paranoianovel Chapter 175 What do you think? Soldier.
Chapter 175 What do you think? Soldier.
Several warships went out to cruise, and only the Dawnlight came to the world that had been plundered before.
The world suffered heavy losses, with large swaths of its population captured and local generals killed in battle.
When the remaining executives saw the arrival of the Dawn Light, they rushed towards Yifeng with tears in their eyes.
We really tried our best. My house was robbed, and my second uncle was kidnapped by those hateful aliens. You must help me make the decision~~~
Looking around, everything is devastated. The Dark Eldar look down on human technology and only plunder the population and sometimes the initial resources.
The population of this world was greatly reduced. The Dark Eldar killed wantonly, committed unspeakable crimes, and then "packed the dark meals for their families to take away." This poor little planet was massacred after only a few days of comfortable life. Almost exhausted.
The veterans walked with more than a hundred recruits in the ruins. The experienced warriors pointed at every knife mark and every bullet hole, telling the recruits the fighting methods of the Dark Eldar, and also telling them that the enemy has brought great sacrifices to us humans. The suffering that comes.
The first lesson of the Red Torrent Chapter is always to make these extraordinary warriors realize that they are not the angels others say, they come from the people.
They are the best of these people who are kneeling on the ground and covering their faces and crying. People have given all their hopes to us, but we failed to protect our homeland.
In this encounter, the local defense forces equipped with a large number of flamethrowers performed very well. The planet carried out large-scale agricultural production and agricultural product transformation in accordance with Yifeng's plan.
Unfortunately, the flamethrower is unable to cope with the ultra-fast enemy air-to-ground vehicles.
The local commanders immediately realized the enemy's strategic intentions and everyone hid in large buildings, forcing the enemy to engage in street fighting.
In tight quarters, scantily clad Dark Eldar can dodge enemy bullets, but have difficulty facing flamethrower attacks. Who makes you like to expose your body?
And then... there was no more.
The technological gap cannot be bridged by small tactics.
Yifeng is not sure of victory.
If the enemy this time did not have that terrifying holy sword, the battle would not be difficult.
Primaris warriors can easily see the enemy's actions and gain an advantage in close combat. For a century-old Primaris veteran like Yifeng, he can easily gain an advantage in the battle.
But our equipment is not good enough. Seeing the enemy clearly and reacting cannot make the bombs fly faster.
After the last battle with the Dark Eldar, Yifeng made a summary. According to his estimation, if the distance between the enemy and us is more than 80 meters, then the time for the bomb to fly these distances is enough for the enemy to make evasive actions.
The bombs flew too slowly.
The weapon that hits when fired must be a laser type.
Enemies don't like to wear armor, and even laser guns can do a lot of damage.
The reaction speed of mortals was not fast enough, and the Astartes did not have suitable weapons.
The laser weapons used by these Emperor's Angels are all very powerful and quite heavy. Even the Primaris Astartes are not sure how to turn quickly while holding a heavy laser gun.
We need an Astartes laser weapon that is lightweight and powerful enough at medium to short range.
Ms. Christina is not here, she is already in Langjuxu; Anos is busy analyzing the secret cult warship; only Enke is free.
Enke is good at data processing, but if you want him to innovate, there is a problem.
After intense thinking, the technical sergeant decided to go out in search of inspiration.
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The small town has been reduced to ruins, with sporadic flames still burning in some small corners.
For a world without a hive city, this town was already a densely populated area, and it suffered a great disaster because of it.
The air was filled with the stench of burning local building materials, mixed with the smell of low-grade flamethrowing fuel.
The thick black smoke column has dissipated, but the thin layer of smoke will remain in the city for years, wandering the streets with thousands of innocent souls. Occasionally, they would surround a homeless man sitting in the corner and tell them of their unwillingness.
The enemy has left, the emperor's angel has arrived, and the local residents are gathering in some houses that have not completely collapsed, cooking simple meals.
Fortunately, the enemy doesn't steal food very much.
The taste of the food has also been tainted with the unpleasant stench in the air, and the comfort that food brings to people has been lost.
A group of big-headed soldiers were leaning against the broken stone wall, with many bandages wrapped around their bodies.
A soldier lost his legs. He was lying next to his brothers. On the other side was a fire for heating. A metal helmet hung on it, and a nutrition bar and a little water were placed in it.
"Lorant, my feet hurt."
"Vince, don't chirp like a bitch, your legs have probably been sent to the corpse starch furnace now. If you hold on for a while, the mechanical limbs will be delivered in two days."
"Lorant, my feet hurt."
"I know, John, go check to see if the nutrition bar in the helmet has melted. Just boil it into a paste and get some for Vince. Maybe his legs will grow after eating it."
John was still able to move. He only had one arm with a thick bandage, and he was the least injured among all the people.
He stirred the pot of stew gently with his bayonet, and it seemed that it was almost done.
John dipped his bayonet into it, put it to his mouth and blew on it.
