Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 730 Great People and Tiny Gods

Luo Xi has already learned the news of the destruction of the City of Angels.

But in addition to being shocked and angry, he could only let Sharokin take the Primaris Space Marines and the Sentinel Iron Legion to screen and cleanse the earth.

All his time and energy were spent on being vigilant about the enemy's hidden cards. If he was distracted, he would end up losing more than he gained.

Although Polux has built the solar system into a giant, tight fortress, it does not mean that it is completely leak-proof.

The solar system is a three-dimensional space. Due to the influence of stellar gravity, almost all planets revolve on an ecliptic plane.

If you want to enter the solar system from other directions, you will have to face the interference of stellar gravity, and the risk factor will increase significantly.

However, although the risk factor is high, as long as one is willing to pay the price, some small and undetectable stealth aircraft can enter the solar system.

The Eternals' warships possess the same super-strong concealment capabilities, which the Celestial Blade Legion also possesses, and they are even more advanced.

Even some biological weapons are capable of hibernation in a space environment and waking up when the environment is suitable.

As for those shadow hunters who possess the ability to become virtual, it is very likely that they used virtualization to sneak into human transport ships and then smuggled themselves to Earth.

The earth is so big that there are too many corners and edges, and there are too many places for the Blade of God to take advantage of.

You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no way to prevent a thief for a thousand days.

But the confrontation between humans and the Blades of God is still going on, and this time the enemy commander is obviously more treacherous and cunning.

After realizing that they could not defeat humans quickly, they have been wandering around the edge of the solar system, looking for opportunities to break through the defense line.

All kinds of insidious means were used without reservation. These were guys who would do anything to win.

The coalition government is also busy carrying out post-disaster work.

They sent special personnel to comfort the relatives of the victims, deal with the economic losses, and temporarily isolate the dead city.

Now these biological weapons have only broken out in Los Angeles. Who knows if there are more dangers hidden in other cities or even in some remote areas?

The Blade of the Gods' harassment tactics are in no way inferior to their performance in head-on space naval battles.

After learning about the Los Angeles tragedy, many people have a clearer understanding of what a life-and-death battle for race is.

War is cruel and it kills people.

Previously, when they heard that a brutal war had broken out on Pluto at the edge of the solar system, they did not feel much.

Pluto is so far away that many humans don’t even know where it is.

As for Roche's army fighting in the outer solar system, they saw it as nothing to do with them. Anyway, none of their familiar friends and relatives were harmed.

But now, as various biological weapons begin to proliferate around the world, more and more humans are being hunted and killed.

A large number of ordinary people who had been staying out of the matter finally realized that their situation was never safe.

Not only did they lose their jobs and stable living environment, but even their lives were threatened.

Compared to those fully armed soldiers, these civilians who have no effective means of counterattack are the most vulnerable.

It turns out that social networks were once even prevalent with an extremely extreme isolationist and appeasement mentality.

Some humans believed that the aliens were targeting Roche, so they simply handed him over to appease the aliens' anger.

"We don't want war, we want peace!"

"The aliens don't want to hurt us, they just want a human."

"Sacrificing a small part to preserve the vast majority, isn't this a very good deal?"

But after the Los Angeles tragedy, these voices have obviously weakened a lot.

Although many people shouted slogans loudly, they were not fools. They could naturally see that the aliens did not take their existence seriously at all.

The aliens don't even need a guide.

This is a war in which there is no room for surrender.

Any begging for mercy is ridiculous self-hypnosis.

Human society is entering a state of full-scale war, whether it likes it or not.

Most people left their original living circles and moved their families to the refuge base city where the United Nations government troops were stationed.

These cities and shelters were equipped with the most advanced X-gene detection devices, capable of detecting any organism carrying the X-gene.

Even if humans encounter biological weapons similar to Shadow Hunters that have the ability to teleport or become virtual, they will be able to detect them in advance.

The armies originally belonging to various countries were also reorganized into the Planetary Defense Force reorganized by the United Government, abbreviated as PDF, after screening and assessment.

