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

Zhang Ge carefully confirmed that he was not mistaken. This was not some power armor disguised as plate armor, but just a simple iron shell.

However, there were more reasons for Zhang Ge's illusion. The most important thing was that this man was too tall compared to ordinary people. He looked about two meters tall, but at the same time he was not skinny. The muscle contours outlined by the mail armor exposed from under the plate armor were very obvious.

He opened his visor, revealing his rather handsome face, and said:

"You, are you going to go out of the city?"

Outside the city? Outside the church? Why describe it like that? Zhang Ge spoke the common language haltingly, but he still nodded and replied:

"Yes."

"Take me, I'm seeking an honorable death, I'm strong."

To be honest, Zhang Ge originally wanted to refuse, after all, one more person means more strength, but his outfit was too tempting.

Not only was the plate armor shining as if it had just been polished, it was also decorated with extremely conspicuous feathers, gold ornaments and emblems everywhere. If Zhang Ge brought him with him, he couldn't imagine how conspicuous he would be.

And more importantly, he is the same type of stand-in as Zhang Ge. If he wants to do something extremely risky, Zhang Ge can find an opportunity to hang behind him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ge nodded and said, "The benefits are obviously greater than the insignificant cost of adding one more person."

"No problem, follow me."

However, he did not immediately follow, but after a very solemn and incomprehensible salute, he said:

"Wandering Knight Isis, from Rydia, in you I see mine, death."

Zhang Ge was speechless. Although nine out of ten strangely dressed and riddle-solving people in literary works have extremely strong combat capabilities, this is not a storybook. Generally, those who can do this are either crazy or liars. If they were really that strong, someone would have extended an olive branch to them long ago. How could he wait to meet them on the street?

But since he is like this, why not obey him?

Zhang Ge responded:

"Really? I hope your wish comes true."

The three of them got in the car. Zhang Ge patted the steering wheel which he had not seen for a long time, drove the vehicle out of the vehicle depot, and merged into the middle of the guard's traffic. The convoy started slowly, passed the crowds of people and tents on both sides, and entered the outer church through the gate.

Here, the flowers and cheers from before have dissipated, and a large number of cold ceramic steel fortifications fill the originally empty space layer by layer. Armed priests and bishops lead believers armed with various weapons to form lines of defense. Even automatic turrets are raised among the ornate carvings on the dome.

When they arrived at the exit, the convoy paused for a moment, and after registering and identifying friendly forces, they slowly drove out of the last area that could be protected by the church's bricks and stones.

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Chapter 72: A 2,000-pound strongman comes to attack

When Zhang Ge's vehicle drove out of the exit, he saw some low shelters made of sandbags or quick-drying materials outside. Although they did not seem to meet the protection standards, when he came to the side of the defense line, Zhang Ge understood why it was built like this.

In those shelters that could not accommodate normal adults, there were some children who looked no more than ten years old, squatting or lying. They didn't even have any protective equipment, and they only held laser rifles.

Judging from the unwavering expressions on their faces, it is not difficult to guess that these people are orphans or abandoned children specially adopted by the state religion. They are extremely loyal to the state religion, and their worldview has basically been shaped into what the bishops want.

Nominally serving as reserve priests and nuns, these orphans actually received even stronger military training than most ordinary civilians, and were sufficiently gullible on this basis. They truly believed that the world after death due to their loyalty was much better than life, and would not easily succumb to chaos.

Although their physical fitness is a little worse, the lasers shot from their guns are just as capable of killing people as the lasers in the hands of the Astra Militarum. More importantly, these people are pure enough. Even if they all die on the battlefield, their bodies can serve as a simple isolation zone to prevent the further spread of the power of the subspace.

After crossing the outer defense line, the convoy slowly drove into the streets. The spires that were once filled with noise and conspiracy were now left with only empty doors and windows. These building areas were basically abandoned, and no troops attempted to establish a defense line in the building complex.

