Human Light Umbrella

Leon fell heavily on the metal deck of the maintenance bay.

But before he stood up, the Mammoth seemed to be pulled off the ground by some force, and the huge body began to roll over.

This change made Leon's body uncontrollable, and he suffered the impact in the huge maintenance bay, and he could only use the way of hugging his head and curling up to minimize the damage.

Outside the Mammoth.

Main road just one block away from the square.

The battalion commander led the Kriegers, together with the only surviving siege tank and two armored personnel carriers, to attack the rebel positions stationed at the intersection.

And the Mammoth, which defended them against the attack, seemed to be kicked away by an invisible giant at this time, and rolled over and rushed to the back of the street.

"Boom-long-!"

The car hit the ground downwards,

Gliding for a certain distance, he finally stopped until he hit an apartment building on the side of the street.

The Mammoth that can destroy the moving fortress with one blow is only the former director, Phils Toroni.

"Ah."

Firth stood in the center of the rebel position, put down his right hand connected to the scimitar, looked at the mammoth smoking from a distance, and said contemptuously to himself:

"It's just a big bug that is overconfident. No matter who it is, it can't stop the coming of my lord."

"Boom! Boom!"

Phils was talking to himself. At the same time, the dense barrage from the station of the 087 regiment began to cover the square.

But the explosion that was enough to overturn the ground did not happen in the square, but was offset by the spiritual energy barrier emitting green light.

"Boom! Boom!"

Next, the artillery of the siege tank and the two armored personnel carriers, as well as the small missiles and grenades fired by the heavy kriegs, as well as the Gauss spike rounds and high-energy beams, were also blocked by the psionic barrier.

Instead, the rebels took advantage of the gap protected by the barrier and used anti-tank weapons to successfully destroy the last three armored units of the Kriegers.

It can be seen from this that the spiritual energy contained in Phils' body has reached a level that ordinary people cannot compete with because of the "my lord" who has not yet appeared.

But the Kriegers simply don't care.

Seeing that the long-range attack was ineffective, the battalion commander drew out the chainsaw sword with his right hand and swung it forward. Accompanied by the unique "beep! beep!" whistle, he was the first to charge.

The remaining [-] or so Kriegers also drew out their chainsaw swords and various melee weapons, followed their battalion commander fearlessly, and charged towards the rebels and Phils' position.

"..."

The rebels who heard the whistle, even though they were corrupt, still felt fear.

"What are you afraid of!" Fels, who noticed that the momentum of the rebels was a bit sluggish, roared furiously:

"You all have my Lord's blessing! What's more, I'm here! What's so scary?? Ah! Kill this group of heretics who can't speak!"

"For...for my lord...!"

Chapter 244 "God's Chosen" and Looting

"Ta! Tat!"

The position where the rebels were located fired a salvo of gunfire, and the clear and pulsed gunfire echoed throughout the center of Area 01.

The Kriegers, who were charging quickly towards the position, were under heavy barrage.

But among the weapons of the rebels, only large-caliber fixed machine guns, anti-tank weapons and artillery of armored units can instantly penetrate or destroy TPS-IV and CMC-700 power armor.

However, the distance of an intersection was fleeting, and before there were too many casualties, the Kriegers had already rushed to the edge of the stinking position.

"Om-~!"

The battalion commander who was the first to rush into the position swung his chainsword and slashed at the left shoulder of the nearest rebel.

"Shhhhhh!!"

Even with the obstacles of armor and bones, the chainsword cut through very "smoothly", removing the rebel's left shoulder, right arm and head.

Dark green blood sprayed all around, and also splashed on the battalion commander's power armor.

While completing the slashing action, the battalion commander swung his left hand holding the bolt gun to the other side, and pulled the trigger on the rebel with the "vice mouth" on his abdomen.

"Hey!" A shot.

"Pfft!" The corrupted and swollen head exploded.

When the battalion commander dealt with the two rebels, the remaining Kriegers also rushed into the position and killed all enemies in sight with extremely fast efficiency.

In an instant, the position where the smell was hard to describe, became even more stench due to blood, broken arms, and remnants flying all over the place.

In melee combat during the exercise, even the elite UNSC paratroopers needed five times as many people to barely equalize Krieger, and that was when both sides were equipped with equal weapons and equipment.

This is not a drill, and Krieger is not facing elite paratroopers, but renegade UNSC Army soldiers.

The hand-to-hand combat seemed to turn on some kind of "switch" between the battalion commander and Kriegers, making them frantically harvest the lives of the rebels.

"For my lord! Die heresy!!"

A rebel yelled, and took the opportunity to rush towards Krieger, who was surrounded by groups and had no time to take care of his back, and pointed his gun at the weak part of the back waist of TPS-IV at close range.

"Tattoo!"

"Puff...! Puff!"

This time, the pulse bullet successfully penetrated TPS-IV, and several warheads exploded in Krieger's body, and the bright red blood flowed out of the power armor, causing Krieger to stagger and collapse on the ground .

"Hahaha! Die! Heresy!"

"My lord shelter! Heresy is not a threat!"

Seeing Krieger finally knocked down the invincible, more than 20 rebels around them vented their long-suppressed fear with loud cheers and thanked their master.

But before this Krieger completely lost his ability to move, he used dictation in his helmet to order the small cold fusion reactor of the power armor to overload.

then...