Luo Xi also doesn't want to treat the humans in the 1661X-Men universe like pigs.

He bears most of the pressure, but these indigenous people also have to feel the pressure and make changes.

Luo Xi couldn't help them and cover for them forever.

The only ones who can protect humanity are humans themselves.

As the saying goes, "Born in hardship and die in comfort." What Luo Xi needs are allies who can help each other, not a bunch of useless people who can only reach out and ask for help.

However, under the propaganda machine of the United Government, the Los Angeles tragedy has become a shot in the arm for all mankind to wake up and unite.

Everyone has the potential to experience a "Los Angeles Massacre," and everyone also has the opportunity to prevent it from happening to themselves.

When the propaganda machine started, countless passionate young people and even retired veterans came to PDF's recruitment office.

"We should not sit idly by and wait for death. We must truly unite and overcome these difficulties together!"

The enthusiasm for joining the army is spreading in human society. This is a great change that can rewrite the foundation of human civilization.

Sacrifice, courage and dedication will replace selfishness, cowardice and meanness.

After a difficult journey, the Hunter family finally arrived at the refuge base city established by the joint government in Detroit.

This famous automobile city was transformed into a heavily defended base city in a very short period of time.

The city is surrounded by a sturdy wall that is 20 meters high. Its mixed structure of ceramic steel and plastic steel allows it to fully withstand the ravages of wars of normal intensity.

Next to the city wall, every five hundred meters there is a light prism tower with a constantly rotating top.

While illuminating the city, they can also transfer superimposed energy and emit it in the form of high-energy laser beams.

The X-gene detection device is installed on the light prism tower. Once a biochemical weapon using the X-gene is discovered, these light prism towers will immediately vaporize the opponent.

Under the wall, there are some sentries about four meters tall who are constantly patrolling and guarding.

A large number of buildings and factories in the city were requisitioned and converted into habitable rooms. Although the rooms were not very large, the environment was safe enough.

The Hunter Kurland family also had their own room.

The family consists of two elderly people, a couple and a daughter. The staff of the joint government allocated them a two-bedroom apartment of more than 40 square meters.

The room was an independent space separated from the office building, and little Hunter could still smell the lingering smell of construction materials.

In order to save space and make efficient use of resources, there is no independent kitchen or bathroom in the room.

Each floor is equipped with a public kitchen and public bathroom to meet the most basic living needs of residents.

These conditions are quite simple for those Americans born after World War II.

But now it is quite difficult to have a safe place to live.

There are only a limited number of safe cities in all of North America, and more and more people are flocking to these base cities every day.

Everyone knew that their homes were no longer safe, and no one dared to leave the safe base city until the enemies were completely wiped out.

Although the coalition government provides shelter and basic living supplies for everyone, these are far from enough if you want to live a more comfortable life.

Little Hunter hated the canned food provided by Base City, which was a mixture of starch blocks, artificial fats, insect protein and vitamins.

Although theoretically, these things contain all the nutrients needed by humans, there will be no problem even if you eat them every day.

However, based on practical experience, if you eat this thing every day, you will most likely develop anorexia.

Little Hunter misses his old life very much. At that time, he had a happy family, a successful career, and a lovely daughter.

Their family's income allows them to live a decent life, enjoy a variety of delicious food, and travel to various places on weekends.

But when the war started, all that disappeared.

The coalition government abolished the previous monetary system and distributed supplies according to everyone's contribution.

The so-called contribution actually refers to the skills you possess and the labor you put in.

Even if you were a billionaire in the past, it would be of no use in the base city. There were no various financial banks here to cash in those long numbers.

Everyone has to work. Even if you are physically disabled and find it difficult to handle high-intensity work, you can choose a job that suits you.

If a person doesn't want to do anything, with the support of a coalition government, he won't starve to death or die of illness, but it will be impossible for him to live a good life.

An ambitious person like Hunter Jr. naturally cannot tolerate a life of lingering survival. He wants to give his family better conditions.

