Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 24 01.0024: ‘Physical Lawsuit’

The Imperial Law Department is the first line of defense for every imperial world against the invasion of chaos.

When the Four Gods want to extend their claws to an imperial world, they must first hit the shield of law head-on.

Of course, this is not the only option.

After all, under the pressure of life, not everyone can fulfill their duties.

The Sheriff Inquisitor named George no longer has the original arrogance, his two eyeballs jump up and down uncontrollably, and sweat pours down his body.

Every step the arbitrator takes back is like stepping on his heart and lungs, making him feel that his breathing is so weak and slow.

“Hehehe…” The Sheriff Inquisitor took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the last dim old searchlight on the abandoned dump.

Just when everyone was waiting for the arbitrator to bring back the evidence.

Bang! The big searchlight went out.

"Be careful!" Farida, who was using her helmet to detect ambushes outside the field, saw the red light flashing in her goggles and shouted immediately.

The legal department staff did not panic too much, because it was normal for the middle and lower nest areas to be dark due to lack of maintenance.

Just as they were about to turn on the searchlights on their helmets, a stream of air whistled over the head of Arbitrator Javert.

"Ah!"

The arbitrator holding the secret letter was hit and staggered. When he tried to stand up from the ground, several heavy bullets shot from the darkness hit the arbitrator's carapace one after another. The last bullet hit his neck and hit his head off.

The arbitrators had no idea that the auxiliary police would point their guns at them.

The weapons in their hands were all shotguns. Facing such enemies, they could only passively take the beating before the "sudden death" came, so at the moment of the gunshot, they all hid behind the armored vehicles.

"You vile and shameless hooligans have blasphemed the sacred name of the Ministry of Justice!"

The arbitration inspector Javert, who came from the auxiliary police, twitched his mouth in anger, and raised his hand without hesitation to kill a guy who pointed the gun at him.

In the darkness, the close-range gunfight between the two sides officially broke out.

Relying on the advantage of numbers, the prosecutor's men rushed forward, several of them hugged Javert and pushed him onto the armored vehicle, and four or five people picked up riot sticks and hit him on the head.

The minions on the other side knelt in the first row, and the second row stood up, focusing their surging firepower on the arbitrators who were checking the communication equipment beside the armored vehicle. The situation was not optimistic.

The secret letter fell on the ground made of quick-setting soil, and the bloody head flew to Horatio's feet. The exposed face still felt the loyalty and anger of the arbitrator.

Horatio immediately shot at the two-man sniper team that had been discovered to suppress it.

Seeing that he was exposed, the attacker picked up his gun and prepared to run away, but as soon as he raised the gun, a huge bloody hole was shot in his upper chest.

Farida lay on the ground with her legs crossed, and placed the big gun that was almost as tall as her on her slender and strong calves, posing an excellent low-shooting and high-shooting sniper posture.

The observer took the opportunity to run. It was so dark and the distance was so far. Killing the shooter could be said to be the misfortune caused by the slow movement of standing up, but running directly would definitely get away safely.

"Horatio...!"

Before the female voice like a lark fell, a diagonal laser instantly penetrated the human body.

There was a sizzling sound from the observer, and it tilted down with a plop, and there was no breath.

"It's really useful. You don't even need to pull the lead time. You can shoot wherever you point." Horatio praised while searching for other cold guns.

Not far in front of them, the minions of the Sheriff's Inquisitor and the Arbitrators of the Ministry of Justice were fighting each other. In the darkness, there were flashes of lightning from stun batons, flames from shotgun fire, and extremely shrill screams.

"Hey, Hood, what should we do now? The two gangs are fighting each other. Can the Arbitrators win?"

Horatio called Hood directly, which made Farida frown.

Although she didn't have the upbringing of an aristocrat, it was not the time to be fussy about such trivial matters. So she snorted and said:

"I will definitely be able to turn on the thermal imaging recognition system to support them. Those corrupted hooligans can't be the opponents of the loyal descendants."

