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Chapter 26 Martyr Mecha

After opening her eyes, Amelia took a step forward and placed her hand on the hilt of the silver-white sword.

The moment her palm touched the hilt, the long sword, which was originally solid in color and had no characteristics at all, changed.

From bottom to top, the pommel is made of a small golden cross, the hilt is made of black crystal-like material, the hilt is made of golden eagle wings, and the sword body is pure white and spotless.

Although there was no scabbard, Amelia just let go of the sword and it flew behind the nun on its own, rising and falling slightly with the nun's steps.

Zhang Ge, who witnessed this scene, thought to himself that something was wrong.

It’s bad, the emperor is in trouble.

Perhaps Sister Amelia noticed Zhang Ge and walked towards him. The light in her eyes subsided, but her pupils were still golden.

"The collapse of the defense line is inevitable. I plan to destroy this place to prevent it from being defiled by the cultists. It will take several hours to place the bomb. You can go do something else first."

When she walked in front of Zhang Ge, Zhang Ge realized that her height had increased by nearly 20 centimeters to more than 1.9 meters, which was much taller than him.

But the most eye-catching thing was not this. Zhang Ge opened his mouth and was silent for a moment:

"..."

Then he continued:

"...Of course you can, but shouldn't you find something to wear first?"

"No need, I will find a usable force feedback power armor later."

That's not the problem!

After saying that, the nun moved sideways and passed through the slightly narrow side door between the two people. At the same time, she put Zhang Ge's cross back in his hand, walked through the corridor, passed the blood and corpses, and entered the interior of the church. Judging from the direction, she should be heading to a warehouse or something like that.

Seeing her walking towards the depths of the church, Zhang Ge didn't look at her any further.

Coming to his senses, Zhang Ge thought that since there were still a few hours left, he might as well fulfill his promise and go repair the car outside.

He did what he said. After quickly crossing two more city walls, Zhang Ge stopped the vehicle that was still circling the city wall and drove it towards the church grounds.

In an auxiliary building on one side where various vehicles were parked, Zhang Ge easily found the full set of tools he needed.

Although he didn't understand the car's internal structure, washing it with holy water, applying some scriptures, and saying good things to the machine spirits were also maintenance. This church didn't have much else, but it had all these things.

However, when he returned for the second time to get enough holy water, Zhang Ge noticed that a place was making a muffled banging sound.

He followed the sound and found that it came from a Martyr mecha deep inside.

This bipedal mecha, which looks golden and like a mobile shrine, is actually one of the most brutal punishment machines in the empire and can be regarded as a plus version of the Atonement Mecha.

Martyrs are generally used to punish nuns who have committed the most serious crimes. Those sinners will be wrapped in a fine gold protective shell in the center of the mecha that looks like the Iron Maiden, serving as the mecha's pendant and driver, and endure extreme pain in it.

However, because the protective shell is too strong, compared to ordinary redemption mecha drivers who can wash away their sins with death, sinners who drive martyrs usually have to spend decades in such pain.

Even Hell Beast would say that this is a bit too heavy.

Now there lies the problem. As we all know, sound transmission is achieved through the vibration of the medium - but fine gold is too strong. It is even difficult to be processed by most imperial tools. Not to mention hitting it with a fist, even a mortal with a hammer cannot make it vibrate.

But the thumping sound could still be heard clearly.

Just when Zhang Ge was about to stop interfering and wanted to leave, the Martyr Mech suddenly moved and took a step forward while he took a step back.

Okay, okay, how about playing like this?

Zhang Ge didn't mind opening it, but if he opened it for no reason and just out of curiosity, and was killed by something inside, it probably wouldn't be considered a natural death.

But now there is good reason, and that is another matter.

After taking out the plasma pistol from his waist, Zhang Ge came to the Martyr Mech and fumbled to find the way to open its protective shell: a large wheel valve.

Zhang Ge tried it and found that it was not as difficult to twist as it looked. He just applied a little force to make it rotate. After rotating about a hundred times, the protective shell slowly opened and bounced to one side.

