Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 142 If You Can Come Earlier
"You're welcome." Foros squatted down and looked at the girl. "What's your name?"

"Tessa." The girl replied.

Foros nodded: "Okay Tessa, we will try our best to keep those terrible monsters out, but you must take care of yourself and your sister, and don't fall behind."

"I see." Tessa nodded vigorously, a smile appeared on her little face that had recovered some blood.

After a short rest, everyone still had to move on.

The front and rear doors of the corridor have been blocked, but there is still a secret door on the wall. Foros opened the secret door with ease, leading everyone to continue to shuttle in another corridor.

The entire underground city is like a maze. After a few steps, you will come across a fork in the road, and there is no sign on the fork in the road, but Foros can always lead everyone to find the right way, and even go to search for it. All rooms that may have survivors.

In addition to having Foros as a guide, another good thing is that no plague zombies came to attack. They may have been isolated in the corridor.

"Captain Foros, you seem to be familiar with this place?" the guard walked up to Foros and asked.

"I lived in a similar city when I was a child." Foros looked around. "This kind of underground city is like a super large dormitory built underground. I suspect that a similar city was a large military camp facility a long, long time ago."

Hearing this, the guard looked around and felt that it was really like what Foros said.

Although the surrounding environment has been corroded by the years, and the walls in the corridor are covered with patches, it can indeed be seen that this is a structure like a military camp.

"There is an underground factory in the hive world of the Tyrone galaxy, which seems to be a factory for building giant war machines."

"And this place looks like a military camp..."

The imperial guard frowned and thought, feeling that these two places seemed to be related.

Soon the howls from the plague walking corpses interrupted the guard's contemplation, and more and more walking corpses poured out from all directions like a tide.

Although protected by eleven emperor angels and a guard, the civilians present were still trembling with fright. The girl named Tessa clenched her dagger tightly in fear, but the Astartes used The dagger was too heavy, and she couldn't maintain the raised posture at all, but this dagger did give her a sense of security.

"Keep moving forward, I'll stand here!" The imperial guard shouted to everyone, and rushed towards the direction opposite to the route of travel, which is also the direction with the most walking corpses.

Foros wanted to stop it, but in desperation he had to escort the civilians forward first. He and his subordinates opened fire on the walking corpses ahead to clear the way, and took the time to look back at the guards.

The imperial guards were already submerged by the tide of corpses, and there were even walking corpses drilled under the floor and in the ventilation ducts, but these walking corpses could not rush to the imperial guards, because they were crushed instantly after entering the range of the gravity shield.

On a normal battlefield, the enemy will not besiege the guards, but the walking dead have no fear.

"Come here all!" The guard raised his hands and shot the walking corpses in pieces, while his shoulder cannon quickly turned and fired a guard beam to evaporate the mucus sprayed out by some walking corpses.

Finally, the guard smashed through the wall, attracting the walking corpse to another route.

Foros turned his head and continued to focus on the battle, leading his subordinates to fight a bloody road and continue to move forward, while searching the nearby rooms as before.

……

The entire rescue operation lasted four days and four nights.

The legs, feet and physical strength of civilians are not comparable to Astartes, so Foros led his subordinates to clear out a safe area and let them all stay behind, while he continued to advance and search in the underground city, but he never encountered any more Many civilians.

Until two o'clock in the morning on the fifth day, Foros, who still had nothing to see, saw the person he wanted to see most now——the guard who held back a large number of walking corpses for everyone.

The imperial guard walked over from the opposite corridor. There was no blood on his body, but the shotgun laser weapons in his hands were deformed due to the continuous firing.

"There are no living people here anymore." The guard walked past Foros and closed the gravity shield at the same time.

"I think we should..."

"I have battle videos of me searching every area of ​​the city these days. Please check to see if what I said is true."

The guard played the battle videos of these days and took off the mask and handed it to Foros, indicating that he could check whether what he said was true.

Foros believed in the Janissaries, he just had a hard time accepting it.

There are at least billions of people in the current world, but the number of people rescued by him is less than one in ten million.

Foros felt powerless, like the powerless feeling he felt decades ago when he watched his flagship be destroyed by the Minotaur.

