She was running away and looking around. She wanted to stop and look for her mother, but her instinct drove her forward and she could not stop.
A laser shot from behind, piercing the back of a fast-running adult in front of him. The man fell to the ground, tripping over the unresponsive girl.
There were screams everywhere in my ears.
Sounds, images, dead people, these elements come together, as if it is a place called "Battlefield" in the bedtime stories that girls listen to.
But this is not a battlefield at all, it is just an area on the edge of the lower nest. People live here, people grow up here, and it is originally very peaceful.
One day, the "Jazzes" came.
The entire residential area was cordoned off by soldiers, and the knight and his hounds went on a killing spree.
The girl looked back.
A man wearing bulletproof armor met his eyes and raised the gun in his hand.
The girl knew that this man was the hound.
The person driving a six-meter-tall bipedal machine behind this man is Jazz.
The girl's determination to survive drove her to crawl forward. The laser hit her leg. She didn't even scream and just crawled with her head down.
Until the crowd running in front stopped and suddenly ran to the rear, most of them were shot dead by the knights and hounds in the rear.
Soldiers blocking residential areas marched through the streets in groups.
The circular human wall formed by these soldiers began to shrink.
People will eventually be forced to gather together and be shot by Jazz driving a machine.
The girl continued to crawl among the bodies that kept falling to the ground.
She felt that the soldiers saw her, or maybe they didn't. She didn't care about anything, she could only crawl among the corpses, relying on her skills and physical fitness from the time she was just walking to the present escape training, With the instinct of survival.
The girl crawled two meters away and everything around her suddenly stopped.
The gunshots and screams no longer sounded, replaced by silence.
Bang——
Something heavy fell in front of the girl, crushing the body where it landed.
More crashes followed.
The girl raised her head and first saw a leg wrapped in white armor. The leg was very thick and towering.
Looking up, you can see the thick upper body.
Shoulders.
Helmet, its shape is: -Pan-.
And the symbol on the smooth curved surface of the shoulder armor - blood-red fangs biting a planet.
World Eaters!
The girl trembled with fear, recalling the reports in the news.
Kahn looked down at the girl lying in front of his legs. After confirming that the other party was not an enemy, he slowly raised his head and stepped over the girl's head.
The teeth of the chain saw began to rotate.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Kahn rushed to the six-meter-high combat machine, holding a chain saw ax in his right hand to split the cockpit glass, and blasted the people in the cockpit with a clenched fist in his left hand. past.
Blood spurted out of the cockpit.
The people around him immediately began to focus their fire on Kahn, but the soldiers of the 8th Company brought by Kahn also began to attack the enemy.
Including Kahn, there are only eleven people.
It's not that there is a shortage of troops, it's that the ten elites plus a company commander who are dealing with these pigs on the scene are already overflowing with force.
The gunboat that carried the soldiers to the scene turned 180 degrees and opened fire at the soldiers lined up in a human wall at the rear. The fierce firepower instantly tore the human wall into pieces.
Kahn walked down the street carrying a chain axe, holding a bolt gun and firing at all hostile targets he met in front of him.
Ten elite soldiers of the Eighth Assault Company followed the company commander. Each of them was separated by three meters from each other as required by the regiment's battlefield discipline, and they fired while advancing sideways. In battlefield discipline, this kind of fighting is called an oppressive march.
Their shoulder armor can easily resist lasers. Every time the bolt gun in their hands fires, an enemy will die, and no bolt will land where it shouldn't.
The scene was very chaotic, with some civilians running away in panic and screaming. They shuttled through the World Eaters' bullets like warriors with top-notch premonitions.
The situation was so critical and the situation changed so suddenly that these runners did not have time to think carefully about whether they were avoiding the gunfire of the Space Marines or whether the Space Marines were deliberately avoiding them.
"The enemies here don't even have armor-piercing weapons." Kahn fired while walking slowly, "To kill someone who doesn't deserve to die is to bring shame to the original body."
Elite The soldiers responded to the company commander's admonishment with silence and followed the company commander to clean up the entire street.
The gunboats had killed all the enemies behind them and took off to return to the small ships.
The eleven Space Marines, including Kahn, were fighting alone at this time, without fire support or logistics.
They were surrounded by the enemy - at least in terms of numbers.
Eleven people walked to the intersection.
Soldiers poured out from three intersections, and some smart people entered the building from the back doors of the buildings on both sides of the street, deploying heavy weapons to target Kahn.
Kahn walked forward without even slowing down.
Some people who had been hiding in the buildings on both sides of the road ran out of the buildings and froze under the eaves after seeing the Space Marines and the terrifying symbols on their pauldrons.
Kahn waved at them, motioning them to run backwards.
Then the company commander looked silently and turned his head to the right and to the left.
The two elite warriors immediately rushed towards the buildings occupied by the enemies on both sides of the road. Their silver vines formed a series of stairs that spread upward, taking them from the ground to the top of the building.
Two space warriors landed on the rooftop, killed all the enemies on the rooftop with the chain ax or chain sword in their hands and ordinary fighting methods, and then took out the wall-breaking grenades hanging on their waists. Throw it on the ground.
The grenade exploded through the roof, releasing a large amount of smoke that spread throughout the building.
The Space Marine jumped into the hole in the roof.
When the two men came out again, they were covered in blood, and none of the soldiers who thought they were smart and ran to occupy the building survived.
The eleven people continued to advance on the street.
The enemies within the three intersections in front of them established a shooting square.
The last ammunition in the magazine of Kahn's bolt pistol was fired, and the bolt sprayed tail flames and penetrated the six people standing in a line in front.
Calling the ammunition, Kahn quickly changed the magazine.
