The green mist settled at her ankles, and she lifted her foot to watch the gas hang on her shoes, dripping reluctantly.

These are weapons concocted by Lord Motarian himself, and they do not erode the equipment of the Death Guards, but will cause their enemies to perish in the pain of suffocation.

As a member of the Hounds Hunting Team, this is the first time she has experienced a real battlefield, explosions, impacts, viscous blood, alien roars, her brain is clouded, but as a gunner of a Hound Dog tank, the movements of her hands have never stopped, sweat droplets are dripping against the gas mask, her eyes are itchy, she can only shake her head hard, desperately open her eyes, and then put the barrel against the throat of the alien, fire, fire!

The viscous liquid splattered from the barrel of the cannon, hissing and breathing, and she saw through the narrow scope the images of the tall beasts rotting under the cannonballs, the flesh dripping down, and the death guards who followed by the hounds did not hesitate to harvest its head, this is hell, they created hell.

She mechanically repeated the movements taught by the technical masters on the training ground, and when the order to [rest] was given, she was still stunned and rested her head against the scope like a quail, nervously waiting for the order.

[Come out and breathe, little ones, good job.] 】

The technical sergeant on the outside of the dog knocked on their vehicle with a wrench, and the muffled sound of the thud echoed down the pipes and metal, and after confirming that the war was over and they could leave the car, several of their crew members got out, because of the small space in the car, she found that her legs were shaking uncontrollably, her muscles were stiff, and her protective suit was full of sweat.

[25, yes, you helped kill at least 25 aliens, and your poison box is also the most consumed. 】

The technical sergeant took them off like chickens, and then began to check the vehicle, and to her relief, except for the commander, the somewhat nervous uncle, everyone else was just as embarrassed as she was, and they huddled together with each other, leaning on the hound, listening to the roar of the technical sergeant's electric drill.

Through the thick protective suits, the breeze of the strange planet touched them, and she looked up, and there were some cold little white spots falling in the sky, she had never seen this, her hometown had never seen such a scene.

She looked into the distance, the corpses of the enemy lying quietly on the ground rotting, the sporadic sound of gunfire from time to time in the depths of the mist, the faint sound of the comforting footsteps of the death guards, and she watched it all as if she had done it together, and they had done it, "Praise be to the Lord of Death." She murmured, stroking her fellow hounds behind her.

A solid touch, this huge creature reassured her, a full sense of honor floated down her chest, she suddenly remembered the bits and pieces of words in her previous training, and respoke like a weak heart, "Praise the Lord of Death, praise the King of the Underworld." ”

Death gives them salvation, Hades gives them power, there is no Death and Hades, as a slave of Galaspa, she will not stand here anyway, maybe she will die on the battlefield of the alien planet, but the process of fighting with the army has made her die without regrets, life and death have been given value, they are no longer corpses in Galaspa's sewage river.

Names and beliefs have magic in themselves, and as she meditates on the name of Hades, she looks into the deepest part of the battlefield, consciously or unconsciously, and a feeling of disgust comes up like an electric shock, and quickly dissipates, she seems to see the tall figure in the mist, she blinks in confusion, but everything is gone again.

The Spirit Knight drove quietly through the mist, where the intensity of the battlefield was highest, where the soil was blood-soaked like an early spring farmland, Hades silently examined the corpses.

No, no.

Eventually, Hades shook his head and motioned for the two Spirit Knights to leave, leaving the unrelated Death Guards and Hounds at the edge of the battlefield, unable to spy on their movements.

[No signs of psionic corrosion have been found.] 】

There was a brief silence on the other end of the channel,

[Hades, now return to the ship, according to this route, the others have been transferred. 】

[Motarian, do you have any traces of psionic energy in the battle against the enemy ships? 】

[No, in fact, this race has little or no knowledge and control of psionic powers, and they will only use the point of Mandeville for the most basic navigation. 】

The two fell silent at the same time, and finally Hades hesitated to speak,

[If it's not interracial. We're going to look to the humans of this galaxy for answers. 】

Motarian hissed like a sigh,

That's why I hate people who use psionic powers so much. 】

The original body looked up and looked at the giant map above the command room, and the Rest system was in full swing, and a dazzling fleet battle was underway.

But the good news is that the Death Guard has managed to take down the outermost two planets of the galaxy and control of Mandeville Point due to the enemy underestimating the speed and scale of the Imperial support.

With the exception of the troops stationed on the outer side of the system, they did not encounter fierce resistance from the enemy, and the main force of Memanic was still attacking the main star of Just, rather than immediately turning around and facing the Death Guards.

Enemies want to bite off Just and then turn back and fight back, and if they turn back now, they will face the fate of being flanked by both the Death Guard and the Mechists, and with a forged star on their backs, the Mechmen can quickly regain their strength, which will be even more difficult for them to deal with.

Therefore, the aliens chose to take down the casting main star first, and the strong productivity of the casting main star will also bring a boost to their counterattack.

