Quiet, deadly, bloody, like a metal hell, those disgusting deadly tormentors somehow learned to keep their victims alive and bleeding, if it weren't for the Chaos Gods, then...

Alan Bair drove the streets to shoot heretics, and the team was made up entirely of Skadi's most combative men, ensigns, First Private Leterin, Master Major Katachan, and a few elite Imperial Guards of about 10 people.

They don't know what they're going to do, what they're going to do, where they're going, what they're going to save, but it's their destiny to carry out their mission, that's all.

Alan Baier didn't emphasize why, nor did he say the specifics, but they trusted their superiors more than they were confused.

Although the second lieutenant still joked in the cramped armored car. "Why doesn't the boss want to say anything."

Wright came quite freely, but he could only block it with an additional partition in the car because of his personal body odor problem, but fortunately, the interior space of the Chimera was very large and could withstand the toss, so this Chimera became his "special driver".

But even so, his smell was still faint, it was not a real smell, but the fate of the untouchables, their mutant DNA created a black hole in the subspace, constantly pulling the souls of the mortals next to him, and he could only buzz to answer.

"Rest assured, wherever we go, it's just an order to crush the enemy."

They have to admit that war and soldiers are such things, they are all tools, tools for the continuation of mankind, and they are also curses, it is the huge base of the Imperial Guard that has plunged this huge empire into a black hole of resources that has lasted for 10,000 years.

The military is both a tool and a necessity for survival, but it is also the fundamental reason for the stagnation of humanity for thousands of years, if the human empire is willing to throw away a large number of places of little value but let the empire be stationed in large numbers.

Or shrink the huge territory of the empire, many people think that the empire will not expand after the Great Expedition, but in fact, the empire's huge military power has continued to swallow many planets in the galaxy throughout 10,000 years, forming star regions.

Among them are Space Marines, Imperial Guards, Ronin Traders, many Imperial forces and boundless exploration of the dark galaxy, because this universe is not only the usual problems of orcs, eldars, titanium, space necromancers, and zergs, but also many small aliens, who may not be aware of the concept of the universe, and are destroyed by the empire's cannons, or are captured to study what is the value.

At the end of the 40th millennium of this pitch-black human civilization, the empire is still the largest and most ferocious weapon of war in this galaxy, and there is no one.

But war cannot be exchanged for development, it is extremely vicious, its huge and swollen, like a swollen corpse floating in the universe, blistered, and many aliens and heretics are flies, taking away a piece of carrion from time to time to fill the abdomen.

But this corpse has no motivation to discharge its own corpse qi and peel off the carrion, so it can only endure the constant feeding of those maggots, but the countless worlds that have been seized by the Great Expedition and countless heroes and martyrs, as well as the nobles, religions, and many other forces involved in the Empire's Ministry of Internal Affairs, even if the original gene returns, it cannot be said that the empire can remove the carrion without hurting the muscles and bones.

Because that place has been the domain of the human empire since ancient times, now and in the future or in the distant future.

The Astral Army is both the hammer and the curse of the Empire, hundreds of billions of people living for war, followed by untold waste and sacrifice.

"There's no room for complaining!" The non-commissioned officer scolded, and he was also sincere, no matter where they were going now, or how the empire had expanded, they had no room for complaining.

The Chimera slowly stopped the roar of the engine, and as the soldiers realized, the dark spirits hiding in the ruins in the distance became more vigilant.

Getting out of the car, the smell of promethium, the smell of blood, and the smell of their own companions, the chaotic breath was enough to overload the head, and the situation here was no worse than the Imperial Guard had imagined, even unexpectedly comfortable, so that it seemed comical for them to get out of the car with guns in a standard combat position.

"Regional security." The Lettling still reported after a brief patrol, but he didn't see the Dark Eldar, not because he was stupid, but because the Elven body looming behind the ruins was blocked by a defensive device called Flickerfields, a dark Eldar vehicle.

These advanced optical force field shields are mounted on the external devices of the Elves, allowing the user to appear to flicker and confuse the enemy's perspective, and the stealth unit follows the Imperial Guard in the same way, making it unbelievable.

