Chapter 415: Imperial Knight

He should be modest, strong-armed, brave, loyal to his clan, and follow great causes.

He should treat people with courtesy, expel cowardice, not insult his own people, serve the Emperor, and defend the Empire.

Knights should be self-disciplined like this.

——"A Knight's Duty"

Mallory Cadmus, M31

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There is more to science than just metaphysics.

The end of science can still be feudalism.

The Iron Girdle, Orestes.

Now, Zofia is deeply aware of this sentence.

Zofia didn't know much about the Warhammer 40K universe in the past. All her impressions of this reincarnation world came from that man. His knowledge was rich and all-encompassing, and his weapons were terrifyingly powerful. It seemed that the Warhammer 40K universe must be a science fiction universe with extremely advanced technology to give birth to such powerful and dangerous biochemically modified warriors.

Zofia dropped out of school very early. Her grades in high school history were average. In her understanding, the more advanced a civilization's technological level is, the more advanced its corresponding political system should be. Although she lives in a capitalist country, she has more or less learned some theoretical knowledge about productivity and production relations, economic base and superstructure.

However, what she didn't expect was.

The human empire in the Warhammer 40K universe has such an advanced level of technology, but at the same time, there is still such a backward political system as the feudal world.

But she didn't have time to complain at the moment.

In the third hour of her arrival in this universe.

The battle broke out.

"boom--"

Fierce explosions echoed from beyond the stone walls, making it impossible to tell where in the city the sound came from. Zofia heard the sound of small arms fire, the crash of shells, and the screams of soldiers in their death throes.

"Ahhhh!"

"What's going on? Why did the fight start?"

The same batch of reincarnations that descended were all in this dilapidated warehouse. Zofia saw many newcomers, both men and women, old people and children. Faced with the sudden fierce battle, some people held their heads and shouted, while others fled in panic.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

The shelling continues.

Apart from this group of players, there was only a pile of charred, collapsed rubble and bricks in the warehouse. Vibrations spread across the ground, the buildings trembled, and dust continued to fall.

"Ah, shrapnel! I'm hit, help!"

Zofia turned her head and glanced.

It wasn't shrapnel, it was just a piece of glass.

Inserted into a man's thigh.

The aorta seemed to have ruptured and blood was gushing out.

Every one of them will die here.

Zofia frowned and turned back.

"Bang!"

The warehouse door slammed open.

A middle-aged soldier, his body covered in smoke and his face covered in dust, stood at the door and shouted at the people inside:

"What are you waiting for, you idiots! We can't hold this place anymore, retreat with me now!"

Zofia knew the man in front of her.

A veteran of the local planetary defense force. Two hours ago, Zofia learned about the feudal world she was currently living in through his oral narration.

Zofia didn't say anything, slung her MK2 cavalry assault rifle, and followed the veteran out of the warehouse. Since they had already lost the defense, staying here would only lead to death. The veteran glanced at the fierce silver chainsaw gun behind the pink-haired girl, which was not proportional to her body. There was some surprise in his eyes, but he didn't say much and turned away.

Outside the warehouse was also a ruin of the city.

The two men just ran around a corner.

"Da da da!"

A string of bullets flew past their scalps.

A "whoosh" sound of something breaking through the air rang in Zofia's ears.

The two of them quickly lay down in standard postures.

When the dense bullets hitting the surrounding stone walls weakened a little, Zofia twisted her slender waist, pulled the bolt, turned over and sat up, holding the chainsaw gun and shooting outward.

"Da da da da da!"

Dense strings of metal spewed out.

The veteran beside him also turned over and sat up, raised the laser gun in his hand, pulled the trigger and started firing continuously.

Outside the street entrance, a group of enemy soldiers fell.

The two men stopped shooting and took a breath.

"Your automatic rifle is pretty good."

The old soldier turned his head and looked, then said.

"good."

Zofia nodded.

"But it's no match for my laser gun."

The veteran continued.

The MK2 Cavalry Assault Rifle from the Gears of War universe, no matter how cool its appearance is, is defined as an automatic gun in the Warhammer 40K universe. It is at the bottom of weapon technology and is even inferior to the laser guns issued by the Imperial Guard.

Zofia rolled her eyes and said nothing.

