0.2 seconds is probably the reaction limit that a professional soldier can do, and the action of reaching out to take it, picking it up, and then throwing it also takes a second, not to mention the fact that the drop point of the projectile is different, and it can also roll and throw the grenade back, which is not advocated by the Imperial Guard in a realistic sense.

To be precise, it is the entire military organization of human civilization so far, and the so-called explosive throwing has not been advocated since the beginning of the extremist behavior.

And in this cruel dark universe, the dark galaxy for thousands of years, following the rules and breaking the rules and regulations have been going on simultaneously, miracles, everything the emperor has shown, is a miracle for mankind, so that most of the small probability events after that have become his gifts.

In any case, let the magnanimous and benevolent Emperor once again work for his own stupid heir, and when the Master Chief bent over with far more reflexes than humans and the tiny, swift and powerful movements that rattled the power armor, the evil created by the Xenomorph had already glowed blue.

If the EMP destroys the system of the car hull, then this ancient alien artifact will be exposed without protection, and with only a thin layer of iron, no one knows what kind of hell it will turn into here.

The tenderness of this cruel universe for humanity has long been gone, and those who once tolerated it were the disgusting machinations of the gods, only the emperor is still merciful, how great he is as the lord of mankind in the heavens.

Now, a miracle had struck again, the Master Chief had lifted the object, this hateful, disgusting, alien creature had landed right next to his footsteps, just two or three steps, and even then, the false flesh on his body had fallen from the high-intensity activity, revealing the red and white power armor in it.

But the thrower was lifted again, and the ferocity and danger were worth it, and Master Chief's arm ejected like a grenade launcher, and after a sound of breaking through the air, the round device sliced through the sky and exploded after about 0.2 seconds.

Dazzling light erupted, and those titanium added to the EMP bomb to hinder the enemy's pilot's means, while also telling his own fighters that the enemy's equipment had failed, just these 0.2 seconds made the projectile fly dozens of meters in the sky, barely affecting it too much.

The religious personnel, the members of the Sorority, watched the glitter in the sky from inside the car, seemingly unconcerned about the Master Chief's state, and as he put the padded muscles back to the outside of his bare armor with great speed, the second lieutenant's communicator sounded.

"Mission, done......" he sounded in dire shape, gasping for air and hoarse like a tattered accordion.

"What's wrong with you, non-commissioned officer!" The second lieutenant asked worriedly.

"Resonance, what's inside, my body sends out psionic energy to advance and speed up my movements, and then something inside erupts with strong psionic energy fluctuations, and I can see what's inside almost through the metal."

His mind recalled, it was pitch black, white, as white as bones, delicately cast into intricate statues, many arms, grotesque, sitting in the air, ......

A monster-like human female! With the spirit bones of the Aida Spirits, those spirit energy conductors are also spirit technology that are also spiritual energy mediums, they are not only powerful building materials, they have a strength comparable to pure gold, and they are also spiritual energy mediums, but they are only objects themselves, and the spiritual energy fountain of this sculpture is a name that we cannot touch in the Supreme Heaven.

He calmly analyzed, but his mind was a mess, the subspace evil god, was interfering with his thoughts, although it was only a glimpse, but he was more angry than being controlled, fearful, and worried.

This order is transporting the taboos of the Empire, more terrifying than any heretical book, and if this sculpture is transported to the Tantric Order, the psionics can listen directly to the whispers of this evil god at their location, and the countless taboos, madness, will tear the empire to pieces.

"Non-commissioned officer! Continue the quest, no matter what's inside, and remember, destroy Bandertar, destroy the Purple Hand! The second lieutenant emphasized, and the master chief also replied.

"Brother, I don't have a problem, but I was surprised by those evils, the emperor's thoughts are as solid as steel and gold, and the acquired psionic energy allows me to resist those madness, and now I am extremely glad that I am here, not any fighting brother or psionic person, otherwise the tragedy will not be able to be stopped."

"This is a miracle of the Emperor's gift, I have seen it, and I understand that everything we have done during this time has been valuable, this is a great chessboard, we can move forward as pawns, and extend the life of the empire for thousands of years."

