Chapter 192 No One Is Here, a Happy Ending

The streets are nice, and Alan Bayer can vaguely feel that this is not a situation where thugs like to carry out activities. More strictly speaking, it is a place of execution...

Blood, ruins, and limbs, the Imperial Guard has never seen hell. They deal with the hell on earth created by heretics and aliens every day, but tomorrow's can indeed make people feel physically uncomfortable.

Lord, are the survivors alive? Yes, there are many more living people than dead people, but those who have no skin, their bones have been pulled out, and their muscles have been cut off. Some are squirming on the ground, some are hanging, and some are being stuffed. Countless overdoses of hallucinogens.

"Alien, or heresy?" The lieutenant colonel looked at the mess there. Whether it was the interference of the Chaos Gods or the conspiracy of the aliens, it had nothing to do with him. He just needed to complete his two goals and occupy the core recycling area of ​​the city. and take away the tavern keeper.

"Staff officer, how is the situation of the reconnaissance force?" Alan Bayer picked up the telescope and looked at the surrounding area. They were approaching the city, but apart from the shining lumen ball and the buzzing ventilation equipment, All that's left is death and decay, wails and screams.

That place is not a human city, it is just a hell filthy by heretics. Now the lieutenant colonel's idea has become to complete the occupation mission quickly, let the engineering troops do the work, and then kill all the living people there. .

It can be said that I hope the target will be lucky. However, considering that the Imperial Guard has sufficient martial virtue and the tavern is not a core area, there should be no problem in the short term.

The staff officer also answered at this moment. "The Leitling private first class replied, the enemies over there are not densely packed, they seem to be obsessed with killing the weak, and they are doing disgusting things all over that area at the moment."

Those maggot people, skinned people, and skinless people flashed through his mind, with their blood overflowing and screaming and squirming. Alan Bayer was a little sick. The feeling of seeing the future of the sea of ​​corpses was revealed at this moment.

"Empathy... Staff officer, how is the soldier's mental state?"

The staff officer replied. "I want to shoot those beasts."

"Great, then do it!"

"Inform everyone and give those beasts a surprise!"

The buzzing sound of the Imperial engine reverberated. Although the Chimera could transport armored vehicles, it was also a real Imperial engine. The machine soul born from the war was cheering happily, and the bloody and twisted place was also responding to the Empire. The silent rage of the Guards.

And in the recycling point composed of blood, waste, metal and a large amount of industrial equipment, the place that originally provided the survival line for many people is now producing things sleeplessly and constantly producing things.

Roaring and pistons squirmed in the narrow space of the factory. The gang leader whipped the ordinary people he captured. Automatic guns were pressed against their lifeblood, driving those people to produce day and night. He found the cargo ship that had not yet left, and begged for help. Ask it to leave with its backbone.

Drawing swords and plundering one's own compatriots is not a shame for that evil person. In his eyes, the emperor or other gods don't matter, he just needs to live.

Is it difficult to evaluate that person? Because he didn't know those ordinary civilians, and he didn't care about their life or death. At the end of that dark 40th millennium, when he was living in that era, he asked himself, how many people would care about ordinary people after they had rights and status?

Compared with ordinary people, gangs need those goods more, but halfway through, his legs began to complain uncontrollably. "Damn Merchant Guards, if only they and those guys were so easy to enslave!"

The boss hit that member on the head, he cursed. "Business is not business, collaboration is not collaboration, they are robbing their jobs, leaving and getting rich is not their goal."

"I am wrong that no matter how much the ordinary people there do, no one will care about what happens after me. If they leave that area, they will be clean. I beg to offend the Empire's Aerospace Chamber of Commerce. If they are not strong, then they will have a bad mouth."

"Not to mention that star system, several star sectors will be notorious. Why did their members act like crazy during that time?"

Even though the gang leader was considered well-informed, he had traveled to many worlds and had seen things in the dark side of the empire, but he couldn't help but tremble when he saw the scenery outside the factory.

He doesn't think those beasts are his legs. As far as he is concerned, except for the hundreds of armed men in the factory who are brothers, the others are temporarily recruited human legs. Even if they are not crazy, he will How can I tell myself to leave when I have a headache?

