Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 356 Danger!

Mrs. Clara was extremely pleased with herself, and her spiritual tentacles extended outwards, transforming into sharp thorns that pierced into the human spirit.

They are incredibly confident that no matter how advanced human technology is or how strong the human body is, the spiritual world is always the most vulnerable.

However, the alien's triumph came to an abrupt end. When its spiritual tentacles entered the silent world, it felt an extreme chill.

The will of the Imperial Guard made Lady Clara tremble; it was as if they had crashed into an unyielding mountain, one that would not change even in the heat death of the universe.

"Disgusting aliens!" A contemptuous voice echoed in her mind, terrifying Lady Kra: "You will never dare to shake the servants of the Lord of Mankind!"

Those cold wills transformed into a giant hand and turned around, launching a counterattack in the mental world, catching the alien off guard.

Lady Clara, who was used to invading other races, never expected to be outmaneuvered in a contest of wills and be invaded by humans.

Some beings within the spire groaned and swallowed their bitter pill.

Another group of Lady Kra's mental spikes were thwarted, failing to even pierce the instinctive defenses, and were then detected by human warriors and thrown out of the mental world.

"Get out of my way!" With a deafening roar, the airdrop pod opened, and the black-armored warrior rushed out, pointing angrily at the spire and issuing the attack command.

The tail of the airdrop capsule pops open directly, the top armor plate opens, and a weapon platform extends from it. Missiles are aimed at the spire and fired in a salvo.

boom! boom! boom!
A violent explosion rang out, and the shockwave visibly spread outwards. The scorching shockwave evaporated the ice crystals on the ground, and the missile destroyed the base of the spire and toppled the tower itself.

The entire hive trembled violently, and the heavy firepower from the airdrop pod continued to pour down, causing Lady Clara, who had once looked down upon all living beings, to fall to the dust.

The six-legged battle iron man emerged from the deep pit, unleashing his full weaponry, and stood alongside the Imperial Guard and the Destroyer.

The combat iron man is about five meters tall, with six strong mechanical feet with tracks embedded on the inside, which can adapt to complex terrain and move quickly.

On the base are humanoid upper limbs covered in adamantite, equipped with multiple mechanical arms, and loaded with phosphate bomb launchers, combat claws, nerve crushers, atomic pulse cannons, gravity generators, vortex cannons, and high-powered shields.

The five-meter-tall Iron Man immediately came to the side of his teammates, forming a three-person team, and together with the other two teams of three, they watched over each other and built a three-person formation.

"Quantum communication established." Multiple monitors on the Iron Man's body flashed data, and a deep, mechanical voice said, "All Iron Man information is shared. I will send critical information; do not miss anything."

The Imperial Guards didn't say much, just nodded silently, their long spears gleaming coldly, their eyes fixed on the collapsed building, full of vigilance and preparedness.

The squad's number is "1". The squad leader is Atum, the company commander of the Legion's First Company. His partner is Dora, a female member of the Imperial Guard, and Iron Man HM-6657.

"Find the aliens." Atum ordered, and several mechanical hounds rushed out of the drop pod, plunged into the darkness, and quickly charged toward the collapsed spire.

“Drone access granted,” HM-6657 swung its combat claws, and the drones circling around it flew forward. “They will eliminate mindless mortals and pave the way for us.”

After saying that, it crouched down, its two pairs of mechanical legs straightened, and its tracks shifted to change its forward posture.

Atum and Dora positioned themselves on either side of Iron Man, establishing a pivotal point around him. After contacting other squads, they followed the path cleared by drones in search of Lady Clara's trail.

The mechanical hounds are agile, more so than flesh-and-blood hounds in collapsed buildings. Their mechanical bodies twist and turn, and their multiple sensors scan precisely to find traces of the aliens.

"Dip~dip~"

The sensors reported that a shadowy figure was crawling in the dark ruins, which was clearly the mission target.

The data was quickly transmitted back, and a projection appeared inside Atum's helmet, allowing him to access the mechanical hound's senses.

At the site of the collapsed spire, something moved swiftly in the darkness. The hound's taste receptors detected the smell of rust, and as it moved, it made a crackling sound, like the chilling sensation of a hammer crushing bones.

However, its shape remains unknown.

Lady Clara suffers from mental interference, making it difficult to discern her physical form even with the most advanced instruments. Her exact appearance remains a mystery.

But the hound pounced, and its appearance attracted the attention of the alien. An indescribable darkness surged forth, intending to destroy human creations.

This was also the result of the mechanical hound's calculations. It crouched slightly, its mechanical legs stabilizing its body, and its shoulders launched a series of projectiles towards the alien.

