Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 129: Inescapable, Part 1
Three days after the meeting, the temporary alliance completed the communication and handover. This was not a difficult task as they had radio available.

But most soldiers are still wary of each other, especially when facing traitors.

Because there is a saying that is widely spread within the empire, that is.

“There is no sacrifice too great to accept, and no betrayal too small to tolerate.”

If Taylor had not set an example, many soldiers might have fought the traitors first.

However, even if they managed to get together, they would not have much time to adjust to each other because the Zerg attack was about to come.

According to the thinkers' estimates and the intelligence provided by the scouts, the swarm has plundered 30 percent of the world's biomass during this period. This rate is quite terrifying. In other words, the surface has basically been licked.

If rotting crops can't settle into the soil, severe soil erosion will cause the agricultural world to be overwhelmed.

For the Empire, such a loss could have plunged tens of billions of people into famine.

Therefore, blocking the plundering teams sent by the insects became the top priority of the Imperial Guard.

Taylor reluctantly persuaded the old Chinese doctor to help, in exchange for handing over most of the insect corpses to the old Chinese doctor.

This isn't a painful thing, it's just a matter of mutual benefit. However, overall, this matter will probably have a negative impact on the universe.

But Taylor didn't have time to think about it. He was now walking on the vast plain with the large army. Beside Franstein were farmlands that had been eaten clean by the swarm of insects and destroyed human equipment.

He held up the telescope and heard a voice that made his bones numb.

"I never thought we'd have the chance to fight side by side. This place is really nice, and your bed is even better."

A lithe and beautiful woman lay on Taylor's floor mat, stroking the metal walls inside Ferenstein with her slender fingers.

Taylor looked at the wizard and felt that his vehicle was dirty.

Taylor tried to ignore her with the binoculars in hand, but the guy climbed up unscrupulously.

Now he regretted saying that he wanted to cooperate. After all, he just wanted to escape and leave this crazy woman at the beginning.

Now he is still ignoring her, and Taylor doesn't know what kind of love potion or witchcraft she used to make old Tychus agree to let her join his team.

Taylor now emphasized, "Don't move. If you keep acting like this, I'll throw you off."

The cultist wizard laughed. "Really? Is that how you treat your girlfriend?"

This didn't make Taylor mad. Instead, it made the girl, Leitlin, stutter and throw down her spatula, cursing. "Girl?! Girlfriend! You shameless heretic! When you betrayed the Emperor, your fate was sealed: to be used like a toy by your evil god!"

"You *《》*!? 【】."

She unleashed a slanging of obscene low-gothic language so nasty that it even made Tyler lose his temper.

He wanted to thank the girl from Lightling for her rebuttal, but he saw the wizard suddenly kiss her on the mouth.

This made it difficult for the other students in Class 15 to describe their emotions.

Even Roland, a man of action and taciturn words, couldn't help but say, "The Golden Throne is above..."

Then he immediately stepped back and began to vomit, as if hoping to vomit out all the heretic's bodily fluids.

The wizard said with a smile. "Look, you are really in a mess."

Then he whispered something into her ear, and she immediately stopped retching and ran into the kitchen with a red face.

Taylor asked curiously. "What method did you use?"

"Witchcraft or?"

She laughed. "I told her I did this with you."

Tyler pinched the wizard's ear and said sternly, "My team is not a den of whoredom. If you continue to play with my brothers and sisters like this, I will make you get out!"

She endured the pain in her earlobe and spoke as if she were experiencing pleasure. "Of course~" Taylor reluctantly let go of the cultist. Although he agreed that this woman had considerable fighting ability, she was truly insane when it came to insanity.

Taylor tried to ignore her. After all, the more she played with him, the more boisterous he became.

He raised the telescope and soon saw the city in the distance.

It was a human settlement, and most of the locals were probably farmers, the indigenous people of this world or something like that.

To put it bluntly, they are actually the supporting facilities of this world, and that city is just a smaller nest city.

Rather than a city, it is more of an architectural wonder composed of a large number of homogeneous buildings. A large number of cube houses form high-rise buildings, which are filled with rooms.

Human family relationships have not been destroyed in the empire, so those houses that are less than 40 square meters are probably rooms for a family of four or even more people.

Taylor had seen those ways of living. They would usually divide the house into two floors, with the ceiling right above their heads, but they also tried their best to expand the living space.

Many people became ill because of the overly empty farmland and overly narrow rooms. The fatigue and numbness caused by constantly alternating between the days in such a place made the residents here extremely mentally unstable.

This place is no better than the Hive City, and to a certain extent, it is even more depressing than the Hive City.

Now, this place has become a buffet for insects. Even knife-like insects can easily tear open the concrete and chew the flesh inside.

can……

This description is very apt.

Taylor said to the shark warrior next to him, "How many people do you think are left alive?"

He had been standing at the front of the car for a while, and one even wondered if he had fallen in love with this feeling.

As for face?

When he realized he could no longer endure the cramped space of the armored vehicle, he lost all shame.

The shark warrior, now using his powerful vision, replied, "I think it's empty. Hopefully there are still survivors, but the swarm here is larger than we expected."

Taylor replied. "I did see the Tyrant, but luckily, we brought the Greenskins with us..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge noise came from the back of the convoy to the front. Boss Goff had a large white band on his head, which was the mark left by the noise warriors, and he shouted at the same time.

"Crush the bugs!"

His green companions replied. "Crush the bugs!"

"waaaaaaagh!"

Taylor covered his ears and complained. "They're terrible! So loud."

But the next moment, even more annoying death heavy metal music sounded from the other side, and then those purple giants riding on armored vehicles used huge speakers to make eardrum-piercing sounds.

"For the Emperor! Hahahahaha!"

Taylor felt dizzy and for the first time realized how stupid his plan was.

Because, with all the noise added up, there is only one answer.

So annoying!
Taylor wanted to curse, but the noise had already attracted an endless swarm of insects.

Hundreds, no, tens of thousands of bugs were rapidly charging towards them, intent on reducing anything that stood in the way of the Great Devourer into a mass of sweet biomass.

Taylor could only join in the ensemble with his short, high-pitched screams and the roar of the plasma gun.

And this war of annihilation began under such abnormal circumstances.

(End of this chapter)