Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 8 01.0008: 'I really want to beat this guy up...'

"In my opinion, turn around and go back."

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"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The Huntress stared into Horatio's eyes, wondering if the guy's brain had been caught in the door.

"We're all here! And you're telling me to turn around?"

"The symmetrical structure of the monastery makes it impossible for there to be only one way up. Since the enemy is gathered above our heads, the other side will always be easier to walk than here."

"That's what I say, but do you know how long it will take us to get to the other side? Time is precious, and every second wasted may lead to catastrophe."

"Covered bridge. Where are the covered bridges in ordinary chapels?"

The third scene Horatio had just seen in the debris was a broken covered bridge, and he believed there must be a safe escape route there.

"Icon Altar."

"Just go there, and you will lead the way."

Huntress sighed and said no more.

After listening to Horatio's warning, she turned on the heat source perspective system of the tactical analyzer and scanned the top of her head. Indeed, as Horatio said, there were people all over her head, and there was a huge heat source. guy.

But having said that, this kid doesn't have this set of cutting-edge customized equipment worth tens of millions of Goth coins, and the see-through shortwave consumes so much energy that even she doesn't turn it on often.

How did he know there was someone upstairs?

Farida narrowed her eyes suspiciously and looked Horatio up and down.

Horatio: ⊙﹏⊙! !

Horatio, who was busy searching for ammunition from the cultists' thugs, shuddered and turned to look at Farida with a confused look on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's scary."

"It's nothing. Go to the altar. You walk in front and I'll tell you the route."

Farida, who was slightly shorter than Horatio, stepped forward and pushed him, telling him to turn around and go on his way.

Horatio curled his lips, unable to guess what this little girl was thinking, so he walked forward.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a red-haired figure passing by quickly, too fast for a human being. When he turned his head to confirm, there was no trace.

"What's wrong?" Huntress saw that Horatio was hardly distracted, so she turned to look where he was looking, and at the same time instinctively conducted light and heat detection to prevent an enemy ambush.

However, this time she found nothing.

"Well, it's nothing. Maybe I was too nervous and saw it wrong."

Horatio pointed his gun forward again and walked cautiously toward the altar.

——

At this time, above Horatio's head.

"Sir! Sir (officiant). It's a big deal!" The gentleman, whose face was injured and unable to pronounce it correctly, staggered towards a fat man.

The man is wearing a silk robe, and the embroidery is made of gold thread, which is enough to show that the materials are high-end. He also wears a half-mask on his face, but against the fat face, it looks much smaller than the one on the gentleman's face. .

"Sir, I don't know what tricks the death row prisoner used to make the Hood woman surrender to him, and even joined forces to kill all my brothers and sisters No. 37. I was the only one left to fight back with all my strength and narrowly escaped death! "

After hearing this, the fat man's face moved slightly, and he suppressed the corners of his mouth, but did not show much surprise.

"What about them?"

"Uh...I don't know."

"waste!"

Snap!

"Ouch!" The gentleman was slapped by the fat man in the blink of an eye, covering his gunshot wound and wailing.

"You can't even lure the enemy!"

The fat man's fat hand holding the cane tightened, and his expression was solemn:

"They dare to come in, I'm afraid they are not simply trying to dig into our background. You can take another fifty people to guard the only way near the altar!"

"Yes! Yes! Master Chicken!"

Looking at the spiral staircase where no one had come up for a long time, the fat man let out a long breath of anger, and then said in a low voice: "Anton, take someone to guard the shuttle. Don't even let me put a fly in."

"Master officiant, I know how to do it. I won't even let a fly go."

The iron mountain beside him made a crisp sound of metal pieces clanging against each other, and started to move slowly. It was covered with shiny gadgets, and it looked like a 'Xun Zong'.

The big man is nearly three meters tall, and his whole body is covered with rough steel plates and ceramic armor. This outfit may not even be able to deal with the Space Marines.

——

Perhaps the enemy had been summoned to a higher level for defense, and all Horatio saw on the road was the squad that was setting fire to the mail room.

After killing them all, Horatio looked at the blazing flames inside, touched the clues collected in his arms, and was thankful that the flames had not swallowed up all the secrets.

After a tense and silent journey, rapid footsteps finally sounded in the empty altar corridor.

Horatio saw so many such magnificent colossi for the first time, and the visual impact they brought was beyond the comparison of illustrations.

In front of them, I am so small, like an earthworm.

Horatio looked down through the stone fence. The bottom of the corridor was bottomless, and there were even clouds and mist floating in the air.

He once only had a vague and simple impression of the structure of the hive city, but when this unprecedented three-dimensional sense appeared in front of his eyes, he felt a stronger sense of shock than when he first arrived in Chongqing.

"Why did you stop?" Farida asked when she saw Horatio looking around for something.

"We're not going from the front. The top must have been heavily guarded by cultists."

Horatio is still looking for something.

[Ah, there! ] The corner of his mouth turned into a smile.

"Before, you had to run from there to here! Now we are here, but you are passively avoiding the fight?"

Huntress frowned, her breath turned into clouds of cold mist, and she was about to raise her gun.

Horatio's eyes fell on her legs. He kept walking in front and did not notice that the girl's injured leg could only be dragged by the force feedback device on the power armor.

"Your leg may need urgent attention." Horatio took a step forward.

"Don't come here!"

The Huntress put her finger on the trigger and asked in a tone that left no room for negotiation: "Horatio, what do you want?"

"We're already here." Horatio smiled cheerfully and spread his hands.

"Huh?" Huntress's brows were raised and her expression was strange.