After experiencing so many reincarnation worlds, she still only has an MK2 cavalry assault rifle and no other weapons or equipment. It's not that she doesn't work hard, but she wants to save money and accumulate a huge sum of money to assimilate the mecha hunter.

"Ka-la-ka-la…"

The sound of tracks crushing stones was heard.

The old soldier's expression suddenly changed:

"Tanks, tanks are coming!"

The two of them quickly crawled towards the ruins of the building.

A scarlet laser beam shattered the surrounding cover.

The old soldier looked through the charred hole and growled:

"Two Kraken light tanks, we're done!"

As soon as the words fell.

"Swoosh—"

There was a roar in the sky above.

A dark shadow flew low over the city.

The speed was too fast and the two men had no time to see the appearance of the aircraft clearly. They only heard a series of "thump thump thump" noises, followed by the shrill whistling of the bombs falling, and then two loud explosions, with metal fragments flying everywhere.

In the distance, two plumes of black smoke rose.

The "Siren" light tank turned into two piles of scrap metal.

"Ha, ha, ha! Fighter planes, our fighter planes are here too, which means they haven't given up on this place yet. I didn't see clearly whether it was the Army Aviation's Wolf Cub fighter plane or the Navy Aviation's Lightning fighter plane, but I heard it sounded more like the Lightning fighter plane."

The old soldier stood up and shouted ecstatically.

He intentionally showed off his rich knowledge.

However, he didn't feel happy for long.

A huge group of armed civilians marched out in an orderly manner from the corner of the street and swarmed towards the bunker where the two were. Seeing these rebel soldiers, the old soldier with the laser gun in his hand was suddenly stunned.

His mouth was half open and his eyes were dull.

"Bang bang bang!" gunshots rang out.

Zofia pulled the old soldier to the ground.

He dodged the incoming bullet by a hair's breadth.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you!"

Zofia yelled anxiously.

This veteran had always shown to be very experienced in combat, but just now he suddenly fell into a daze.

"They, they…"

The old soldier lay on his back, muttering to himself.

"No!!!"

The old soldier roared in grief and anger, suddenly turned over and sat up, picked up the laser gun, pulled the trigger, and continued shooting.

Thin scarlet lasers flashed continuously.

"Ah! Ah! Bastard! Bastard!"

This sloppy old soldier with an unshaven beard, a dusty face and gapped teeth had red eyes and opened his mouth to roar loudly. He ignored the hail of bullets and kept shooting at the enemy. Tears kept flowing from his wrinkled face, washing away the dust and stains to form two grooves, until the muzzle of the gun started smoking and could no longer spit out lasers.

Seeing this, Zofia had no choice but to stand up and shoot.

The densely packed rebel soldiers were quickly shattered by the laser bullets, and a large number of them fell down.

Zofia immediately noticed something was wrong.

Although these rebel soldiers were holding various weapons in their hands, they were dressed in a variety of clothes and looked more like civilians. There were men, women, young and old. They had dull faces and lifeless eyes. The only thing they had in common was that they had metal implants on their foreheads.

If you look closely, you can see blood stains on the skin around the implant, which clearly shows it was inserted not long ago.

What was most puzzling was that behind the hundreds of rebel soldiers, three tanks could be vaguely seen. Zofia had heard of the so-called "infantry-tank coordination", but she had never seen a situation where the infantry stood in the front as meat shields while the tanks hid behind and slowly advanced.

Later, Zofia found out.

Among this group of "rebel soldiers".

There are veterans' families, neighbors, friends…

This is the usual practice of the Dark Mechanicus.

They are not like the followers of Khorne who arbitrarily create meaningless massacres and sacrifices, but they will squeeze out the last bit of value in life. The Dark Mechanicus uses unclean and forbidden technology to quickly transform civilians in the occupied areas into servitors, servitors without thoughts and consciousness, and then distribute light weapons to them, allowing them to consume the energy and ammunition of the Imperial Army.

Zofia huddled in the bunker, trembling.

At this moment, the two men had run out of ammunition and food and had no place to hide.

The tide of robot servants continued to pour in.

Three tanks were also approaching.

"For... for the Emperor."

Zofia heard someone whispering beside her.

This old soldier, who once served in the Imperial Guard, still looked dazed as he pulled out a grenade from his waist.