The reason is simple. When the enemy has deployed a large number of Chaos Space Marines, any attempt to throw mortals into a narrow space to fight for them is just suicide. Even naked Space Marines without any equipment can easily massacre everyone in the room before the mortals can effectively resist.

As for traps, they are meaningless. Before their transformation, the Space Marines were the best among the hundreds of billions of people on the entire planet. The ambushes that ordinary people could imagine were nothing more than children's play to them.

Therefore, the defense line can only be deployed in relatively open areas where the advantages of numbers and heavy firepower can be brought into play. If one place collapses, it is necessary to quickly evacuate to the next one.

As time passed, the convoy was getting closer and closer to the shelling sounds from the front defense zone. The noise was continuous, and the thick armor and bulkheads of each vehicle also largely blocked out the information that the human body could obtain.

However, there is no need to worry about this, because in most cases, the vehicle-mounted detection system is much more efficient than the soldiers' own search.

However, today was an exception to the vast majority of situations, and a gun barrel emerged from the shadow of a nearby building.

This convoy didn't even have scouts stationed outside, leaving their safety entirely in the hands of those machines? It was truly ridiculous.

How can a mere machine compare to a well-trained body and skills?

He thought so as he waited for the perfect moment to launch the attack. He originally thought that someone who could drive a Titan would be a good opponent, and that he could use his flesh and blood and soul to please the true God, but he didn't expect that he was just a lucky man, and he just pulled the trigger again out of boredom.

Yes, in addition to blocking the Titan's path to the top of the tower, there is another possible way to stop the Titan's actions - send someone to kill the person who can summon the Titan.

He carefully identified the sounds of different vehicles rolling over the ground until he realized that the target vehicle was about to pass by his ambush window.

But what awaited him was not a defenseless lamb to be slaughtered, but a heavy bolter pointed at him.

Well, is there any expert?

This anomaly surprised him for a moment, and he had to pull the trigger in advance. However, at this moment, the grenade launcher in his hand fired a fraction later than the heavy bomb below.

The bullet fired from his grenade launcher still accurately hit Zhang Ge's head, but because it was fired in advance, the angle was not enough. Although the drill steel bullet that was shot in at an angle penetrated most of the glass, it was stuck in the last layer of bulletproof interlayer.

As heavy gunfire rang out above the vehicle and the glass on the driver's side suddenly cracked and exploded, the three people in the car suddenly became aware of the attacker's presence.

above.

Although the heavy grenade launcher aimed at the attacker without any operation, and roared with precise bombs to suppress the window, the attacker's movements were too fast, even faster than the speed of the gun mechanism.

Only the first heavy bomb hit his chest, penetrating slightly into his thick breastplate and leaving a black crater after the explosion. But when the second bomb hit, he had already thrown away his grenade launcher and used his arm armor to protect himself. The movement was so fast that only an afterimage was left in the eyes of ordinary people.

The heavy bolter's firing rate was several hundred rounds per minute, but it was still too slow, with the interval between each bullet being close to 0.1 seconds.

For ordinary people, the refresh rate of the eyeball is 40 milliseconds. That is to say, if the speed is fast enough to exceed the refresh rate, it will cause the phenomenon of persistence of vision, also known as afterimage.

This means that the attacker's movements were even twice as fast as the interval between gunshots.

While drawing the chainsword from his waist, he moved his arm slightly according to the fixed intervals between each gunshot, allowing the circular arcs above and below the arm armor to accurately deflect the heavy bombs that should have been enough to threaten the power armor.

Sparks kept flying on the arm armor, and the bombs that deviated from their trajectory either passed over his side or scratched the thick breastplate, triggering explosions around him again and again in vain, causing fire and smoke to suddenly splash and swirl in the shock wave, but they still failed to hurt him at all.

This is a Chaos Space Marine.

His inaction wasn't due to the bolter holding him back.

But enjoying this feeling.