The closer you get to the main star of Just, the more difficult it is for the opposing fleet defenses to breach.

Motarian calculates that if the main planet of Just is lost, the situation will deteriorate further.

Although the Primordials are insensitive to these mechanical sages who worship gods at will, they do need a fleet now, a fleet that can reinforce the main planet of Just, and it is indeed a miracle that the Mechanics on Rust are crumbling, and it is indeed a miracle that they have survived until now.

Motarian pondered as the door to the command room behind him opened, and Hades walked in briskly, tiny crystals of poison gas stained in his armor.

Hades took off his helmet and looked intently at the screen, and for a moment, he spoke.

"We need to support Just's primary."

"A fleet is sufficient, and as long as the main star is not lost, the fleet of the Death Guards can slowly tear through their defenses on the outside."

Motarian raised his hand and interrupted Hades' words, and Hades looked at him in confusion,

"In your opinion, who will lead this fleet?"

"Me."

Without hesitation, Hades replied, "This fleet needs capable people, and of this group, I know the most about the Mechonist. ”

Motarian was silent for a moment,

"That's on the premise that we didn't run into that boat."

Hades froze, he looked down in annoyance and thought about it, indeed, the look around the subspace is still there, but Just can't be lost, Hades doesn't think that Garo and Vaux can be up to the task of fighting with the Mechon, any tactical mistakes caused by the lack of understanding on both sides are fatal, and it is not uncommon for those oil guys to even deliberately sell the death guard for victory.

"There are now three Spirit Knights on board the Endurance, two hundred and thirty-two Untouchables, fifty-seven Think Tanks, and the command is for you, that's enough for you, Motarian."

Even in the most extreme cases, if the untouchables are gathered together and killed, the anti-psionic energy domain that erupts before the untouchable dies is enough for any subspace creature, and they will be immediately expelled from the subspace.

Hades established a team of untouchables, one is to cooperate with his operations, and the other is to allow the legion to have a standing force that cannot always rely on him, even if Hades's ability is now at the supermodel level, before the Great Rebellion has begun, the untouchable team of Death Guard can be regarded as T1 level.

As long as the Endurance doesn't jump into the subspace and suddenly becomes ill and enters the subspace turbulence, scurrying around while killing all the Starwhisperers on board, this team of untouchables will be enough to deal with the subspace creatures of the physical world.

By the way, the example just now is how the death guard went into the ground to ambush in the original book, and then was corrupted and had a sad experience.

As for why so fucked up. Don't ask, ask is that Karastiphon's skills in fooling Motarian are outstanding, but now Motarian will not make such a retarded mistake, the original body is deeply aware of the dangers of subspace, and Motarian is resistant to entering subspace to sail, let alone let the fleet subspace run around.

It is still necessary to believe in the barriers of the physical world, except for the design in advance, where there are altars, places like the Endurance will not be easily corrupted by subspace.

Oh, except for Hades' death, ahem.

Moreover, Hades can feel that the physical barriers on the outer side of the Just galaxy are not weak, on the contrary, the physical barriers here can be called healthy, but in the depths of this galaxy. It is difficult to say about Hades, the main star of Just, generally speaking, the higher the intensity of death, the more depressed people's spirits, and the more likely it is that subspace will distort the real world.

Motarian glanced at Hades, and then he began to lay out the fleet,

"Your judgment is that nothing will happen to the Stoic?"

Hades hesitated, "It's hard to say, but the subspace here isn't very connected. ”

Motarian paused for a moment,

"Then you go, Hades."

Then Motarian whispered slowly,

"I sometimes really wonder if you're a Mechon, or a Death Guard, and maybe it's the wrong decision to approve you to go to Mars."

Hades spoke in horror, "I'm the Death Guard, you believe me, Motarian, you see I don't pay much attention to the Mechists." ”

But what Hades had in mind was the image of being surrounded by the Mitch Forge Satellite Mechanical Sage.

Motarian had a disgusted expression of "liar" on his face, and immediately issued an expulsion order,

"The Fourth Knight is ready, it's all soldiers of the Seventh Company, Hades, you can go and take over, after three Terra hours, we will cover you in."

"If you need the strength of the Zero Company, take them with you."

Hades waved his hand, "You need them more than I do, Motarian, and let them go and ensure the stability of the main fleet." ”

"Okay."

Motarian didn't shirk either, "Commander Hades, I order you to lead the Seventh Company to support the Main Star of Just, and all the powers of the Seventh Company, the Fourth Knight and its affiliated ships are open to you, and act at the opportunity to take them." ”

Hades had already begun to scurry away towards the door, raising his scythe and giving a simple salute in response to Motarian.

"Make sure you come back alive."

Thank you for your concern...... I'm okay! It's just that the end of the semester is a little busy, and the writer's fragile and unhealthy schedule, it may be two weeks lately, but if the thoughts are springing, I will try to be more yards! _(:з」∠)_

The summer vacation must be more explosive, it must be certain, I count, I owe four watches.

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