Most of the resources in the base city are rationed, and each person is allowed ten minutes of shower time per week.

Citizens can choose to wash them all at once or use them separately every day.

And for people like Hunter Jr. who have families, there is even less disposable time.

Because his wife always complained that she didn't have enough time and even had trouble washing her hair, Hunter Jr. shared some of his time with his wife.

The exhaust fan in the public bathroom made an irritating hum. Little Hunter was holding a washbasin with only half a bar of soap and a yellowed towel in it.

The thick steam could not be discharged from the public bathroom in time, making it look like a foggy sea of clouds.

In order to save time and effort, little Hunter had shaved off his handsome short hair. In this humid and ventilated environment, he actually felt a slight chill.

Many people are queuing up, waiting for the people in front of them to finish washing before it is their turn.

Little Hunter hummed the tunes of his favorite band in the past, trying to kill the waiting time as much as possible.

The two men behind him were whispering to each other.

Although they lowered their voices as much as possible, it was not difficult to hear clearly in this public environment.

"I'm telling you in secret. Our army is losing the battle on the front lines. The confrontation between the aliens and the space marines has begun to spread beyond Pluto and into the inner solar system."

"To reverse this disadvantage, the bureaucrats of the United Government intend to continue expanding the military and incorporating innocent people like us into the planetary defense force."

"Alas, I really don't want to go to war. If those spaceships launch a single attack, we won't be able to find our ashes anywhere."

Little Hunter moved forward with the crowd, listening to the gossip behind him without saying a word.

"Yeah, what can ordinary people like us do? They just want us to die so that these damn bureaucrats can exploit us more safely in the rear."

"I heard that those space warriors and robots are actually aliens. What does it have to do with us if these aliens fight aliens?

Why should we be affected? We could have lived a leisurely and comfortable life. Even if the two superpowers were hostile to each other, our lives would not be greatly affected."

Little Hunter couldn't help but frown when he heard this. He wanted to refute the ignorance of these two idiots, but his wife's advice made him suppress his anger.

“I heard that the leader of those Space Marines was a guy named Roshi.

It was he who solved the disaster of the Yellowstone volcano eruption, but it was also he who brought us a greater disaster."

"It would be great if he died. The aliens might retreat. After all, we don't have anything that those aliens would be interested in.

They can't possibly come to take slaves again, since they don't have cotton fields or rubber plantations to cultivate."

"I think that so-called emperor is also a liar. In this day and age, there are still people who believe that the human soul will go to a place to enjoy eternal peace after death."

As little Hunter listened to the increasingly outrageous conversation of the two people behind him, his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

He never thought that he would be so close to two scum of the surrender faction, and take a bath in a public bath.

In his understanding, it was Lord Roxi who quelled the Yellowstone volcano that was about to erupt and saved the world.

It was also Lord Roshi who was leading the Space Marine Legion and was fighting a bloody battle with the enemies at the edge of the solar system.

Countless human warriors risked their lives to protect these scum?

This is really ridiculous.

Little Hunter had a good impression of those Space Marines. If he were not too old, he would have wanted to sign up for the Astartes recruit selection.

In his opinion, this is what a real man does, using his gun and sword to protect his family behind him.

Even if they sacrificed their lives in battle, those who were loyal to humanity could return to the Lord of Humanity and find eternal peace on the Golden Throne.

Little Hunter had heard of the teachings preached by the Emperor's followers, and he was willing to believe that they were true.

Because when he silently recites the name of the emperor, he really feels inexplicably touched and moved in his heart.

He could not tolerate the heroes on the front line bleeding while the people being protected in the rear were actually cursing the heroes' death.

Human beings are always protected by the bravest and most fearless among them, but those who are protected are still greedy.

Is it really worth it? Does it really make sense?
Hunter Kurland's chest heaved violently. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and when he suppressed his anger, he looked like a giant bear on the verge of a rampage.

