Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 241 233. Fighting, being prayed, stop shouting!
The cramped cab was stuffy, and the rubber protective clothing gave off a disgusting smell under the sweat.

The sound of the crawlers advancing echoed in the long and narrow corridor, and there was a rattling sound from time to time. Which alien skeleton had the ghost dog run over again?
[Keep moving forward, four enemy elite units ahead. 】

[Firing direction 100, high concentration filling. 】

The commander's voice echoed along the metal pipe, she silently felt the texture of the trigger, and searched for prey in the main gun sight.

They are moving forward on the alien ship. This giant ship is being captured by the death guards. The green and thick venom spreads in its capillaries, and the giant is about to usher in its doom.

As a temporary mobile team, they consisted of a ghost dog and seven death guards.

Screaming and gunshots sounded in the distance, and countless groups like them were fighting in other branches, and similar scenes happened all the time.

She heard the reloading sound of the death guard next to the ghost dog, and the clang of the scythe against the wall. In the protective suit like a high-temperature purgatory, hearing was her only extension.

She heard it—the gasping of the hideous alien.

【emission! 】

The dense and lush green instantly filled the entire corridor area, and the narrow terrain doubled the effect of the poisonous mist attack of the ghost dog instantly, and the screams and bone-biting hisses sounded together.

At the moment when the poisonous mist spread, the death guards beside the ghost dog rushed into the poisonous mist instantly, and the first-mover advantage of the terrain would provide them with valuable opportunities to attack.

The poisonous mist will corrode the armor and flesh of the Randan people, and will also blind them for a short time, but this time is very short, only three seconds.

Sparks flickered in the fog, and the Randan shouted something angrily, but they were answered only by silence, and never by the Death Guard.

She silently recited the titles of the Lord of Death and the King of the Underworld, nervously waiting for the commander's next order. The previous combat experience told the ghost dogs that they should not get too close to the Randan people.

Load, aim, fire, fire, fire!

The dark green poisonous mist rolled here, forming a substantial barrier wall.

A sudden roar erupted, a scream seemed to penetrate everything, she screamed hoarsely, weeping blood, her mind suddenly went blank——

Wish. Ming.
The monster burst out of the fog, blood splattered from its stumps, and it struggled indiscriminately trying to climb up to the ghost dog, throwing mucus and tissue pieces up.

The body of the car bumped violently, and it screamed, but the ghost dogs in the car paused as if they were sleepwalking, and no one responded.

A scythe protruded from the fog and cut directly into the flesh and blood of the monster. Before dying, Ran Dan screamed desperately and climbed forward, but he was still dragged into the fog like a dying fish.

The blood traced a desperate trail on the ground.

The screaming continued.

+ Attack!attack! ! !Shooting direction 700! ! ! +
The attacking loader slowly cooled the transport pipeline, the commander was still silent, she was trembling, no no.
+ Attack!emission! !emission! ! ! +
The engine and the driver's roar came together, "Wake up! Wake up!!" The ghost dog retreated suddenly, and the driver wanted to let the vehicle enter the blind spot for shooting.

The loader remained silent, staring straight at her, and her finger on the trigger was as firm as dead wood, unmoved.

No. No. She still couldn't control her body, and the loader leaned over with her upper body, and took her trigger hand——

"In the name of Grim Reaper and Pluto, wake up fucking!!!"

【Pluto】

She was startled.

A nausea suddenly came up, starting from the convulsed stomach, and the suppressed pain and sensation grew along the esophagus. She shook off the loader's hand and pushed him away.

There was a dull impact, and she pulled out the gun decisively, held the loader with one hand, and slammed the loader's head with the handle of the gun with the other hand.

"In the name of Pluto!!! Wake up!!!"

Vocabulary is magical, and she felt that the title changed in her throat, it was like a cry from a distant sea of ​​fog, hazy and distorted.

[People's thoughts determine the direction of their water flow. The water flow can merge into the sea, giving them strength, and the powerful torrent can also change the direction of the nearby water flow. 】

【This is the law of the highest heaven. 】

[But what if the water chooses to leap into the empty void? 】

[Hades blinked, a faint feeling was fleeting, and he quickly forgot about this trivial matter. 】

Thoughts become powerless, but they are no longer confused. If you want to gain consciousness, you have to lose strength. She gritted her teeth, blood flowed from her mouth, and called Hades desperately.

