The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

A rope was tied around the waist of the seriously injured shooter, and he was slowly lowered down like moving furniture in a high-rise building. His current physical condition has no way to climb down the ladder of the watchtower.

The effect of the medicine slowly disappeared, and the feeling of dizziness struck again. Being suspended in the air made this feeling multiplied. Even though there was nothing in the stomach, the desire to vomit still made the stomach and throat convulse.

"This time the loss is really big..." Commander Bartholomew.Sir Allenby raised his visor, looked at the tragedy, and said in a distressed tone, "Two heavy crossbows were damaged, and nine elite sentries were killed... Let the messenger go to Fort Morar, so that the personnel and equipment The replenishment should be able to catch up with the next supply truck."

Although the weapons that use gunpowder to launch projectiles have begun to develop, their accuracy, durability and power are not as good as the giant crossbows used for city defense, and the quality is not reassuring, and bombs often happen, so they cannot be used on the front line. Fight the polluters.And these heavy crossbows don't have these problems - the high rate of fire of three rounds per minute, the huge penetration performance and stopping effect are better for dealing with large individuals in the defiler, and no one doesn't like them.

"Let's talk about this later," the adjutant raised the visor of his helmet, "...what should they do?"

"Uh……"

Those three strong warriors in armor were cutting off the monster's head one by one. It was obvious that the monster had died, but they still waved their sharp blades meticulously. It was not for killing the enemy, but more like Carry out some kind of special meaning--ceremony?

Their armor was splattered with filthy blood, and the broadsword in their hand was roaring—commander Bartholomew could see clearly that it was not a sword, but a saw similar to that used by craftsmen, with black teeth on the edge of the sword. Near the body, the armored man pressed the grip on the handle, and the tooth blade spun rapidly.No matter how hard the wood is, no matter how tough the leather is, even steel can be sawed with a saw as long as you have patience, and the weapon used by the armor people is a saw that reciprocates extremely fast.

If you go back and forth thousands of times in one second, of course you will be invincible.

It's no wonder that these monsters who can survive even after being stabbed several times are vulnerable in front of them, not to mention those flesh and blood (even though they are stronger than ordinary animals, they are still flesh and blood), even if they are themselves This set of finely crafted armor on his body may not be able to stop a saw.

Which country and craftsman made this kind of equipment?Is it installed a spring with excellent performance?No, a clockwork can't drive something this exaggerated...

Not to mention that they fell into the battlefield from the sky, the sky is the domain of birds, who can go to the sky?Even the winged tribes of the north cannot fly, and those beautiful white wings are not used for flight at all, but for warmth.

"Look at the skulls and colors, could they be paladins of the church?"

Protestant paladins decorate their armor with red and skull patterns to pay tribute to those who died in the war.The blood of the heroic spirits covers themselves and gives them shelter, while the white skull, which symbolizes human wisdom and purity, means that "the heroic spirits who died in battle are still with their comrades-in-arms. Watch men fight today, and inspire warriors with that ancient wisdom and bravery'.

The decoration of a paladin is determined by what the paladin sees in meditation. Everyone is different, but in general it cannot be separated from this framework.Although the armor and weapons are models that have never been seen before, the three in front of them are completely in line with the 'painting style' of a paladin.

Moreover, according to the rumors, the church seems to have props that allow people to glide in the air for a short time...

"It's possible...but haven't the church's elite troops already marched east?" The adjutant was a little puzzled. If they were really paladins, then he should naturally respect them, but he always felt a little strange in his heart—it was inexplicable Unexplainable sense of disobedience "Why did you come to open up the village?"

The paladins of the church have the best equipment and are a good hand against the defiler xenomorphs. They are like a sharp spear piercing the enemy's territory, laying down the bridgehead, standing firm, and waiting for the follow-up troops to establish a pioneering village and wait for supplies, then move on until the troops themselves are unable to advance.

Because of this fighting habit, they shouldn't appear near this basically stable pioneer village at all.

"Anyway, let's talk and ask..."

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"Cut off all the heads," Oregana ordered, "you can't leave any chances for this kind of monster."

The enemy is something similar to a gastrula. Before, the exaggerated self-healing ability of the gastrula made people feel disgusted. This made Oregana feel like [this monster will not be able to survive without cutting off its head. The feeling of dying], and 76 and Liu Lizi fully agree with this, and they are covered in blood all at once.

The first part of the battle was not bad, the airborne was perfect, and the combat force was suppressed perfectly. Now these aborigines are probably shocked, and the next conversation will be much easier.For the most part, the realization of a show of strength - in a way that they can see, but not against them - can keep the initial communication well under control, after all some dignified, self-important civilizations are easily irritated , Accidentally touched something, and suddenly turned into a grumpy old man who wanted to slap his face... No one wants to see this kind of thing.

Expressing a friendly attitude and rock-like muscles in advance basically prevents people with normal IQs from making trouble.

