Something was wrong with the streets, and Alan Bair could vaguely feel that this was not a situation that the mob liked to do, but more strictly speaking, this was the execution ground...

Bloody, ruined, limb, the Imperial Guard has never seen hell, they deal with heretics and aliens every day in hell, but today can indeed make people physically uncomfortable.

The main thing is that the survivors are alive, yes, there are so many more living than dead, but those who have no skin, bones are pulled out, muscles are severed, some are wriggling on the ground, some are hanging, and some are given countless overdoses of hallucinogens.

"Xenomorph, or heresy?" The lieutenant colonel looked at the mess here, whether it was the interference of the Chaos gods or the machinations of the aliens, it had nothing to do with him, he only needed to complete his two goals, occupy the core recovery area of the city and take the tavern owner away.

"Staff officer, how is the situation with the reconnaissance unit?" Alan Bair picked up the binoculars and looked at the area from afar, they were already close to the city, but apart from the glow of the glowing lumen balls and the humming ventilation equipment, all that remained was death and, decay, wailing and screaming.

This place is not a human city, just a hell tainted by heresy, and now the lieutenant colonel's idea has become to quickly complete the occupation mission, let the engineering troops do the work, and then kill all the living people here.

It can only be said that the hope target is self-sufficient, but given the abundant martial arts of the Imperial Guard, the tavern is not a core area, so there should be no problem in the short term.

The staff officer also replied at this moment. The Leterin First Class replied, the enemy over there was not densely populated, they seemed obsessed with slaughtering the weak, and at this moment they were making disgusting actions all over the area.

The appearance of those maggot people, skin-flipping people, skinless people, blood overflowing, screaming and squirming flashed in his mind, Alan Baier was a little disgusted, this is the feeling of seeing the sea of corpses, but it turned out at this moment.

"Empathy... Staff officer, what is the mental state of the soldiers? ”

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

"Good, then do it!"

"Convey the whole and surprise the animals!"

The buzzing sound of the Imperial Engine echoed, the Chimera was a transport armored vehicle, but it was also a real Imperial engine, and the soul born of war was cheering happily, and this bloody place, the twisted place, was also responding to the silent anger of the Imperial Guard.

And in the recycling point composed of blood, waste, metal and a large amount of industrial equipment, this place that used to be the living line of many people is now producing things and constantly producing things.

Roar and pistons squirm in the narrow spaces of the factory, the gang boss whips the ordinary people he has captured, and the automatic gun holds their lifeblood against them, driving those people to work day and night, he finds the cargo ship that has not left yet, and asks it to leave with its own backbone.

Drawing a sword and plundering his own people is not a shame for this wicked man, in his eyes, it doesn't matter if the emperor or any other god or anything, he just needs to live.

Is it difficult to evaluate this person as wrong? Because he doesn't know those ordinary civilians, and he doesn't care if they live or die, at the end of this dark fortieth millennium, living in this era, ask yourself, how many people will care about ordinary people after they have power and status?

And compared to those ordinary people, this gang needs those goods more, but halfway through it, his subordinates can't help but start complaining. "Damn merchant ship guards, if only they were so easy to enslave with this bunch of guys!"

The boss just banged the member on the head, he scolded. "Business is business, cooperation is cooperation, our plundering is our job, leaving and enriching is our goal."

"No matter how much you do to the ordinary people here, no one will care about what happens to you after that, we will be clean when you leave this area, you have to offend the Empire's Astronaut Chamber of Commerce, they may not be strong, they are just powerful."

"Not to mention this star system, you will be notorious in several star sectors, and why are our members going crazy all this time?"

Even if the gang boss was already well-informed, he had traveled many worlds and seen the things that were going on beneath the dark side of the empire, but he couldn't help but shudder when he saw the scenery outside the factory.

It's just that he doesn't think that those animals are his subordinates, for him, except for the hundreds of armed men in this factory who are brothers, the others are just temporary recruits, and even if they don't go crazy, he has a headache about how to explain how to leave him.