The projectiles were slow, not fast at all, and the monsters in the shadows dodged them effortlessly.

Bang! ! !
The canister, suspended in mid-air, opened, and the burst of white smoke instantly filled the street. Mrs. Clara let out a sharp yelp, as if she had been tricked. The mechanical hound rolled a few times, darting into the gaps between buildings, its sensors aimed at the smoke, beginning to analyze its changes.

Soon, several hunting dogs arrived, releasing more smoke grenades and hiding on rooftops or street corners. Sensors were turned up to maximum sensitivity to analyze the smoke from multiple angles.

Faced with Mrs. Clara's cognitive interference, Li Tang used the simplest yet most effective method.

By observing how the physical presence disturbs the smoke, a data model is built, and through multiple stitching processes, the shape of Lady Clara is reconstructed.

The battlefield was advancing rapidly, with a large number of hounds active in the hive city and a large number of smoke grenades being deployed. Based on the data transmitted back from the front lines, the fleet's intelligent computing center quickly established a silhouette.

Looking at the recreated alien model, Li Tang suddenly felt enlightened.

Lady Clara is nearly four meters tall, with little variation in size among the individual members. She has violent joints, a sharp exoskeleton, slender limbs on her torso, and carries some kind of firearm.

Its upper limbs have flexible fingers, making it easy to release psionic spells, while its lower limbs have curved, sharp claws like those of an ancient kangaroo, capable of easily disemboweling a person.

Their most distinctive feature is their octopus-like, limp heads with soft mouthparts, resembling the legendary Mind Flayer.

The data was quickly distributed to the strike force. On the projection inside the helmet, Lady Clara was no longer a mosaic of shadows; the model coverage corrected the interference area.

Atum's team was the first to encounter Lady Kra. Instead of fleeing, the alien attacked them.

"Watch out!" The data was faster than the shout. The instant the Iron Man gave the warning, a purple light ripped through the air and struck the Iron Man, causing a violent explosion!
The purple energy mist exploded, the dimensional shield flickered violently, and blue and purple halos intertwined, with brightness increasing sharply!
"Warning! Warning!" HM-6657 activated a global warning; the last shot had depleted a third of the shield's energy!
A cold spark flashed in the Iron Man's thought process; the power of the alien weapon exceeded pre-war expectations.

It's important to know that Nur's Dimensional Shield doesn't work by negation; it's a more advanced form of banishment, similar to the Void Shield.

"The aliens are using psionic weapons, which have strong subspace fluctuations and are extremely powerful!"

HM-6657 unfolded its body, its gravity claws tearing a wall from the building to shield itself and its allies, while a phosphorus bomb was launched in an arc into the alien's hideout.

Prompt, defense, cover, and attack—all executed seamlessly.

Bang-!
The chemical flames immediately exploded, the unique yellow-green color of phosphorescent flames bursting out of the room. Lady Clara, enveloped in a psionic shield, broke through the flames that were powerful enough to melt adamantite.

Based on the prompts, the helmet projection simulated actions, its mouthparts inserting into the gun in its hand, re-energizing the psionic weapon.

"It's fast!" Dora, the Imperial Guard, pulled the trigger beside the bunker, the explosive rounds of the Guard Spears firing, suppressing the alien's loading action.

She noticed that Mrs. Clara was moving incredibly fast, even faster than herself! She was consciously dodging the bullets.

Atum leaped out of the cover, his dimensional spear continuously firing blue beams to disrupt the alien's attack.

"Zhi~~~~"

Lady Krah roared angrily, her body displaying incredible agility as she adjusted her posture to dodge Atum's shots.

It could sense that those azure rays could penetrate the shield and harm the noble body directly.

The four-meter-tall creature lunged at the black-armored warrior before it, intending to eliminate the high-threat target immediately. The aura emanating from this human was extremely suppressive of psionic energy.

Lady Clara was like a gymnast, her body spinning in the air, landing lightly and gracefully, her psychic-powered body performing movements that defied the laws of physics.

As it approached Atum, it raised its arm!
Atum's eyes widened in anger, a chilling sense of crisis washing over him, the source of which was the alien's raised arm.

But... there's nothing there?

For a nanosecond, the scene seemed to freeze, with Mrs. Clara raising her arm as if to chop, but still some distance away from herself.

The sense of crisis is real; there is definitely some kind of invisible weapon between the alien's arm and myself, which is difficult to observe!

His thoughts raced like lightning, and Atum had no time to do anything else. His "self-control" technique kicked in, instantly stopping his forward momentum and slightly turning his left shoulder to the side.

Then came the sensation of coldness cutting through the skin, the muscles being sliced ​​open bit by bit.

(Something to say)

(End of this chapter)