His words contain countless emotions without fluctuation, such as prayers and prayers for experiences that do not belong to him, but this state is the best, emotions are the root of spiritual energy, and after the soul is connected by the subspace, the more ruthless the person can get out of control.

This is extremely difficult for a benevolent demigod, but he is so gifted, because benevolence and determination will always be his background, helping him to tide over difficulties, and people without emotions will not be controlled by subspace, but it is also impossible to do their best for the empire.

The great warrior put his equipment in order, and the second lieutenant gave the order.

"All pay attention, the next civilians who approach the car crew, regardless of men, women and children, regardless of dignitaries, regardless of status, all shoot and kill, and at the same time, the correspondents of each company start to broadcast, announcing to all the reasonable people here that those who approach will be killed."

His words are cold and ruthless, but in this cruel universe, even children can become terrible weapons that almost wiped them out, this era has nothing to do with grades, identity, as long as you are still alive, you will be used as a prop by those boundless black evils, and now, only the emperor's icy light can guide people to stagger forward in the cold winter darkness.

Cold, this world is extremely cold, not the temperature, because the stars must be conscientious, and malice, it is those who crawl out of the supreme heaven, that is, the subspace, and the malice is almost suffocating.

The Imperial Guard carried those things forward, they were clothed in the mercy and will of the Emperor, but also with his cruelty and ruthlessness, and on the following trips, the convoy met the locals several times, and someone reached out to ask for food, she was desperate, hungry, and weak, and she did not leave only because she did not have the strength to move her body.

But so what, what about the weak, and how does it compare to the Empire's elite 30,000 divisions and an alien artifact? However, a projectile of an automatic gun ended her poor life at a distance, and the depressed and shriveled body instantly cracked, like a rag scattered on the ground, into a puddle.

Some people want to die, because suicide is difficult, and death requires even more luck, and in the industrial area, there is no shortage of people who have heard that their relatives at home have died crazy because of the attack of the Chaodu gang, or have been starved to death, or by gene stealers, mobile aliens, and even involved in several conspiracies.

Although the probability is not high, it is impossible not to have it, and there are also people who are tortured by the work day and night to the point that they cannot bear it, and the factory will not let them die, because they are valuable and can still work, then the Imperial Guard will become a death sentence.

Think of what could be more refreshing than a bullet, a strafing shot, embedded in one's heart and brain, the one who breaks down and cries drags his pace, ignores the warning, spreads his arms wide, and is shot in the head by a sniper, counted as an emperor, and the empire gives him one of the few real mercys, that is, to grant him a painless death.

The hell of Chaodu is the state of life, that is, the scenery of human civilization condensed itself all together, not only people are born noble and high, but also people have a complete life, satisfied and rich, and there are also ordinary and indifferent lives.

More, pain, oppression, despair, accidents, deaths, entrenched in this dark and dry place, they do not deserve to be saved, they do not need to be saved, they are already hopeless when they are born into an ordinary and even broken family.

After the sniper shot and killed dozens of ordinary people or hired by the enemy, numbness crept into the hearts of the Imperial Guard soldiers early, the Skadis did not kill innocents indiscriminately, and the guilt was like maggots attached to the bones, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Wherever they went, they were more of a savior, whether it was the grateful faces of the locals or the submissions of the pdfs, only they forgot that the Imperial Guard saw more often than not, the world was a lifeless hell slaughtered by heretics and aliens.

Their achievements are more due to the emperor's blessing, to have a man of great power and willpower to rule, and yes, the existence of Alan Baier has greatly reduced the efficiency of the empire's fat operation, allowing many miracles to occur.

Although it was only something that could be done by scheduling half a month in advance, setting off and detecting quickly, but for the huge and corrupt empire, as well as all kinds of malicious interference in subspace, those things were extremely difficult, so far, the expedition made by Alan Baier has become a real miracle.

After the hellish time spent being the executioner, the Imperial Guard finally reached the industrial elevator, and the convoy stopped in front of the complex and demanding sentry posts, which should be safe, but not safe.

