3-32 Disaster strikes
A time period in the past:
"Control your will...... Don't let the noise disturb your thinking, control the way your mind diverges. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" said the man in the black covert power armor, a hood of the same color as the armor draped over his body: "Your psionic energy is different from Eva's psionic energy and the Empire's subspace psionic energy, it comes from a part of Tyran's collective consciousness, which is partially embodied using a very small part of the gestalt consciousness of the nest spirit. It's a lot more dangerous, and you have to learn to control them. ā
"Yes, I'm doing my best, Mr. Burke...... I felt them scratching, screaming, and running in my mind...... Many, so many sounds. They come at us, to take our flesh and soul......" said the brown-haired girl, "and it always whispers in my head." ā
"Then confront it, it is but a sad echo of their entity, their once proud High Brood was burned by us in the Great Purification of a thousand years ago, and its aftermath is nothing but a sad remnant."
Burke stood up and stepped forward, his voice echoing in a deep voice through his armor, "No one can gain strength without paying the price. ā
"You're a little too harsh, Burke." A crisp voice rang out: "Misha is just a young child. ā
"She's not that young anymore, and if she can't learn to master her power, I won't be able to convince my superiors to save her life, that's just the case."
"But you're too anxious, and this will have a detrimental effect, how about giving Misha a rest first?" With a flickering halo, a beautiful girl in a single blue ponytail appeared in front of Agent Burke, dressed in black armor.
"Alright then, pack up and go back to your dorm." Burke turned back to the sweaty girl and said, "I'm going to talk to your brother." ā
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"And then?" Wright asked curiously, not at all realizing that he might be involved in someone else's private affairs right now.
"And then?" Then he went on to train Misha for two more years...... And I also trained for two years, although Misha eventually learned to control her psionic powers, but for the safety of countless people, the Federation will not allow a 'dangerous' psyker like Misha to enter the Federation territory of the Setopia system, so this man has found a way for us to send us over to run a gang family...... By the way, it acts as a liaison station and propaganda node for the Federation in the Empire. At the mention of the word danger, Misha's expression became a little gloomy, but he was quickly relieved: "After that, we stayed here, no matter where there are always so many people in need of help, and we can just do a part, even if it is a small force." ā
"By the way, Misha, how are your psionic abilities now?" Burke asked, the alcohol hadn't completely numbed his brain, at least now he could think normally.
"If the amount released every day is controlled, there is no problem." Misha replied.
"Really......"
"Patriarch! Patriarch! Something happened! There was a loud banging at the door.
"Don't panic!" Misha winked at the rest of the room, then turned her head to look out the door, "What's wrong?" ā
"Corpses! Lots of corpses! They're moving! ā
"Corpses?" Misha's expression was a little stunned: "What's going on?" ā
Misha's expression was almost as confused as her brother's, but the two Federation visitors were not so calm.
A cold light flashed in Burke's eyes, and his original decadent and boring look was swept away in an instant, and in his place appeared a hideous and terrifying look on his face, like a fierce beast with the deepest anger.
On the other hand, Wright's expression instantly turned white, as if she had learned something huge and terrifying, and the blood color disappeared from her white face in an instant.
"It's Nurgle Zombie...... Burke's whisper rang out, "Good, good...... I have a lot of money to settle with them. ā
Burke twisted his head, the original hideous look on his face instantly faded, leaving only a more penetrating chill than the initial coldness, as if an electric arc flashed in his eyes, and then, he turned his head to Misha: "Looks like something is going to happen here, ask that person, where those zombies appeared." ā
"Ah, okay." As if stimulated by Burke's cold tone, Misha was a little unresponsive at first, and after a while turned her head to shout outside the door, "Calm down, where are those corpses appearing?" ā
"The outermost on the east side of our family domain! It seems that the Henry family has already fried the pot! What are we going to do? ā
"Establish containment points and cordons to prepare the fighters for battle." Misha said.
"No need for containment, those people are finished, get all your flamethrowers ready and cordon it off directly, while contacting your upper echelons directly and preparing to retreat."
"Retreat?" Misha's expression seemed incredulous: "Really? Is that exaggerated? It's hard to say if it's true......"
"But you don't have the capital to gamble and let all your men enter this fortress before retreating. If those were Nurgle's zombies, your entire nest would be ruined...... You're not just responsible for the lives of the two of you now, you have so many people in charge now, if they die here, can you bear it? ā
āā¦ā¦ No, you can't ......" Misha lowered her head.
"Well, lend me a salamander."
"Mr. Burke?" The three of them looked at Burke blankly.
"Don't you understand? Give me a salamander. Burke repeated, his tone still unfurnished.
"I know what a salamander is...... But what are you going to do with the reconnaissance vehicle now? Misha looked at Burke suspiciously, and then his face changed suddenly, "Where are you going?" You just said it was dangerous over there? What are you going to do? ā
"Of course it's dangerous, but the Nurgle zombies don't appear out of thin air, there must be guys, whether it's demons or those plague warriors behind them. And I, I'm going to settle a score with the people behind the decomposing corpses......" Burke drew his laser pistol and electromagnetic pistol, his eyes getting colder and colder, the pale blue arc flashing across his face, the traces of the passage of time disappeared from him in a moment, and the ruthless agent of the past returned to the once-disheartened body - burning violently with revenge, "with their lives." Burke summed it up.
"Are you alone? At least we should have some support......"
"Of course not, I'll report everything that happens here to Galactic Command, if those Chaos Bastards want to make some big news in Lendinium...... Soon, there will be an army to intervene. ā