Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 34 New Psyker

After walking to the place where a large number of deformed bodies gathered, the infantrymen who had been calm just now now had serious expressions and dared not breathe.

Before and after the counterattack, these extremely difficult to kill and amazingly destructive monsters left a terrifying impression on everyone.

But Grote's impression of this thing is that the thickness of the deformed body after being crushed to death by the gravity shield is higher than that of other crushed enemies.

"BOOM!" Grote stood behind the aberrations, making a sound to attract their attention.

The aberrants turned their heads numbly, and seemed to remember something when they saw Grote, and suddenly rushed towards him with violent roars.

"Come on, bastards." Grote gripped the gravity hammer tightly, and charged forward after jetting the backpack behind him to provide propulsion.

He knocked away the two deformed bodies, and swung the gravity hammer to sweep around.

The gravity hammer will not be blocked, and all deformed bodies within the sweeping range of the gravity hammer will be squeezed and swept aside by gravity, and then hit the wall and can no longer be buckled.

Grote then showed adept melee and control skills.

From time to time, he dodged and moved, and sometimes bumped into the deformed body with his shoulder.

And when he initiates a collision, the jetpack on his back will be controlled by him to provide thrust, allowing him to knock the deformed body into a stagger.

This seemingly simple action is actually not easy to complete, because the control of the jet pack is realized by detecting the action. If you cannot perform a forward jumping action in a shoulder collision, the jet pack will not provide propulsion.

Every deformed body hit by him will be out of balance, and then will be hit on the head by the gravity hammer, and the head will be directly pressed to the waist.

And when another aberration attacks, Grote will dexterously squat down, place his left hand on the enemy's waist, and shoot a shotgun laser.

When the dense ball of light penetrated the body, and the organs and blood of the whole body were instantly heated to boiling by heat energy, another deformed body collapsed.

Grote skillfully killed the mutants, only turning on the gravity shield at the most critical moment.

It wasn't until such close combat made him feel tired that he hung the gravity hammer on his back, and the weapons on his hands and the shoulder cannon fired at the same time, destroying all the deformed bodies within the range of fire coverage in an instant.

"It's over." Grote was satisfied, admiring the "masterpiece" he left here.

"You should see what's in there first." The officer stepped forward to remind him, pointing his arm at the room surrounded by distortion bodies.

"I'm sorry I forgot the business." Grote immediately walked to the room, took out the gravity hammer and hit the door.

The door was an iron door, a door often welded with broken copper and iron in the bottom nest, but such a door did not budge after Groat smashed it with a hammer.

"Hey?" Grote was stunned. He stepped back 20 meters and assumed a posture ready to charge.

The jetpack roared, providing propulsion that even allowed Groat to glide forward on the ground.

Then Grote ran with all his strength, and as he approached the room he slammed his shoulder into the iron door.

The moment the shoulder of the power armor touched the iron door, Grote felt resistance, and then he directly turned on the gravity shield to try to crush it with gravity.

Under the action of the gravity shield, the iron door was not shattered, but the wall was shattered.

Grote looked in astonishment at the iron door that stood within the range of the gravity shield, then walked around it and entered the room.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, with only one bed.

There is no terrible enemy in the room, just a comatose blonde woman.

The woman wore tattered and ill-fitting rebel uniforms, but she was human.

Because in the HUD of Groat's mask, the woman's body is outlined, and her head is compared with a normal human head, and then the outline shows: human.

"My lord. What the hell is going on here?" Grote felt as if he had seen the devil.

"I don't know who she is, but I think she should be sent to a safe place." The officer stepped forward and put his coat on the woman.

Grote agreed with the officer's opinion very much. He immediately took the woman out of the underground air-raid shelter on his shoulders, sent her to his transport plane, and ordered the transport plane to return to the 47th Regiment Fortress.

In order to ensure the absolute safety of the woman, Grote even called in a fire drone escort.

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"We don't know what happened to the lady, she was brought in unconscious."

"I don't want to interfere with your research, Legion Commander, but you really need to know about it."

In the corridor of the fortress, the soldiers stationed behind led the way, and Qin Mo silently followed him through the corridor.

The two ended up in a room on the top floor.

This room is a room with a better environment in the fortress, and it was used as housing for Lawn before.

Soldiers stood guard at the door.

Qin Mo pushed open the door and entered the room, and saw the woman sitting on the bed, and the officer in front of her asking about her situation.

The officer spoke softly, and even prepared a glass of relatively pure water for the woman.

"Legion Commander, she just woke up." After seeing Qin Mo, the officer immediately stood up and gave the eagle salute, then silently exited the room, and before leaving, he gave the woman a worried look.

Qin Mo stared at the officer in bewilderment until he left and closed the door.

There may be many reasons why these gangsters are respectful to a woman, but in Qin Mo's view, there is only one possibility now, that is, this woman is a psychic, and she is interfering with the consciousness of the people nearby to make them treat her kindly.

Qin Mo walked towards the woman and sat in front of her.

At this time, Qin Mo could feel that this woman was indeed a psychic, but she was not hostile, so although he had a dislike for psychic power in his heart, it was not as disgusting as when he was on the rebel camp.

"You are a psychic." Qin Mo said, "Civilians are very rare in the bottom nest. Are you a member of the bottom nest gang or a bounty hunter?"

"You can call me Vanessa." The woman answered irrelevantly.

Qin Mo suddenly felt dissatisfied.

Just when he was about to ask his question again, Vanessa suddenly smiled and said, "You have led an army that should have been annihilated to fight so far, well done...prisoner."

This sentence brought a strong mental shock to Qin Mo, which was only caused by the language itself rather than spiritual power.

After a brief silence, Qin Mo stretched out his hand to grab Vanessa's neck, and asked her in a deep voice, "Why do you know my identity? Answer me within three seconds, or I will burn you to charcoal."

"From...from..." Vanessa struggled to knock on Qin Mo's arm, "from the head of your guard named Grote..."

"It seems that I have to advance my plan to study the psychic shield." Not only did Qin Mo not let go of his hand, but he exerted more force, "Do you have any last words, psychic?"

(End of this chapter)