He gently placed his basin and towel on the ground and pushed them with his foot to avoid them being damaged by the fight.

The two people who were joking and chatting behind them looked at the burly giant in front of them in surprise as he turned around, and instinctively felt a little scared in their hearts.

"Hello? What's up?"

One of the fair-skinned young men spoke tentatively under tremendous pressure.

"Are you the ones who just cursed the soldiers on the front line?" asked little Hunter.

"You want Lord Roshi to die? So that those alien bastards can spare your lives?"

The young man was suddenly speechless, realizing that he had said the wrong thing and was heard by someone who shouldn't have heard it.

An awkward smile appeared on his face, and then he touched the back of his head, thinking about how to explain it.

"If that's what makes you angry, then I apologize. I shouldn't have said such discouraging words."

"You know what I mean, buddy. The pressure is just too great right now. Let's just have some harmless jokes to ease the pressure."

"If you don't like it, then we'll shut up." He was not a person who was slow to think. The burly man in front of him was obviously angry at their teasing and talk.

As the saying goes, a wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. It won’t be too late for them to regain their face after they leave here.

However, little Hunter didn't want to let these two people go. There was a rage burning in his heart, and if he didn't vent it, he would burn himself.

Everyone in the public bathhouse was naked, so little Hunter couldn't grab anyone's clothes and throw them over his shoulder.

He threw a clean and sharp straight punch at the opponent's fair face. The huge force instantly deformed the opponent's face and blood spurted out of his nostrils.

The enormous force even temporarily overcame gravity, knocking the opponent back and falling heavily to the ground.

Without hesitation, he pounced on the second man and pinned him to the ground. Then he elbowed him fiercely in the side, hitting him like a cooked shrimp. His eyes rolled back and he passed out.

But in the blink of an eye, little Hunter knocked the two human scum to the ground, and they could only roll over and wail, holding their stomachs.

The crowd around him retreated in fear, but some people also expressed their approval of Hunter's behavior.

They have been annoyed with these two idiots for a long time, but they have not taken any real action because they are worried about violating the laws of Base City.

The disturbance that broke out in the public bathhouse was quickly reported.

Things like fighting might not have been a big deal in the peaceful past. At most, you would be taken away and jailed for a few days, and then wait for your lawyer to bail you out.

But now we are in a state of war, and even a large rear area like Earth is full of dangers, with all kinds of biological weapons like the Blade of God lurking everywhere.

The coalition government manages such violent incidents extremely strictly and generally imposes severe penalties.

Little Hunter acted as if nothing had happened, took the ID cards from the two bastards lying on the ground, and then cleaned them up in the shower.

Ice-cold water gushed down from the shower head above, washing over his bald head and entire body.

The people around him looked at him with awe, and tacitly chose other shower rooms to queue up.

They also wonder how the coalition's law enforcement officers will deal with people like Hunter Jr.

In just three minutes, the coalition government's PDF, based in Detroit, responded.

A group of soldiers wearing finely crafted carapace armor and armed with incendiary rifles rushed into the public bathhouse.

These fierce veterans are all equipped with exoskeleton armor. With the addition of alloy combat boots and tactical helmets, their height is close to two meters.

These sci-fi-looking equipment are standard features of PDF.

They saw little Hunter waiting among a group of naked men.

“Who is abusing violence?”

"We received a report that there was a fight here."

The PDF captain stared intently at little Hunter, but still said this.

Little Hunter stood up and looked back without showing any weakness.

It would be a lie for him to say that he had no regrets. If he were punished by the coalition government, it might affect his parents, wife and daughter.

These people are his weaknesses.

But he still maintained his attitude and met the PDF captain's gaze.

"It was me. These two idiots openly cursed the heroes on the front line and mocked the Space Marines who were loyal to the Emperor. I just gave them a little beating."

"I was very measured in my attack. They won't die, nor will they be disabled."

"I'll beat up this kind of scum every time I see them. This is an insult and a disgrace to heroes!"

He held his washbasin and said with forced calmness.