The heavy equipment was also powered by a special energy engine, including the gems handed in by some of the hapless Empire gang members, so it wasn't the first time they had done this, and probably wouldn't be the last.

Those evil alien beings saw the Imperial Guard enter the place carved with small signs and taverns written in low Gothic, so remote and inconspicuous, why did they bother with it?

Things must be different, and the team continued to press forward, but Alan Bair was unaware of this, even though he believed that there was a heresy affecting the area, but he was unaware of the possible existence of the Eldars, firstly because he trusted the detection of the Orniths and the previous use of their equipment by the Dark Eldarns to pretend to be their ark cousins.

Relaxation was the biggest problem, and while the Ark Spirit was still strong, the poor creatures were nowhere near as crazy as their Comorian cousins.

And the task was still important, Alan Baier got out of the car urgently, and he chose to walk far away from his destination for the sake of concealment, and he emphasized.

"The second lieutenant follows me, Master Chief and Kid Lettling are waiting here, turn on the radio, and soon we'll be back."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, Boss." They replied, they executed, and Alan Bair slowly moved forward, although they seemed to be doing seamlessly, but the looming nightmare loomed beside them, and the aliens did not leave, obvious.

It wasn't too far through the ruins and death, at least not long, and when Alan Bair found that the door of the tavern had been smashed open by a heretic weapon, he had to curse. "Damn..."

He whispered, asking the Emperor to bless the loyalists, and stepped inside, but he soon saw a mess, empty taverns, plans for the Red Pirates to be lured by the Imperial Guard, information on spies, the Empire's only core information against the Red Pirates, and it seemed that all of them were gone at this moment!

He stepped over cracked objects, planks, or wine bottles, searching the smashed counters, but both Imperial Throne Coins and most of the inorganic items that could be recovered were taken with him.

"Boss, I don't know what's going on, but are we late?" The lieutenant wasn't sure, but he also knew that it wasn't a good thing for a person to have that kind of expression, and Alan Baier just rubbed his temples. "It's okay, it's okay, there's no endless road..."

He was indeed a little excited, but what else could he do, the opportunity to win was already scarce, and now it was lost, because of his stupidity and slowness, he missed the opportunity...

But while his thoughts were in a daze, a metal arm stretched out from the floor behind the counter, and the silver-white veteran prosthetic body poked out of the pure gold and alloy, waving, and if it weren't for the hell, or the iron man, buried underneath, Alan Bair probably understood.

"It's worthy of intelligence!" No matter how happy he was, no matter how happy he was, he couldn't resist the feeling of the arrival of the slowly opening lower staircase and the hidden mezzanine driven by gears and pistons, the smell of hope.

How could the Imperial Guard rely on a mere year of Adamantite Gold and asteroid ground to make such a place, apparently it was once one of the little secrets of the Mechonists, and even underground there were still many unknown heavy machines and equipment, only now they were plastered with photographs, brown paper, and many complicated documents.

In addition to the tavern owner, there was also a female intelligence officer with glasses, covering her figure with a thick cloak, and working here, the boss told them familiarly. "Welcome."

And Alan Baier looked at the dense information here, all of which were in High Gothic, and a bunch of big people here couldn't understand it, which was probably why they could enter so easily, obviously Skadi and the others had already figured it out.

There was only the ensign's puzzled expression and the commotion of scurrying around, but he was nimble enough not to hit anything because of his stupidity.

But the boss said. "I'm sorry, I'll have to observe who you are for a while, there are a lot of strange things going on in this city during this time, especially when I found the flickering people, the kind of things that can turn into gangsters, civilians, and the citizens of the empire who come into contact with those strange "humans" can quickly go crazy. ”

"It's not normal, but the chaos doesn't give me time to investigate this matter, but looking at the current situation outside, you probably know it."

Alan Baier had to nod in acknowledgement. "I didn't expect there to be such a hidden danger so close to us, Emperor bless, fortunately you have no problem."

