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

After losing their sensory organs, those filaments immediately began waving wildly and aimlessly, destroying everything around them. The entire classroom's interior facilities were shattered like being thrown into a shredder.

But this attack could no longer pose any threat. After cutting off several silk threads close to him, Zhang Ge raised the plasma pistol in his right hand and let the flying blue light ball hit the side of the flesh beard at the door frame of the front door, causing it to suddenly evaporate and gasify under the high temperature.

The flesh tendrils it left in the classroom were cut off and gradually lost their vitality. The head that was regrowing on the incision made by the power sword also stopped growing.

This result is regrettable, for both parties.

Everything seems to have calmed down, but this is just one of its countless extensions. As for the confrontation with itself, this has just begun.

In the school that had been silent for a long time, the noise came from far away. The countless collision, friction, and entanglement sounds of something moving at full speed filled every corner of every corridor, and countless roars and screams of "Save me" rushed over.

Without much time to stay and watch his victory, Zhang Ge went to the window where the glass had already been broken and jumped down.

This is the fifth floor. If an ordinary person jumps down, he will be disabled for life even if he doesn't die. However, Zhang Ge is not an ordinary person. With his physical fitness, although he will still be injured if he falls down, he can still move normally after taking an injection of combat stimulant/healing agent. It is much better than staying in there and waiting to die - this was what he originally planned.

Why did he say "originally"? Because when he jumped out of the window, he saw that the boots he had thrown down before had just caught on a steel bar protruding from the outer wall at the shoelaces, and his arm span and falling speed were just enough to catch the shoes when he fell to that height.

If there was only that bare steel bar, grabbing it would at most slow down the descent speed. If you wanted to use it to move to other floors bit by bit, it would be too slow.

But the extra boot just creates an extra movable structure.

This forced him to cancel his plan of exchanging injury for life, and instead grabbed the upper of his shoe after descending and swung himself to the third floor.

After he entered the third floor, the laces of his boots loosened under the force, and then fell off the steel bars and to the bottom of the stairs.

The reason why a miracle is a miracle is that it is beyond common sense. Even with the cunning of the alien, it never considered that Zhang Ge could escape in this way.

Not to mention it, even if Conan came, he would have to check the surveillance to restore what happened.

Countless extensions similar to the flesh tentacles connected to the head rushed into the classroom where Zhang Ge was previously in. After discovering that he was not there, they immediately rushed out of the window, but still failed to capture his trace.

In this way, Zhang Ge actually escaped from pursuit again after being discovered once.

ps: It seems that you can't make it to the list, so let's change to a simpler reward TvT. The exploration period is really difficult. It is difficult to find an effective method without experience. If you don't like the repeated changes in the reward content, you can ignore it.

ps2: Now that the number of collections has increased, I have changed it to one chapter at a time. For every 1000 recommendation votes/100 monthly votes/1.5 rewards (including blades) per day, I will add another chapter.

Chapter 57: Killing Can

Although there are many extensions, they are not endless. After losing the target, we can only select the most likely areas to search again, and it is impossible to achieve complete coverage.

So, Zhang Ge, who was now far away from the window and hiding in the corridor on the third floor, just avoided its sight.

But just when he thought that the matter would end like this, the situation changed again.

Not far away, the rumbling sound of something operating in an enclosed space echoed. Although the sound was mixed, it was still easy to hear that it was the sound of the jump pack's nozzle. It was undoubtedly Amelia.

Before, Zhang Ge was wondering how Amelia could dodge it with her force feedback armor, but it turned out that she had no intention of dodging at all.

If they were simply extensions, without the need to protect Zhang Ge, they would have no way to deal with Amelia in the narrow terrain of the teaching building. Even in terms of physical strength alone, she was far superior to those things, not to mention the help of the force feedback armor.

Although it cannot be denied that Amelia would be crushed to death if this continued, time is now on Zhang Ge and the others' side.

As for the current situation, it is very likely that she heard the noises when she was attacked before, and felt that she was now being besieged or escaping, so she rushed over.

Amelia, you did a great job.

Zhang Ge, who almost thought he had escaped, sighed in his heart.

Soon after the sound became audible, as it got closer, a beam of light shone from the corner of the corridor and rapidly brightened.

Before the object that emitted the light appeared, an extension appeared at the corner and entered Zhang Ge's field of vision.

It didn't seem like it was attacking him specifically. Even the red filaments had wilted.

Although it was a bit strange, Zhang Ge had no intention of showing mercy to him.

However, just as he was about to raise his gun, a dazzling afterimage came from the side of the extension.

With the help of her jumping backpack, she had flipped her body so that her feet were facing the extension. Her eyes were shining brightly, and the force feedback armor reflected a metallic luster in the faint halo behind her. Her hair was flying wildly at high speed.

