Chapter 474 Joining the Chaos
Imperial Fists?
Chirac was slightly startled.
Immediately, images of giants with Terraela as their legion's home planet emerged in his mind.
He had heard about the deeds of the Imperial Fists, and knew that the Imperial Fists were extremely tolerant and friendly to elves, dwarves and other sub-human races, and would even "appear" with these races on certain occasions.
However, these giants are also known for their extremely harsh and harsh words, and their "bad mouth" is often unpleasant.
But Chirac quickly brushed aside these associations.
He raised his head, his eyes fell on the gray knight in front of him who was much taller than him, and asked with confusion on his face:
"How did you know that I was rejected by the Children of Man?"
"Haha, I'm sorry, kid."
At this time, another Gray Knight standing behind slowly walked up.
His movements are calm and powerful, exuding a reassuring aura of majesty.
Then, the gray knight leaned forward slightly and lightly touched Chirac's shoulder with two fingers. Although the movement was simple, it revealed an implicit sense of power.
"It was our arrangement that made you rejected by the Children of Man and put you in such danger."
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Listening to the Gray Knight's low-pitched but magnetic explanation, Chirac felt as if the world was spinning, as if everything he had just experienced was quickly replayed in his mind.
He was in a trance, but soon woke up and vaguely guessed the truth——
The four Gray Knights in front of them had most likely planned everything. They had allowed themselves to act as bait, with the sole purpose of dismantling the forces of Chaos and capturing the gorgon just now.
The fact is exactly as Chirac speculated.
These four Gray Knights were transferred to the Harvest Planet according to the order after the Heretic Tribunal learned that the empire was about to face a Chaos invasion to conduct secret investigation and protection.
In other words, at least a team of four Gray Knights is deployed at important colonies and facilities in the "Halo" universe, always ready to deal with possible Chaos threats.
As the home planet of the Children of Humanity, Harvest Star is highly valued by the empire.
Even though the primarch Fulgrim was in charge, the empire's top officials still did not dare to take it lightly.
Chaos corruption has always been cunning and secretive, and everything inside Harvest Star must be closely investigated.
In this investigation, the Gray Knights not only need to trace the traces of Chaos corruption, but also ensure that these heretical forces cannot spread into the Legion.
Soon, the attention of the Gray Knights was attracted by a special phenomenon on the Harvest Star.
In the past month, a large number of communication messages have appeared on the Internet about minors who failed to pass the Legion test and were not accepted by the Children of Men.
Without exception, these minors complained about the harshness and cruelty of the test, but the Gray Knights discovered that there was some abnormal "guidance" in these discussions, which seemed to be deliberately inciting certain emotions, and even contained demon-induced evil. trace.
On the surface, everything seems to be normal. Even the stupid AI and smart AI network monitoring programs did not find anything wrong.
However, for the Gray Knights who have had many direct confrontations with demons and heretics, they are keenly aware of the conspiracy hidden in these exchanges of information.
These topics may be the tactics used by some chaotic forces to win over the frustrated, and may even be the beginning of corrupting the future of Harvest Planet.
In order to further verify this speculation, the Gray Knights secretly cooperated with the Sons of Man Legion.
According to the plan, they selected a group of children who met the criteria for newcomers to the legion, but deliberately arranged for the pharmacist to give them the answer of "unable to join the legion."
And Hirak Oren is one of the members of this plan.
Although Sirak was unaware of this, at first, his anger and disappointment were exactly the reactions expected by the Gray Knight.
With the help of this emotion, Sirak attracted the attention of the heretical forces of the Gorgon. Sirak's refusal, vigilance and other behaviors also successfully aroused the "interest" of the Gorgon, and at the same time successfully guided the Gray Knight. And locked their "nest".
at this time.
"Child." The Gray Knight, who had just finished encapsulating the snake demon, put away the metal box-like container steadily, turned around and looked at Chirac with the helmet monitor, and said in a calm and encouraging voice:
"Your will and loyalty far exceed our expectations. Therefore, in order to make up for your loss, you can now choose to continue joining the Children of Men, or you can choose to become one of our Gray Knights."