He enjoyed walking on the edge of a knife alongside death, and dancing with extraordinary precision. This intoxicating feeling even made him willing to pause for a moment to allow his performance to be noticed by people other than himself, even if they were his enemies.

However, the mission still constrained him, causing him to quickly end this brief enjoyment. The next moment, he exerted force and jumped out of the window, smashing into the car body at such a speed that only the remains could be seen.

At this moment, the three of them even... no, two of them only had time to point their weapons in the direction of the Chaos Space Marines.

Another person's arm had already opened the car door while the enemy was still at the window. When the Chaos Space Marine came to mid-air, he kicked directly at the door that was opened to the maximum angle.

It was Isis sitting in the back seat.

The connection between the door and the car body, which should have been tightly fitted, "happened" to be extra loose when kicked, causing the entire door to break as the connection flew out, whistling and hitting the enemy with the sound of wind.

ps: I'm writing, I'm writing. To be honest, my perfect attendance every day has already surpassed many hedgehog cat writers. How can you always say that I'm short? Wow.

Chapter 73: Several Enemies

The flying car door smashed into the Chaos Space Marine in mid-air at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, Isis jumped up with sword and shield in hand, and the armor plates on his body knocked against each other with a sound as he moved further.

With the force of his legs pushing off the car and jumping out, the whole car body even trembled. The body wearing shining plate armor was so fast that it made a whistling sound. The feathers on the armor were pulled backwards by the backward wind. Even the car door that was kicked out first was being caught up by him at a high speed.

But even so, there are still people who are faster than him.

Isis had not arrived yet, and just before the car door was about to touch the other party, the Chaos Space Marine suddenly kicked out, and the sole of the power armor touched the front of the door. There was a loud noise like a cannonball hitting the ground, and a huge dent was kicked directly into the door body reinforced by armored ceramic steel. The car door, which was originally flying at a very fast speed, tore through the air and flew back even faster.

This speed and power are amazing.

Beneath the visor, Isis' pupils shrank slightly.

As the thought just flashed through his mind, his body also reacted at the same time. He swung the long sword in his hand, barely keeping up with the terrifying speed before the car door hit him. The seemingly ordinary long sword was extremely sharp and easily cut into the car door, which was already fragile after two impacts.

But just as it started to cut in, the sword tip that was supposed to split the door in two was forced to stop.

Through the gap that had been cut, Isis saw where the resistance came from, which was like hitting a solid metal wall and causing the slash to suddenly stop.

It's the chainsword.

To be precise, it is the gap between the protective shell that protects the chainsaw sword blade and the saw blade.

At the moment the car door was kicked back, the Chaos Space Marine's extremely high initial velocity and weight prevented it from stagnating under the reaction force. Although its speed slowed down a bit, its castration remained.

When Isis just started to swing the sword, he even deflected a heavy bomb with one side, and there was still room to press the stop button of the chainsaw sword with the other side to stop the saw blade from spinning.

Only after doing all this did the Chaos Space Marine swung the chainsaw sword in his hand and accurately inserted the tip of Isis's sword into the gap, where it was stuck tightly.

Whether the activated saw blade crushes the longsword, or the single-molecule saw blade comes into contact with the sword and cuts it open, it will affect the Chaos Space Marine's next plan.

For him, who had just seen Isis's muscular body under the armor through the eyepiece of the power armor helmet, Isis's sword should have pierced somewhere else.

Of course, the Chaos Space Marine opposite him had no idea of ​​his plans, and had no time to think about those unnecessary issues.

Isis only felt that after her sword was stuck in the gap, before she could even make any response, a strong torque was transmitted from the front of the sword.

At this moment, the overly tough sword had the opposite effect. Although the tip of the sword was strong enough to withstand the enemy's huge force twisting to the side, Isis's wrist was not able to do so.

Although being disarmed in battle was undoubtedly a great humiliation for a knight, continuing to hold the hilt would only cause his wrist to be broken. Thinking of this, Isis let go of the hilt before the hand bones sent a signal that they could not bear the weight.