It was Amelia, whose face was stained with blood.

Before the extension even had time to move out of the corner, she stepped on the side of its head and smashed the head against the corner wall without slowing down.

The head-like organ didn't even last a millisecond before bursting like a water balloon under the immense kinetic energy, splattering blood and bone fragments.

Of course, he would not stop there in order to force himself to stop. After the head was crushed, the sole of his foot came into contact with the wall the next moment, and a dull metal collision sound spread with a slight vibration.

An ordinary person would only become a corpse if they hit the metal wall at such a speed. However, Amelia was not affected at all. She raised the flamethrower under the grenade launcher in her left hand and sprayed a white flame towards the corner of the corridor where she had just flown. The sound of a large number of objects being scorched was heard.

The flames temporarily blocked the corridor on that side, giving Amelia time to turn her head and observe. She looked over and saw Zhang Ge standing there unharmed.

Seeing this, she changed direction, activated her jump pack again, and rushed over at a high speed parallel to the ground.

Zhang Ge originally thought that if he joined her in resisting those extensions, he would definitely have a lot of chances of dying. However, just by looking at this, he knew that what happened next would not go as he wished.

Well, running away is better than hiding safely.

As expected, when Amelia flew in front of Zhang Ge, she grabbed his waist and lifted him up.

Although both Amelia and Zhang Ge knew it was a misunderstanding, they tacitly agreed not to waste time shirking responsibility. Seeing that there was no need to hide their voices, Zhang Ge, who could barely open his eyes in the whistling wind at high speed, asked loudly:

"Where to go next?"

"The armory. I found its location a while ago."

If this place had been occupied by gangs a long time ago, then they would definitely have converted one of the places into a place to store weapons and other supplies, and reinforced it. This would be a good choice for the situation that has now been exposed.

With Zhang Ge, Amelia's speed slowed down a little, but she was still not caught up by those extensions.

There were some scattered flesh whiskers ahead that wanted to block the way, but their number was completely ineffective. Amelia only needed a few accurate bullets from the grenade launcher to break them.

Soon, after a while, the two arrived at the third underground floor and saw the armory here.

It was a basement with the entrance in an inconspicuous position on the wall. Judging from the two-layer ceramic steel door that was more than 30 centimeters thick, it should have been an explosion-proof facility originally used by the school.

The two of them quickly entered, and Amelia closed the first door. Their reliable mechanical structure is still able to work effectively today. After manually pulling it to close the door frame, it can be closed by turning the wheel valve on the inside a few times.

Outside, the sound of frantic banging on the ceramic steel door continued to be heard, but judging from the motionless structure of the door, it was obvious that it could still hold out for quite some time.

After entering the armory, Amelia closed the second door, and the sounds coming from outside were immediately isolated.

Of course, the gate was still able to function normally, but the electricity was definitely gone. Zhang Ge could only take out a flare from his waist bag to light it up. Otherwise, if there was no light at all, he would not be able to see anything with his night vision ability.

As the long-lost red light came on, rows of automatic rifles, heavy logging rifles and other weapons came into view.

But when he looked to the end of the armory, none of this mattered.

There, a modified orc-killing can was standing quietly.

Although a large number of additional armor and additional mechanisms have modified it beyond recognition, from its simple legs and cylindrical body, it can still be distinguished that this is the orcs' homemade bipedal mecha.

Walking closer and observing carefully, Zhang Ge discovered that in order to make this machine originally driven by fart spirits large enough to accommodate human drivers, its cockpit had been obviously cut off at the top and artificially raised a bit, and its feet had also been replaced with more powerful mechanical mechanisms, making it look particularly sturdy.

Is it true that the Dihive is full of talented people? Usually, the orcs take human things and transform them into their own shapes, but this time it's the other way around. They're truly the Dihive gang, skilled at building maglev motorcycles.

Of course, whether this thing can still operate normally after hundreds of years is another matter.

With this thought in mind, when Zhang Ge's palm touched its surface, a low engine sound spread in the armory.

ps: There are suddenly a lot of tips, so I sent them. I didn’t have anything prepared today, so I’ll save them first and return them starting from tomorrow. It seems like the quilt owners are a little bit reluctant to give them to me.

Chapter 58: Called Driving Talent

It is hard to imagine that a seemingly crudely made thing can still function normally after a hundred years, and even its machine soul is preserved.

Listening to the engine sound that started as soon as he placed his hand on it, Zhang Ge took a half step back and scanned the various parts of the fuselage that were shaking and bumping against each other.

How did a human operator keep the machine from falling apart when it was shaking like this? Or maybe it was because it hadn't been touched for too long, so the machine spirit became particularly excited?

This is understandable. After all, he has been sleeping in the basement for so long. It is normal to be excited when he suddenly sees the hope of coming out into the light of day.