"Keep going, keep going..."

His eyes had become 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 war, and now it could be said that the disobedient empire that had changed direction had to be quick, it had to be...

"Plus..."

Bang, boom, the walls trembled, the entire area of the plant seemed to be plunged into a great natural catastrophe, and after a few moments, hundreds of Imperial Guard servicemen broke through windows from a height, armed with weapons, down with ropes, and fired at the same time.

Whizzing, swishing, deflagrating through the human body, igniting the poor insects in an instant, and a full set of carapace armor could not even be pierced by the automatic guns of those people.

"It's the Imperial Guard!" Exclaimed, one of their most feared nightmares came true, when they enslaved the citizens of the Empire by force, and when the usual protection money and oppression turned into Ming's servitude, the Empire could no longer tolerate their stupidity.

"Cover!" Shouting, the effect of the bunker in the face of the deflagration gun is actually not strong, and the lethality caused by the penetration ability of the deflagration beam can completely penetrate the recovery lathe made of ordinary metal.

And some gang members with bright heads choose to use living people as obstacles, thinking that the Imperial Guard can make the Imperial Guard jealous, but the Imperial Guard doesn't care about those citizens at all, the last thing the empire lacks is ordinary people, there are many human beings in the world in a nest, and human rights are nonsense.

Bang bang, swish, deflagration, hot melt, explosive bomb, in order to reduce the damage, the lives of the only regiment of Skadi were more expensive than those weapons, and the firepower squandered in this area was even more perverted, and the Chimera began to shoot through the holes in the exterior walls destroyed by the hot melt.

The slaughter, one-sided, without suspense, those betrayers naturally angered the emperor, and it is only today that they will be so ravaged, and the sins of those deaths and profiteering gathered here need to be paid off by a part of the people.

When the wind of killing blows through this narrow place, fear can not only breed chaos but also eliminate who can do great things, almost instantly, the gang boss and a few cronies go at that extremely fast speed, according to the standards of mortals, their hungry tigers are extremely fast, and the effect is also good.

"Got it...", gasping for breath, several people frantically went to the tunnel that had been dug here early, using the death of their brothers and sisters who had been loyal to them, after all, the gang has no moral meaning.

Powerful predators are coming, and the rats are naturally jumping away, and that's it, they are not afraid, because this is the norm of the Hive people, only this time it is not pdf but the Imperial Guard.

The sound of metal cliding in the damp pipes was all too familiar to the Scaddy veterans, and at this moment the rogues on the ground had almost been killed, the occupation was complete, and the engineering troops were slowly approaching.

Sergeant Katachan looked at the ground. "Sir, there's someone down there."

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

Those rats, hurrying underground, did not know that they had picked up their lives, and counted as the emperor's blessing, but they did not know gratitude, but only scolded and sarcastically mocked the incompetence of the Imperial Guard, and turned the whole city into hell, although they did to fuel the fire, but they scolded well.

If the Imperial Guard really cared about this, they would not have let the big merchants and nobles leave and put the citizens of the Empire in such a situation.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we have enough things at the moment for us to leave, and then we'll talk about it when we get to the new world." Urging hurriedly, the old gang leader had seen too many things, and he knew how terrible the arrival of the aliens was, and he also knew that the Imperial Guard had no time to manage them.

Run, live, such thoughts shook in his mind, and the precious metals weighing dozens of catties in his hands and the rare crystals removed from many utilities in the city were the last passes.

There is an end to the damp underground, and the heavy metal is also salvation, and their own paradise is just around the corner.

Flashing lumens loomed at the end of the pipe, and it was nothing more than a dream, the hooligans, the robbers, the gangsters, the gangsters, the gangsters, the end of the pipeline, an imperial transport ship waiting outside the city, those guys dressed as merchants with automatic guns, raised vigilantly, pointed at them.

"Stop, human!"