Although the corrupted hooligans under the Sheriff's Inquisitor were numerous and the bulletproof armor they wore could barely resist shotgun fire, these poorly trained half-baked people were not the opponents of the well-equipped Arbitrators who all graduated from the Zhongsi Academy.

Even if they concentrated their firepower, every time they knocked down an arbitrator, these strong-willed iron heirs would stand up with all their might, regardless of the blood all over their bodies, and continue to fight until they died.

Every time the huge No. 10 shotgun shells were fired, they would whistle and spew out a large number of black lacquer bullets, accompanied by screams and sounds of falling to the ground, and the gray-black surface was bathed in blood for the first time in a long time.

Arbitration Inspector Javert wielded an oversized stun stick shaped like a leaf hammer. Even if he was pinned to the ground and beaten up by a group of people a second ago, he could grit his teeth and hit back with the hammer head, opening the heads of these guys who were in the name of the God Emperor but were actually traitors one after another, beating them so hard that their brains flew everywhere, and soon the pure silver armor was covered with blood.

Farida and Horatio kept firing from behind, and the sudden and fierce shooting made the villains who were lined up in a line and suppressed by concentrated fire run away, looking for cover one after another.

Soon, the seemingly one-sided battle quickly reversed, silently forming a two-sided trap.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, here are the grenades I spent a lot of money on for you! Blow them up!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the security prosecutor immediately sent people to throw high-explosive fragmentation grenades at the arbiters, regardless of whether there were any of his own people there.

One of his men had just taken out a grenade, pressed the fuse, and assumed a throwing posture. Horatio, who had quick eyes and quick hands, quickly turned the muzzle of the gun through the thermal imaging equipment and pulled the trigger.

"Ah!" the wounded man yelled. When he saw the grenade falling at his feet, he was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound.

"You...!" The security prosecutor stared at Horatio in surprise, then immediately lowered his head to look at the grenade on the ground.

boom--

The security prosecutor was blown away on the spot and landed on the car.

The flying fragments caused the other thugs gathered around the security prosecutor to fall to the ground instantly, squirming like maggots covering their wounds.

"Ah...ahhh!" The public security prosecutor covered his face and tremblingly pulled out the twisted shrapnel stuck in the flesh. His legs were twisted and weak and dropped to the ground. It was obvious that they had been shattered and fractured.

"You're done, plead guilty." Farida walked out from behind the shuttle and walked toward George with her gun carefully raised.

"Miss Hood, we have to talk about that guy now." Javert approached Farida.

"But this matter has not been resolved yet! How could..."

"This guy no longer has the ability to resist."

Javert glanced indifferently at George, the security prosecutor who was trembling while holding his wound and muttering crazily.

"Ms. Hood, in order to protect your reputation and that of the Legal Department, that kid must die now."

Horatio hid behind the shuttle and tilted his head slightly to look at the two people who were talking.

"No, at least we have to send him to the Ministry of Justice instead of abusing his power..."

"Miss Hood!" Javert stared at the student in front of him, frightening her with his majesty.

"He saw too many things he shouldn't have seen. You also know very well that this matter is related to the prestige of the Ministry of Justice."

"But..." Farida still wanted to argue.

"There are no buts. This prisoner on death row has lived long enough. He must die now."

Javert waved his hand, and four blood-stained arbiters holding bulletproof shields and shotguns were trying to attack Horatio from both sides.

"You want to kill me to embarrass the Ministry of Justice..."

Horatio snorted coldly, turned to the side of the gun in his arms, and glanced at the energy block magazine that was about to bottom out with a cold look.

Then he clenched his fist, and the coolant in the prosthetic leg began to surge, boil, and turn into hot steam, like an angry bull preparing to fight a gladiator to the death.

"No, none of you can touch him today. I have guaranteed his life with the honor of the Hood family!"

The Huntress gritted her teeth and roughly pushed away the two Arbiters who were in an assault stance and had their shotguns mounted on their shields regardless of their image.

In the end, she simply threw the big gun on the ground and opened her arms to protect Horatio behind her.

"Before you touch him, please shoot me first, teacher!"

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