A person who looked like a nun in preparation fell out of the driver's seat that was supposed to be restraining a sinner.

Since Zhang Ge had no intention of catching her, he cautiously took a few steps back with his plasma pistol in hand, so she fell face first to the ground.

The nosebleed from the collision, the dust on the ground, and the tears that flowed as she cried, all three mixed together and stained each other's faces.

But she herself didn't seem to care about it. She curled up in extreme grief, as if she wanted to cry, but she could only open her mouth and couldn't even make a sound. Her intermittent voice was filled with tears.

Zhang Ge thought for a moment and asked:

"deserter?"

The person responded to this word, lowering his head and shrinking between his knees in tears.

A nun in training faced a Terminator that had teleported in and killed hundreds of nuns. For her to win was as simple as asking Benboba to eliminate Tang Monk and his disciples.

Hiding inside the adamantine protective shell of the Martyr mecha, considering that the Terminators were under time pressure and had heavy tasks, even if they detected a candidate nun, they probably would not bother to take the time to pry open such a hard shell. At the same time, they also did not want to risk going to an open area and being targeted by vehicles. Therefore, it is understandable that she survived in the end.

But at least in this world, this cannot be a reason to forgive her.

Of course, having said that, since the martyr's machine soul took her in and now asked Zhang Ge to rescue her, he had no intention of acting as a judge, but just wanted to get something out of the other party.

What's more, he had just arrived, and although he was not opposed to it, he was not very interested in the empire's extremes.

He reached for his waist, pulled out a cross and threw it in her face, then opened a few bottles of holy water and poured it over her head and body to prevent it from being a demon in disguise. After her body twitching subsided a little, Zhang Ge asked:

"Tell me, how many attackers were there?"

She didn't answer and continued crying.

Helplessly, Zhang Ge could only use methods more suitable for nuns to calm her down.

He half-knelt over, stretched out his hands, pinched her slender neck and lifted her up, gradually drowning out her voice, and she subconsciously struggled in the suffocation.

After a while, when she almost lost consciousness, Zhang Ge finally released her hand, causing her to kneel down in front of him powerlessly, gasping for breath.

Then, Zhang Ge took off the scabbard from his waist, came behind the nun in need, and mercilessly whipped her back again and again, causing her to cry out in suppressed voices instead of howling. However, she never resisted or dodged, but instead clenched her hands tightly, closed her eyes, and prayed with tears in her eyes.

After a while, it seemed that the constant pain had finally neutralized the novice nun's endless guilt. She began to speak intermittently, and she had to bite her lips and teeth to stop after every half word to prevent herself from crying out in the pain of the next whipping:

"Three..."

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Chapter 27 Punishment

After the other party gradually recovered the most basic communication ability, Zhang Ge roughly confirmed what happened in the church from her mouth. Generally speaking, it was not much different from Zhang Ge's own guess, with only some minor and harmless differences.

After all, the Chaos Terminators had no intention of concealing their whereabouts. This unconcealed action was not so much arrogance as it was a reckless declaration of their existence - after all, it meant that they had already mastered the coordinates of this church.

Any troops attempting to re-station this church must carefully consider whether they can withstand the internal and external attacks of Chaos Terminators and cultists if attacked.

"Okay, get out."

After asking the questions, Zhang Ge had no intention of paying any more attention to her. After all, the two of them were not even in the same armed system, and the Martyr did protect her. The fact that she was liked by the machine spirit of the Sister's vehicle at least showed that this person was cowardly, but he definitely did not do anything immoral in his daily life.

He had just tortured the nun in order to help her regain some sanity so that he could interrogate her. He had no intention of punishing her on behalf of anyone else.

"Do not..."

The nun-in-waiting sobbed and whispered, swallowing before continuing:

"...I want to atone for my sins."

My turtle, a nun of atonement? Don't you think you're that kind of person? Once you become a nun of atonement, if you run away again in front of the other nuns, then you won't be able to get out of the martyrdom next time.

"up to you."

