“All ready?”
In the darkness, McCarthy held the heavy needle pistol and made a sound that only his kind could hear, and followed the four dark shadows around him to nod in agreement.
"No fire is allowed without commands. Our mission is to find the enemy's commanders and determine their possible scale, which is a reconnaissance mission."
Then he covered his non-human face with a facial towel. Compared with normal humans, the flesh on his face was white and dull, with a protruding forehead plate in the middle of his head, his eyes were dull black, he was wearing a well-equipped combat suit, his arms, legs and torso were also protected by flexible bulletproof materials, and a black cloak was worn behind him.
They are the most mysterious killer species in the corps, and are improved varieties of the third generation. They are produced by the best genes among believers. They have super sensory abilities and can keenly perceive changes in the surrounding world.
The rapidly discharged neurons in the predatory brain of the Killer species allow them to enter transcendent bullet time—in which case the enemy appears to be moving at an extremely slow speed, allowing the Killer species to calmly replace bullets between lightning and flashing the barrel at the target, then harvesting life one by one. In addition, enhanced pheromone detection and thermal sensing vision allow the Killer species to accurately hit the target even in dark environments, and the exquisite ear vestibular system provides the balance and coordination of a superhuman physique.
All this made them excellent assassins and skilled scouts.
However, this mission is still a challenge for them, because what they are going to detect is not the dull mechanical soldiers or stupid mechanical slave owners, but the soulless metal skeletons hidden deep underground, which the culprit calls them metal evil spirits.
Some superstitious statements believe that these things are the souls of the dead who were cruelly persecuted to revenge the living with resentment, but the top leaders of the ecclesiastical sneered at this, including McCarthy.
Because he had investigated the underground laboratory of the mechanical slave owner, he knew that these were machinery, just special machinery, and should be very ancient.
The sect has not had the idea of ​​these things. After all, their technology seems very advanced, but the result is disastrous. It seems that their behavior angered the other party, and what follows is terrible revenge and massacre. Even the sect has been driven out of its former home.
But now, there is no way to stay on the ground, and the sect has few choices. The bishops chose to withdraw most of their personnel and equipment to the ground, and only a few guerrilla combatants were retained on the ground to restrain the empire's troops. On the other hand, they found out the specific situation underground. If the number of these mechanical monsters is not large, they might be able to concentrate their efforts to drive them away with all their might. The sect has accumulated a considerable number of weapons through the riot, not as weak as before.
Therefore, their task is very heavy, and after they continue, their spiritual connection with the bishop will be cut off, and they can only rely on themselves to deal with emergencies.
This is also the reason why they choose the killer species. They are not only flexible in their skills, but also flexible in their brains.
After confirming each other's condition, the five-man team climbed down the shaft. Here was a transport channel that originally led directly to the underground laboratory of the mechanical slave owners. The bishops judged that the metal evil ghosts first appeared from there.
As he gradually approached the target, McCarthy saw faint light, and these dim lights also made his outline bigger, and the strange shadows cast were no different from those of the weird spider-shaped animals.
But suddenly, McCarthy stopped, and in each other's hearts he reminded his companions in a slow and dull tone.
“They come from below and move very quickly.”
With the help of one more arm, they can use weapons while climbing. After getting the news, the killers immediately dispersed and scanned the dark shaft.
In the end, it was McCarthy's needle-punching pistol that sounded extremely faintly, and something immediately made a sharp explosion of mechanical anger. Each member of the team had been well-trained and at ease, and could open the fire in an orderly manner as a whole without any instructions.
The storming figures ran towards them along the shaft, and several limbs could make them climb the walls of the tunnel effortlessly and the heat flow of bullets ripped the approaching figures into pieces and threw their broken wrecks back into the abyss. However, the toughness of these attackers was surprisingly strong, and the impact absorbed by the artificial body covered with outer armor was enough to turn the ordinary soldiers with only flesh and blood into a ball of wet rags.
Soon, a mechanized skeleton-shaped apologist rushed directly to McCarthy, and the stained red robe flew up and down. The killer caught a glimpse of the pipelines and lenses under the hood, and the stained skeleton gear pattern on its armor was in sight.
He was very familiar with these slave soldiers from the Mechanical Sect, but at this time they were different from the past...
It looks even more crazy.
The apologist rushed towards McCarthy, and an incomprehensible scream of static electricity and machine language came from its sound array grille. The killer fired two shots in a row and chiseled a crater on the opponent's breastplate.
But this thing was unmoved and tried to hit him like a wild beast.
McCarthy turned to the side in a flexible manner, then grabbed the wall with one hand and pulled out a curved short blade from his waist that killed more than a dozen slave soldiers.
With a series of bursts, he cleanly cut off the two limbs that the apologists were waving, and then slashed his head in half with a backhand.
Despite the fatal blow, the highly mechanically modified apologist twitched until it was kicked off.
"These slave soldiers are strange, as if they have lost their use of weapons."
Just as McCarthy was exploring the strange details, another apologist rushed up screaming with the killers' firepower, and the air was filled with the noise of battle again until it was cut into pieces.
Then there was a dead silence, and the killers remained silent because they had already communicated their feelings in their hearts.
Like McCarthy, others also find it strange because they need to wander inside the enemy for many years. They have developed the habit of doubting everything. The behavior of these slave soldiers is very abnormal, and they should not appear here...
Unless, they are here from the beginning, right below the lab...
McCarthy was impressed by that place, especially the moment of its final destruction, and the chaotic scene, he couldn't figure out what was going on, but after that it was marked as a forbidden zone by the sect, and he didn't see the mechanical slave owners and slave soldiers inside came out again.
But now they seem to appear. Did they discover them or just meet them?
Chapter completed!