Zofia's eyes widened instantly, and she thought: If you want to die together, don't take me with you! I haven't lived enough!

Before he could pull out the bolt.

"BOOM—BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!"

The crowd disappeared in the deafening storm of explosions, and the fire split the groups of mechanical servants, which were blown to pieces one after another. The huge noise forced the girl to cover her ears and dodge, feeling the terrifying roar of large-caliber shells flying past her ears.

A huge creature passed by her.

It was a violent adamantium composite armored giant, towering and terrifying. Cannons roared, and the weapons on its left and right were spinning chainswords and roaring battle cannons. It was clad in armor the color of the winter sky, dark blue and cold gray, with dark black and amber stripes on its shoulders. A bright banner hung from between its legs, and on the banner was a majestic and majestic horse with a single horn on its forehead and its hind legs standing upright.

The mechanical giant stepped forward with its wide clawed feet, step by step, bullets ricocheting off its body, its engine emitting a low roar, while the coaxial lumberjack under the rapid-fire battle cannon was mercilessly pouring shells towards the crowd.

"boom--"

The Leman Rust tanks, which were close at hand, opened fire.

The shell was blocked by the suddenly rising ion shield.

The armored mechanical giant let out a piercing horn whistle, and the Reaper Chainsword struck back.

They collided with a roar that shook the entire city block. The giant swung his huge sword, scalding steam and sparks gushed out from the jagged friction of the sword tearing at the side armor, paralyzing the tank.

A single blow destroyed the Leman Rust tank, and the sweeping battle cannons and lumberjacks pierced the armor of the Chimera troop carrier. The armored mechanical giant, with a final thunderous stomp, crushed the roof of the Kraken light tank.

The battle is over.

The whole street suddenly became quiet.

"What is that?"

The violent battle that was so close, the collision of tanks and mechas, the flying shrapnel, the impact of the explosion and the hot air seemed to be sticking to Zofia's face, making it a little breathless.

"My child..."

The old soldier who survived the disaster said slowly:

"That's the Imperial Knight."

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The Knight Mech had its back to the two men.

Take a step forward and prepare to move forward.

The unicorn's banner was splattered with the blood of traitors.

The whistle of the knight mecha made a shrill and sharp sound, and the veteran recognized it as the order to retreat.

The veteran stood at attention, saluted the giant for a moment, then pulled the girl beside him and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Zofia suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye of the light tank that was crushed by the Knight Mech. A slender figure with a highly cyber-modified body struggled to crawl out of the cracked compartment. He was a vanguard soldier of the Skitarii. A bunch of cables were dragging on the broken lower body, and only half of his body was left. He was holding a yellow metal can in his arms. The Knight Mech just passed by him, and the cyber monster moved towards the Knight Mech with difficulty.

Zofia didn't know what a melta bomb was.

But she found that the knight mecha that was walking over the wreckage of the tank was unaware of the enemy at its feet.

Zofia didn't know where she got the courage from.

With a loud shout, the girl picked up the MK2 cavalry assault rifle that had run out of bullets, took a few steps on the rubble, and then jumped up. The chain saw that extended from the lower end of the muzzle to the front end of the handle turned violently, and she shot down with one shot.

The vanguard of the Crusader Army was beheaded.

The yellow metal can rolled forward.

Roll all the way down the street slope to the mech.

The Knight Mech looked down.

A can of melta bomb about to explode!

The mechanical giant turned around suddenly, and the stopped Reaper Chain Sword started to rotate again. The rapid-fire battle cannon and the coaxial logging gun below were all aimed at the pink-haired girl behind it.

He was being pointed at by a dark gun muzzle that was bigger than his head.

Zofia swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He stood there motionless, not daring to make any movement.

"No, no, no, she's not going to..."

The veteran rushed forward and tried to explain.

"Buzz——"

The chainsword was laid across his face.

The old soldier hurriedly stopped.

The knight mecha looked down at the girl, the detectors and sensors on the head of the mecha kept flashing, and he saw the body of the Crusader Vanguard at his feet.

"What is your name, soldier?"

Zofia heard a low and serious middle-aged female voice coming from the side of the knight mecha.

"Ah, you, you ask me?"

Zofia was stunned and at a loss.

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(End of this chapter)