After putting the power sword back into the scabbard, Zhang Ge circled the activated killing can and found the stairs behind it to climb to the driver's seat.

After waiting for about dozens of seconds and seeing that it showed no signs of falling apart, Zhang Ge placed his hands on the stairs and climbed up to the top of its cylindrical main body step by step. There was a hatch similar to the hatch cover of a tank turret - perhaps it was pulled off from a tank - and after unscrewing it, there was the driver's seat.

Looking down from above, the lighting in the driver's seat was dim. Although the few small lights distributed everywhere were lighting up as much as possible, the limit was only to make the dim light turn into a dim yellow.

But there's nothing to complain about now, as I don't have much time left to get familiar with how to drive this thing.

I climbed onto the edge of the door and entered the cockpit, where I took my seat. My first impression was the cramped space, followed by the large number of sophisticated buttons that defied the simple exterior.

Zhang Ge tried it and found that his driving style was extremely anti-human. He actually used his feet to step on the brake and accelerator respectively, his knees to control the direction of his legs, and then used his hands to change gears and control the direction of his arms.

Moreover, the range of movement of this thing's limbs is very narrow. It's no problem to use it to shoot a large-scale killing weapon in a general direction, but forget about it if you want to fight in close combat.

To be honest, these are all within expectations. It's good enough that the modified green-skinned killing can can still be driven.

Just when Zhang Ge breathed a sigh of relief, as expected, an accident happened.

The trembling feeling in his waist gradually became clearer.

At first, when it wasn't very obvious, he thought it was some part that hit him and didn't pay attention to it. But now, isn't it Ascalon that's shaking?

What is this old man going to do?

Seeing it trembling more and more violently, Zhang Ge couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. He could only barely pull it out diagonally in the narrow space.

The plain sword body did not change this time, but there was a slight pulling force guiding Zhang Ge's wrist to help it change direction.

Until he pointed to the console covered with a bunch of buttons on the killing can.

"Stab it?"

Seeing that it no longer responded, Zhang Ge asked, but of course he got no response.

Okay, then I'll take that as your consent.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ge grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and then stabbed it hard.

There was no resistance as he had imagined...it was rather that he felt nothing the moment the tip of the sword touched the console.

I... grew taller?

This was Zhang Ge's first reaction after the darkness came in the blink of an eye.

But he soon realized that was not the case.

Zhang Ge raised his "hand" and looked at his arms, repeatedly confirming several times before finally coming to a conclusion:

He seems to have turned into this killing machine.

No, that's not quite accurate, because if you perceive it carefully, the body is still under control, it's just like breathing or blinking that can be easily overlooked.

After controlling his own hands and releasing the hilt of the sword, Zhang Ge broke free from the control over the killing can.

What is this? A transformation device?

A faint sense of absurdity arose in Zhang Ge's heart. Could he be the only healthy human who had experienced the operation of the Dreadnought Mecha?

After repeating the experience several times, Zhang Ge overturned his previous conclusion. He found that he did not seem to have directly entered the killing can himself, but rather empathized with the machine soul through Ascalon, and then controlled the machine soul to operate the body.

Because every time he was about to touch Ascalon, the soul of this killing can would become particularly excited, and every time he let go, he would feel particularly lost.

Although... it's also outrageous, it's not without precedent. The soul stone machinery of the Eldar is somewhat similar to this in some aspects.

Zhang Ge looked at Ascalon in front of him with a complicated expression.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have accepted that decapitation mission from the beginning. If I had just stayed in the trenches and waited for those Chaos Space Marines to come down, there wouldn't have been so many problems later.

Ugh.

At this point, we can only hope that this method of operation is less accurate, so let's test it.

Thinking of this, his hand gripped the hilt of the sword again.

So, in Amelia's eyes, not long after Zhang Ge got into the killing can, his clumsy movements became agile at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, it took the first step, and then placed the circular saw on its right arm vertically against the ground. After the teeth of the blade sank slightly into the ground, it slightly bent its feet and suddenly jumped up, just jumping to the angle and position of the vertical arm, and the circular saw on that arm steadily supported the entire body.

This was not the end. The wrist connected to the circular saw began to rotate. Since the saw blade was embedded in the ground and could not rotate, it was the body in mid-air that naturally began to rotate. The roaring huge piece of junk actually began to rotate steadily at a high speed.

After this continued for more than ten seconds, its supporting arm arched and suddenly bounced upward, allowing the fuselage to use the force again, do a backflip and land steadily.

Is this driving talent?

Amelia, who had never seen anyone else perform acrobatics in a mecha, sighed slightly, and Zhang Ge quickly got out of the cockpit.

He said to Amelia with a heavy heart:

"This thing really works."