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Chirac was a little confused.
Although the existence of Gray Knights is classified, the Gray Knights in the main universe are not as "absolute" as in "Warhammer 40k".
The Gray Knights of the main universe are not entirely isolated from the other Legions Astartes, and their duty and honor are occasionally mentioned in a low-key manner, especially in the circles of military enthusiasts.
Therefore, as a standard military fan, Sirak naturally knew that the Empire had an Astartes force that specialized in dealing with "supernatural events", namely the Gray Knights.
Every Gray Knight is like a mythical warrior. Not only do they have powerful bodies and combat skills, but they also have the ability to resist the erosion of psychic energy and chaos. They are also the guardians of the empire and a staunch barrier against the darkest enemies. .
But now, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity stands in front of Chirac.
He was silent for a moment, but waves were already stirring in his mind.
What does it mean to become a Grey Knight? It means immortal glory, fighting the most evil enemies to the end, but it also means that you must abandon everything in the past, leave the Harvest Star, and even leave your parents, and embark on a lonely but faith-filled road.
After a brief weighing, his eyes gradually ignited with fire, and he straightened his back with excitement and excitement, and replied to the Grey Knight:
"I want to join the Grey Knights, sir! I want to kill those filthy bastards with you!"
"Haha, very good." The Grey Knight standing in front of Sirak smiled and nodded slightly, with a solemn tone, and continued:
"Then we will give you a Harvest Star Day to say goodbye to your family, because from tomorrow, you will be sent to the main universe for training and start a new life."
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As soon as these words came out, Sirak instantly calmed down from his excitement.
His excitement was gradually replaced by complex emotions.
Becoming a Grey Knight is an honor and opportunity he never thought of, but when he thought of having to part with his parents, he still felt reluctant in his heart.
Although he had complained about his parents' overprotection, at this fateful moment, he realized that those nagging and concerns had long been deeply engraved in his heart.
He lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, and finally took a deep breath, raised his head and said firmly:
"Yes, sir, I will cherish this last time."
The Grey Knight nodded slightly without saying much.
At this time.
With a heavy sound of footsteps, more figures appeared at the entrance of the warehouse.
Technicians wearing black chemical protective suits quickly entered and began to deal with the scene in an orderly manner.
They carefully collected the heretic corpses scattered everywhere, quickly put them into sealed containers, and cleaned the scene with efficient disinfection equipment to prevent any possible "secondary contamination".
The movements of these technicians were calm and precise, and every detail revealed their rigor and experience in training and fighting for many years.
At the same time, the task force affiliated with the Heretic Inquisition also entered one after another. They also wore silver "mortal" power armor and were also "decorated" with pure marks and special runes.
The task force members were scattered around, forming a layer of strict cordon to ensure that no potential threats could get close.
And Sirak followed the Grey Knight out of the warehouse.
The air outside was fresh, and the breeze brushed his face, but it was a little cold.
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Surrounded by a vast farmland, the fields were covered with a thin layer of frost, silent and peaceful.
There were no buildings or any signs of villages, only this lonely field was shrouded by the night sky, and Sirak could feel an atmosphere of isolation and helplessness.
However, his attention was soon attracted by the light in the distance.
Although night had fallen, Sirak could still vaguely see a busy holographic projection in the south, and the interweaving lights flickered in the distant skyline.
Without much guesswork, Sirak knew that it was New Argo.
Even in the dark night, the city was still as bright as a star, as if endless technology and civilization had come together to form a light that could not be ignored. Now, New Argo had become the home he was about to say goodbye to.
A Silver Gull with the emblem of the Inquisition printed on the bottom of the cabin removed its optical camouflage in front of their sight and unfolded its landing gear to land.
Seeing this, the captain of the Grey Knights, who was responsible for personally keeping the metal container, told Chirac:
"Child, the transport team will escort you back to New Argo safely. After saying goodbye to your parents, pack up all your necessary items.