A soldier with a bandaged head leaning against the wall saw his movements through the small cracks in the white cloth and cast a disdainful look at John.
"That's almost it. Damn it, there's no taste at all."
"Come on, in this situation, there aren't even mushrooms around."
"I know, Laurent, you said it would be great if you could find that unlucky man's pet, preferably a hairy one. It looks like it was burned into a ball of black coals in the fire, but in fact it's all from the outside. The hair is charred, and the meat inside is fragrant and tender..."
"Okay, John, stop talking and don't have unrealistic fantasies."
Laurent was obviously a higher-ranking officer. He was using a cane and giving orders to the wounded soldiers around him.
"Lorant, my feet hurt..."
"I know, brother, you need to eat something first."
John tried to lean Vince, who had lost his legs, onto a fairly flat board so he could have something to eat.
A stone was thrown in, hitting the fire and sending sparks flying.
"Damn, what a bastard."
"You are all trash!" A teenage boy was standing outside a semi-open house, unkempt and ragged. He threw rocks at the wounded soldiers as hard as he could... Now, he bent down, trying to pick another suitable one.
"What do I need you to do? You can't even protect your home!"
John was like a furious lion at this time. He picked up the spear beside him and wanted to climb half of the wall to teach this little kid a lesson.
The bandaged warrior stopped John with a wave of his hand.
He suddenly pulled the corner of his bandage, and all the bandages on his face suddenly fell off.
The soldier's chin had long since disappeared, and all he could see was the green medicine and the flesh and blood that had just stopped bleeding. All the teeth in his mouth had fallen out, leaving only blood puddles one after another. His face was like the earth that had been dry for a long time, cracked into pieces. One eye had no eyelid, and the round eyeball stared straight at the child outside.
"Hiss~~~" Having lost his jaw and tongue, he let out a strange roar, which was very forced but very loud.
The child who had just picked up the stones was frightened. The evil ghost who died tragically wanted to crawl out of the wall and eat the living people alive.
The child burst into tears and ran towards the outskirts of the street.
"Run faster, little brat! Hurry up! The evil spirit is going to catch up with you! Hahahaha~~" Lorante stomped his feet, raised his cane and pointed it at the child, taunting loudly. But half a second later, he stopped talking and muttered: "Yeah~ run faster, you should run faster."
"Sigh~~~"
"Stop screaming, Ka. The medicine I applied to you is very expensive. Don't drop it."
A trace of blood overflowed from the upper wall of the mouth of the soldier who had lost his chin. He didn't seem to care. He just looked at the paste in the helmet, as if he was thinking about how to eat.
"Really, if you insist on playing like this, I will help you wrap the bandage back again."
John was a little helpless. He only had one uninjured hand, so he had to cooperate with Laurent.
Laurent also spoke, "Forget it, I've already removed all the chins and try to find something to eat. Now you should pray that the higher-ups can give you a prosthetic chin of the right size. If they give you a larger size, but It just turned into that weird big green face."
The warrior named Ka shook his head slightly. Anyone familiar with him knew that he was saying, "How handsome am I? Why should the Orcs compare with me?"
John moved "the pot of delicious food" away from the fire, and then said to the brothers, "I'm going to look among the ruins to see if there's anything useful. I hope this family can afford the spices~~ Hey, salt will do too.”
"It's okay, I have salt."
"Hey! Why didn't you tell me earlier? Ahhhhhhh Astartes!"
At some point, a tall red giant stood next to them, and the mechanical wrench behind him kept pulling something from the mechanical backpack.
Several mortals finally came to their senses, and their first reaction was still that it was fortunate that it was not an enemy attack.
Laurent was the first to speak, "Dear Lord Astartes, we are seriously injured, please forgive us for not being able to kneel..."
"It doesn't matter, we never need you to kneel down. Here, after my calculation, this little salt is enough."
A small jar appeared in Enke's hand, and he sprinkled a little of the paste on the helmet with graceful and precise movements.
"Thank you, great Emperor Angel, please forgive my offense... I dare to ask, you are here..."
"Look at the battle situation, can you give me some information about the enemy?" Enke's voice came from the loudspeaker, a bit majestic and a bit inhumane.
"As you wish, my lord." The one who spoke was John. He finally relaxed and stopped being nervous and frightened at the slightest movement.
"Lorant, my feet hurt."
"Please don't worry, noble Emperor's Angel. His head and legs are injured, and he is confused."
Enke waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter, and several mortals began to tell the information that their perspectives could give.
As the red-armored giant also sat on the ground, the mortal warrior finally became less nervous.
"They are fast, really fast. I have never seen an enemy that fast in my life. They seem to be able to dodge the triple heavy bombs on the Chimera. Our firepower density can temporarily block the green-skinned orcs' offensive. They It actually jumped into our position from the front like it was dancing."
John clutched his chest and moved his butt in an unsightly manner, getting closer to the fire. Thinking about it now still makes him cringe.
