Chapter 40, The storm is coming
When the young man was bidding farewell to his elders, also in Fuxing City, Cui Kao, the original high priest of the original Angry Owl sect, was doing his daily homework.
Here is a bright hall, with a statue of a bear-like eagle god standing here majestically. The statue of the angry owl carved from white jade-like stone has a furious expression. Anyone who stands in front of it will feel a storm approaching, and those whose minds are not firm will have their minds destroyed by the strong wind.
The original high priest, Cui Kao, is sitting peacefully in front of the statue of the original angry owl.
He is being baptized by the storm, and at the same time he is listening to the wrath of the gods.
At this moment, a priest wearing a gray hood quietly appeared behind the high priest.
Being far away, he didn't feel the wind, but he knew what would happen if he stood in front of the statue of the storm.
And the high priest has been standing here for a long time.
The priest's eyes were full of fear and piety, and he reported in a low voice: "High Priest, our actions in Fuxing City have encountered some obstacles. The governor who is not in the city has put too much pressure on the alliance government. They are now putting pressure on us. The inspection efforts have become much stronger. Many supplies can no longer be operated with great fanfare through official channels, and missionary work among refugees in outer cities has also been forced to go underground.”
The high priest turned around with a deep gaze, as if looking into the priest's heart. He clearly did not move his lips, but his voice was like a breeze, ringing in the priest's ears: "The power of the storm is endless. We will overcome all difficulties and achieve our sacred mission. Any obstacles will eventually be destroyed by the storm, even if they are obstacles Which governor is ours, too.”
The priest was sincerely convinced: "You are right. The howling wind messenger sent a message earlier, and the enemy has taken the bait. I think there will be good news soon. As long as the governor dies, the entire Fuxing City will be in chaos! They can't afford it. If the Governor dies unnaturally, they will be afraid of the starships in the sky, and no one will have the energy to care about what we are doing.”
The high priest sighed: "Time flies, human beings are still sinking in ignorance, and only storms can lead them out of the darkness. Our mission is to spread the glory of God to every corner of the world."
The priest responded respectfully: "As you said, High Priest. We will do our best to live up to the expectations of the storm."
The high priest prayed silently again and sighed: "May the storm guide our path, and let us be a beacon to guide people forward in this darkness. Go, my child, the blessing of the Lord is with you."
The priest bowed respectfully and then quietly left, leaving the high priest standing alone in front of the statue of the Angry Owl.
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Yan Fangxu had already deeply felt that something was wrong.
He led the 3rd Infantry Battalion, which had just formed an army and had just received its equipment, to clean up the alien forest.
Four hours ago, his team was purifying a monster lair.
They killed dozens of monsters near the lair, and what they had to do next was the same as before. Although the size of this hatching nest was larger than any they had encountered before, it was still not too big to exceed imagination.
After destroying the nest, they were ready to leave and go to the next location.
Then, intensive gunshots came from the surrounding woodland.
Yan Fangxu's conducting style has always been steady. Even though he had destroyed many hatching nests before, he still did not relax his vigilance when he encountered this one. There is no shortage of perimeter security measures that should be deployed, and there is no shortage of temporary defensive positions to be established when destroying the hatching nest. In short, it highlights the appearance of fighting a fool without leaving any flaws. He knew that the old boy Purboff often muttered behind his back that he was inefficient, and wanted to get the 2nd Battalion to do the work and let the newly formed 3rd Battalion guard the home. But obviously, the Governor trusted him more, a serious imperial captain, rather than the quick-fire Perbeuf.
And he did not live up to the governor's trust. His troops had suffered very few casualties since the operation began.
Especially today, his caution paid off.
The soldiers on alert at the periphery discovered a very large group of monsters approaching. They fired first, delaying the progress of the monsters and buying time for Yan Fangxu.
The soldiers on guard at the perimeter retreated while fighting. When they returned, Yan Fangxu had already commanded the troops and built a triangular defensive position. The three infantry companies each have a position, and some of them extend outwards and protrude, forming horns for each other, and ensure that firepower can cover and support each other.
All this could be done in the ten minutes that the soldiers on the outer perimeter fought for. On the one hand, Yan Fangxu had good command and prepared in advance. The troops strictly abided by discipline and did not relax; on the other hand, it was also The entire 3rd Battalion is completely excellent in all military skills.
Although they had not yet fought a tough battle, the soldiers' mentality was visibly nervous. However, the morale is still good, and the completion of instructions is meticulous, fully reaching the normal level of the Imperial Astra Militarum.
Yan Fangxu would sigh every time he saw this scene.
There are not many such troops on the Quintet starship. Most of the slave-servant armies or servitor soldiers cannot reach this level. Only a few Marine regiments have this ability; and the Marine Commandos he brought down are indeed more elite, but there are only a thousand soldiers of this level on the entire starship.
The soldiers smoothly constructed a defensive position, which relieved Yan Fangxu's nervous state due to the sudden attack.
When the enemies appeared in front of them, the soldiers began to fire violently.
Under the crossfire, those monsters fell in pieces.
They quickly repelled the attack of the monster swarm.
Those disgusting abscess monsters of different shapes were dead all over the place. The dark green pus flowing out from their bodies is extremely fishy.
It's disgusting, but the threat is really not a threat. Enemies who can only rely on biting, pus splashing and corroding at close range, and who will die if shot, have no chance under the fire net.
But before they could relax for a while, the second wave of enemy attacks came.
There were still a large number of abscess monsters, covered in humanoid, animal-like, and indiscernible shapes, rushing out of the forest and rushing towards the position with howling sounds. In this second wave of attacks, something with long-range attack methods appeared.
Abscess ejector.
This kind of monster looks similar to the ordinary abscess monster, except that it has an extra jet either on the chest or on the top of the head. When they rush to a distance of about fifty meters, they will stop in place, accumulate for a moment, and then spurt large amounts of yellow-green pus out of the jet.
These monsters that can spit out highly corrosive pus pose a great threat to the position.
(End of chapter)