"boom--!"

The violent explosion swallowed more than 20 rebels in the blink of an eye, and the shock wave also knocked down many rebels in the distance.

Overlook from above.

The surviving Kriegers, with their frenzied close combat without fear of death, actually overwhelmed the rebels who outnumbered them by ten times.

"These guys...are gods of death!"

"Why...why! With the blessing of my lord, why are you still not their opponents!"

Krieger's disregard for his own style has once again brought the morale of the rebels into a slump.

Some rebels even began to doubt themselves, why should they take refuge in "my lord" in exchange for the so-called true meaning of life?What is the purpose of the mutiny?

"A bunch of trash!"

Firth swung his scimitar and cut two retreating rebels in two. He looked at Krieger who was about to charge in front of it, and raised several twitching and wriggling "left hands" to clenched together.

"Crack it!"

Accompanied by the terrifying sound of bones breaking, Krieger, who was being targeted by Phils, was crushed into a ball by the tyrannical psychic energy.

After easily killing a Krieger, Fiers looked at the most ferocious battalion commander.

"Quiet!"

A psychic lightning that twisted into a "Z" and flashed green light shot out from Fiers' tentacled left hand, and shot straight at the battalion commander's helmet.

"Snapped!"

The speed of the psychic lightning was so fast that the battalion commander had no time to react before he was struck straight.

The helmet, which was originally painted yellow, was also scorched by psychic lightning, emitting wisps of black smoke.

Then his body was slightly stiff and his head fell back, paralyzed on the ground motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Seeing that the battalion commander was not moving, Phils showed a deformed smile on his distorted face, held up the scimitar, and said contemptuously:

"No matter how strong this group of guys who can't speak are, there is no blessing from God, so... kneel down for me!!"

As Phils said, a wave of psionic energy visible to the naked eye centered on it, quickly covering all the rebels and the remaining Kriegers.

This fluctuation had no effect on the rebels, but the Kriegers were unable to attack anymore, and forced the Kriegers to kneel down.

!

Krieger persisted with all their strength, even if they couldn't bear it, they would rather choose to lie on the ground completely without resistance than to kneel to Phils.

"Ah."

Looking at Krieger who was lying on the ground, Fiers gave a disdainful smile, looked around all the rebels present and said loudly:

"This is the fate of opposing our lord! Come on! Pry off the helmets of these dumb people and feed them the nectar bestowed by our lord! Let's see if we can cure these dumb people!"

Finding that Phils turned the situation around by himself, all the rebels finally regained their confidence, and then they said in unison, "Yes!!"

Next.

The rebels separated a group to get the equipment box containing the soup, and the rest of the rebels went to the immobile Kriegers, preparing to pry off the helmets of the power armor to see Krieger's true face.

"Forehead..."

At this time, the battalion commander, who seemed to have died long ago, groaned in pain.

He put down the bolt gun he was gripping tightly, stretched his left hand to the back of his head, and manually unlinked the helmet from the power armor.

With great effort, the battalion commander took off the completely damaged helmet, revealing his true face.

It is very different from what the entire UNSC, including the general public, guessed.

People who don't know the details, through Krieger's special helmet, instinctively imagine them as "reformed people" with terrifying appearance and skin full of needles.

However, the reality is quite the opposite.

I saw the battalion commander who took off his helmet, with neat short hair, healthy fair skin, tough facial features, and a rather handsome appearance.

The only "disturbing" thing was the bloody left eye, the cheek under the eyes, and two blood stains that were about to dry up.

Just now, Phils' psychic lightning caused the helmet screen to explode, injuring his left eye, and because of the electric shock all over his body, he fell into a short-term coma.

The battalion commander threw the helmet aside, stabbed the ground with the chainsaw sword in his right hand, and then got up to stand up with his strength, staring at Fiers with his right eye, and shouted hoarsely:

"The 087th Regiment Combat Battalion is ordered! Continue to charge! For the sake of the sir! For the company! Follow me to kill the heresy of cholera Arcadia!"

Yelling at the same time.

The battalion commander held the chainsaw sword in both hands, tried his best to kill the nearby rebels who hadn't reacted, and then ran towards Fels.

Krieger, who was supposed to be unable to move, could struggle to get up at this moment, also holding their chainsaw swords, and continued to kill the fallen traitor beside him.

? ? ! !

The unexpected sudden change caused many rebels present to die under the swords of Kriegers before they could react.

"This... how is this possible!"

Even Phils, who had always been aloof, was amazed by what happened before his eyes.

In its eyes, Krieger is obviously just a bunch of dumb people without psychic powers, so how can they withstand its psychic oppression.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the battalion commander and more than a dozen Kriegers had rushed to it not far away.

"Damn... a bunch of damn dumb bugs!!"

Fiers returned to his contemptuous attitude, unleashing a more powerful psychic lightning with his left hand.

"Crack! Crack!"

The battalion commander was struck by lightning again, and connected to a dozen comrades beside him in series.

The comrades were directly struck by the lightning and fell to the ground motionless, but the battalion commander was able to face the psionic attack and kept approaching Fers.

And this tyrannical psionic attack, at best, only slowed down the battalion commander's pace.

! !

The occurrence of such an incredible situation caused Phils's corrupted brain to shut down, and he kept saying "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!".