Chapter 80: Iron Bone
I have been in the regiment headquarters for a long time, and I have seen a lot of soldiers who have died in order to ask for rewards or military supplies, and there are many people in the army who are thick-skinned or even shameless, and can grind for a day for a little something. Even I myself once accompanied the regiment commander to the headquarters of the group army for a few cans of fuel supplies, and I even disguised myself as a psionic counterattack to scare people, if it wasn't for the clever enough of my regiment commander at that time, maybe I would have been killed on the spot by the political commissar of the group army.
However, no matter how a soldier can play a scoundrel, after all, he still has a bottom line of dignity, like the situation in front of me, people kneel directly in front of you and don't get up, I really have encountered it for the first time in my life.
The pistols that have been sent out must not be returned. Although it was just an ordinary commodity, the Exploding Pistol was a much more valuable and rare weapon than the Laser Pistol, and it had accompanied me through many battles and often helped me survive the Jedi, and it was a pity to lose it now. Looking at her like that, do you still want me to be a sword? Think beautifully!
If there is a certain Defence Force officer or soldier kneeling in front of me, no matter how high his status and combat strength are, I can kick him over and tell him to get out. But this can't be done, she's a nun, is it really going to bleed hard this time? Over the years, I have always stolen things from others, and I have never been robbed by others......
As soon as I rolled my eyes, I immediately had an idea. Isn't it just a reward, why do you have to take it from myself?
I walked over to the dead Chaos Space Marine, and picked up his greatsword with a dull sheen. This Space Marine's weapon is much larger than our Defender's, almost as long as my height, and can be easily wielded with one hand by Space Marines, but must be held in both hands if a mortal wants to be flexible. Turning on the power, the sword body was wrapped in a force field shining with ominous dark red light, different from the blue arc light of the normal power sword, this sword looked weird and evil, contaminated with the filthy energy of the subspace, and faintly I could feel the wails of countless souls on the blade. Judging from the strength of the force field, this is obviously a Seiko-level weapon, a notch higher than my own, and with the filth from the subspace, this sword even has a power similar to that of a psionic sword, perhaps just a slight wound is enough to kill. Thankfully, the sword on Ashwarya's head only pierced the helmet and didn't scratch her body.
If the nun wasn't here, I'd have to collect it myself. The energy on the sword is enough to tempt the mentally weak into darkness, but I am specially trained to resist this temptation, and even have the ability to dispel and purify it. Under normal circumstances, such desecrated items are not to mention collections, and ordinary people will be judged as heretics and burned at the stake even if they touch or even look at them.
"Ashwarya, as the victor, you have the right to the enemy's weapons. This is the loot you deserve, put it away. "I played the role of a strict and rigid officer perfectly, not letting a trace of distressed feelings leak out.
The nun raised her head, her eyes flashing with pride and joy, and she was about to reach out to take it, when she suddenly retracted as if she had been burned, "This is a desecrated object!" â
"It was forged to slay the enemies of the Empire. Even if defiled, it can be purified with enough enemy blood. Of course, if you still have doubts, you can take it to the Grand Nun or Her Excellency the Inquisitor to help you complete the purification. But in my opinion, Eddie should be able to do it yourself. â
Eddie even dared to control the renegade Space Marines for his own use, and a single weapon was not a problem.
"This ......," the little nun hesitated. Presumably, her education over the years of her monastic career had made her hate anything that had anything to do with chaos.
"You have defeated even the owner of this sword, are you still afraid that this sword itself will not succeed? Remember, strength comes from the faith in our hearts, not the steel in our hands. As long as the faith is loyal and strong, our sword can be invincible and will never break......" I continued.
The little nun glanced at the half of the chainsaw at her feet, bowed her head in shame, and raised her hand to take the big sword in my hand.
ââŚâŚ In the same way, as long as the faith is strong enough, the guns in our hands can be destroyed like giant cannons! Look at the pistol in your hand, not long ago, I used it to crush the mutineer's battleship Imperial Dawn, and a single shot punched a hole in it that nearly destroyed it. So, nun, use it well and do not let this blessed sacred weapon be disgraced. Now, get up. A loyal warrior should not bow down to anything other than the emperor. â
Ashwarya rose to her feet, her movements filled with decisive power, and the gaze cast through the gaps in the tape on her helmet became more fervent and determined than ever. I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw it, thinking to myself that my eloquence and acting skills hadn't been exercised much, how could the effect be so good? Could it be that this kid is too innocent and very deceitful? If this is the case, then her previous act of kneeling down and apologizing does not seem to be playing tricks, but is sincere. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little sorry.
At the same time, he regretted it even more, he didn't stuff her with so many good things if he knew it.
Pointing to the Chimera chariot, "Go in and rest, the next battle will be easy." â
"But I've been appointed to be your bodyguard, and I won't let up until the order is lifted!" The nun lost her temper again.
"But you're hurt, aren't you?" I pointed to her right shoulder armor, which was strewn with welds, "You can still move this hand?" â
The nun took a step back, sword in her right hand and gun in her left and a fighting stance, "No problem, although I am flesh and blood, I have a stronger steel skeleton than a space marine. â
Just blow it, the skeleton of the Space Marine has been transformed into a cermet-like material with super strength, which is much stronger than ordinary steel.
But Ah Da's words came from the communicator, "I just scanned and found that more than 80% of the bones on this nun's body have been replaced with metal, and the material is presumed to be titan alloy, which is indeed stronger than cermet in some qualities. â
I rubbed it! I couldn't help but really start to look at this young battle nun differently. I naturally know what Titan is, my skull is that kind of thing, and I heard that this material is the most suitable thing to replace human bones, and can be perfectly combined with the human body. Naturally, the price is also very high. The vast majority, if not all, of the seriously wounded in the Defence Force, if they qualify for mechanical prosthetics, generally receive only steel parts, which require a large amount of drugs to suppress rejection. Titan parts are completely free of zĂ i. Moreover, the titan alloy is lightweight, and its strength is indeed much stronger than steel. How extravagant was the inconspicuous monastery of the Silver Sacred Scripture that it could equip a young soldier with so many expensive artificial bones? And how badly did this nun suffer so badly that she transplanted so many bones?
The flying assault soldier, which seems to be an incomparably attractive class, is really not something that ordinary people can be casually recruited. Even in Space Marine, the proportion of this class is not very large.
"But you can't fly now, can you?" I have one more question.
The nun tried to activate the jetpack, but only a puff of green smoke came out of her back, and then nothing happened.
"The last assault just now used a long period of high-power afterburner, and the engine was overheated and burned." Ah Da explained.
But I really couldn't stand the chaos she was making everywhere, so I pointed to the roof of the Riemannus's tank, "Then you go and operate the machine gun, and look around with the headlights, and if you find the enemy, shoot to warn and mark the location." Don't underestimate this position, it's the eyes of everyone in the team, and it's also the most dangerous place for the team. I used to fight in that place. Now, I'm pinning my trust on you for the safety of all of us on this team. â
"I will be faithful to my duty!" The nun replied with a sense of mission and honor, then unloaded the jetpack and threw it into the Chimera's carriage, and climbed onto the top of the tank herself.
Sending her over to guard the searchlight, I called Ah Da and the mechanical priests to my side, "Now let's fix that door." I'm going to go in and get rid of that beacon. â
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