Chapter 13: First Company

Domian had never thought that he would believe in the Emperor so devoutly today. A poor man who was hit hard would grab anything he could grab when he fell into the water. The devout belief in the Emperor was the life-saving straw that he firmly grasped when he fell into the water.

When Domian was ready to die, he heard a huge wailing mixed with echoes coming from the car room in front. When the sound was heard, the trembling Domian did not see the superhuman black-armored monster coming to ask for his name, but their temporary leader Lin Fan came out with the black-armored warrior's helmet full of holes, his body stained with strange black blood.

When asked how Lin Fan defeated such a powerful monster, Lin Fan simply took out the wooden statue of the emperor hanging around his neck and said silently: "At the most critical moment, the great God Emperor blessed me."

After arranging the bodies of his comrades, Lin Fan silently bowed to these brave and kind guys to express his condolences. Domian, who was standing next to him, probably thought it was a ritual of believing in the God Emperor, and bowed in the same way.

The two survivors went to the front compartment to see Diliya's situation. After the hatch was opened, Diliya's screams pierced through the ears of the two people.

"Yeah!!!!"

"What the hell are you screaming about!" Lin Fan's voice calmed down the screaming Diliya.

Diliya looked back at who had entered the cabin, and smiled shyly with some fear and relief, "I thought they were on the bus and you were all dead. The sound of fighting and wailing was so loud that it scared me."

Lin Fan looked at the young priest who was a little neurasthenic, and felt some concern in his heart. He touched her head and comforted her: "Okay, okay, we have dealt with those guys. We will solve this and everyone will be fine."

Diliya felt Lin Fan's touch. It stands to reason that such a rude act would definitely make her angry, but why are these mortal hands so warm and sacred? Diliya felt Lin Fan's hand seriously and lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

If Lin Fan still remembered the conversation with the Emperor at this time, he should realize that his body was shielded by the Emperor's power at all times, in order to prevent Lin Fan, the loud speaker, from calling the demons and various hungry monsters in the subspace all the time. But this also affected those mortals who believed in the Emperor. When they came into contact with Lin Fan, they would feel the Emperor's sacred breath. Although the Emperor's breath was cold, it became warm and sacred after being slightly tempered by Lin Fan's special physique. For those believers, it was a more effective temptation than Sha Lishi.

Although Diliya believed in the God of All Machines, in the propaganda within the Mechanicus, the Emperor was the best proof that the God of All Machines walked in the world, especially after the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne after being seriously injured. This belief became more pious and rampant. After all, before sitting on the throne, the Emperor had no machinery on his body. After sitting on the throne, it was good. Basically, there was no place on his body that was not connected to cables and instruments. How could those Mechanicus members who regarded machines as their lives not be excited?

Today, Diliya was deeply infected by the harmonious breath of Lin Fan. This reminded her of the time when she was hit by the subspace energy, and the plug-in in her brain was damaged, and all kinds of waste codes flowed madly to pollute her spirit. At that time, Diliya felt that she was going to die, and she died in vain without serving the God of All Machines.

This unwillingness made Diliya very painful, even more than the pain of being eroded by the waste code.

But with the slight touch of Lin Fan's hands, the waste code mixed with the power of the subspace disappeared in an instant, and the sacred warm breath that she had never experienced gently embraced Diliya's whole body, making her feel the modules and plug-ins installed in her brain cheering and jumping for joy that she had never experienced before.

Is he also a form of the God of All Machines walking in the world? If it is true, then I am really lucky! I really want to show the God of All Machines the smooth gears on my body! But what if it is fake? That breath is really comfortable, I really want him to continue touching it.

Diliya was too young and too inexperienced, and she also lacked the corresponding learning around her teacher, which led to her thinking still retaining a lot of human parts rather than mechanical parts. If it was an old Mechanic priest who was touched by Lin Fan in this way, all the instruments in his body would run efficiently and continuously send holy codes to show his infinite worship and piety to the incarnation of the God of All Machines. Of course, it is possible that she would also want to show Lin Fan her smooth and shiny gears, and record all of this rare and precious scene without dead ends, and encrypt hundreds of copies in her memory module.

Lin Fan felt that Diliya seemed to have regained her calm, and took a deep breath, slumped in the car seat, and recovered his spirit.

