Chapter 145: Swords and Blades, Lasers and Bombs, the Feelings of the Mechanicus

The second lieutenant is not a knight, at least he thinks so. In the passionate restlessness of the war piston of the roaring Sentinel mecha, he will open up a path for mankind for the empire.

The Knight Titan was too big, so he moved his ruthless knight eastward from the Blade of Liberty and headed toward the war.

He was not a nobleman, he was born in a hive city, and his fate was uncertain. The only thing he had was an optimism that was abnormal for that era, and a loyalty that shone like gold.

The God-Emperor will reward anyone who puts the blame on his poor body, whether he is a Space Marine or a mortal, whether he is a Mechanicus or not a state religion, if he is willing to fight for the Empire or not in that dark universe, his fate will be determined by humanity. The Lord’s attention.

When the Sentinel mecha was reassembled, the third leg of the Mechanicus touched the powerful war machine, and the Mechanicus girl took out the prayer.

“01…”

Ma Zaiqiu blurted out the loyal mechanical language and its divine voice, but the second lieutenant said. "At this point, he has 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? If it encounters those things on the battlefield..."

She had to admit that she was not overly fond of her partner. Even though he was not flesh and blood, the emotions of her comrades in the Imperial Guard had penetrated into her server. Those worries troubled her, but they also made her happier.

The second lieutenant patted the sentry on the big head. "He believed it."

If the Sentinel is reattached to the mecha's legs, then that's how the killing machine built by No Kill should have behaved.

Rather than being embedded in a knight, its machine soul prefers to "run" like that. 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 have extremely strong fighting power and cannot be ignored.

The ensign lowered his head and spoke into the communicator. ‘Keep a group of fifteen people in the battle, and ensure that 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. "

"He once burned those traitors in the forest. The gaps in their power armor were not strong enough to be mobile. There were only metal fiber bundles and reinforced fiber defenses."

"And, no matter what, always remember that the Emperor bless them."

"As for the empire..."

"No empire!"

Chimera armored vehicles, sentries, took the lead to transport those loyal soldiers forward, while those loyal soldiers moved forward outside the vehicle in the darkness, not even knowing what was in front of them.

The Skadi people will always know that they are homeless, and the perpetrators of the cruel reality are tearing apart the world with their sharp blades.

The second lieutenant's Sentinel mecha was used as a command plane and was equipped with an antenna and auspicious device. The steel feet also stepped on the rough rocky ground of that world and the roads connecting the 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...

Initially, the Imperial Guard's scouts were the first to arrive on the battlefield, surveying the situation outside the city from a high altitude. There were wreckage everywhere. Those superhumans were very visible and concealed themselves. Even so, the experienced Skadi scouts also discovered them. He was smashing buildings and destroying human beings, but he didn't rush to leave. Instead, he packed a large amount of food for the servitors into his backpack.

Considering that the radio could be monitored, the scouts took out a special light transmitter. The reconnaissance wing of Skadi's only regiment could use a special goggles made to imitate a special alien eyeball to identify even the demigods. The light that arrives.

The mysterious flashing color was turned into pure red light by human eyes, and was transmitted to the second lieutenant through the joint reconnaissance communicator.

"They are collecting food. Their number is unknown. There are a large number of people hiding. They don't seem to be planning to leave the city."

An idea flashed through the second lieutenant's mind. Do they want to use that place as a base?

But he quickly refuted this idea. If it is a stronghold, then priority should be given to building defense projects instead of taking things.

But rather than his goal, the second lieutenant was more concerned about how to break through the enemy's hidden snow area. Skadi's invincible Catachans were all working hard in the void.

‘Look at the target, give him the target, and they bomb the area. "

Sakata's captain dazzled, but the second lieutenant answered. "There are countless servitors or members of the Mechanicus in the Hive City. If they carry out bombings, the Founding Governor will not be happy, and the empire cannot accept such a huge loss in exchange for the death of a few traitors."

He knew very well how powerful the Space Marines were. Even if they were not bombed by basilisks, they could still 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.

Wasting ammunition and destroying the empire's supplies was something that shouldn't be done. Although the area could be cleared, the second lieutenant knew very well that it was not a good thing to have the city cover for the Skadi Regiment.