Remember, go to the Human Sons' Recruitment Camp in the suburbs before noon tomorrow. Don't be late. This will be the beginning of your new life."
Hearing this, Chirac straightened his back and answered in a clear and firm voice: "Yes, sir."
After the Silver Gull landed not far in front of him and unfolded the doors on both sides, Chirac took a deep breath and stepped into the cabin.
The interior of the cabin was simple and efficient. Two crew members in black protective suits watched his arrival with serious eyes.
As the cabin door closed and the roar of the engine gradually increased, the Silver Gull slowly took off and took Chirac away from the farmland.
Through the sealed windows on both sides of the cabin, Chirac could clearly see that the warehouse area in the distance was gradually becoming smaller and was gradually left behind by the flight trajectory of the Silver Gull.
Just when the pilot controlled the Silver Gull to adjust the fuselage angle, allowing Chirac to look out at the city of New Argo through the sealed window——
Ri~————Swoosh! !
A purple beam of light that shot straight into the sky like thunder suddenly rose from the central area of New Argo.
The beam of light was like a purple arrow, tearing through the night sky, and with dazzling light it almost swallowed everything in sight.
The light was fierce and flamboyant, almost "dizzying".
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Chirac couldn't help but squint his eyes, looking extremely confused.
He had never seen such a strange sight. The beam of light was not a common energy wave, and the aura it released made him vaguely feel an extremely strong sense of danger.
The Grey Knights on the surface also saw this scene.
Under the helmets, they did not show nervous or panic expressions, but they did not take immediate action. Instead, they maintained a vigilant posture, waiting for further movements.
The gorgon, which was sealed in the metal box, seemed to have some kind of perception.
She let out a low, husky laugh, with a hint of malice and triumph in her voice, as if she already knew the outcome of it all.
"Hahahaha——!" Her laughter echoed in the box, full of provocation and sarcasm:
"You idiots, hahaha! You are so ignorant that you don't understand that everything is already doomed! Our Lord's plan has been successfully completed, and this planet will soon become a paradise of joy! Your struggle is in vain."
Her laughter became more and more harsh, seeming to herald the coming of some kind of disaster, and her hollow tone revealed a strong sense of confidence and madness.
At this moment, chaos was spreading like flames on the streets in the center of New Argo.
Ta-ta-ta-!
Boom. Boom——!
The sound of gunshots and explosions echoed throughout every street and alleyway in the city.
The streets between high-rise buildings were shrouded in thick smoke, flames danced in the night sky, and the entire city center was surrounded by turmoil and war.
Viewed from a high altitude, unmanned patrol aircraft all over the city gathered around the light pillar, forming a swarm-like offensive and defensive array.
They rely on precise sensing systems and cooperative combat algorithms to launch denser barrages and micro-missiles in an attempt to suppress the enemies pouring out of the light beam.
The so-called enemies are demonic creatures that step into the physical universe from the realm of chaos.
Their bodies are twisted and deformed, covered with complex lines and colors, like some kind of depraved and weird works of art, full of alternative "beauty".
These chaotic creatures move quickly and have amazing strength. They wield sharp claws and weird weapons and slaughter everything around them mercilessly.
Most of the ordinary citizens on the street were frightened and overwhelmed by the sudden chaos, and screams and cries were intertwined.
They fled in all directions, desperately hiding in subway stations, underground shelters, and enclosed spaces in shopping mall buildings.
The patrol police and their synthetic partners were the first to respond, as well as countless unmanned patrol aircraft, forming the first line of defense between chaotic creatures and innocent citizens.
And more and more suspended boats, carrying heavily armed SWAT team members and explosion-proof terminators affiliated with the police station, are deployed to the frontline combat positions.
These special police officers and terminators moved skillfully and quickly occupied favorable terrain. They aimed their heavy police weapons at the influx point of chaotic creatures, trying to hold off the enemy as much as possible and buy time for subsequent defense forces.