Armor-piercing bullets don't believe in carbon-based monsters

Chapter 69 Ancestors

Chapter 69 Ancestors
The huge body of "Mongolia" plunged into the water, and the splashes of water rushed upwards, interweaving with the sparks floating on its back and the slanting sunlight, as if igniting a puff of water mist.

The waves came in great force, and even though they had subsided by the time they reached the shore of the island, the layers of waves still made people feel a huge sense of oppression.

The civilian ranks began to waver, and some took a few steps back. However, when they saw that others around them were unmoved, they hesitated and returned to their original positions.

They raised their weapons to protest against the huge monster. Their tiny bodies formed a shocking contrast with the huge monster, as if they were just ants that overestimated their own capabilities.

The Mechanicus followers on the monster's back noticed this "ridiculous" scene. The priest on the operating table was chanting hymns, and the artillery priests on both sides of the basket had finished their final prayers.

Green smoke rose up, and after a loud bang, flames spurted out from the muzzle of the muzzle-loading cannon, and the heavy projectile flew over the water and straight towards the shore.

Then, the projectile fell three hundred meters away from the shore, causing two high splashes of water.

"No one is allowed to move! Shoot! Shoot!"

Chen Jian heard the civilian who had looked for him moving back and forth in the makeshift queue, constantly pulling back civilians who wanted to retreat.

But his actions obviously did not achieve the desired effect, and the queue had already lost its basic integrity.

"Don't move! Stay in cover, they can't hit you!"

Chen Jian shouted loudly, but again, no one could hear what he said.

The second round of bombardment by the Mechanicus has begun, and this time, the shells landed on the shore in front of everyone!

"boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and the shrapnel exploded, with the shock wave carrying fragments everywhere.

Some people were scratched by shrapnel and jumped out of the safe shelter, turning around and running in fear.

Another person tried to stretch out his leg to stop the solid bullet that was slowly bouncing on the ground and seemed to have no power anymore, but then his outstretched leg twisted in an astonishing arc and was almost torn off his body by the huge momentum carried by the shell.

The cries of pain were piercing, and the line, unable to bear the pressure any longer, began to collapse.

The organizer was still trying to stabilize the formation, but he was powerless.

Only twenty people obeyed his command and stayed, and some of them didn't even have weapons.

What keeps them standing here is only courage, anger, or... despair?
Chen Jian wanted to stand up and supervise the battle himself, but now he couldn't leave his position.

Didn’t I tell you to stay in the bunker and don’t move?
What are you doing? !

I just wanted to give you a chance to prove your courage, but you have to cause casualties to be happy?
He continued to order the crowd to form a solid formation and wait patiently, but the more he spoke, the more confused the organizer became.

He looked in the direction of Chen Jian, his face showing confusion and disappointment.

He had no concept of choosing the right time on the battlefield, nor did he understand the importance of the "front line". He simply felt that waiting at this moment was meaningless.

His heart was filled with fear and anxiety, and his thoughts became increasingly confused.
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What are you waiting for? Why aren't you shooting yet?
Is this how you fight?
Now that you have seen the enemy, shouldn't you open fire immediately?

Are you just going to wait here and do nothing while we get slaughtered one by one by those evil Mechanicus villains?
The monster was swimming towards the shore; it was already very close.

If it lands on this island, it will be too late!

At this moment, even he himself wanted to turn around and run away.

But he didn't know where he could go.

Taking a deep breath, he finally made up his mind.

Then he raised the rifle he had seized from the Skitarii and shouted:
"All brothers who are willing to fight, come to me!"

“We stand together!”

"In the name of our ancestors, we will hold this place!"

"Our bodies will be buried with our ancestors!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so people who were still holding on to the line quickly ran towards him, shouting:
“Ancestors, bless us!”

"Kill that monster! Hit its eyes!"

"You cult bastards! I'm waiting for you here!"

“Protect the land of our ancestors!”

Gunshots rang out simultaneously from the water and the shore. Amid the short and intensive gunfire, someone fell from the monster's back.

But then, the Mechanicus's Crusaders retaliated, and after a round of shooting, some people in the queue by the lake also fell down.

There are not many bullets left.

The man standing in the front had a grief-stricken expression on his face. He dropped the gun in his hand and rushed into the lake desperately.

He had forgotten Chen Jian's order, and the only thought left in his mind was "revenge".

Without weapons, he even wanted to use his teeth to bite those hateful cultists to death.

He could not stand by and watch the land of his ancestors be tainted by evil.

Then die here.

The man took a deep breath and dived into the water.

His whole body was submerged in the water, but at the moment he entered the water, a huge explosion suddenly was heard.

Another round of firing.

He didn't care about too much and just dived into the water and swam quickly.

He just wanted to get closer, closer.

Finally, the air in his lungs was exhausted and he was forced to float to the surface.

But when he wiped the lake water off his face, his body suddenly froze in place.

Before his eyes was a scene that made him tremble all over.

The monster had reached the shallows less than 300 meters from the shore of the island, and the distance between him and the monster was less than 150 meters.

But the monster couldn't get any closer.

Flames rose, and the shock wave created by the explosion washed the monster's shell.

The altar on the monster's back was hit by a shell that came from nowhere. With a loud explosion, the steel altar was reduced to ashes in an instant.

The broken limbs flew in the air and then scattered into the lake, dyeing it a misty red.

Immediately afterwards, a gun position exposed on the side was also shattered by the explosion, while on the other side of the gun position, the body of the artillery priest broke into two without any warning.

The loud sound of gunfire reached his ears at this time, but just when he wanted to turn around to find the location where the gunfire came from, two clusters of blood exploded on the monster's head.

What followed was an explosion buried deep in the flesh and blood.

"boom!"

After two muffled sounds, the monster's head exploded into a bloody mist that covered the sky.

Its body had not yet fallen, but soon, a bright flame bloomed on its metal-covered back.

The metal was melted, and the shell of the creature underneath the metal was also pierced.

The huge impact force almost knocked the monster to the ground, and its heavy body sank into the water. The Mechanicus Crusaders who survived by chance jumped into the water desperately, frantically looking for a chance to escape.

But apparently, no one would give them a chance.

The man looked back at the shore, and saw the iron warrior in strange armor holding a spear in his hand, killing the crusaders who fell into the water one by one at a leisurely and methodical pace.

So calm.

It feels like strolling in the garden.

The two Holy Bloods, who were superior to most people, just stood silently on both sides of the Iron Warrior, like loyal guards.
After 5 minutes, the gunfire stopped.

The monsters that came with such force did not finally reach the island, and all the crusaders of the Mechanicus had turned into floating corpses on the lake.

The man swam back to the island, and walked towards the "Iron Warrior" who was cleaning his gun with a shocked and numb expression. He stared at him for a while, and finally asked with a trembling voice:
"You. Who are you?"

Zeng Yi, who was standing next to Chen Jian, coughed, stepped forward and answered:

"They are God's chosen ones and your saviors."

The man suddenly looked up, then fell to the ground again.

Chen Jian watched this scene curiously until the man kowtowed several times on the ground, then he said belatedly:
"Get up, don't kneel."

Chen Jian hung the 024 recoilless gun back on the rack and said:
"We are not God's chosen ones, and we are not here to save you."

"The reason we are against the Mechanicus is just to give you a choice."

"Choose now."

"Standing or kneeling?"

The man looked up in surprise, then stood up firmly.

But then he asked again:
"You said you are not the Chosen Ones. Then can you tell me who you are?"

Chen Jian smiled slightly and replied:
"I just heard you shout."

"In fact, we are the same kind of people as your ancestors."