"After a while, they suddenly appeared from all directions, as if they were everywhere. Our position was riddled with holes. As soon as they entered the position, they slaughtered us at will, even our best fast shooters~~ Yes, Sluo My husband is the best. He drew his gun from a distance of several meters and didn’t hit a single shot.”
"Do they have vehicles?"
"Yes, sir, they are. They are very fast. They are bigger than motorcycles and smaller than armored vehicles. We can barely see clearly. The speed of the vehicles is also very fast. Their vehicles are covered with long curves. The knife is very sharp, and I saw with my own eyes that our Chimera armored vehicle was cut open with a big hole by it."
Laurent joined the discussion, and the officer pointed to another house outside.
"Did you see those three terrifying marks on the house? Sir, those were left by the enemy's vehicles. They were racing on the roof. The vehicles could float, but they didn't want to. They drove the vehicles into us and let them crash. We lost our limbs and were lying on the ground waiting to die.”
Laurent's trembling hands reached into his arms, wanting to get a cigarette to smoke, but after looking at the red-armored giant in front of him, he gave up the idea and patted his chest gently with his hands. clothes and put his hand back.
The soldier beside him who had lost his jaw also wanted to say a few words, but after a second he realized that he could no longer speak.
"They can kill us, very simply. They throw humans into transport ships like livestock, or the aliens surround some poor people and torture them constantly, as if they are watching a show."
Laurent didn't say that he fired a shoulder-resistant rocket at the group of enemies gathered together, but unfortunately it only killed two human beings who were tortured beyond recognition.
"I understand," Enke paused, seeming to consider his words, "We will avenge you, what do you think?"
John was the first to speak, "I suggest gathering more people, uh, I'm not insulting you, the great Emperor's Angels, but, uh, they are really powerful, so fast that even bullets can't catch up with them. "
"Ahem, maybe you don't understand what I mean," Enke hung the red helmet on his mechanical wrench and waved it in the air.
The technical sergeant took a deep breath of the stinky air full of burning smell, and then said in a deep voice:
"I mean, how do you want them to die?"
......
Ka shuddered. He felt the infinite murderous aura rising from the red-armored giant in front of him, and then he made a "hissing" sound. We didn't know what he wanted to say.
"Nail them to the pillars, those scum, those scum, roast their thighs with fire, cut off the roasted meat, stuff it into its mouth, use their thigh bones! Stick the meat into their mouth Rise! Dig out their eyes, cut off their tongues and roast them! Then mix them together, cut open their stomachs, and stuff this pile of rotten meat into their stomachs! Then, use the roasted black and scalding Big bones, fierce..."
"Shut up John, that's enough!"
"That's what they did to Martini, that's it! I'm not done yet!"
"Lorant, my feet hurt."
......
Enke's mechanical backpack buzzed, silencing the mortal soldier's words.
Enke spoke again: "If you were asked to choose a weapon to kill them, what would you choose?"
"Use a knife, use the sharpest knife, a thousand times sharper than theirs, and cut off their flesh piece by piece!" John was still the first to speak.
Laurent thought for a while, then said:
"One weapon is not enough. Well... I'm not refuting your words, dear Lord Angel. What I mean is that a variety of weapons can be hung on one weapon. I want a weapon that combines a laser gun and A big guy with melta guns tied together, with a chain sword sandwiched between the two guns, the kind our political commissar holds, and preferably an ion pistol and a flamethrower. I want those guys to feel it for the first time To the fiercest firepower! The fury of all machine spirits, the fury of mankind!"
Although Ka couldn't speak, he thought of how to participate in the discussion.
He picked up a stick from the fire and swung it, leaving a long fire mark.
"What do you mean? Flaming Sword?"
Ka shook his head, pointed to the long fire mark on the ground again, and then made a gesture that everyone would make.
"The Emperor's Light shines upon you...continuously...Light, oh, Laser Cutter."
Ka nodded excitedly, then plucked a blue brick from the wall next to him and slapped it down hard.
"First knock people out with bricks, and then use the laser cutter, right?"
.......
Enke's helmet was still hanging on the mechanical wrench, swinging high, like a lantern summoning souls, waiting for countless wronged souls to gather on it.
Enke's mechanical backpack finally stopped vibrating, and a small tube popped out of his backpack and was firmly caught by Enke's palm.
Ka was still making some gestures excitedly.
Enke's speed was very fast. In Ka's eyes, it was just like "taking a cigarette", until Enke's palm pressed down on his shoulder.
"Don't move, soldier."
Enke gently stuffed the newly prepared emergency device into Ka's throat.
"I hope you are not feeling any discomfort, strong soldier. Remember to eat liquid food with a suitable temperature. I will urge them to arrange prosthetic limbs as soon as possible."
Enke stood up slowly, took another deep breath of turbid air, and put his helmet back on.
"Lorant, my feet hurt..."
"The Emperor cannot protect you for now, my mighty warriors, for the Emperor is too busy bringing his wrath upon his arrogant enemies!"
Enke left slowly and said in a weak voice that no one could hear:
"Your Majesty Omnissiah, I hope my idea can succeed."