Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 19 The Complex Militia

"For our Cato!"

The man controls the logging gun to shoot at the place where the rebels are the most. From time to time, two live ammunition or lasers will be shot on the car, but he is fearless.

In the frantic shooting, a small building full of rebels was collapsed, and all the rebels inside were buried alive.

"Is this thing for air defense?" Gray said, pointing to the stump gun.

"It seems so, but he should have modified this thing." Grote nodded in approval.

Qin Mo walked up to the man and gave him an order: "You go to other places immediately, you and your machine gun are more needed in street fighting."

"I came here and you are responsible for defending this place?" The man glanced at Qin Mo, unmoved.

Qin Mo didn't explain, turned around and shot a ball of light with his shoulder cannon.

The ball of light exploded above the heads of the rebels in front, and a huge beam of light swept to the ground to clear all the rebels within the killing range.

"Good understanding." The man stopped shooting immediately, jumped out of the car, took his wife and children and rushed to other places.

Qin Mo turned around and looked at Gray: "You and others are scattered around the city, and I will defend here alone."

Gray nodded, using the jetpack to jump to the distance.

Others in power armor also jumped to various places, scattered in the city.

……

After landing on the top of a tall building, Gray's eyes scanned the surrounding area.

In this block, the rebels are engaged in a tug-of-war with the militia. There is not much difference between the weapons and equipment of the two sides. Some of the militia not only wear power armor but also hold strangely shaped weapons. The beams released by this weapon can instantly pierce the rebel tanks.

After ignoring the friendly troops who were not in a critical situation, Gray began to focus on observing the rebels, and found that he was on the side of the rebels. In the building under his feet, there was a heavy weapon position set up by the rebels. This position was suppressing the militiamen who wanted to seize the entire block.

"Death." Gray turned on the gravity shield.

The gravity shield immediately crushed the floor under his feet, causing Gray to fall directly to the ground at the bottom.

The rebels on the first floor who were concentrating on manipulating heavy weapons were taken aback, and nervously looked at the unexpected visitor in power armor.

Gray raised his right hand, and the tiny ball of light shot out densely like a torrential rain towards the rebels in the room. When his right hand turned around, the rebels on the entire floor were wiped out.

Gray calmly walked towards the undamaged heavy weapons, and used the gravity shield to crush them all into pieces of iron.

At this time, a shell suddenly exploded outside the building, and a huge amount of shrapnel poured in from the window.

Gray raised his head and looked in the direction of the artillery shells. The picture in the center of his field of vision was enlarged and penetrated the walls directly in front of him, showing the enemy manipulating heavy artillery in a building 700 meters away.

Gray silently adjusted the shoulder cannon to cannon mode and fired.

The light beam penetrated through the building and then through all the walls along the route, smashing the heavy artillery 700 meters away together with the operator.

After the heavy artillery was destroyed, a tank roared out from around the corner, with a beautiful woman holding a gun spray-painted on the left side of the tank.

"Aw-yeah!"

"Thank you brother!"

A man with a red cockscomb head drilled out of the tank turret, shouted thanks and was scared back by the shell that exploded not far away.

Behind the tank followed a large number of strangely dressed men and women. The common symbol of these people is that they all have red cockscomb heads.

"Scarlet Cockscomb?" Gray was surprised. "I thought the Bottom Nest gang would have joined the rebels long ago."

"Don't fucking push!" The man in the tank came out again, holding a communicator and shouting to the others: "The church is about to fall! The church is about to fall! The church is about to fall!"

"What did you say? How could the church fall? Isn't that the rear area?"

"Return to the church!"

"Hurry up and come back!"

The tank immediately turned the corner on the street, while the man with the cockscomb head ran straight back.

Seeing this group of people appearing and evacuating suddenly, Gray's mood did not fluctuate. He did not trust the gangs in Bottom Nest at all. In his opinion, it would be better to clean up the entire block by himself than to let gang members meddle.

Gray rushed out of the building and marched on the road, shooting at the rebels while advancing through the rebel artillery. The shotgun laser in the hand cleared the infantry, and the shoulder cannon was used to blow up buildings or rebel armor.

The incoming live ammunition was intercepted by the gravity shield, and the incoming light beam was absorbed into the energy engine of the power armor, converted into energy in the weapon and shot at the rebels.

After walking to the end of the street and clearing out the enemies, Gray suddenly recalled what Qin Mo had said.

"After I have completed the masterpiece I am proud of and let you see it, you will feel how fragile and inefficient these weapons and equipment are on you now."

Now that I think about it this way, it is true that if the previous power armor is definitely not so powerful, the energy plating will be overloaded, and then it will be shot into a sieve by the energy weapons of the rebels.

"The next block." Gray looked forward firmly, stepping over the charred corpse of the enemy, "You still have 10 minutes to live, ants."

……

The addition of Gray and others turned the tug-of-war into a battle of annihilation.

The rebels in every block of the city were emptied in pieces. They didn't have to grind meat in street fighting, they just had to stay in the building and wait to be blown to pieces together with the building.

For the militiamen, there are many advantages to fighting with soldiers wearing powerful power armor. Those buildings occupied by the enemy no longer need to carry explosives to blow them up. Just shout and remind the people wearing power armor amidst the sound of gunfire, and then the buildings will be completely blown to pieces.

There are also disadvantages.

That is, the warriors wearing power armor are not Cato people at all. They don't care that this city is the home of the Cato people. They will not hesitate to blow up a building that has existed for thousands of years. The reason may be that they are too lazy to go into the building to clean up the enemy.

Gray, who has been fighting alone, has been fighting to the edge of the city, and then meets Grote, who has also hit the edge of the city, and others.

The militias in the city also converge on the edge of the city.

The rebels who were beaten out of the city fled in a panic, throwing away their weapons and carapaces as they fled.

But these lucky few did not run very far, and were overtaken by the surging sea of ​​flames behind them and burned to ashes.

"Are there any living enemies in other places?" Qin Mo slowly floated down from the sky, the double-headed eagle scepter in his hand was covered with blood.

Behind him, [-] soldiers and militiamen who came running wildly gathered together, and all the people who participated in the battle in the whole city were here.

"Thank you for coming to the rescue." The officer stepped forward and knelt on one knee before the double-headed eagle scepter, "Praise the emperor! Praise the emperor's envoys!"

The soldiers also knelt before the double-headed eagle scepter.

Other civilians, gang members and bounty hunters also knelt down, but instead of facing the double-headed eagle on the scepter, they faced Qin Mo.

Everyone who has stood firm in the city until now understands that if there is no sudden reinforcements, everyone will continue to grind their meat in the street fighting. Even if they pay huge sacrifices, they may not be able to keep the city.

Qin Mo glanced at everyone present, thinking that the composition of this group of militiamen was strangely complicated.

Civilians, gangs, bounty hunters...

"With all due respect." A bounty hunter raised his head suddenly, "It would be better if you didn't turn half of the city into ruins... But of course, we still thank you."

"You have to understand that this is a war." Qin Mo turned around and walked towards the center of the city, "When the war is over, I will build a new city here that will make the people of Shangchao jealous. The city named Xinkato will be your reward for fighting the rebels."

(End of this chapter)