Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 58
By the time Karl arrived at the main passage battlefield, the tunneling machines of the coalition gangs had completely laid down.

Behind the giant excavation shovel covered with bullet marks and laser burn marks, the body of the excavator is burning in flames.

The 30mm machine gun ammunition that exploded from time to time completely blocked the way of the gang coalition forces.

After all, there is an obvious morale gap between the gang coalition forces and the crusaders.

One is to defend at all costs, and the other is to attack with opportunism.

The crusaders can charge towards the tunneling machine without fear of death, but the coalition forces of the gangs cannot continue to attack at the risk of being accidentally injured by explosive ammunition.

And with Karl's arrival, the entire crusader side became even more excited.

After all, in the eyes of these crusaders, he is the only spokesperson appointed by the emperor.

Looking at the excited crusaders, he was a little relieved.

After all, with the simple weapon in his hand, he could firmly block the gang members who had been licking blood at the tip of their knives.

It can be said that the Crusaders' performance has exceeded his original expectations.

But in fact, Karl could have guarded the main passage directly from the beginning.

In fact, it's not hard to guess. After all, this is the only channel suitable for vehicles to attack. Unless the coalition forces of the gang plan to engage in a "hand-to-hand combat", the opponent will definitely choose to attack the channel where Karl is currently located.

But Karl also has his own considerations here.

If an army does not experience a few battles against the wind, it is difficult to grow through ordinary training.

If Karl is bang bang bang, he will directly take over the combat mission of the crusaders.

In the short term, this can indeed reduce the battle damage of the crusaders, but if one day he is held back by other things and cannot be separated, then it will be difficult for the crusaders who need to face difficulties alone to support themselves.

It is impossible for him to protect the Crusaders for the rest of his life. On the day when the Chaos army really descends, the Crusaders can only rely on themselves.

But he will not let these soldiers sacrifice so meaninglessly.

With Karl's greeting, several missionaries moved out the medical machine servants that had been prepared.

This "gift" from the first Emperor's Gift finally found its place to play a role.

At the same time, several missionaries, pushing a small cart with medical machine servants, came slowly from a distance.

The "big gift package" prepared by Karl for the gang coalition forces also popped up a reminder that the preparation was complete.

As Carl lightly pressed the start switch, several instructions were immediately sent to a large number of mechanical devices around the "Black Rat Village".

Amidst the rumble of metal friction, the metal gate of the main passage slowly fell.

And the moment the metal gate fell, a huge stream of water shot out from the pipeline that had been preset.

In an instant, a half-meter-high wall of water that was still growing constantly rushed towards the unsuspecting coalition soldiers.

This group of gangs and gangs who are usually a group of robbers and bandits have never seen such a posture.

In just a split second, the entire coalition of gangs that had been organized with great difficulty completely collapsed.

But this is far from the end of the gang alliance's nightmare.

In the chaos, a large number of gangs and coalition forces pushed each other, and some even pointed their guns at their teammates a second before in order to escape.

At this moment, as if a fig leaf had been ripped off, the nature of gangs and bandits was fully exposed.

But soon, this group of gang coalition forces discovered that running away was useless.

On the opposite side of their escape route, an even higher wall of water is now engulfing the coalition troops on the other side, and rushing towards the gang coalition forces that are running wildly.

Soon, when the two thick walls of water merged completely, the entire coalition gang was completely wiped out.

In the smelly sewage, a large number of gangs and coalition forces are struggling desperately.

At this moment, the equipment on them had long been thrown to the bottom of the water.

After all, with these "burdens", it is impossible to float in the sewage.

If you want to survive, you must make choices.

But even so, feeling the rising water level.

Seeing the "ceiling" getting closer and closer above their heads, all the coalition forces were dumbfounded.

In the pitch-black passage, at this moment, there is only foul-smelling sewage and oxygen that is gradually becoming scarce.

Listening to the sound of rumbling water outside the metal gate, Karl knew that this group of ignorant coalition forces had received their due punishment.

(Let’s leave the finishing work to Redbeard, but we really should have a good talk with Redbeard afterwards.)
After a button destroys the gang's coalition forces, Carl temporarily turns his attention back to The Wounded.

Looking at the crusaders, under the command of the missionaries, they began to carry the wounded one by one to the medical machine servant for needles one by one.

Carlton felt that the extra money he spent on buying the "Emperor's Foot Wash" was worth the power of hope.

But it was slightly different from his impression.

The medical servants can't heal the disabled soldiers with missing arms and legs, at most they can only help them hang their breath.

And those crusaders who were headshot, Karl has nothing to do.

He's not a god, at least not yet.

War is not a child's play, and even Karl cannot guarantee that there will be no accidents every time.

However, although the soldier whose head was directly smashed could not be saved, Karl still had other arrangements for the remaining "disabled" soldiers.

He firmly believed that as long as his Wind of Recovery reached level 2, it would be no problem to restore these disabled soldiers to their original state by the way.

As for now, let's just make do with mechanical limbs.

(Maybe I am addicted to using it, and I still don’t want to change back.)
There are exceptions to everything.

Looking at the Draco in front of him, whose entire lower body has been amputated by the medical machine servant.

Carl is ready to try a whole new way of playing.

"Maybe this child can be dragged into a small freezer?"

Yes, in Drake's case, it is basically impossible to get a prosthetic without major surgery.

The nerves in the lower half of the spine have been removed incidentally to save his life.

It can be said that if Drake's manpower is not reduced to about 60%, it is basically impossible to restore Drake's combat effectiveness.

Moreover, even if the medical machine servant has this medical skill, there is still a lack of suitable operating environment in the dirty bottom nest.

Had the surgery been forced, Draco would have presumably died of postoperative infection.

Therefore, the best way to deal with it now is to build a large coffin for Drake to keep fresh in it.

Of course, this is not the stagnant position of Guilliman, but a scaled-down version of the cockpit of the Dreadnought.

In these in-cockpit life support devices, the occupant can be kept on the verge of death.

And the Dreadnought is, as it sounds, a fighting machine.

Loyal soldiers can continue to destroy the Emperor's enemies inside the Dreadnought.

So after carefully estimating the extra parts he had obtained from Taobao in the underground black market, a set of small fearless mechs specially customized for Draka was gradually designed in Carl's mind.

And unlike the usual Dreadnoughts, Drake doesn't need to fall asleep.

After all, Drake has been snatched back by the medical machine servant, Death.

What Drake needs now is not a survival pod, but a heavy armor.

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(End of this chapter)