However, this is not a message of giving up resistance, but an opportunity to attack again.

For Isis, even if she let go of her long sword, her fully armored fist alone was enough to be used as a short-handled war hammer.

As the sword flew out of her hand, the distance between the two sides continued to close rapidly, and Isis swung her fist fiercely at the Chaos Space Marine's head.

However, before he could feel the fist hitting the ground, a hand covered in power armor had already landed on his shoulder and easily threw it away, smashing it to the ground.

Lost?

No, it’s not a loss, but this was not a battle from the beginning, it was just a one-sided abuse.

This feeling of oppression...even powerlessness, has never happened since he was a teenager and defeated dozens of challengers one after another on his own to become the undisputed champion knight of his home planet.

I didn't expect to meet such a strong man as soon as I came here. It's worth it even if I die.

However, having said that, Isis was not the only one present. He had used his mortal body to hold back the Chaos Space Marines for several rounds, and during these few rounds, many things happened.

For example, the muzzle of the heavy bolter was slightly adjusted, and the bolt flew out a little later than normal, just when the enemy reached out to pinch Isis's shoulder.

The Space Marine was not unaware of the slightly unusual explosive round, but what if he was hit by another one? It was just one round, and even a direct hit on the helmet wouldn't be fatal. What was wrong with using it to buy back a concubine?

What's more, if we come all the way here but can't even taste the pain, wouldn't it be a wasted trip?

This mentality continued until he saw sparks flying from the shield that Isis held in front of her chest, which was ready for defense at any time. His combat instinct made him try his best to pull back his arm to block the bomb.

His intuition was correct. The shield formed an oblique angle with the muzzle of the heavy bolter. The heavy bolter hit the oblique surface formed by the shield with the side of the bullet head, causing itself to bounce out and hit the front of his helmet - the most vulnerable eyepiece.

But it was too late. Although he was fast, he was still not faster than the bomb that was close at hand.

The explosive bomb undoubtedly penetrated the eyepiece, and the broken lens and the drill steel bullet pierced the head wrapped in the Chaos Space Marine's helmet. The explosive bomb, which was strong enough to tear through light armor, first shattered his hard skull, then plunged into the brain tissue and exploded violently.

The shrapnel, shock wave, and high heat crushed most of his head.

Even at this point, he was not completely dead, and his limbs were twitching as if he was trying to complete the unfinished task, but his body was no longer strong enough to block the subsequent attacks.

The roar of the vehicle-mounted heavy bolter continued to echo through the streets, only coming to a halt when the Chaos Space Marine's upper body was completely ripped apart.

Zhang Ge, who was sitting in the car, witnessed the whole process. Although his body movements could not keep up with the processing speed of his vision and brain, he was still able to see the movements of the two people clearly.

However, in just a short moment, his mood changed from joy to regret, and then to anger at the other party for not fighting back.

You can fight the Space Marines for several rounds with that B-grade plate armor. Why don't you just climb over the wall and fight a random demon in a one-on-one fight? Why are you torturing me?

He glanced at Dominica next to him again. It was obvious that the heavy bolter was not controlled by her, so there was only one answer.

Jihun, something went wrong when Yolanda was giving you maintenance, how come you are so reliable at the critical moment?

Even though his back teeth were about to break, Zhang Ge could only smile and gently touched the steering wheel, thanking him:

"Praise the Machine Spirit."

And at this moment, the machine soul that had been reliable just now seemed to have some problems again. Before Zhang Ge wanted to ask the car to stop, it broke down with a short sharp sound.

P.S.: This kind of battle details is extremely difficult to write, if you think there are any flaws I can only say that I have tried my best *die* resurrect* grab your pants and beg for food*

Chapter 74: I'm sweating profusely, brother

After the battle was over, the vehicles in the convoy just had time to stop.

It's not that there is no information feedback. Although these armored vehicles are not equipped with very complex electronic systems, the most basic on-board auspicious devices and sound filtering systems are still installed.