"They seem to have seen it." 76 threw the severed dog's head aside, saying it was a dog's head, but it was actually a wolf-like head, slightly bigger than a basketball.Just as we have known before, the mutations caused by uncontrolled dark worm factors usually do not appear outside the local ecological circle, and they assemble the parts of the animals together.Like the legendary 'Chimera'. (Not referring to Chimera with overloaded shield face and doomsday)

The legion leader glanced, and indeed saw a blood-stained guy walking towards this side, and immediately said to his teammates:

"Don't be too busy talking—start the high-level mode before you speak, imagine yourself as a warrior who inherits the destiny, and grasp the sense of brilliance, holiness and brilliance gathered in one mind..."

With blood all over his face, he was busy cutting off the head of the corpse on the ground to prevent resurrection, the radiance was charming and holy... yes, very powerful. (nod)

"You are full of blood, wearing a skull decoration and telling me that you are charming and holy?!" 76 almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. "Is there anything more blasphemous than what we have now!"

"Emmm... It only took a month or two to conquer Nyarlathotep, a male high school student from Earth?"

Nyarlathotep, a cancer in the industry, a silver-haired cosmic geek, took only a few dozen days to capture an innocent high school boy, and has extremely polarized evaluations in the industry (evil god) world.One is to appreciate it, while the other is to regard it as [the crumbs of the evil god].

"Please don't compare with that kind of thing whose existence is blasphemy..." Obviously, if the Lord of the Swarm of Tartarus is not in the second category, it is only a matter of degree.

"The next time we go back to report on work, we will pass on your words to her."

"You counted on me, 32!"

Although she regards these two evaluations as compliments. (laugh)

After cutting off the last head, Oregana put the chainsword back on the equipment hanger at her waist, then opened her mask, and swept her gaze over the hoplites who were watching her actions from a distance.

All of them were wounded, but only a few of them fell to the ground and were carried away. The leader, who wore a cloak over his armor, stood out. He raised his mask to reveal the upper half of his face, a pair of weather-beaten blue The colored pupils made no secret of the look of scrutiny and vigilance in them.

This person should be the commander, right?

Oregana thought so, pulled out the consciousness scanner from the equipment rack on the side of her leg, and paid special attention not to mistake it for a grenade pistol—these two things look very similar, if you accidentally blow up the commander's head to death Not good—and strode up to Bartholomew.

When she used this scanner to read the consciousness of a certain village girl to obtain language, the other party struggled so much that the atmosphere at that time was very awkward.

Just make it like what we want to do! Girl next door? !

This commander looks shrewd and calm, no matter how you say it, he won't behave like an ignorant village girl, right?After seeing the opponent's battle with the monster, she thought that this man should have enough courage and tolerance.

But in the eyes of the other party, the performance of this product is like this——

A strong unidentified armed man who just killed monsters all over the ground, holding a weapon that blew up a bunch of monsters during the battle just now, with an extremely cold expression on his face, staring straight at his captain Just came over.

Pay attention to this point: for the convenience of holding, the consciousness scanner has been made... a hand-held type similar to a pistol. It looks... very similar to a grenade pistol, so that people with bad brains may take it wrong in a blink of an eye. Degree.

"Commander, be careful, she's coming towards you!" The adjutant put his hand on the hilt of his sword, stood in front of Bartholomew quietly, and said in a low voice, "Quickly step back, leave this place to us!"

Bartholomew swallowed, and waved his hand to make the adjutant retreat: "No problem, they are not hostile. Put the sword back and don't cause trouble."

"But……"

"If these people want to kill us, they don't have to wait until now, do they?" After leaving these words, the commander strode towards Oregana, took off his helmet and put it under the armpit of his left arm. The right hand smashed hard on the left chest——

"Glory to man! The polluter shall perish!"

All expeditioners and pioneers know what this sentence means. If the red armor and skeleton on the opposite side really express what she thinks, then she must—

"Well?!"

In the next moment, Bartholomew felt a chill on his forehead, the gun was already on his head, and he watched her pull the trigger.Although his own troops were unequipped, as an infantry commander he still knew that pulling the trigger on a musket meant shooting.

This is not right!It shouldn't be like this!How can she do this? !

The commander's heartbeat seemed to stop.The past of life keeps flashing before my eyes like a prayer wheel—wrong judgments hurt me, and everything is gone...

Then the thing was opened from the forehead, and the armored man in front of him finally spoke—it was a clear girlish voice, which matched her face very well, and when she began to speak, the initial cold feeling was like the tide The same is gone.

She looked exactly like the blood-drenched paladin who had just stepped off the battlefield, with a charming and holy radiance shining all over her body.

"It's the first time we've seen someone who is so cooperative like you..." Oregana spit out words of praise, "It seems that the people on this planet are not only full of courage, but also have a high level of intelligence. It's really nice to talk."

"Eh?" Bartholomew felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat. He was ashamed of his body's reaction, but he also began to show dissatisfaction with the paladin's behavior, "It is a matter of course that we have courage, but I still I hope you can give us an explanation for this behavior, and as fighters against polluters, we should respect each other."

How can there be a reason to hold a gun to a person's head first when they meet?Regardless of the danger or not, pointing a gun at the head of a friendly soldier is an extremely unfriendly behavior.If it was another army, they might immediately turn their backs and hit them.The reason why I didn't fight now is because the opponent is a paladin, who is worthy of everyone's respect in the front line, and even if I fight, I may not be able to fight...