"The data has been transferred and copied, this small memory unit (wet piece) can remember most of the information, and we do lose some of it before it decays, but let's burn this place." The intelligence officer stood up from her chair and picked up what appeared to be a high-tech iron box, but it was actually just a human brain drive that had been completely remodeled to store memories, and even memories were messed up.

"Evacuate, the Chimera is ready." Private Leterin was waiting on the Chimera, and in order to ensure safety, the non-commissioned officer was also on standby, everything was decided, only a flame was needed, but the second lieutenant was reckless and suddenly fell, and his abnormal flat fall made Alan Baier have to scold him.

Those precious materials are scattered all over the ground, such as kraft paper, photos and other situations of the enemies of the empire, in this dark universe, is a treasure that can save countless lives, its value is even more than how gold and silver jewelry in the mortal world, if you really want to describe it, it is a world, and the intelligence here is enough for the empire to spend a world for it!

"Are you a child? It's all Imperial secrets, what if you break the information?! ”

The lieutenant blushed, but said again. "I fell suddenly, as if there was something, I had sworn in the name of the emperor."

Alan Baier was a little helpless, he usually spoiled this kid too much, but he suddenly realized that the things on the ground were moving slowly because of the falling and scattered ground, and at this moment the things in his mind seemed to be broken for a moment, connecting his own experience.

The Elvens, the Dark Elves, the aliens, the nightmares from the Comoros, the remains of the nobles of the universe.

"Damn it!" He drew his weapon and immediately shot there, a faint glow revealed by the intense beam of the weapon, a goddamn alien in a mirrored helmet.

Mirrorhelms, helmets worn by gladiators of the Witch Spirit Cult, have a built-in perception amplifier that can reflect the opponent's various small movements, and even predict the opponent's movement trajectory.

And because of this, he dodged the shots at the limit, and at such a close distance, he could even move like a prophet, and people could not be guarded against.

Although the second lieutenant usually looks unreliable, he is also one of the few elites of Skady, and almost instantly, he takes out his power weapon and slashes at the enemy, and the destructive position buzzes, and the tavernkeeper's arm even pops out a small-caliber automatic weapon.

Bang bang bang, sizzle, buzz, slash with power weapons, salvo of small-caliber automatic firearms, even with a mirror helmet is not something that normal people can react to, in this narrow, only eighty square meters of house.

The tall, slender warrior wielded the Hekati Blade and flicked off his spear in a way unthinkable to a mortal, leaping away from the ensign's incoming slash.

It's incredible, this is the technology of the Spirit Clan, but even the mirror helmet has a limit, and the simultaneous attack of the three of them brought his processor to the edge of performance, and when Alan Baier's second shot was extremely fast and highly accurate, the superhuman deflagration beam shot burst out, and before returning to the ground, the Spirit Clan's witch spirit warrior was slightly sluggish, and it was exchanged for the disintegration of the mirror helmet.

Rich smoky makeup and sky-high braids, and resentful eyes revealing murderous intent and madness, the beautiful woman-like man, the tall torturer watched the mortal smash his armor face incredibly.

"Monchi! (The Elven scorn term for humans refers to a savage and powerful creature that once appeared, sounding like an English monkey, but it wasn't.) ）”

But he won't fight, he needs to gather his forces and seize the information store in the woman's hands.

He ran out of the room, Alan Baier followed, his speed was not inferior to this guy, to the surprise of the Spirit Clan, leaving the tavern, the distance was pulled in, without a mirror helmet, this guy could not escape!

But when Alan Baier was about to shoot, the sky suddenly darkened, and after flickering, the light disappeared, and when Alan Baier activated the night vision device he carried with him and looked at the area with black and white eyes, the enemy was gone.

This region is usually powered by stars, and asteroids do not have weather and rotation, which means that there is something that obscures the stars...

And at this moment, in the void, the huge titanium fleet has arrived, and countless "fish-shaped" and "merchant ships" are crowding the sky, this is for the sake of the good way, but also for the future of titanium, those who have no nose are at war!

(End of chapter)