He said to Captain Sakata. "There are remnants of the Skitarii in the city. They can provide a lot of help. Bombing is not necessarily better for their 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. That's why his rank was stuck at school. He thought that the comradeship of the soldiers made him brave as a soldier, but it was always difficult to make them live for death.

In this regard, the lieutenant had the same cruel character as Alanbair, because they both knew that sacrifice could be exchanged for loyalty.

At this moment, the lieutenant gave orders to the Skadi regiment, but his first words were no. "Use the bayonet." That usually means close combat, and the meat-chopping battle will be successful. For the Imperial Guard, whether it is an alien or a heretic, close combat is the second choice as much as possible.

Of course, this is not because they are afraid of close combat, but because humans are not good at close combat in most cases, and the bayonet of the Imperial Guard will slightly affect the shooting of guns, and the front weight will affect the leg feeling.

Moreover, the weapons used by Skadi are all power weapons. According to the judgment of the lieutenant representing the bayonet, in the next battle, the Skadi regiment may not have time to draw the sword.

The team has dispersed into the city in teams of 15 people. The scattered pipes or city ruins outside the complex nest city provide perfect cover for the enemy.

Superman's strong reaction and enhanced five senses can even hear the faintest breath.

In that battle, the time, place, and people were not favorable. The lieutenant led the temporary first company and begged them calmly and even cruelly.

The sentinel mecha "humanized" slightly crouched. The design of that thing was not suitable for such an action, but in order to express the equality between himself and the soldiers, he still tried to lower his height.

"Prioritize the protection of civilians."

That was an absurd request. In the morning when the demigods were rampant, how could anyone protect ordinary people while paying attention to the Chaos Space Marines?

But the soldiers of Skadi still answered. "No!"

At this moment, the entire nest city fell into an abnormal silence. How to describe that silence is hard to imagine, but the lieutenant is used to it because it is the silence in the forest.

In the forest, the quieter it is, the more dangerous it is. The private shops or warehouses with civilian equipment on the roadside were all overturned and opened, and the things inside were looted. The corpses of ordinary imperial people and the mechanical bodies of mechanical servants were scattered on the ground. It was hard to tell who they were. Some ordinary people there were family members of the Mechanicus, some were merchants who came to trade, and some were lawless people.

But the sunlight in the city was very fierce, because there were no clouds in that world, and the dome built by the Mechanicus could only defend against ultraviolet rays that could not be blocked by the rough artificial atmosphere there.

The sense of disharmony brought by the bright sunshine was like an ordinary day that made people feel comfortable. An inhuman disaster suddenly came, but there must be survivors of the disaster. The poor girl held back her tears and held her breath. Next to her, a mechanical priest was hugging the flesh and blood, making a protective gesture.

If Alan Baier was there, he would definitely know the priest, the guy who had protected Miss Poison Blade for hundreds of years, and the guy who told him about the hundreds of years of history of the Imperial Engine.

In that world, there are genius scum like Ikaros, and there are also guys who are mediocre and can never erase their humanity. He is now hiding behind a shop counter that has been turned over with the girl who is only 6-7 years old and has little value.

Even because of this, he scrapped all his mechanical servants and exchanged those precious combat power for the enemy's attention.

He didn't know why he did that, but when he saw his compatriots crying, his not-so-good emotional control device failed.

He whispered to the little girl in a unique voice of the grille. "Breathe calmly and think about Om Messiah."

The girl wiped her tears and asked with her brown hair tied in a ponytail. "Who is Om Messiah?"

The priest took a long breath and used the name he didn't like. "Is it the Emperor, the Lord of Humanity who protects me."

The girl asked. "Why did the angels want to kill his mother...? Did they make a mistake?"

"The Emperor doesn't like them?"

The priest hugged the girl. Even though his modified body was hard and had many things that were not suitable for human mechanics, it made the girl uncomfortable, but still warm.

"He hates all of them."

"Now, don't cry, the Emperor's angels will come."

The girl asked. "Aren't those people angels?"

"They are definitely not wrong... and they will be rescued soon." The priest said so, but he didn't know what would happen next. His third leg and arm had been dismantled by the traitors, and the combat power of those superhumans exceeded his data assessment.

But he still held his power axe. Even if he was shattered to pieces, he wanted to take away an enemy of Om Messiah. Even if he turned into powder, he wanted to use his body to protect the lives of his compatriots, just like the countless machines he forged performed on the battlefield.