"You are an angel, not a god." The guard patted Foros on the shoulder to comfort him, "At least you saved more than 200 people, and these 200 people will tell the story of the emperor's angel descending from the sky to save everyone to future generations."

Hearing this, Foros was silent for a while before responding: "The emperor's angel descended from the sky and saved more than 200 people on a planet with billions of people. Is this an honor or a shame?"

"Is it possible that you didn't come to save billions of people, but saved the only two hundred people in a world where the plague was raging and there was no way to ask for help?" the guard said and quickened his pace.

Foros also quickened his pace, and the two returned to Astartes and the civilians together.

It is too easy for ten well-supplied Astartes to protect a group of civilians. In the past few days, the civilians can only hear the sound of gunshots and howling, but they cannot see the walking dead in front of them.

When Foros hurried back, people were imagining life after safety.

Tessa and her sister were embraced by a very kind Anglican priestess.

"We might go to the surrounding galaxies and continue to survive."

"But no matter what, I can't watch you sisters living on the streets. From today onwards, I have two people to take care of. May the Emperor bless us."

Sister Tessa seemed to know the priestess, and the other commoners treated the priestess very well. It could be seen that she was very prestigious and had done a lot of good things for these commoners.

"You are probably going to Tailong, hurry up and pack up your things and take your family and leave this ghost place." The imperial guard went to the crowd and urged them, "It must be the God Emperor who blessed you, so you have a chance Bask in the mercy and bounty of the Lord of Talon. Hurry up, lads."

People happily packed up their things and brought their families, left the underground city under the escort of Astartes and the guards, and returned to the surface of the planet.

After the guards called the transport planes, the warships docked in orbit after completing the reconnaissance mission immediately dispatched ten transport planes.

These transport planes passed through the atmosphere and came to the sky above where the people were, and gradually landed under the hopeful and joyful eyes of the civilians.

"My lord... this is your..."

Foros heard someone talking to him, he looked in the direction of the sound, and found that Tessa was holding the dagger in both hands and wanted to return the weapon.

"Thank you for keeping it." Foros knelt down and took the dagger that gave the girl a sense of security with both hands, then got up and thanked the female priest: "Thank you for taking care of them, thank you very much."

"It is we who should thank you for your help." The female pastor saluted the sky eagle, "I am not a very rich person, but I will make sure to give them everything I can."

"Thank you." Foros returned the salute.

The transport plane landed on the ground.

Everyone entered the cabin after the hatch was opened. Soldiers in power armor with laser rifles were patrolling the cabin. A white drone began to scan everyone's body one by one to confirm that they were not infected by the plague.

Foros watched Tessa nervously as the drone stopped in front of her and released a green scanning beam.

If it is detected that there is a plague in the girl's body... Foros can't imagine the consequences.

But luckily the drone flew right in front of Tessa and her sister to scan the next person.

Seeing this, Foros was relieved, but in a blink of an eye, the drone stopped beside the female priest and sounded an alarm.

Immediately the soldiers ran up to the priestess and motioned her to a metal compartment in the corner of the cabin.

"The plague is not untreatable, but you still have to stay there, sorry." A soldier said.

The pastor reacted from his bewilderment, nodded flatly, stroked Sister Tessa with a gesture of blessing, and then calmly walked towards the cubicle.

The imperial guard looked helplessly at Foros: "Maybe the governor will research a more powerful medicine."

"If..." Foros gritted his teeth, "If you don't need to worry about the hidden dangers of war that shouldn't exist, if those bastards who seem to be heretics can get out early, then our fleet won't have to come in a galaxy. The enemy is ready, we can get here sooner."

The imperial guards were silent and didn't know what to say. Before the governor was appointed as the governor today, the entire Tyrone fleet had to prepare for a pessimistic but safe strategy, and they could only do their best to defend Tyrone.

"Send me to another world in this galaxy," Foros said over the comm channel.

This sentence was passed to the captain, and the captain responded immediately: "We don't need to go, because the second world in this galaxy has been destroyed."

Hearing this, Foros immediately walked to the porthole of the engine room.

The transport plane has already flown out of the atmosphere and is getting closer and closer to the cruiser. At this time, another world orbiting the stars can also be seen.

The world is already green.

"The order I received was to go to the next galaxy, and someone else will clean up this big cesspit," the captain said.

(End of this chapter)