"Keep doing it, keep doing it..."

His eyes became cloudy, he hadn't slept for a long time, the pressure and the urgency of death, everything he had was useless in the face of the war, and now he could be said to have changed his direction and rebelled against the empire, he had to be quick, he had to...

"add…"

Bang, boom, the walls trembled, and the entire area of ​​the factory seemed to be caught in a huge natural disaster. After a moment, hundreds of Imperial Guard soldiers broke in through the windows from high places, holding weapons on their legs, using ropes to the east, and shooting at the same time.

Whoosh, whoosh, the explosion passed through the human body, instantly igniting those poor souls, and the full set of carapace could not even be penetrated by those people's automatic guns.

"No Imperial Guard!" exclaimed, one of their worst nightmares came true. When they used force to enslave the citizens of the Empire, when the usual protection fees and oppression turned into enslavement, the Empire could no longer tolerate their stupidity.

"Bunker!" shouted, but the effect of the deflagration gun was not very strong due to the cover surface. The penetration power of the deflagration beam could completely penetrate a recycling lathe made of ordinary metal.

Some gang members with bright minds choose to use living people as obstacles, thinking that the Imperial Guard can make the Imperial Guard afraid, but the Imperial Guard does not care about those citizens at all. The most important thing the empire lacks are ordinary people. In a hive world, Human beings are as numerous as stars, and human rights are no longer nonsense.

Bang bang bang, swish swish, deflagration, melt, and explosive bombs can reduce losses. The lives of Skadi's only group are more valuable than those weapons, and the firepower used in this area is even more abnormal. It is very possible that Chimera can pass through the heat The holes in the melted exterior walls began to fire.

The massacre was one-sided and there was no doubt that those betrayers had naturally offended the emperor and would be so ravaged tomorrow. The sins caused by the gathering of death and huge profits here need to be understood by some people.

When the wind of killing blew through that narrow place, fear not only caused chaos, but also eliminated who could do great things. Almost instantly, the gang boss and a few cronies went at extremely fast speeds. According to mortal standards, Look, their hungry tigers pounce on food very quickly and the effect is good.

"I got it..." Breathing heavily, several people frantically headed towards the tunnel they had dug long ago, using the death of their brothers and sisters who were once loyal to them. After all, gangsters have no moral argument.

When a powerful predator comes, the rats will naturally run away like dogs, but that's all. They are not afraid, because that is not the normal state of the hive people, because that time it was not a PDF but an Imperial Guard.

The sound of metal hitting in the damp pipes was familiar to Skadi's veterans. At this moment, most of the bandits on the ground had been killed. The occupation was completed, and the engineering troops slowly approached.

Sergeant Catachan looked at the ground. "Sir, there are people to the east."

Alan Baier looked at the location of the tavern in the distance, worried. "Leave them alone."

Those rats were scurrying around the ground, unaware that they had saved their own lives, which was considered a blessing from the Emperor. However, they did not know how to be grateful, so they cursed and ridiculed the helplessness of the Imperial Guard, turning the entire city into hell, even though it was not what they had done. They added fuel to the flames, but their scoldings were not bad either.

If the Imperial Guard really cared, they would not let those big businessmen and nobles leave, leaving the citizens of the Empire in such a situation.

"Go quickly, go quickly. The things they have now are enough for them to leave. We will wait until they arrive in the new world." He urged hurriedly. The old gang leader had seen too many things. He knew how terrifying the alien coming was, and he also knew The Imperial Guard had no time to police them.

Run quickly, go east, such thoughts were swaying in his mind, and the precious metals weighing dozens of kilograms in his legs and the rare crystals that were dismantled from many public facilities in the city were not the initial pass.

There is an end to the damp earth, and there is no salvation for heavy metal. Their own paradise is in front of them.

The flickering lumen light loomed at the end of the pipe. Escape and make alliances. In this way, the gangsters, robbers, and gangsters got hope. At the end of the pipe, an imperial transport ship was waiting outside the city. Those dressed as businessmen. The guy held an automatic gun on his leg, raised it vigilantly, and pointed it at them.