In her almost masochistic attack, the loader passed out, and she tied him with a rope decisively, and then stuffed him into the gaps in the pipes.

Shouting the truth she just discovered, she tapped the pipe with a wrench,

She didn't know why the god of death couldn't respond to their cries, maybe it was because the lord was in charge of the space fighters and couldn't give power to mortals?
But anyway, since Pluto responded to her, she would become his disciple.

"It's Pluto! He can free us from psionic attacks!"

"Ah, you're awake! Otherwise, it will be troublesome. I really can't imagine that the main gunner is also under control."

"Can you still fight?" Commander, the old man's feeble voice came over.

"Okay! RD passed out, but I can fill and cool the transport tubes instead! Wait, it's Pluto! Do you know what I'm talking about?!"

"Stop making noise! ​​How do you think we woke up?!" The driver yelled angrily,
"Oh, I don't think about them, believe in the truth of the empire, ma'am, sir, it's time to continue fighting."

The commander interrupted them just in time, and the two recovered from the ecstasy and trembling that had just escaped mind control, the engine started again, and they moved forward along the corridor again.

The battle was over, and here lay forever a Death Guard, brutally scarred on his helm, life pouring from it.

The captain recovered his equipment and left a beacon signaling for the team to move on.

Afterwards, pharmacists will come to recover the gene seeds.

Moving forward, moving forward, they need to open up landing opportunities for the [following plan].

Even though she will never know what the [following plan] will be, as long as she follows the order, the adults commanded by the death guard will have their own judgment.

Then they encountered several Ran Dan's teams and lost a death guard's life, but they still moved forward under the captain's decision.

They walked along the long and narrow corridor for a long time, so long that she felt as if she was almost walking from one end of the ship to the other.

Finally, the captain stretched out his hand to signal them to stop, and his hoarse voice sounded on the general channel,

[We found it, now we are retreating. 】

[Attention, all interference channels are turned on to the maximum, and now retreat-the sooner the better. 】

The ghost dog at the end of the team began to reverse rapidly, and the driver skillfully made the hound run backwards.

The other death guards also began to retreat, and there were some more dangerous beings lurking in the darkness.

There is an explosion!

The corridor behind the ghost dog was blasted, the ceiling collapsed, and it was directly pressed against the rear end of the car body, and the ghost dog almost jumped up.

There was a toothache creaking sound, and she could feel the front of the car even tilted up.

The alarm sounded, and the huge explosion impact damaged the poison box. The pressure inside was dropping rapidly, and poisonous mist sprayed out from the box hissingly.

Damn it!She shivered and curled up in the cockpit, using all her emergency car repair skills, but the siren was still ringing.

The secondary weapon hanging from the side of the ghost dog has long been out of ammunition, she thought desperately.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and figures of countless alien races emerged in the fog, and they were obviously stronger than those they had experienced before.

Behind the alien army was a figure that could fill an entire corridor.

An evil moan sounded from his ears, and the eardrums were almost torn.

She was chanting Pluto silently, no, they should teach her some prayers, except for helplessly asking for help, she couldn't say anything else to Pluto in her heart.

Hades, if it were you, what would you want us to say?Your disciples need your guidance.

But she didn't feel anything except the powerless collapse, and she desperately observed the battle situation through the eyepiece——

The Death Guard tried to attack, but she could see that their attacks were visibly dulled, and in the presence of the largest monster, they were little more than children's toys, roughly thrown against the wall.

Lord Randan seemed very anxious, he simply cleared out the death guards, threw them against the wall, and then turned away again, leaving only two Randan fighters to make up the knife.

Some space marines were killed instantly, while others struggled to attack, slowing down the Randan warriors' advance - but death was only a matter of time.

"We need to do something!"

She frantically rummaged through the outboard ammunition box, and finally found two melta bombs with sufficient power.

Through experience, she thought that these two melta bombs were enough to kill the two monsters.

She turned her head suddenly, cautiously and tentatively called the driver and commander twice—no response.

The violent explosion just now made them all faint.

She's the only one left now.

