Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 258 Old John's Freezing Grenade!

boom boom-

The metal bullets from the shotgun shattered the emaciated bodies of several frustrated people.

The metal projectile that partially penetrated the past also quickly embedded in the body of a blood worship priest.

It didn't wait for the other party to react from the pain of being shot.

Old John, who casually pulled out the silver-plated saber from his waist, rushed towards the enemy like a ferocious old lion!

I saw him raising the knife in his hand and chopping off the head of the blood worship priest with just one knife!
Then, the nimble old John didn't even give the other party a chance to condense a bloody figure from the stinky blood everywhere!

crackling—

A frozen grenade with a dropped ring quickly escaped from his palm.

In the blink of an eye, the ground within a few meters was covered with bloody icicles piercing upwards!
The ubiquitous extremely cold temperature also quickly destroyed the special activity in the nearby blood.

Let the blood worship priest completely lose the only reliance on resurrection!

And with the real death of the blood worship priest in front of him.

The frustrated people around who were manipulated by the opponent also completely stopped their offensive behavior.

They either stood there with sluggish expressions, slowly shedding blood and tears, or fell to the ground in an instant, losing signs of life.

"Hey, even though I've seen it countless times, I still can't bear to see these civilians shed blood and tears. Boys, give them a good time!"

Old John, who shook his head slightly, took a deep breath of the stale air.

With a heavy expression, he turned his head and shouted softly to the gang dogs surrounding the battlefield.

And heard Old John's order.

More than 20 gang dogs quickly put away the silver-plated sabers.

They raised the laser guns again and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

chi chi chi-

The scorching laser beams of blue light mixed with red light easily penetrated the flesh and blood of a large number of people who lost their hearts.

And put an end to their long-standing suffering.

"The current area should have been cleared. Let's temporarily stop advancing and wait for the team behind to catch up. This time, the distance to the slums is too far... You can search the surrounding buildings horizontally. If you find that there are still If there are civilians, evacuate them as soon as possible, and don't join me!"

Old John, whose crimson beard trembled slightly, scanned the unfamiliar surroundings with his single eye.

He raised the clenched mechanical arm and swung it vigorously.

After the gang dogs, which were divided into groups of five, quickly dispersed towards the surrounding low buildings.

Old John, with a much more relaxed expression, suddenly took out a handful of ammunition from the inside of the thick carapace.

The shotgun was reloaded leisurely.

Hiss--

At this moment, in the dirty mud soaked in the blood of the enemy around.

Strands of extremely thin blood veins suddenly extended.

These blood veins that seemed to have special activity quietly and quickly gathered towards Old John's position!

However, just when strands of extremely sinister blood veins were about to reach Old John's feet.

Old John, who had just loaded the shotgun, suddenly jumped up on the spot, abruptly rising several meters!
At the same time, a frozen grenade that was pulled out of its ring at an unknown time has quietly landed!

crackling—

Accompanied by a crisp crackling sound.

Countless blood-colored icicles slanting outward burst into bloom like a magnificent flower.

The extremely cold temperature that spread rapidly also completely covered the range of several meters, and wiped out those very strange blood veins!
boom!
The next moment, a pair of carapace-made combat boots stomped heavily and shattered blood-colored icicles one by one.

Old John's tall body crashed to the ground.

He blinked his one eye slightly.

Staring straight at the dark alley not far away with his cold eyes, he said with a sneer:

"Hehe... come out, little guy, I noticed the bloody smell on your body before the last battle ended, otherwise, how could I let those boys leave early? Isn't it to reduce their casualties ..."

Old John's voice just fell.

Holding a golden scepter in her slender palm, a very hot Mexican woman slowly walked out of the hiding place.

She was wearing a dark red robe that was obviously more exquisite and gorgeous than that of the blood worship priest.

Even the open V-shaped neckline in front of her body exposed a large area of ​​wheat-colored skin.

"Are you one of the leaders of the invasion team? The blue demon who escaped before is also yours?"

The Mexican woman with the wheat-colored skin on her chest that seemed to be shining slightly in the night asked calmly.

There seemed to be an innate aloofness in her voice.

"Oh... After fighting for such a long time, you don't know who to fight with. The intelligence information is too backward, isn't it? Besides, how come I, an old man who works hard, became the leader?"

"By the way, I want to make a correction for Bucky, we are not invaders, but the saviors who save mankind... Although I am not a 'local', if I do my part, enter Valhalla The stepping stones may also be a little thicker..."

Old John's neat beard, which was stained crimson by blood, trembled a few times.

With a serious expression, he corrected the mistakes in his speech to the Mexican woman standing not far away.

"I don't care who you are, if your combat team chooses to withdraw from the slums now, the Blood Worship Sect can forgive you for your rudeness and cruelty... We will also promise to let the remaining civilians go, but we need to follow our way Step by step."

The Mexican woman with wheat-colored skin suddenly blinked her eyes that were gradually turning red.

But she still maintained a calm tone and said to Old John.

At this moment, Old John suddenly raised his mechanical arm and shook it vigorously.

"Wait a minute, let me calculate... Including the priest I killed just now, there are already fifteen priests who died in my hands? If you count the priests killed by others, you seem to have already More than 20 middle and upper classes have been lost... But I heard that you only have 66 blood worship priests in total..."

"If it wasn't for saving a few more humans...how long do you think you guys like Bistem can last?"

The grinning old John seemed to subconsciously put the mechanical arm on his waist.

The other shotgun held tightly in his palm was also carried by him on the shoulder armor.

Afterwards, he smiled and continued to the Mexican woman whose face suddenly became gloomy:
"Then, who are you? Are you the bishop leader of the Blood Worship Sect? Or the woman on the bed of those high-ranking sects..."

"go to hell--"

However, before Old John finished speaking.

The Mexican woman with a gloomy face, as if possessed by frost, suddenly raised the golden scepter in her palm.

At the same time, a low-pitched but sharp-sounding indistinct chant quickly poured out from the other party's mouth!
almost the same time.

Strands of dark red blood that exploded from the corpses all over the ground suddenly appeared in the air

It was like a handful of slender blood arrows shooting towards Old John's position abruptly!

"Little guy, I'm just waiting for you—"

At this moment, the mechanical arm placed on Old John's waist quickly lifted up.

The remaining three frozen grenades have been released!

It rolled violently and flew towards the top of the Mexican woman's head!

In the blink of an eye, countless crystal clear icicles burst into bloom!

　thanks for your support!
This episode is almost over, and the next simulation goes to meet the Primarch of the Rebel faction.

I am hesitating whether to write a main perspective, that is, the main perspective of the simulation body...

　
(End of this chapter)