"Stop, human!"

The executive was a bit strange. She was big and had a shrill voice, but she had to be a beauty. The gang boss was raising her legs. "They were raided by the Imperial Guard!"

"They have so many things, take them away as promised!"

He opened the box, and pieces of dark heavy-duty alloy materials and beautiful rare gems fell on the ground. The merchant guards there all looked rich, with full sets of carapace armor. Even the Imperial Guard rarely had such equipment. The tall Imperial men quickly put away the goods and finished counting.

"Buqi, you can take four people with you."

The boss looked bitter. "Only four people?" There are five of them, does that mean one of them will stay there?

The sound of tinnitus suddenly echoed in his brain. He kept thinking about who he needed, and the other members looked at each other with wary eyes. They would not think about defeating the caravan, and their only choice was to leave.

"Old Lawrence, they are usually on good terms with each other. Let's work together and kill one of them on the boat." When someone started to suggest to his companions, whether Bu Xinhuo was whispering or not, it was enough to make those people be more vigilant. And for some reason, those words were heard in other people's ears without any hindrance despite their low voice.

"What do you mean killing one?! Lawrence, Ron, we two bastards!"

"Boss, add him and Kai Ai, the three of them can definitely beat the two of us!"

Swords are at war, guns, blades, tension and depression. The former friends are at odds with each other and no longer trust each other.

And the hard situation suddenly broke, someone fired, and Lawrence inserted the dagger into their leader's waist. Lawrence himself didn't know why he did it. He looked at the blood moistening his leg fingers, I just felt like my head was burning and I was dizzy, and suddenly...

"No, boss, no, he..."

The gang leader was angry, his face grimaced in pain, and a moment later, Lawrence's actions were regarded as a declaration of war and betrayal, and the war started instantly. Guns shot at each other, the gangs threatened and killed each other, crazy wailing and screaming continued, and they The heat in their hearts makes them like shooting the wrong thighs, legs and arms for some reason, places that are not fatal.

Zhai Lu's fight was over, and the five people were not dead, but they were dying, with blood all over the ground. They ignored everything around them, and their eyes were filled with hatred and anger. The merchants also shed their phantoms at this moment. The tall aliens watched the human fight, as if they were watching an interesting cricket fight.

For the dark elves, Monki (the derogatory name of the elves for humans) is such a creature, funny, short-lived, with strong emotions and huge numbers. Their souls are not tasteless to eat, and the pain is quite enough. The so-called words that four people can be taken away are not false, they want all!

Looking at the humans fighting in a ball, the tall merchant turned into a blood elf, and the grenade gun in his leg turned into a poisonous stinger with spikes. "His stimulants are getting more effective."

She raised her head arrogantly, watching the humans fighting, and the most elite troops of the Dark Eldar were also tracking the whereabouts of Ellanbair. They were curious about why the Imperial Guard came there, and whether obtaining tactical objectives was one of their core goals. But for the Blood Eldar, the flesh and blood there was enough for her to play for as long as she wanted.

At this moment, here, it is like this. At the end of the dark fortieth millennium, the restlessness of the aliens and the invasion of the power of chaos, the activeness of the Behemoth swarm, the waaahhg of the orcs, the expansion of the non-titanium, are all great comedy and lunch for the dark elves, and they are high in the Gomor, regardless of the many sufferings...

When those poor people finished fighting, their arms and thighs were broken and torn by their companions, and they were hung up by the aliens like roast chickens, so that they could heal well, sedatives were injected into their bodies, and the liquid of the evil beast of the Eternal Night Spirit produced in the dark world was purified countless times by the blood spirits. For example, it can not only make people quiet, but also make them fall into nightmares.

Although I don’t know what those humans are afraid of, they are currently quiet, and their faces that are constantly twisting and wriggling tell their pain. For the dark elves, at this moment, tens of millions of lives in that place are howling and suffering, and huge souls are produced all the time to fill their empty bodies.

Their bodies have long been filled with torture, with nothing left. Only one goal drives them forward, and that is to make sure that no one in this world has a good ending.