The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Guard

Not far away, an army of hundreds of Zerglings was attacking the northern defenses of the settlement. They were in a dispersed formation, intending to reduce the damage from the settlement's firepower.

"Maintain suppressive fire!" Reno's roar rang out from the northern defense line, and at the same time, his C-14 electromagnetic rifle opened fire, a dense barrage of spiked rounds pouring from the muzzle and shooting at the attacking Zerglings.

About thirty militiamen were stationed on the northern defensive line. Their weapons varied, ranging from gunpowder weapons to electromagnetic rifles, but they maintained their line, relying on cover, and shot at the alien insects.

Strong young men among the immigrants also volunteered to help transport ammunition and supplies to the front lines.

"Stand on alert on the other three sides. No need to send reinforcements to the north. We can handle this." Reno fired while issuing orders to the other defenses over the communicator. "These bugs won't just attack this side."

Elpis stood on a high ground in the defensive line, holding the Moon God's Spear in his right hand and the Guardian's Spear he carried from the Falcon Motorbike in his left.

Instead of attacking the jumping insects immediately, he observed them, both the aliens and the militiamen.

Perhaps it was Renault's command at the front, or perhaps it was the golden-armored giants on the battlefield, but these militiamen unleashed astonishing morale and fiercely attacked the enemy.

Dozens of springtails had broken through the militia's line of fire and reached the vicinity of the bunker. At that moment, Elpis made his move, quickly raising his Guardian Spear and pulling the trigger of the double-barreled explosive generator mounted on it.

In an instant, dozens of explosive shells pierced the air, accurately hitting the heads of these jumping insects. They shot out from the other end, embedding themselves directly in the soil, and then exploded, blasting away the soil beneath the ground.

The immense power and astonishing destructive force elicited gasps of surprise from everyone present. Elpis calmly sheathed his spear and withdrew from the front lines. By now, the entire wave of Zerglings had been wiped out, leaving only the militia to clean up the battlefield.

"Your weapon is really powerful," Renault said, walking to Elpis's side after giving the order. His mask opened automatically, and a green light shone on Renault's face through the built-in display. "But why is it mounted on a spear?"

"A composite weapon system is a better fit for my combat style." Elpis continued to use the detection device in his hand to study the corpses of these springtails.

"What are you doing handling these disgusting corpses?" Reno said. "You're not planning to make roasted flea legs, are you?"

"Is it edible?" Elpis asked Renault, his interest piqued.

"Yes, it's possible. It's high in protein and low in fat." Reynolds paused for a moment, "but the taste is a bit sour and astringent, and the meat will become tougher after grilling."

"It seems these aliens can be made into excellent food," Elpis said, tearing off the hind leg of a springtail, peeling off the chitinous exoskeleton to reveal the red muscle inside. "Let's try roasting them."

"Alright, since you want to give it a try," Renault called to the militiamen who were resting nearby, "ladies, set up the stove, we'll add an extra dish tonight."

In this way, the militiamen collected more than thirty relatively intact hind legs of springtails, skinned them, bled them, washed them, and then set up a stove to roast them.

During this time, the escort soldiers from Deadwater Base once again came to the settlement to transfer immigrants. They took half of the civilians with them, and the other half would have to wait for the next transfer.

Elpis saw that the warriors, who were wearing power armor similar to Raynor's, were covered in the purple blood of the Zerglings, suggesting that they had also been attacked by the Zerg.

After the transport vehicle left, Elpis's expedition team arrived at the settlement. The arrival of three small giants in black armor and a tall woman in light gold armor once again caused a stir among the people of the settlement.

"My lord." The four men approached Elpis and respectfully greeted him.

"You were also attacked by aliens?" Elpis glanced at the purple blood remaining on the four people, while turning the hind legs of the jumping insects that were being roasted.

“That’s right, these aliens are relatively weak,” Loken and the others said, removing their helmets. “They pose very little threat; a well-equipped Astronaut Corps could wipe them out.”

"Don't underestimate these aliens; the Zerglings are just their most basic unit."

"Fleas?"

"The locals call these alien creatures 'fleas,'" Elpis said, pointing to the dead springtails nearby. "And the alien creatures like the ones you've encountered are called 'springtails.'"

Renault saw the group of people talking and walked over.

"Welcome to Ma Sara."

Renault looked at the four people who had just arrived. He couldn't understand a word of their conversation, and the translation device built into his helmet couldn't find the relevant language either, leaving Renault completely baffled.

It's important to understand that everyone within the Federation speaks a unified language at this time, with only a few tribes on remote planets using languages ​​that outsiders don't understand.

Moreover, the three black-armored warriors wore thick armor, which reminded him of the Federal Speaker's personal guards he had seen on television, possessing armor far superior to that of ordinary marines. All of this made Renault realize the extraordinary power behind Elpis and his group.

As for the beautiful woman, seeing that she was only slightly shorter than him and that her eyes revealed a soul-searching gaze, Renault gave up on making eye contact with her.

"I am Sheriff Jim Reynolds. Thank you for your help in protecting the civilians in the settlement."

Loken was somewhat surprised that even in other universes, humans spoke such a similar language, which, although not the official language of the Empire, was still a kind of low Gothic.

"Renault is our ally," Elpis's voice rang out, also in this low Gothic language.

"Understood, sir." Loken nodded and looked at Reno. "Protecting mortals is our duty. You need not be grateful, Sheriff Reno."

Renault's eyes darted between Loken and Elpis with a strange look, then he sighed and said, "Well, it seems you two are indeed from the same squad; you even talk alike."

"However, I'm not here to discuss your ways of speaking. The springtail legs are roasted, would you like to try some?" Renault beckoned Elpis and the others over, handing them the roasted leg meat, and instructed them, "Roasted springtails are a bit tough, we usually chop them up before eating, or put them in bread."

Before Renault could finish speaking, the five people in front of him immediately grabbed the hind legs of the Zergling and started gnawing on them. They easily bit off pieces of leg meat and chewed them, giving unanimous praise.

"It's perfectly cooked, tender yet firm, rich in protein, and made with easy-to-find ingredients; it's very delicious."

Renault: "Huh?"