As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

But such questions did not linger in their minds for long. While various speculations were still brewing, Zhang Ge had already answered them with his actions.

"Who's leading here?"

He asked someone at random.

"Asdubal."

The other person forced a smile from across the scars on his face, revealing his uneven black teeth.

"very good."

Not eating beef does not mean killing people casually, so even after hearing this answer, Zhang Ge had no intention of killing him.

He simply found the next person and repeated the question... Obviously, in a place like this, showing one's timidity wouldn't get a friendly response:

"Fuck you *expletive*, don't come..."

boom.

The sound of a gunshot.

Although Zhang Ge's strength is no different from that of ordinary people to superhumans, for real ordinary people, especially a malnourished gangster, it is a cliff-level crushing defeat.

After the sound of the poison crystal gun, wailing began to sound.

It was not fatal because Zhang Ge deliberately avoided the fatal part and let the poison crystal pass by the opponent's heart.

Amidst this wailing, he calmly allowed his voice to be amplified through a released servo skull:

"From now on, be polite here... I'm not interested in teaching you any more, so try to understand and remember the lives of civilized people. Of course, if you make a mistake, it's no big deal. You'll just die, which saves everyone a lot of trouble."

"You wouldn't think..."

In just a moment, everyone who tried to raise a gun at Zhang Ge turned into minced meat.

"I don't care who you worked for before, but now, if you are not one of my men and you have a weapon, it is considered 'impolite'. It's best to throw your things away."

"Can you still kill us all?"

Someone in the crowd responded with disdain: "Although this square isn't very big, it's certainly not small either. Looking around, there are at least a few thousand people."

However, this time Zhang Ge didn't need to say anything. Perveti threw the spear himself, and the person who made the sound and a group of people around him were turned into pieces.

"If you want to see if I can kill you all, you can try. As for those who don't want to try, it's best to shut them up before I do anything."

Didn't I tell you the reason before? Now I can.

Because in Comoros, if you kill ten out of ten people, there will be no innocent people. On the contrary, if you only kill nine, one will be missed, so Zhang Ge's actions can appear "slightly unscrupulous".

Of course, he did not forget what he was here for. He would not only do this here, but also in the near future, if he had not died, even if he went to the Dark Eldar conspiracy group, he would continue to uphold this style... In the Dark City, goodness dies the fastest.

But that's usually just because goodness is associated with weakness.

And now that strong "goodness" has arrived, I hope they will not let Zhang Ge down.

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Chapter 288 If You Don’t Run Towards Zhang Ge, Then Zhang Ge Will Run Towards You

Soon, through Zhang Ge's amiable communication, the living people in the square quickly accepted his concepts and ideas.

I guess she must have been influenced by his personal charm.

But of course, Zhang Ge would not just stay in one square, nor could he waste the elite troops he brought to Comoros on maintaining law and order, so he had to recruit a security team to prevent himself from leaving this group and returning to the original situation... Fortunately, there was no shortage of troops in Comoros.

After confirming this idea, Zhang Ge asked Amelia beside him:

"How many men do you think a force would need to maintain security and delay the enemy until we return, given the terrain here?"

Hearing this question, Amelia did not answer immediately, but just shook her head, and then continued:

"They can't. They're simply afraid of our military might. As soon as we leave, they'll quickly return to their previous state. No matter how many security forces there are, they'll simply become accomplices."

But this time, Zhang Ge did not quite agree with Amelia's statement:

"No, not necessarily 'soon'."

Without waiting for Amelia to reply, he shouted through the loudspeaker servo skull flying beside him:

"I need 500 people to maintain law and order. Those who have ideas please raise your hands."

Suddenly, a large group of people in the venue rushed to raise their hands - considering that they were a group of villains, the scene was quite funny, just like elementary school students answering questions in class.

However, this situation is normal. After all, in Comoros, a person holding a weapon and a person without a weapon are two completely different concepts. The former can basically do whatever they want to the latter.

What’s more, there is such a powerful “boss” to “protect” you, right?

But... when the five hundred people who were screened out really stood in front of Zhang Ge, they soon discovered that the situation seemed a little different from what they had imagined.

The man who called himself "Zhang Ge" stood on a high platform and announced in a leisurely tone:

"You are all a bunch of uneducated and uncultured people, so I will also explain to you the discipline and precautions required to 'maintain law and order' in the simplest way possible."

"Three major disciplines: First, obey orders in all actions; second, do not take a single needle or thread from the masses; and finally, all spoils must be returned to the public!"

Zhang Ge did not elaborate on the consequences, but judging from their expressions, they must have understood the meaning of the final emphasis.

"Eight points of attention: Speak politely, trade fairly, return borrowed items, compensate for damaged items, do not hit or curse, do not exclude people of other races, do not molest women, and do not mistreat prisoners!"

Zhang Ge did not intend to stop the whispers that followed his words. He continued several minutes later:

"I know you think, 'This is Comoros, this rule won't work,' but I want to make it clear that you are all just a bunch of scum and trash. Even if this really doesn't work, even if you all die, it won't cause any loss to me."

"So, don't use the fact that it won't work as an excuse for not complying. If you comply, you might end up dying from someone pulling out an automatic pistol from their chest. If you don't comply, you'll die immediately the moment you don't comply. Because you have no value, I won't hesitate to execute you."

After announcing these contents, Zhang Ge quickly divided the 500 people into camps and informed them of their duties:

Responsible for maintaining the "polite" order here and resisting invasions from outside.