To be honest, I didn't feel much pain and tiredness, but the huge psychological pressure caused by the real sense of oppression was real. The pressure of watching people die, the pressure of being hunted down, and the pressure of facing the blasphemy of Superman, this combined pressure made Lin Fan feel deeply mentally fatigued.

This reminded him of the Space Marines. Even though they had become extremely resistant to scenes of killing after being transformed, the long career of battle would still have more or less impact on these superhumans and eventually disrupt their will.

Lin Fan didn't know if he would need psychological treatment one day, but at least it was most important to solve the problems on this planet first. Such a beautiful and peaceful planet should not fall into eternal despair like other places in this dark universe. He hoped that this tragedy that ruthlessly shattered the beauty on Lin Fan's face would not happen again.

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"Be the first to worry about the world, and then be happy about the world." Lin Fan silently recited the ancient Chinese text he was familiar with, thinking about his future.

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"Damn it." The first company commander Morris Yukagel evacuated from the capital of the Cammarkland Agricultural World, Ketun, with the only 200 soldiers left around him.

This city is crazy. It is obvious that those formerly honest and simple imperial residents have become crazy and barbaric, fearless and mindless, rushing towards the station of the first company of the empire. The first company, which has not figured out what happened, did not even shoot in the first time, but shouted loudly to ask the residents who rushed over what they wanted to do.

Finally, the political commissar, who had always been disliked by the guards, fired the first shot, accurately killing a resident who was rushing over with a laser pistol, and made a cruel decision that these were all traitors. Although from the perspective of the company commander Yukagel, this was the most correct decision he had made since he met this cold-faced political commissar, otherwise he would not even be able to lead more than 200 people to evacuate.

Under the majesty of the political commissar and the pressure of the residents rushing over from a distance, the soldiers of the first company aimed at the running guys and fired rounds of volleys until there was no one standing and talking in the open space in front of their base. Many soldiers felt sorry for the blood in front of them, which was understandable. After all, they were all guys recruited from this planet, with little combat experience and no fighting will, and they only relied on a kind of stupidity to achieve the best training level in the whole regiment.

Just as the political commissar led a team of people to check the situation, unfortunately, or as it should be, this always cold and loyal political commissar was shot in the head by the homemade automatic weapon of the planetary defense army, and the good guys who went out to check did not survive.

Then the company's base composed of various cellars was attacked by the rebellious planetary defense army from all directions. Their helmets were painted with unknown multi-pointed stars with unknown colors of paint. Yukagel looked at that color like dried blood. The company tried its best and took out the heavy laser cannon and heavy bomb machine gun at the bottom of the box to barely block the attack of the planetary defense army.

The style of the Chaos Rebels in normal situations

It must be said that these unprepossessing armors have quite good defense against the automatic weapons of the defense army. Most soldiers were hit from a distance and only had a small hole in their bulletproof armor.

"Damn it!" Yukagel cursed again. They could have relied on the fortifications to defend for several days, and even if the rebels did not have heavy weapons, they could have defended for several months.

If the disturbing black armored giant had not appeared.

The giant launched an attack from the place where the rebels fired the least, and instantly killed the first company soldiers defending that line of defense with his precise shooting skills, and rushed to the front of everyone at his incredible speed that was unimaginable and difficult for the naked eye to reach. Yukagel swore that if he had not spent a lot of money to install a sophisticated artificial eye for himself, he might not know what happened.

The giant strolled leisurely under the siege of the soldiers, looking for cover to avoid the rain of bullets as if instinctively, and could achieve accurate and cold long-range killing in high-speed transfers. Almost every time the terrifying huge gunshot sounded, one or more soldiers would be blown into pieces of meat with their armor. Soon the soldiers' defense line collapsed, and they turned their backs to the black-armored giant and ran in all directions, trying to find a safe place.

But where is the safe place? Either they were killed by the black-armored giants or by the rebels outside the door.

Witnessing everything, Yukagel quickly gathered more than 300 soldiers from his command center and retreated into the cellar network they built. He quickly placed explosives and destroyed many passages. Unfortunately, many people died in the hands of the black-armored giants in this operation. But fortunately, the tunnel was very narrow and the black-armored giant could not enter the operation. He could only vent his anger at Yukagel and his group with his terrifying guns.

In the end, only we were left. Yukagel looked at the first company soldiers in front of him who were covered in mud and had low morale, and didn't know what to do next.