"You want to take me away? Then go ahead."

After hearing what Hunter said, Captain PDF immediately pulled over a naked man who was watching the fun and began to confirm the authenticity in a serious tone.

The adolescent boy was startled. He looked around in fear, but swallowed and nodded to the captain.

"Yes, I heard these two grumbling all the time. They are very unhappy with the current situation."

"They even said some things that violated the rules."

After getting the answer he wanted, Captain PDF nodded immediately.

"Take these two scumbags away. We were just about to crack down on this kind of defeatism, and they just happened to walk into the crossfire. It's their bad luck."

He waved his hand, and immediately two burly men picked up the two men.

The carapaces on their bodies carry micro-powered backpacks. Although the effect is far inferior to that of the Astartes, it is more than enough to deal with these ordinary people.

"We were beaten, why did you arrest us?!"

"Is there any law left? Is there any justice left? I need a lawyer!"

The man who was knocked unconscious by Hunter woke up quickly, but they found that the PDF people did not catch the thug, but came to catch themselves instead, and they were suddenly confused about the situation.

"thug?"

Captain PDF grabbed the guy by the neck and lifted him up from the ground.

"I'm fighting my ass off in the front, just for you to gloat over my misfortune in the back?"

"This guy fights well. Not only will he beat you up, I'll beat you up too!"

The next second, Captain PDF slapped the two scumbags left and right.

With the help of the exoskeleton armor, even their teeth were knocked out and their faces were swollen like pig heads.

"I know there are many of you out there. Maybe there are others in this room that haven't been exposed yet."

Captain PDF looked around and then spoke word by word.

"You better not get caught by me, or I'll throw you out there into the wasteland where those bioweapons roam and see if your alien masters want you!"

"Do you think this war is the same as before? As long as you surrender, the war will be over."

"You idiots who haven't thought straight yet, surrendering is like putting your heads in front of someone else's gun and seeking death."

Then the PDFs took little Hunter and two scumbags who were beaten half to death and left the residential area.

The captain gave little Hunter a coat and pants, so that he wouldn't have to run around outside naked, which was disrespectful, and then handed him a cigarette.

A steel flip-top lighter ignited a flame, and in the drifting smoke, the captain looked at little Hunter with a smile.

"Their problems are solved, so let's talk about yours."

"Do you want to accept the punishment, or choose another option?"

"According to the regulations of the base city, those who fight will participate in forced labor for six months."

"But if you join PDF, you can be exempted from punishment."

Little Hunter's pupils contracted and his heartbeat quickened.

"I choose the latter." He said without hesitation.

His father, Hunter Sr., was a veteran of World War II, but he was extremely disgusted with his son following in his footsteps.

But now, little Hunter realizes that he has a rare opportunity in front of him to take the first step towards his dream.

I believe his father would not want his son to go to jail.

"Good boy, I have high hopes for you." Captain PDF patted the other's shoulder and said.

"Your size and strength are tailor-made for PDF. You have great potential."

"Perhaps you won't be limited to the planetary defense force, and you can become a mortal auxiliary soldier fighting alongside those space marines."

"That is an honor that ordinary people cannot achieve, to walk side by side with the Emperor's angels in a mortal body."

"It's a pity that I don't have that opportunity. Those tests are extremely difficult. For ordinary people, becoming a PDF is already very good."

"Go back and say goodbye to your family. From now on, you are no longer the protected, but one of those who stand up to protect humanity."

"You bear not only the responsibility to your family, but also the responsibility to our race and civilization."

"You need to tell those bastard gods that humans are not to be trifled with."

When little Hunter returned to his home in a daze, the appointment document from PDF had already been sent to him.

His father, old Hunter, looked at his son helplessly.

He knew that this kid wouldn't be so honest.

Thinking back to the time, he was also so young and energetic, and he went to the battlefield for the beliefs in his heart.

But all impulsive actions will eventually lead to the disillusionment of dreams.

When people really reach that point and experience the cruelty of reality, they will find that everything is very different from what they imagined.

