Warhammer 40 A New Hope

On the street, only a handful of people stopped to listen to the monotonous speech on the screen, while more people were doing their own things.

Maybe some people believe what the spokesperson said, but more people only care about their own lives and don’t care much about whether the elders are good or bad.

I don't know the details of the situation, and I don't have the courage to join the resistance army and risk my life to find out the truth or join them in resisting the rule of the elders.

So let it be, I'm just living my life like this, it's not against the law, right?

"Humph, the Dark Ages..." A member of the resistance army hiding in the crowd laughed, watching the human spokesman's endless chatter not far away. "If it really comes to the last moment, will the 'friendly elders' you mentioned really leave you behind?"

"A bunch of stupid lackeys!"

After saying that, he walked silently towards an alley and finally walked into a door.

"We have already figured out the general map of the city and the details of each place. Tomorrow, 'Bald Wu Ke' will help us raid and cut off the city's external communications, and control a large number of human high-level lackeys who are loyal to the aliens."

"At the same time, our new allies will also send reinforcements to help us occupy and control several important targets, including the psychic network transmission device."

"However, the premise is that our initial raid plan can be successful, and at least a safe landing area can be cleared for the new allies."

"If our action fails, it will have a negative impact on subsequent attacks."

After saying that, several people in the room looked at the laser weapons and several magnetic weapons that had been delivered not long ago and were placed aside.

"There are only about a dozen slightly advanced weapons, and live ammunition can barely equip all members. There is only one anti-armor weapon, and there are only a few rounds of ammunition..."

"Some of the non-staff members who supported us could only use iron rods and torches as weapons."

"Can't XCOM and our new allies give us more support..."

"Even if you can give us enough things, you still have to consider whether you can send them in. You know the extent of the martial law outside."

The plan required them to occupy and destroy the city's communications before officially launching the attack on the city, but in fact this step was quite difficult to implement.

There were less than a hundred people who successfully sneaked into the city and hid near the target, and their weapons and equipment were completely insufficient.

Although the new allies would send people to support them shortly after they launched the raid, as they said, they were now having difficulty even clearing a safe landing site for their allies.

If they cannot provide a safe landing environment for the arriving allies, it is very likely that that batch of support will be unable to land or even be shot down by the enemy in the air.

"This is a rare opportunity for us. If we miss this chance, we don't know when the next one will come." A member of the resistance army said. "And we don't know if there will be a next time..."

Then, the whole room fell silent.

"For the Earth and the future of mankind..."

～～～～～～ The next day～～～～～～

Morning, City Center of City A - Municipal Building

Some people became human lackeys of the elders for the sake of living or other reasons, but there were also some people who, even if they were in high positions among aliens, still supported the fight of XCOM and the resistance.

What made him most famous was his shiny head, so the rebels called him "Bald Wu Ke".

It seems that alien technology can’t cure baldness... The elders don’t seem to have any hair either...

A truck with food images printed on it stopped at the entrance of the building, and several mutants guarding the gate stepped forward to check their IDs.

The portrait on the certificate matched the appearance of the driver, and instrument detection also confirmed that the certificate was genuine and not forged.

After walking around the vehicle, the mutant soldier inspecting it gestured to open the door and let the vehicle in.

The gate opened, and the truck slowly drove in and parked in the corner of the underground parking lot.

The driver opened the door and got out of the car, taking off his shirt and opening the cargo door.

Several rebels armed with guns and wearing bulletproof vests came down, and one of them handed a magnetic pistol to the driver.

"Reporting, Team A has entered. What's your status?"

In a utility room in the building, a man dressed as a cleaner took out a communicator and a rifle from the cleaning cabinet.

"This is Team B, we have successfully infiltrated."

"Team C has arrived at the designated location. The meeting is being held. The number of enemies is within expectations."

"It's time to move."

. . . . . .

In the conference room of the Municipal Building, a meeting on city management and the search and arrest of the rebels was being held.

The human bodyguard in a suit and sunglasses stood behind the bald Wu Ke, looking at the several people in front of him who were discussing or arguing.

The recent series of measures such as martial law and curfew by the elders have caused this group of people to suffer considerable losses, and during this period the elders have demanded that more and more resources be handed over.

Coupled with the attacks and destruction carried out by the rebels everywhere, they have been in a panic recently.

They now urgently need to stop the losses while capturing possible rebel members in the city and surrounding areas in order to quell the chaos.

At this moment, the bald Wu Ke looked at a bodyguard beside him and nodded slightly, and the bodyguard also nodded in response.

"Everyone." Bald Wu Ke interrupted the quarrel. "I have important news."

After hearing his words, the people who were originally discussing and arguing suddenly quieted down and looked at him.

"It has been almost 20 to 30 years since the elders arrived and took control of the entire Earth and humanity," he said. "We have all made our own choices."

"Do you miss it? Or do you regret it?"