Of course, as Amelia said before, they are only temporarily succumbing to the force of Zhang Ge and his group. As long as this force disappears, even if a hundred more disciplines and precautions are listed, it will be useless, and they will soon turn back into the gangster they were before.

However, Zhang Ge also has a most straightforward way to deal with this.

He announced to the thousands of people in the square: After Zhang Ge left, he would still send people back here from time to time to conduct secret assessments. If it was found that they did not abide by the current order after he left, and the security forces did not fulfill their responsibilities, then everyone would die.

You might be thinking, isn't this a bit too extreme?

First of all, this is Comoros, and secondly, don't forget that Zhang Ge is from the Empire.

A single extermination order from the Empire could result in the deaths of hundreds of billions of innocent people. In comparison, even if Zhang Ge used this killing method and left only a single Comorian person alive, or even killed them all, he would still be considered a moderate - after all, physically destroying Comoros would be a contribution to maintaining galactic order.

Well, it can be simply understood this way: Zhang Ge is not asking them to do these things, but is just screening out those who can do these things.

After all, he came here to "not eat beef" and did not intend to spend time re-educating these people.

As for the possible resistance that may be triggered in the future?

These people did not resist the oppression of the Dark Eldar for such a long time, but instead rebelled against people like him... Zhang Ge was not sure what to say.

In fact, Zhang Ge does not need to make any evaluation. When there is nothing wrong, why bother himself?

He came here to die, so it would be a good thing if they succeeded in killing him, but if they failed, it would be natural for him to get rid of him.

"Then let's get ready to go to the next location."

After finishing these things, Zhang Ge asked an accompanying Weeper company captain to stay for a few days so that the group could adapt for a while and also to guard against a counterattack from the gang that originally governed this place.

However...when he really arrived at the next place and the next place and did the same things again, Zhang Ge found that his worries seemed to be unnecessary.

Gang counterattack?

Forget about the gang's counterattack, how come I haven't seen a single conspiracy soldier come down here in such a long time?

Yes, under normal circumstances the Dark Eldar have no interest in the slum area, but the problem is that these past few rounds have affected at least tens of thousands of people. Could it be that the Dark Eldar can ignore a "disturbance" of this scale?

With such doubts, Zhang Ge could only take the initiative to go to the gangster's home, intending to find the truth by following clues from low to high... But he found that the gangster residences pointed to by the intelligence he found and the clues were all deserted without exception.

What's going on?

He fell into deep thought about this.

Apart from Perveti instantly killing dozens of "slightly tall and thin wanderers" who launched attacks simultaneously in different places, they didn't seem to have done much to show their deterrent power.

Never mind, these are just small matters.

Since they didn't run towards Zhang Ge but instead ran away, Zhang Ge would have to run towards them.

Chapter 289: A strange balance based on mutual deterrence

In the Comoros shantytown, somewhere the gang leaders thought no detectors could find them.

Stuffy, damp, and smoky.

Several people gathered here, and there was no word for a long time. It was not until another poison was injected into their bodies that a snake-man as big as an ox spoke first:

"What do you think of the new guy?"

"How can I see it?"

Yeah, what can you do?

They are gangsters, not Sabi, and they still have basic judgment ability:

The "newcomer's" fist had become unimaginably large.

Not to mention this group of gangsters who picked up scraps to eat, even the conspiracy group that controlled this area was wiped out at once.

Those were not just dozens of Grox beasts, but dozens of fully armed Dark Eldar, who could easily slaughter thousands of gangsters.

The results of it?

Forget half a second, how could it be even a fraction of a second? No one even had time to react before those dozens of Dark Eldar were transformed into a bloody mist in an instant.

Is there anyone here who dares to say that the people under his command combined are more capable than that conspiracy group?

In fact, according to common sense, they should be on the way to surrender by now...but the problem is that that person doesn't take their lives seriously at all.

Take the area he governs, for example. It seems like those chosen thugs only have two ways of judging people:

First, not guilty, second, death penalty.

Not to mention killing people, even "small things" like rape, drug use, and slavery would be executed cleanly and efficiently. They were so anxious that it seemed as if they would be the ones who would die if they kept these people alive for even one more second.

According to this standard, surrendering? I guess they would die dozens of times on the first day.

But the question is, should we just give up our territory like that?

They were indeed unwilling to give up. After all, those were the places they had painstakingly managed for decades. Although they had to run away for their own safety, they were reluctant to give up just like that.

"...Or, contact other cabals?"

"hehe."

This sentence proves that some people can become the boss not because they are smart enough, but simply because they are lucky.

Take the initiative to ask the conspiracy group?

Do you think they wouldn't mind betraying you after the matter is over, so that they can also taste your despair from success to falling into the abyss?

Sad and gloomy.

Regarding the current atmosphere, several gang leaders all had the same evaluation in their minds.

"Who's singing? Can you please stop the fucking singing?"

A gang leader suddenly threw the cup in his hand and roared in annoyance amid the crisp sound of the cup breaking.

But just like the cup, his head was cut into dozens of pieces at this moment, and slowly slid to the ground after a delay.

The sounds of liquid, semi-solid, and solid objects colliding with the ground.

It creates a dead silence that corresponds to the singing.

"Does anyone else have a problem with my singing?"

In the shadows, Keti's figure appeared quietly, the long knife in her hand was still stained with blood.

Seeing that no one spoke, several gang leaders whose words were enough to decide someone's life or death were all trembling. She nodded in satisfaction:

"You're lucky."