"Now that the documents have been issued, you can't refuse to go."

"Son, I can only tell you to protect yourself. I don't want my granddaughter to grow up without a father."

Little Hunter also regretted his impulsiveness. His wife was already in tears, and his young and ignorant daughter was still curiously watching why the adults were crying.

But when his wife cried in front of him, Hunter's heart hardened.

Someone has to take responsibility, so why not him?

If everyone hides in the background and hopes that others will step up, sooner or later everyone will think the same way.

It is precisely because Hunter loves his family so much that he has to stand up.

He won't be the first, nor will he be the only.

More humans will wake up and shoulder the responsibility of fighting against those malicious beings for their own race in this cold and dark universe.

The wife hugged little Hunter and told him to keep himself safe. Then she gave her necklace to her husband and prayed for his safety.

Countless Hunter Kurlanders stepped forward, and in this critical moment, the number of applicants at PDF's recruitment office has been full.

Even some mutants from the X Academy strongly requested to join PDF to fight the most dangerous and brutal enemies.

As the principal of X Academy, Charles has always been very caring towards his students.

He never allowed mutants with average or undeveloped abilities to carry out overly dangerous missions.

"We mutants are also human. Why can ordinary people join the PDF but we can't?"

"If we don't shed blood at a time like this, how can we have the nerve to call ourselves part of the human race?"

"Professor, I know you're doing this for our own good, but we also have our own persistence."

"We respect you, but we also ask you to respect our choice."

Inside the X Academy, many young mutants passionately expressed their attitudes and positions to Charles, and then resolutely left in Charles' helpless eyes.

"Young people are always more likely to be idealists. I hope they can always remain firm in their ideals and beliefs."

Charles sighed.

"Of course, compared to these, I hope they can come back intact and alive."

"To be alive is to have hope; otherwise, everything is meaningless."

Eric shook his head helplessly. The biggest problem with his old friend was that he was too kind.

Sometimes it is even pedantic to the point of being too soft-hearted.

"Young man? Charles, aren't you a young man?"

"Why are you always so confident in yourself but have no confidence in them?"

"In these turbulent times, who can guarantee their survival? Not even you and me."

"Whether it's the 'little guys' in PDF or us 'big guys', it's all the same."

"None of us can truly control our own destiny, but that doesn't mean we can just let it go."

"At least I will never let others control my fate. Never!"

Charles knew that Eric was right, even if they were powerful fourth-level mutants, so what.

In this kind of war, they are still as insignificant as a blade of grass.

"After this ordeal, if all of us can get through it, then humans and mutants will truly become one."

"How can steel be melted and recast without being burned by fire?"

"This is a challenge and an opportunity."

Magneto patted the professor's shoulder and immediately turned to look at the starry sky.

"Charles, I now feel more and more how insignificant even gods are in the face of human will."

"Even if they have the power to annihilate a planet in a moment's thought and spread fear and death across many parallel universes, no matter how many times they annihilate or how many worlds they enslave, there will always be humans who are unwilling to kneel, unwilling to submit, and unwilling to degenerate."

"We humans are sometimes weak, and sometimes we would rather die than surrender. This is so contradictory and complex. This is what being human is."

"Why are those gods so eager to kill us?" Magneto said, looking into the professor's eyes.

"That's because they are afraid. They are afraid that our unyielding will will be passed on to humans in other universes, which will truly shake their throne."

"One person's resistance might not be very effective, but what about 100 million, 1 billion, or 1 trillion people?"

Charles's blood was boiling as well. He had always been a calm and rational person, but at this moment, after hearing Eric's voice, he also felt ambitious and passionate.

"I've received news that Luo Xi intends to break this stalemate. They are about to launch a decisive battle against the guys from the Blade of the Gods."

"And I will join in and do my part."

"I hope you'll join us, brother."

"I, Eric Lansherr, am both a mutant and a human. If anyone dares to cross my path, even if they are gods, I will kill them!"

(End of this chapter)