Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 96 Poor People
A hot bomb shot into the crowd, and the bomb exploded after hitting the human body. The scorching flames were evaporated by the chaotic and corrupted human tissue.

In an instant, the blood mist and human flesh and blood were filled. On the metal floor at the joint, those who were directly hit by the explosive bomb were lucky. They ended their pain in an instant and turned into pieces of steaming blood. fog.

But other people were not so lucky. Fragments from the explosive bombs flew randomly in the crowd, and some lucky ones were hit by the fragments in fatal positions, and received the greatest mercy of this desperate universe.

The rest of the people looked at the human tissue and steaming blood all over the floor. They didn't know what happened. They didn't understand why a shot came out of the docking hatch where the rescue team was supposed to come out. Send terrible bombs.

The injured people clutched their wounds and wailed, the bony mother hugged herself, the child hit by the fragments, the distorted body cried helplessly, pleading constantly, the one they had seen in the subspace Great existence, save their poor child.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of magnetic boots stepping on the steel floor came from the docking hatch, and Wang Xiaofa entered the "Starry Sky" with the first group of fifty traversers.

"I'm entering, prepare the flamethrower, kill them with explosive bombs first, and then incinerate the corpses, do it quickly, don't hesitate, don't leave any one behind, they've all been corrupted."

Wang Xiaofa looked at the howling and crying people in front of him, and emphasized to the traversers again.

This is not the first time that Wang Xiaofa has emphasized to the traversers that when they attacked the cruiser, the traversers knew their mission this time, and cleared all the crew members of this battleship, and none of them could be left behind.

But what makes the travelers feel uncomfortable is that what they need to clean up this time is neither chaos cultists nor gene stealers, but a group of poor citizens of the human federation corrupted by chaos after the "golden age" wandered in the subspace .

These people have been wandering in the subspace for 50 years. If it were not for the wandering caused by the subspace storm, maybe they would have arrived at the right place at the normal time, and they would have lived their lives proudly as human beings in the most glorious era of mankind. life.

"learn."

The traversers also saw everything in front of them, and replied firmly to Wang Xiaofa.

The traversers quickly entered the interior of the ship, and the automatic locking devices in their helmets projected the faces of corrupted humans on their retinas.

The traversers pulled the triggers of their bolt guns, sending the Emperor's gift to these poor people with hot bolts.

"May the Emperor purify your poor souls."

The traversers looked at the people who died under the bolt gun one by one, and they kept saying that they hoped that these poor people could be purified by the emperor after death.

They don't believe in chaos. They say they believe in a certain god, but it's just the influence of chaos on them. They always insist that they are citizens of the human federation. The pride in their hearts and the pride of being human prevent them from truly Believe in the gods.

Of course, this is not all. Some people with relatively weak willpower still regard the entity they saw in the subspace as a god, but it is impossible for them to believe in him, because they also have the pride of being human.

In their hearts, they thought that the entity might be some kind of unknown creature similar to a god, and when they first saw that entity, the scientists on board even wanted the guards to catch him and conduct research.

This is the human beings in the "Golden Age". They are powerful and proud, proud and arrogant. They have incomparable aggressiveness. They advocate technology and think that everything in the stars will be conquered by humans.

But these alone are far from enough to fight against the mighty power of the Supreme Heaven. Even if they have the powerful genes of human beings in the "golden age", every day, every hour, every minute for 50 years, subspace The evil forces are constantly eroding their spirit and body.

They will unconsciously shout that they believe in a god that does not exist in human mythology, and they will suddenly crazily engrave strange symbols on themselves with sharp weapons.

They have always stubbornly believed that they just stayed in the subspace for too long and suffered from some unknown mental illness, and the doctors and medical AI on board also thought so.

As the food on board slowly ran out, their situation became more and more serious until No. 40.

The first baby on board was born, and although his birth was an accident, he still gave people a little hope, a hope of being alive.

Even though they could only survive on the corpses of their companions, this newborn gave them hope. They looked at the baby whose body was twisted by the warp, hoping that he would survive until they came out of the warp.

These children can wait for the rescue of the Human Federation. With this hope, they have brought these children to live until now. They always think that they will go out of the subspace and return to the Human Federation.

They hope to return to the Human Federation to heal themselves and their children's mental and physical diseases. Relying on the corpses of the dead crew members, they have finally come out of the subspace. The 10 people who were going to the new colony when they set sail are now More than 2000 people remained.

They sent a distress signal with full expectation, looking forward to the rescue of the Human Federation, but what greeted them was not the powerful and bright Human Federation, but the devastated Human Empire after thousands of years of suffering.

"Why?! Why?!" Darcy Oak looked at the crew members who were beaten into blood mist by the bombs, and grabbed his hair like withered weeds with both hands. Now pain and despair filled his heart, and he tore his heart. Roaring lung-cracking.

He didn't understand why these heavily armed soldiers would enter his battleship and start a killing spree when he was just asking for food and medical assistance from Captain Wang Ming.

He yelled heart-piercingly, but none of the traversers answered. The traversers were still facing each other, and the fleeing crowd fired explosive bombs. No one paid any attention to this desperate man.

Darcy Oak looked at the traversers who kept shooting and yelled at them frantically, asking why the traversers wanted to kill them.

As his emotions became more and more agitated, his body began to change. Weird claws and flesh and blood tissue rapidly grew out of his body, and the light of strange spiritual energy slowly appeared around him.

In Darcy Oak's brain now, a "sacred" voice is constantly instigating him to save his crew and kill those damned soldiers.

(End of this chapter)