"Well, we'll explain it to you right away," Oregana nodded. In her opinion, the commander's words and deeds are really amazing. He deserves to be a man who has been on the battlefield. The same, I couldn't help but look a little higher in my heart, "Oh, it's great to meet someone who can communicate well. But it may take a long time to talk about it. Is there a place to sit?"

"Of course, please follow me."

The two sides seem to have reached a consensus.But from the perspective of 76 and Liu Lizi, every word they said seems to be compatible, but they are definitely not saying the same thing——

"Boss, we think you seem to have misunderstood something..."

"Language is really a magical thing. Even if the words are not the same thing at all, as long as the language is understandable, 'communication' can be achieved."

"I don't think this is a communication at all..."

A group of people walked towards the pioneering village, leaving only a part of the peasants here to clean up the battlefield.

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The soldier canteen in Wedge Ding Village is a building made of wood. It looks a little rough and crude. Its design and workmanship reflect the feeling of "enough is enough". The pioneering village is basically like this, and everyone has no time and energy. Go for some beautiful decorations, keep everything simple and hard-working and plain is the quality that all pioneers should have.

In the cafeteria, there was a large bowl of stew soup in front of everyone, which contained well-cooked vegetables and meat, and it smelled fragrant.It seems that this is the best thing that can be produced here, whether soldiers or officers eat the same thing.

"The situation here has been unstable, and I can't bring out any decent treats," Bartholomew raised the bowl and gestured, "Please bear with me a little longer."

"Thank you for the hospitality, you have done a good enough job." Oregana scooped up a spoonful, blew gently, and put it in her mouth. "It tastes good."

"As long as you are satisfied," Bartholomew nodded. He put down the soup bowl and put his hands on his chest. "Please answer our questions. Excuse me, where are you from? Why are you here?"

"You are the calmest person we have ever met at such a time. It makes us think that you are already very experienced, so we don't need to spend our time beating around the bush and thinking about something."

Oregana grinned, raised her right hand and pointed to the sky: "We came from the far end of the universe to clean up the evil that this world is stained with."

To put it simply, it is an alien friend who helps monsters. Although it is something that can be explained clearly in one sentence, it is a shocking enough thunder for most civilizations.

However, the expected expression did not appear on Bartholomew's face.

"Hey," the infantry captain asked confusedly, "Wait? Aren't you paladins?"

"Hey? What paladin?" The smile on the legion leader's face froze, and quickly turned into a bewilderment within a few seconds.

"…………what?"

"...???"

Both sides stared wide-eyed, the air was so quiet that one could hear clearly a bullet casing dropped on the ground, the atmosphere in the room was suddenly awkward...

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Mo Ming’s wonderful time travel, forget it, even though it’s only one character given the 300 system template, I know how to make it and forget it... No!I don't know the rest of the equipment!And what is my plan to do without a way to quickly improve my strength? ...Ah forget it, get used to it, the world, I am a good person, and I will not do things that are bad for the world, so can I be good?Don't target me, okay?Another point is that it doesn't matter if the template given is a villain, but it is very unbearable to be regarded as a villain when opening a big game!

PS3: Continuous book push ends

Chapter 380 Chapter 346: Idealism, materialism, idealism

Oops... Oops, this is the most embarrassing situation.

The reason why the other side is calm is not because they can be neither humble nor overbearing after seeing the strength of the aliens, but because they treat themselves as allies in their own system!But because of the other party's attitude, I mistakenly thought that a consensus had been reached, but in fact it was completely the opposite!

Thought to reach a consensus, but in fact don't talk about consensus, they don't even say the same thing!

There was a layer of white sweat on Oregana's forehead, she put on the mask without making a sound, and the gauntlet on her wrist made a clicking sound——

"Stop it! Don't try to give the other party physical amnesia and do it all over again!" With a 'dang', 76 grabbed the arm of the legion commander, and put his other hand outside the equipment rack that bounced off, making preparations The threat of drawing a gun.

"76...you've grown up," the legion commander had no choice but to give up after being restrained from moving, and her mask slowly opened, "you can actually know what we're thinking..."

The alien man who couldn't understand Mandarin with a Wuhan accent couldn't understand what the group of heavenly beings were talking about, but he didn't have time to pay attention at all.This guy also froze in place in embarrassment, his adjutant slapped him on the face, looking like he couldn't bear to look directly at him - this was exactly the same as Liu Lizi's reaction on the other side.

A white cat ran past everyone's feet, meowed, and scratched its chin with its middle leg.With a calm expression on its face, it seemed to be saying [Even if you are like this, I can't help it, after all, I'm just a cat], then walked to the wall and huddled up, and yawned sleepily.It seems that no matter where the cat uncle is, he has this virtue.

The two sides were silent for a long time, and the officer of the aborigines finally couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere and spoke first——

"Hello... um... hello," he stammered, "I'm Sir Bartholomew Allenby, Centurion Leader of Wedgenail Village here."