The only bad thing is that he can't afford to let his mentor down. If he completes a recognized STC replica next year, his mentor can enter the core of the guild and become a sage.

It's hard to say whether he regrets it or not. For an ordinary flesh and blood to do such a thing, it's probably because his emotional controller is broken.

But he can wait at this moment, and he can wait until he dies, praying that those traitors leave...

But he heard footsteps, annoying footsteps, and the voices of those absurd traitor machine souls also brightened in his mind. He immediately used his cold mechanical legs to grasp the little girl's mouth, even making her unable to breathe.

Endure, must endure, at this moment the traitors stepped into the store and checked the things there. Even though there was no food, the Astartes traitors with bloody things on their heads were still looking for it tirelessly.

They circled with interest, like a cat playing with a mouse. The Mechanicus priests also realized that those giants would not be hindered by their own mechanical servants. Their actions had been discovered long ago. They were playing with themselves!

Anger, fear, mixed together, his heart had not been beating like this for hundreds of years. He held the power axe and loosened his legs covering the girl's mouth. The girl did not shout, just watched the red-robed "uncle" stand up his body.

"Heretic! Are we looking for him?!" Then he ran out frantically!

That move made the heretics angry. The most fun part of the game is hiding and finding hidden things, but the audience of hide-and-seek actually came out at this moment, which made the game not fun!

They looked at each other, and the three evil Astartes were about to decide, please try how strong the Mechanicus's tolerance for pain is!

A moment later, the explosive shells fired, breaking the mechanical priest's arms holding the power axe, disarming him. Then, a Chaos War Brother charged, and the powerful force hit, and half of the priest's body was smashed into pieces.

Then, they picked up the mortal like a roast suckling pig or something.

"I'm good, they like it."

"Especially your kind, very good, that girl."

The priest's cloudy and not bright mechanical eyes suddenly flashed. "What girl?"

The Astarte raised his weapon and hit the store's cabinet. "That girl."

The priest cursed. "I dare! Heretic!"

But in a moment, his grille was torn off, leaving him hesitant, and the Astarte next to him complained. "Brother, I took away his most fun thing, he needs to scream."

The Astarte who held the priest replied. "Sorry, he doesn't like his tone."

"Okay, girls are more fun, kill the gear boy."

Priest Jie Donglai was thrown to the ground, his unmodified internal organs were broken, but his cloudy crystal eyes were looking at the position of the container, and its shining light was still clear.

But the giant's chain saw sword roared and echoed, and those things walked towards the store with weapons. The priest tried his best to wriggle his body, but it was useless.

He thought in his heart. [God Emperor, if you really look at him, he hopes... you save her, your pious servant, swear with your life...]

But those giants are already close to the door of the store, and praying is useless... No?

They raised their weapons and split the counter, and the priest's heart was cold, and his face was empty?

The Chaos Space Marines suddenly began to look around, and strong explosive rays shot from outside the store, and Jie Donglai's Imperial Guards in military uniforms slowly pressed in.

They were powerful, and the girl had already moved to another place to hide, and was finally rescued by Skadi's soldiers.

Then a very strange sentry crouched and said to him.

"Well done, oil man, if she hadn't stopped me, she would have been finished."

Then his body was lifted up by the soldiers, and a girl with red eyes hugged him beside his stretcher, just like he hugged her...

At this moment, the original vocal cords of the oil man, which had not been used for hundreds of years, miraculously spoke, like an old rotten wood, but it seemed to have sprouted.

"Praise the Emperor."

The strange sentry said. "Praise me too, sir."

"Medical! Good... Engineering Department! Come on!"

To say something unfortunate, there is no recommendation for the sequel of that book. According to Qidian, it should be recommended once for 500 orders, once for 1000, and once for 2000.

But if his editor now asks him to get the first recommendation at 1500, without a recommendation position, that request will probably not be completed until the end of the book. (Ask if he wrote fan fiction, please help)

Actually, his 150,000-word book is on the shelf because of that. Theoretically, he is highly recommended in the game area, maybe.

It can be said that he will try to do a better job with this book.

Wrong, I will take a break tomorrow. I am not in a good mood and have too many regrets.

Actually, I didn't think anyone would read that book. Now I am very surprised. I will finish it according to the original outline. It is not long anyway.

(Love you, Slut (sadism))