"...We are now under the judgment performed by the Emperor of God himself! His eyes are looking at us, and His almighty hand holds the sickle that reaps our lives. Because of our sins and our weaknesses, we will all be judged! Only truly upright people can survive and continue to serve the Emperor of God! Go to accept death! Go to embrace death! Only death can distinguish the believers!"
Although we must rely on the power of these state religions, Arni could only feel extremely bored when the confessors talked endlessly.
"Sinners! All are sinful, whether they are the traitors below or you! They are all sinful! Only the God Emperor can exempt us from sin, and the God Emperor will never forgive us!"
The confessors then took off their robes and exposed their scarred bodies. From entering the temple of teaching, they were asked to whip each other every day to clear their weaknesses and sins, to remind themselves that they must pass on pain to others and ensure that they are purified and innocent in the eyes of the emperor.
Amid the fanatical shouts of believers, they walked among the crowd holding barbs of whips and even meteor hammers, whipping everyone hard, making them burst into blood.
"Sincere! Sin!"
"Prove your innocence by death!"
"Diet! Accept death! Fear is depravity!"
Just as the missionaries of the state religion were still whipping their believers, the termite boring machine had penetrated the layers of rock layers and reached the underground town deep in the mining area that had always caused headaches for the imperial soldiers.
Obviously, the rebels who were huddling underground would not be unaware of such a big move. They mobilized their strength to return to their nests as soon as possible, trying to drive away or eliminate these invaders.
"Roll!Roll!"
Olanios shouted, and Haschet, beside him, opened the side door of the termite boring machine, and the soldiers unbuttoned the restraint belt ran to the exit in a mess, while the explosions and gunshots outside were clearly audible, as well as the jingle of bullets hitting the machine shell.
In response, two laser cannons on the termite boring machine also rose and fired at the enemy, covering the soldiers out of the vehicle.
"Look for bunker!"
Jumping out of the hatch door, Hayes, with night vision eyepieces on his helmet, saw a small underground city not far away, with several large metal facilities as the main body, and many small shacks attached to it.
The various companies and teams were scattered and rushed towards their own positions.
"Scan and report the activity of the enemy's front and the enemy is acting."
Obviously, the sudden appearance of giant machinery made the rebels underground very frightened and anxious, and they wanted to eliminate the threat at all costs.
With the machine gun squad in place near a rocky bunker, Hayes asked Habrey to set up the machine gun while looking into the distance, he could see them.
It is obvious that these rebels are not all stupid. They rushed up without dying. Many of the remaining servants in the past have been transformed into weapons by them. However, because there are no real technicians, they can only do some very rough modifications, such as binding and welding some metal plates on the servants, making them use as moving bunkers and meat shields, or binding a large amount of explosives on the servants, making them walkable suicide weapons.
What Hayes saw was a group of ironclad servants, screaming at them.
"Everyone keep it steady! Don't fire first!"
Although Olanios' voice kept ringing in the channel, Hayes had already begun to squint at the oncoming mad servant through his sight.
Suddenly, he thought of something and quickly completed his pre-war ceremony. He silently recited the prayer of the laser gun in his mind, and then quickly prayed to the emperor for accurate aiming.
Next to him, the rest of the team also prepared laser guns and grenades, and Habrey checked the logging gun again.
Then, the sound of grenade fired from behind, and Hayes knew that the battle was about to begin.
"Listen to my orders... open fire!"
Laser beams, small grenades, armor-breaking rockets, heavy machine guns... The soldiers of the Second Battalion used everything they had to fire at the enemy. At the request of Olanios, their light weapons basically reached the level of the first-line starry army.
Many iron plate servants were wiped out in an instant or beaten to pieces, but there were still some of them, and the enemy sent hundreds of flesh shields, which might be their last servant.
"Machine gun, switch to intensive shooting mode."
The enemy rushed closer, but the number also decreased a lot.
Then Hayes saw the suicide servants with explosives tied to them behind the iron plate servants.
In response, some soldiers lifted the flamethrower's nozzle, stood up straight, pointed the barrel forward, and released an ever-expanding yellow-black conical fire to the nearest enemy.
Screaming, the servants disappeared into the fog of burning pain and triggered a series of explosions.
Soon all Hayes could see was the fire rising directly in front of him, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of smoke and burning flesh.
This seems to be a unilateral massacre.
boom------
Suddenly, Hayes heard a huge explosion from the side, and stones flew over his head.
For a moment, he felt the blast wave of the explosion and almost fell forward. The weight of the backpack unexpectedly played a counterweight behind him and saved him.
"The enemy exploded the rock mass on the side! Hayes, transfer the direction!"
Hearing Hashett's words, Hash quickly asked Habry to put away the machine gun and asked Winter to pick up the ammunition box. When everyone stepped forward and trotted all the way out, Hash felt a painful blow from the back of his head, and the deafening force pushed him to the ground.
Falling into the rotten soil, Hayes felt a warm moisture spreading across his scalp through his helmet.
He reached his hand over his head, and when he took it away again, he saw red blood staining his fingers before he noticed his helmet falling in front - a huge dent was shot out by some unknown flying object and shot down from his head.
Incongruently, when he stood up tremblingly, he suddenly wondered what would have happened if he had just tied his helmet strap instead of letting it go.
Immediately afterwards, a rough voice suddenly dispelled the thought from his mind.
Hayes turned his head and saw a tall man wearing blood-stained Astral Army guards rushing towards him, holding a pistol in one hand and a wide-blade machete in the other, and a row of three cut people hung from his belt like weird spectators.
He immediately raised his gun and fired, and the beam hit the enemy's chest, but the man was not afraid and did not slow down at any step.
Hayes shot at it again, and a series of rapid shock waves hit the man's neck, shoulders, chest, and then face.
He let out his last roar of anger and fell to death.
It was not until this distance that Hayes noticed that the man had two layers of superimposed protective gear on his body. No wonder he had no effect when hitting the front, and the armor on this man was probably also taken from the soldiers who died in battle.
Later, any brief joy that Hayes felt for his victory soon disappeared, as he saw more enemies appearing in the smoke-filled darkness.
"Stay going!"
He heard a shout from behind when one hand grabbed his shoulder.
"They are coming around from the side, and we are going to move to the new position!"
Chapter completed!