The executive was a little strange, she was big and had a high-pitched voice, but she had to say that she was a beauty, and the gang boss immediately raised his hand. "We've been raided by the Imperial Guard!"

"We only have so many things, take us away, just like we promised!"

He opened the box, and pieces of pitch-black heavy alloy materials and beautiful rare gems fell to the ground, and the merchant guards here were all very rich, full of armor, even the Imperial Guard rarely had such equipment, those tall Imperial people quickly put away the goods, and the inventory was over.

"It's not enough, I can only take four people with me."

The boss had a bitter look on his face. "Only four people?" There are five of them, that is, one of them will stay here?

The sound of tinnitus suddenly echoed in his brain, and 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, their only option was to leave.

"Old Lawrence, we usually have a good relationship, let's work together, and if we kill one of them, we can get on the ship." When someone began to suggest to their companions, whether it was the act of whispering or the phrase, it was enough to make those people more vigilant, and for some reason, the whisper fell into the ears of the others without hindrance.

"What do you mean to kill one?! Lawrence, Ron, you two bastards! ”

"Boss, plus me and Kaiai, the three of them must have beaten the two of you!"

Sabre-rattling, guns, blades, tension and depression, former friends are now-for-tat and do not trust each other.

And this hard situation suddenly broke, not that someone had shot, but that Lawrence had inserted the dagger into the waist of their leader, Lawrence himself didn't know why he did it, he watched the blood wet his fingers, only to feel that his head was hot just now, dizzy, suddenly...

"No, Boss, no, I..."

The gang leader was angry, his face was hideous with pain, and after a while, Lawrence's actions were considered to be a declaration of war, betrayal, the war started instantly, guns were fired at each other, the gangsters threatened and killed each other, crazy wails and screams continued, and the fire in their hearts made them like to shoot the thighs and arms of the opposite side for some reason, that kind of non-lethal place.

When the war was over, none of the five people died, they were just dying, their blood was damp all over the ground, they ignored anything beside them, their eyes were only hatred and anger, and the merchants also faded their illusions at this moment, and the tall aliens watched the human fight, as if they were watching some interesting fighting crickets.

For the Dark Eldars, Monchi (the Elven scorn for humans) is such a creature, interesting, short-lived, emotionally intense and numerous, their souls are not tasteless to eat, the pain is quite enough, and the so-called words that can only take four people are also false, they need them all!

Looking at the scuffling humans, the tall merchant turned into a bloody man, and the blaster in his hand also turned into a long-spiked stinger gun. "My doping is getting better and better."

She raised her head arrogantly, watching the humans fight, and the most elite troops of the Dark Elves were also tracking Alan Bair's whereabouts, they wondered why the Imperial Guard was here, and obtaining tactical objectives was also one of their core goals, but for the Blood Ling, it was more important for her to have enough flesh and blood here to play for as long as she wanted.

At this moment, this place, this is the case, at the end of this dark fortieth millennium, the restlessness of the aliens and the invasion of the forces of chaos, the activity of the Behemoth swarm, the waaahhg of the orcs, or the expansion of titanium, are all excellent comedy and lunch for the dark spirits, and they live high in the Comoros, and they don't care about the many sufferings...

When the wretched struggles were over, their arms and thighs were broken and torn apart by their companions, and they were hung up by aliens like roast chickens, and in order to allow them to heal well, sedatives were injected into their bodies, and the liquid of the eternal night psionic beasts from the dark world had been purified countless times by the Blood Ling people, and now in addition to making people quiet, it could also make them fall into nightmares.

Although I don't know what those humans are afraid of, but in addition to their silence at the moment, they also have constantly twisted and wriggling faces telling their pain, and for the dark spirits, at this moment, tens of millions of lives in this place are howling, painful, and all the time producing a huge amount of soul power to fill their empty bodies.

They have long been shells filled with torture, and there is nothing left, and there is only one goal to drive them forward, that is, to let no one in this world die well.

(End of chapter)