The second lieutenant saw the hypothetical multiple heavy lasers and missiles enough to destroy vehicles in the heavily guarded forts, and even if the PDF was not well trained, a surprise attack in such a situation would not make the situation too optimistic.

As the guards amplified their voices with grids, they shouted. "Please stop the vehicle in front and be checked!"

The Imperial Guard stopped, their goods, that is, those weapons and equipment had been poorly modified, at first glance they were just ordinary reserve weapons, as long as the investigation was not too careful, the enemy did not have experts like the Casting Sage, those things were just normal mercenary weapons.

The second lieutenant was not worried, but out of expectation, the vehicle carrying the sorority members was radioed out of the crew, and after receiving a reply from the commander, the vehicle was activated, only for the Master Chief of the Destroying Eagle to speak suddenly.

"Don't agree, I feel psionic powers, those religious people have psychic powers!"

"Mind control!" The second lieutenant immediately realized that something was wrong, and he ordered. "Katachan Guards, take control of the car!"

Several heavy Chimera armored vehicles jammed around the sedan, and many Katachan soldiers with deflagration weapons stepped out of their vehicles and took control of the men.

Inside the group at this moment, the old woman's eyes glowed an eerie purple color, she gasped, and then waved her arms to the Katakhams. "Break the siege!"

The forest warriors clutched their heads and slowly retreated, only to be seen as a giant "Oglien" leaped up from the platform of the wagon, his eyes glowing with bright golden light, and shouted. "Disaster has struck!"

At this moment, the master chief was not wearing a helmet, but his voice was surprisingly loud, and a huge spiritual energy was vented, and after a slight "touch", the old woman's head cracked like an overripe watermelon falling to the ground.

This is the think tank taught by the Empire's greatest psyker, who has complete control over their own psionic catharsis, and those who are controlled also stand up with their heads covered, and they are overwhelmed by the sudden change, as well as the pdf on the watchtower.

The second lieutenant immediately ordered. "Attack, shoot, empty the platform, the Destruction Eagle takes off, take over the high ground, and the Katachans bind the remaining sorority!"

As soon as the words fell, the giant truck suddenly sprinted forward restlessly, trying to squeeze a few Chimera armored vehicles to the death, but its driver far underestimated the weight of the crew, and really thought that those things were civilian vehicles.

After three bangs, the Master Chief of Katachan released the trigger, and the explosive shotgun smashed the cab of the truck, stopping the madness of its driver, and the sniper squad led by the Leterin Kid continued to attack, and the bullets were missed, like the scythe of death harvesting the lives of the enemy on the high platform.

The bastions of adamantite could not protect the fragile vitality of the pdfs, and the Imperial Guard's special operations units kept their weapons close to them to ensure that they could regain their combat effectiveness anytime and anywhere.

However, the second lieutenant was still dissatisfied, after all, the operation was seamless, and he pondered what the problem was, while watching the Imperial Guard soldiers control the area, the Doom Eagle flying up to the high platform, clearing the enemy with chainsaw swords and explosive pistols, and it was also very interesting to see how agile the big "Ogli" looked.

Until he saw the fake muscles that fell from the Space Marine's body, and the sense of incongruity that comes from the extremely sensitive movements.

It was the reluctance of the master chief that made them aware that those people were very sensitive, like frightened rabbits, but although there were changes, but on the whole, the effect of the surprise attack was achieved, and the second lieutenant turned on the communicator and spoke to those Astartes.

"This is the Imperial Guard Commander, Brother Astarte, do you control the transmitter?"

"Roger, it's been controlled, we're starting the elevator, and the enemy was killed before they had time to raise the alarm!"

The lieutenant's giant elevator connecting "heaven and earth" slowly opened, and Katachan hung the massive platform of heretical equipment on the back seat of the Star Marine's Rand Marauders, and announced at the same time. "Upper Nest Invasion War, Begin, Goal, Kill Enemy Lord, Betrayal Bandtar!"

(End of chapter)