The same goes for the other ten Space Marines. After quickly changing the magazine and continuing to advance twenty meters, the eleven men approached the enemy soldiers to within a hundred meters. They uniformly put down their bolters and rushed forward with their swords or axes raised high.
“For Angron!”
War cries shook the ears of mortals.
Behind Kahn, the girl two hundred meters away from him was lying among the corpses, her arms and legs flying around at the end of her field of vision, and blood splattered everywhere like paint carelessly thrown by someone.
As the battle continues, a skull flies through the air.
Quadrant controls the drone-like skull, recording all the details of the battle in the air.
The camera zooms in and out in the eye recesses of the skull.
The battlefield is not just Kahn's place. In other streets, the people of the 8th Assault Company are fighting with the enemy, and the people of the 18th Company are evacuating and protecting civilians.
Above the tactical eyepieces of the Space Marines, the number 31 has never decreased.
……
The hive capital spire.
In the garden of the bedroom of the world ruler.
Compared to the lower nest, this place seems quiet, quiet and peaceful.
A tea table separated Qin Xia and the monarch, and the two sat face to face on the large sofa.
The monarch is the ruler of this hive world, and a hundred fully armed guards stand behind the emperor.
Qin Xia is survived only by sisters Oulina.
Sisters Olina stood hand in hand.
The monarch observed them from time to time.
Qin Xia sat with her legs crossed, holding a book in her left hand and a black object like a Rubik's Cube in her right hand.
The book shows the usefulness of the Rubik's Cube.
The most important explanation is that the Rubik's Cube can automatically set up a laser rifle production line, and it is fully automatic.
“My family rules the world with technology.” The monarch smiled, “And now I want to contribute the most precious thing in my family to the most noble man. As I said, this is What is called STC in ancient languages is already in the hands of its new owner."
Qin Xia read the book without saying a word.
That was an instruction manual, which directly stated that the Rubik's Cube-like object in Qin Xia's hand was called the STC template.
The so-called STC formwork, the full name is standard construction formwork.
This is an amazing technological creation. Due to the loss of human technology, the technology used in the STC template has been unable to be verified and studied, and the template itself has become a technological black box that cannot be understood by others.
But it doesn't matter, it works.
As shown in the instructions, it can automatically create an automatic production line for laser rifles.
“This hive world does have barbaric traditions, but that tradition is necessary when we can still manage this world by ourselves.” The monarch said, “The coming of age ceremony of each of our nobles needs to be hunted. A large number of civilians, but not for fun, but because it is a means of population control."
"In the ancient times, when faster-than-light communications and navigation failed, the world experienced famine, war, and so on. Don't let the population increase to the point of causing famine again..."
"We have to stand up and do something to ensure that everyone can survive."
"..."
The monarch explains the hive world's barbaric rite of passage traditions.
Because someone else was handling the matter, Qin Xia could focus on the matter at hand, which was studying the STC template instruction manual, so she did not answer the call.
Finger quickly flips through the pages.
The manual is too detailed. Ninety percent of such a thick manual is about maintenance, but maintenance does not require anyone to do it at all. The STC template can maintain itself. .
“I have never seen anyone read the instructions so carefully.” The monarch was at a loss for words, “Are you a scientific scholar?”
Qin Xia raised his head and admitted with a smile: "Of course. I have used technology to change my destiny, giving me status, money, and the ability to help other unlucky people like me."
The monarch continued to ask: "What is your rank in the army called the World Eaters?"
Qin Xia remained silent.
The monarch took the STC template that the nobles guarded and presented together, and regarded it as a condition for his visitors, always trying to find an opportunity to negotiate through conversation.
But Qin Xia is not here for negotiation. In his opinion, the first thing he has to do is to protect the STC template, and the second is to help Kahn and Mago, if the two company commanders need help.
This is not a meeting to hand over bargaining chips before negotiations, nor is it a place to discuss terms.
“When we came here, we noticed that you still have the habit of keeping slaves.”
“And they are all teenage slaves.”
Sister Olina had nothing to say when she saw Qin Xia He said, so he asked the monarch about his concerns.
“Do you have a slave market?”
"You still have special technical means to clone the population."
Hearing the questions of the two beautiful ladies, the monarch smiled and shook his head: "No, we don't have cloning means, those slaves are all captured, There is little in this world, except for the large population. Isn’t it easy to catch some slaves?”
“People in the juvenile stage often don’t care too much, and it is difficult to make them completely surrender whether it is rewards or punishments. "The Olina sisters asked in unison, "What methods did you use to ensure that the young slaves listened to you? I think they are very loyal to you."
The monarch's smile froze on his face.
This is hard to say.
But when a black light flashed in the eyes of the two sisters Olina, the monarch immediately shared with a smile: "It's very simple, snatch them away from their parents when they are still very young, and then tell them that they are all abandoned. Children, and their owners adopt them and feed them, they will be loyal to us."
Qin Xia's fingers suddenly stopped turning the page.
After the monarch said these words, he was stunned for a moment.
The guards in the hundred-man guard team behind him all looked at the monarch in surprise.
These guards themselves come from various families. They are monitoring the steady progress of the negotiation that has not yet begun, but the monarch was extremely stupid and said something he shouldn't have said.
"We..." the monarch started, but swallowed it back before he could say it formally.
Because he saw white semi-arc energy condensed in front of Qin Xia.
Qin Xia looked down at the instruction manual, and her fingers that suddenly stopped just now turned over a page that should have been turned over long ago.
Then the heads of the monarch and every member of the hundred-man bodyguard behind him exploded at the same moment.
The splashing liquid is blocked by a psychic barrier.
Qin Xia didn't even raise her head, and gently opened a page with her fingers.
"Noisy."
(End of this chapter)