"Here." Horatio turned his head and pointed to the corridor about 30 meters diagonally above.

"Can a jetpack carry two people?" he asked.

Huntress lowered the muzzle of her gun, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

[Is it because I was surprised...] Her pink lips trembled slightly, feeling a little sorry.

She pursed her lips, blushed and stammered in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Then she coughed twice, returned to her normal tone, and said, "Usually not, but with your skinny monkey appearance, maybe you can do it."

"Try it. If we can get up there, we can reach the landing platform without anyone noticing."

"Even if it goes as smoothly as you said, how can we lift you up?" Huntress asked again.

Horatio held his chin with one hand and looked up and down the girl's body.

"Hurry...make up your mind quickly! Put your words here first, I can't hold you." Farida's cheeks turned red as she was looked at by this handsome young man, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

"Take out the handcuffs."

Horatio took the handcuffs from the girl and cuffed his belt with two pairs of handcuffs, one on the left and one on the right.

"The other end is handcuffed to your tactical girdle."

"Then what?"

"Then... I'm so offended!" Horatio said with a hearty smile.

"ah!"

Horatio hugged the girl's slender waist and clasped his hands behind her back.

Huntress bared her teeth and had a very expressive expression, but no matter how unhappy she was with Horatio's actions, there really was no better posture at the moment.

But his playful smile looks so unpleasant!

[After I get out, I will definitely send this kid to the Ministry of Justice for ten years...]

Whoosh - the jet wings behind the Huntress spread out like wings, the ducted engine started running, and the huge roar broke the dead silence of the altar.

Horatio watched as his feet gradually lifted off the ground.

"Height five meters..."

"Height ten meters..."

Horatio's heart beat fast.

"Height 25 meters...start moving forward."

The two people's little hearts were hanging in their throats, and the corridor below had turned into an abyss.

As the altitude gets higher and higher, if something malfunctions in the sky or exceeds the altitude load, the two of them will really be rushing to the Golden Throne in both directions.

Uh... can I reach the Golden Throne like this?

Well, I still hope her ‘money ability’ equipment is reliable enough!

The cold wind blew from the vent in the distance. Horatio truly experienced what it means to be "cold at high places", and his body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Stop shaking! Do you want to die?"

"But you are shaking too."

The Huntress's face turned red, and the cold wind kept pouring in from the gaps in her armor. The cold caused her physical energy to decline rapidly.

Horatio suddenly felt himself swaying in mid-air, his legs knocking together and trembling.

"Hey, hey, hey! Just hold on, I believe you can do it." Horatio trembled, his arms around the Huntress's waist getting tighter and tighter, and he was already praying to the God Emperor that the jetpack would be able to hold up.

Finally, he came to the corner of the broken corridor under his feet. Even if he fell from this height, he would not be seriously injured.

"Huhu..."

The Huntress was sweating profusely. She was exhausted from carrying the heavy load and was eager to land, so the descent was very rough.

Horley was dragged to the ground like a fallen paratrooper, with the Huntress pressing on top of him.

Horatio groaned and saw that he was lying on his back. The Huntress put her hands on the ground and straddled him with her legs spread. The two looked at each other, and big beads of sweat continued to drip from her face. Luo, her little face was as red as a ripe apple.

Huntress straightened up, unhooked the handcuffs, and got off him without waiting for a second, leaning against the guardrail to catch her breath.

"Remind you, leaning on that is not a smart choice. If you fall, you will fly back by yourself."

"Shut up...huh?!"

Before Huntress could finish her words, the broken stone fence behind her became loose and shattered, and her body leaned back.

A force grabbed her, and her field of vision suddenly stopped when she looked up to 80 degrees, and then changed back to looking straight at her.

After regaining consciousness, Huntress hurriedly took a few steps forward, not daring to get closer to the broken guardrail.

She turned her head and saw Horatio looking half-smiling but raising his eyebrows in a gloating expression, as if he was saying to her meanly, 'Look, you've suffered a loss! ’, the little gratitude in my heart was instantly replaced by a frown.

[Tsk, I really want to beat him...]

Huntress turned around and wanted to leave, but the pain in her calves made even taking a step feel like execution.

"Remove the leg armor, you can't walk like this."

Horatio half-knelt on the ground and took the standard emergency kit of the Ministry of Justice from the girl's waist belt.

"Let me see, um, hemostatic forceps, surgical blades and knife holders, trauma hemostatic gel, gauze, analgesics, adrenaline, beta blockers, detumescents, stimulants..."

The female hunter removed the shin armor on the force feedback power boots, and then took off the combat boots. The horrific bruises made the middle of the calf swell like a thick carrot, destroying the slender beauty of the girl's legs.

"Bear with it for a while, it will hurt a little."

Horatio wiped his thigh with a disinfectant cloth, then wiped his hands clean, picked up the scalpel and carefully cut a small incision, pinched with two fingers, and black blood oozed out of the wound.

"Hmm..." The girl clenched her teeth, closed her eyes and frowned, her upturned nose sniffed cold air, and soon her upper teeth began to bite her lower lip, which was really painful, but she never said a word, even though the tears naturally secreted gathered in the corners of her eyes, but they did not fall.

Horatio began to apply medicine to her according to the instructions, and finally applied trauma gel and wrapped it with a circle of medical gauze.

"Hold on for a while, don't give up halfway." Horatio closed the emergency kit and put it back to the girl's waist, holding her steady.

The girl's forehead was full of sweat, her eyes were blurred, a little hazy, and she was actually quite charming.

"Heh..." She limped and installed the nail plate, and sneered:

"Maybe I will fall, but not today, and certainly not here!"

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