"Haha~ Are you kidding?" One of them laughed out loud at his words. "If it weren't for the elders, we could have developed so quickly? How could we have achieved our current status and wealth?"

"The elders have helped us a lot 'selflessly'."

Immediately, others followed suit.

"Nostalgia? What do you miss? The past?"

"Why should we regret? Isn't life good now?"

"Are you confused? You're saying this now? Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

He showed no remorse, no remembrance, and never mentioned a word about the evil deeds that the elders had done in the past or were doing in secret.

"I understand." Bald Wu Ke said, completely giving up on his former or current colleagues. "I have news about the resistance."

"where?"

Speaking of the rebels, everyone became interested again. After all, the elders said that capturing or wiping out the rebels would allow them to move to the next level.

In their eyes, those fools who resist the rule of the elders are their stepping stones for promotion and salary increase!

"Right..." He looked around at the people who were like greedy wolves and slowed down his speech, "Here."

Boom!

Tear it apart!

Wooah!

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, sharp blades piercing flesh and the unique wailing of mutant soldiers, two mutant soldiers guarding outside fell in.

At the same time, the two bodyguards standing behind Bald Wu Ke also drew their weapons and killed the other two enemies in the meeting room.

"What do you want to do?! This is the city center, and soon..."

squeak--!

The green energy beam hit the speaker directly on the forehead, burning the entire upper part of his head.

"I gave you a chance." Bald Wu Ke, holding a plasma pistol, said to his colleagues who were as silent as a cicada. "It's okay for those who don't know the inside story, but you..."

"You know what the elders are doing, right?"

"But you choose to ignore it, as long as the butcher knife doesn't fall on your head."

boom!

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

At this moment, explosions and gunshots were heard from all over the building, and several flashes of fire appeared on the street.

The sudden attack caught the surrounding defensive forces off guard, and for a moment the police were inferior to them and suppressed the resistance members.

In the conference room, bald Wu Ke kicked over the body whose head he had shot, and asked the resistance soldiers around him to gather the remaining people and rush to the control room.

"What exactly do you want to do?!"

"You have been controlled by the elders for so long that you have forgotten what they once did." He looked at his former colleagues and said, "Some of you even want to give up your identity as a human being."

"What do I want to do?"

"What I want is to regain the future that belongs to mankind!"

30. Joint Campaign (I)

Biubiubiu!

Squeak--whoosh!

boom! boom! boom!

The sounds of gunfire and explosions from various guns resounded throughout the building, and the scene was once very chaotic.

Pushing and frowning, the resistance fighters around Bald Wu Ke brought a group of human lackeys who surrendered to the aliens into the communication control room.

Then, 'Bald Wu Ke' took out his own magnetic card with identity authentication and inserted it.

drop

"We need two more," said the bald Wu Ke. "Three people's identity verification is required to adjust or shut down the main communication device."

Then, he and the resistance fighters looked at the controlled human leaders.

"You will not succeed. The Great Elder will soon..."

squeak--!

Another person who couldn't see clearly was shot dead, with half of his head burned.

"To achieve my goal, I don't mind using some 'inhumane' means." Bald Wu Ke said. "Two of you, please take out your magnetic cards and insert them in your own hands."

"I'm only going to say it once."

Like frightened quails, two people came out and inserted their magnetic cards with identity authentication function into the console with trembling hands.

Afterwards, they were pushed to the back, and Bald Wu Ke went to the console and pressed the [Inspection/Close] button.

"The external communications here have been temporarily interrupted." He said. "Now the only way for those aliens to communicate is through their internal psychic network."

"What to do with these people?"

Bald Wu Ke looked at those people and was silent for a while.

"Find a place to lock them up," he said. "We need to hold this place until reinforcements arrive."

"It's an honor to fight with you, my fellow countrymen."

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Mid-level open-air terrace

squeak--!

A red laser beam knocked down a mutant captain. A member of the resistance army holding a long sword rushed to a heavy MEC, stabbed the long sword in his hand into the gap created by it, and overturned it with all his strength. Then he drew the shotgun on his back and aimed at it to empty the magazine.

"How many survived?!" After the last enemy nearby was eliminated, a member of the resistance army leaned against the wall tiredly and shouted. "Squeak if you are still alive!"

"Oh my! This big robot is so tough!" the man lying in front of the destroyed robot recovered.

"I'm still alive, where's Nifu?" asked the rebel leaning against the wall.

"He died. He fell down the building while holding a mutant guard." Another person replied. "You know, that thing is incredibly hard even if it's a normal type."

"He always works so hard, he deserves to die early."

"That guy here doesn't fight hard."

After a short rest, a rebel stood up.

"There are only four of us left..." he said. "Where's the communicator?"

"It's here. The fat guy kept that thing behind him before he died."

Then two rebels carried out a person-high device from behind a door.

This is a communicator from the Warhammer 40K world given to them by Zhang Yi and others. It is often used by Astra Militarum or Space Marines.