No. No, death is not scary, it is important to give meaning to death.

If she believed in the God of Death and Hades, she should not be afraid of death!

She shook her head indiscriminately, shaking off the mist from the goggles, and then she ordered herself to stare at the battlefield. Now only the captain was left confronting the two aliens.

His armor was badly damaged, and his wounds had a sickly sheen exposed to the poisonous mist.

The captain couldn't hold on any longer, and the two soldiers seemed to be teasing him, but they didn't kill him.

Trembling, she switched on the channel, speaking as clearly and quickly as she could.

[My lord, I have two melta bombs here, the dose is enough. 】

[I'm going to your side now, Minggou, can you get close to Ran Dan for two seconds? 】

Two seconds is the minimum time for a melta bomb to detonate.

[Yes, my lord, I can. 】

[Okay, give me a bomb then. 】

Her voice was inadvertently stained with whimpers, but she still held the two bombs firmly, crawled through the pipes in the ghost dog, and carefully opened the hatch, leaving the ghost dog with the help of darkness.

Because she was so small and inconspicuous, the two Randan people didn't notice her, and she crawled carefully among the blasted ceiling fragments, waiting.

According to the technical sergeant who often stayed with them, the average survival time of a ghost dog soldier on the battlefield after leaving the ghost dog tank was 46 minutes.

It seemed that she was going to lower the average time. She dipped her finger in the flowing venom on the ground and wrote [Hades] on the melta bomb.

【I'm coming over. 】

[Okay, my lord. 】

[In the name of Pluto. 】

She read it lightly.

The death guard struggled to deal with Ran Dan's teasing, as if he couldn't stand it, he began to retreat, and the two fools followed without hesitation.

Just when the captain stepped on the wreckage of the ghost dog——

"For Hades! (For Hades!)"

The huge shout was deafening and filled the entire space.

She rushed out, threw one bomb at the captain, another stuck to the chest, jumped over, and pinned her own arm to the monster with the dagger.

She could feel the hot heat of the bomb, opening in her chest—

At the very moment, a huge spark burst out from the other end of the corridor, and the whole ship trembled, enough to make any living creature's eyes darken and the solemnity descend.

Electronically controlled radio waves came along, and the indicator light of the melta bomb flickered and then went out.

Two shots, and the lives of two Ran Dans disappeared.

Consciousness was on the verge of collapse, she struggled to push away the corpse pressing on her body, the wound on her arm festered rapidly in the poisonous mist, at the other end of the dark corridor, a miracle had come.

Among the gunpowder smoke, only a dim silhouette was revealed, but she knew what it was.

Pluto stood there, with a mountain of alien corpses and a sea of ​​blood under his feet.

The gun in his hand was pointing here, and the light after charging had just faded.

The scarlet red light of the left eye pierced the darkness and the mist, staring at them, His followers.

God hears the believer's response.

She passed out.

Hades stood there silently, the voice of the ghost dog just now seemed to still fill the corridor.

The courage to sacrifice is commendable.

But wait, he never taught them to shout these weird things, did he? ? ?
To be honest, I am a little ashamed, although I am moved.

But Hades, who was rushed out by others shouting his name, seemed to know why Mortarion didn't let the death guard shout a battle cry.

This kind of thing, combined with what Alpha said before, if Mortarion didn't trust him, it would be easy to be treated as usurping power, right?
She can't be Ah Fa, can she?
Even if it was prayed by the engine oil guy, Hades knew that it was probably caused by the fragments of the star god, but why did the ghost dogs start?
Apart from teaching them how to drive and fight, Hades doesn't remember doing anything else?
Hades's mind was full of question marks, but the battle was urgent, he had to let the pharmacists come over first, and then rushed to the next battlefield.

To deal with Lord Ran Dan, these creatures with high psionic abilities, ordinary death guards are still too reluctant.

　Hmm... I have been looking for a rhythm. The previous rhythm is indeed slow. I apologize and reflect on it. I may speed up in the future, and of course it may be a little bit more.If you don't like it, I'm very sorry, or if you have any suggestions, just put them here.

　　Next—【Made In Heaven】!!!
　　There are a lot of homework to be done today, and there is no second update.

　　
　
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