Chapter 40: The Storm is Coming
While the young man was bidding farewell to his elders, also in the City of Renaissance, Cui Kao, the original high priest of the original Angry Owl Sect, was doing his daily homework.
This is a bright hall, and a statue of a god that looks like a bear or an eagle stands here. The angry owl statue is carved from white jade and looks furious. Anyone standing in front of it will feel like a storm is coming towards them, and those with weak minds will have their minds destroyed by the strong wind.
The original high priest Cui Kao, however, was lying safely in front of the original statue of the angry owl.
He was being baptized by the storm and at the same time listening to the wrath of the gods.
At this moment, a priest wearing a gray hood quietly appeared behind the high priest.
Being far away, he did not feel the wind, but he knew what would happen if he stood in front of the statue of the storm.
And the high priest has been standing here for a long time.
The priest's eyes were filled with fear and piety. He reported in a low voice: "High Priest, our actions in Renaissance City have encountered some obstacles. The governor who is not in the city has put too much pressure on the Alliance Government. They are now investigating us more vigorously. Many materials can no longer be operated through official channels. The missionary work among the refugees in the outer city has also been forced to go underground."
The high priest turned around, his eyes deep, as if he could see through the priest's heart. Although his lips did not move, his voice sounded like a breeze in the priest's ears: "The power of the storm is endless. We will overcome all difficulties and accomplish our sacred mission. Any obstacles will eventually be destroyed by the storm, even if it is a governor who is blocking us."
The priest was convinced: "You are right. The Howling Wind Envoy sent a message earlier that the enemy has taken the bait. I believe there will be good news soon. As long as the governor dies, the whole Fuxing City will be in chaos! They can't afford the price of the governor's abnormal death. They will be afraid of the starships in the sky. By then, no one will have the energy to care about what we are doing."
The high priest sighed and said, "Time flies, and humans are still sinking in ignorance. Only storms can lead them out of darkness. Our mission is to spread the glory of God to every corner of the world."
The priest responded respectfully: "As you said, High Priest. We will do our best to live up to Storm's expectations."
The high priest prayed silently again and sighed, "May the storm guide our path and make us a beacon of light to guide people in this darkness. Go, my child, and the blessing of the Lord be with you."
The priest bowed respectfully and then left quietly, leaving the high priest standing alone in front of the statue of the angry owl.
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Yan Fangxu already deeply felt that something was wrong.
He led the 3rd Infantry Battalion, which had just been formed and equipped, and carried out a cleanup operation on the alien woodland.
Four hours ago, his team was purifying a monster nest.
They killed dozens of monsters near the nest, and the next thing to do was no different from the previous one. Although the scale of this hatching nest was larger than any they had encountered before, it was not as big as they had imagined.
After destroying the nest, they prepared to leave and go to the next location.
Then, intensive gunfire was heard from the surrounding woods.
Yan Fangxu's command style has always been steady. Even though he had destroyed many hatching nests before, he still did not relax his vigilance when he encountered this one. He did not miss any of the peripheral guards that should be deployed, and when destroying the hatching nest, he did not forget to set up temporary defense positions. In short, he was fighting a stupid battle and leaving no loopholes.
He knew that old man Perbov had been complaining about his slow efficiency behind his back, and wanted to let the 2nd Battalion do this job, and let the newly formed 3rd Battalion guard the house. But obviously, the Governor-General trusted him, a proper Imperial Captain, more than the quick-made Perbov.
And he lived up to the Governor's trust. Since the start of the operation, the troops he led had suffered very few casualties.
Especially today, his caution paid off.
The soldiers on guard outside discovered a large group of monsters approaching. They opened fire first, delaying the monsters' advance and buying time for Yan Fangxu.
The soldiers on guard outside fought and retreated, and when they came back, Yan Fangxu had already commanded the troops to build a triangular defensive position. The three infantry companies each took a position, with some parts extending outward to form a corner for each other, and ensured that the firepower could cover and support each other.
All this was accomplished in the ten minutes or so that the soldiers on guard outside had gained. On the one hand, this was because Yan Fangxu had excellent command and advance preparation, and the troops strictly observed discipline and did not relax; on the other hand, the military skills of the entire 3rd Battalion were completely solid.
Although they had never fought a hard battle, the soldiers were visibly nervous, but their morale remained high and they followed orders meticulously, reaching the normal level of the Imperial Astra Militarum.
Every time he saw this scene, Yan Fangxu would sigh.
There weren't many such troops on the Quintet. Most of the slave laborers or servitors couldn't reach this level. Only a few marine corps had this ability; and the marine commandos he brought with him were indeed more elite, but there were only about a thousand soldiers of this level on the entire starship.
The soldiers smoothly built a defensive position, which eased Yan Fangxu's nervousness caused by the sudden attack.
When the enemies appeared in front of them, the soldiers began to fire fiercely.
Under the crossfire, the monsters fell in large numbers.
They quickly repelled the attack of the monster group.
Those disgusting pus-filled monsters of various shapes were lying dead on the ground, and the dark green pus flowing out of their bodies was extremely smelly.
It's disgusting, but it's not a big threat. Enemies that can only rely on biting, close-range pus splashing corrosion, and will die if shot have no chance under the firepower net.
But before they could relax for a while, the second wave of enemy attacks arrived.
There were still a large number of abscess monsters, with human, animal, and other shapes covered with lumps, rushing out of the woods, howling and rushing towards the position. In this second wave of attack, some creatures with long-range attack methods appeared.
Abscess ejector.
This monster looks similar to an ordinary abscess monster, except that it has an additional ejection port on its chest or head. When it reaches a distance of about 50 meters, it will stop where it is, accumulate pus for a while, and then eject large amounts of yellow-green pus from the ejection port.
These monsters, which can spray highly corrosive pus, pose a great threat to the position.
(End of this chapter)
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