But as mentioned before, Zhang Ge was too lazy to meddle in other people's business, so she could go if she wanted to.

However, when Zhang Ge was about to pick up her cross, she continued:

"Please, please let me follow you. You have a holy aura."

Huh? So I'm some kind of mobile nun concentrator, right? Amelia suddenly became a giant and I don't know how to deal with it, and you come again? How am I going to die then?

Zhang Ge responded:

"No need for deserters."

"I won't run away again!"

"Then how can I confirm it?"

"...If I ever lose face again, you are welcome to execute me at any time."

Zhang Ge looked at him with the same eyes as he looked at the small Ogrin:

"You mean, if you try to run away, and there are other people around, I have to shoot a candidate nun as a member of the Astra Militarum?

"Or do you intend for me to explain to every friendly force I encounter that you're a deserter, thus giving me the power to execute you?"

The other party's emotions, which had seemed to have eased a little, surged again, and he sobbed and said:

"Wuwu, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to cause you any trouble, it's just... Wuwuwu... I'm sorry, I'll think of other ways..."

Seeing her like this, Zhang Ge was too lazy to say anything else. After stuffing the cross back into the bag, he bent down to pick up the other bottles and jars, intending to continue with the maintenance of the car.

At this time, Sister Amelia, who was already wearing a set of thick strength feedback power armor, came to the door, saw the scene inside, and said:

"what happened?"

Zhang Ge asked with some doubt:

"How did you come?"

"I sensed you were in a room, not moving, and came to see if you were in trouble... Dominica? Why are you here?"

Without waiting for the nun-in-waiting named "Dominica" to answer, Zhang Ge briefly explained:

"A deserter, hiding among the martyrs, that's why he survived."

"I see."

Amelia nodded, and Dominica didn't deny it, but just lowered her head and waited.

"Escape is an unacceptable crime, but I can't use the Atonement Mech right now. It's too slow... Dominica, after we arrive at the settlement, I will apply to have you transformed into a slave laborer to atone for the Order's sins."

"But before that, I allow you to use the nun's weaponry to prove your resolve and ability to cast aside the shame of the past, and to prove that your guilty body can still be of greater use. If you commit crimes again, I will personally execute and purify you."

Even in an empire full of vitality and flourishing, slave laborers can be deservedly called one of the lowest classes, because they are just mechanized objects, or tools, and are truly out of the scope of human beings.

However, upon hearing this, Dominica seemed to relax. She looked in awe at Amelia, who had lost her scars and grown exceptionally tall, then knelt on one knee and said,

"Yes, Sister Amelia, I will follow your instructions."

"Come with me, I'll pick out a weapon for you."

As Amelia turned around, Dominica hurriedly followed her with her still weak legs.

On the other side, Zhang Ge's eyes went dark.

Okay, that’s arranged.

In fact, apart from the lack of combat experience, the training level and physical fitness of the candidate nuns are not much different from those of regular combat nuns. They only need one oath ceremony to become a combat nun.

After they are fully dressed, even if they are just used as trigger pendants for grenade launchers, their combat effectiveness is much higher than that of ordinary Astra Militarum soldiers. Although this reserve sister escaped once, it was when she was facing the Chaos Terminator.

When fighting against cultists, once the force feedback armor is penetrated, ordinary automatic guns and laser guns can only do some damage, and even if you stuff a pig in there, you can still deal damage.

Wait...it doesn’t seem to be the case.

Not all effects are necessarily positive. If a stupid teammate like her can cause one or two troubles for you on the battlefield, wouldn't that be a great success?

Anyway, she doesn't expect ordinary cultists to do anything to her. If she can make a mistake at a critical moment, wouldn't that be a huge profit?

Plan passes.

Zhang Geru tried hard to convince himself.

Alas...cars are still the best. They can go wherever you want and won’t stab you in the back.

After moving the bottles and cans in his arms to the side of the car, Zhang Ge began to squander these usually precious supplies at will.

ps: Speedy arrival (referring to a beautiful world where everyone can vote more)