Bandle, an agricultural world. Just as its name implies, it is a world dedicated to producing food for the Empire.
Unlike Forge Worlds, the planetary environments of Agricultural Worlds are generally very habitable. However, in order to feed the huge populations of other planets and the vast number of Astra Militarum soldiers, every inch of space on Agricultural Worlds is used to produce food to the maximum extent, thereby improving the efficiency of planting and harvesting crops.
As an agricultural world, most of Bandle is occupied by plantations, hydroponics, animal feed mills, and livestock farms. Aside from a few cities and two million servitors working day and night, the planet has a population of less than 100 million, and its garrison is pitifully small.
Therefore, after being suddenly attacked by the alien combined fleet, the Imperial Navy stationed here suffered a devastating blow. Three frigates in orbit and 15 patrol ships that had rushed in from the nearby star field were all sunk.
The alien joint fleet entered the planetary orbit of Bandle without encountering any decent resistance.
Faced with such a tempting "cake", they chose to land on the planet, ready to burn, kill and loot, and by the way, indulge themselves and vent, enjoying the painful wailing of humans.
At this moment, the largest city on the planet Bandle was already ablaze. Everywhere was a scene of people being slaughtered, raped, and eaten, with desperate screams and wailing cries.
Large numbers of humans, like chickens and ducks, were forcibly dragged out of their houses by the aliens. Their clothes were torn off and they were subjected to extremely rough and humiliating postures to confirm their gender and the degree of fatness of their flesh.
Once confirmed, a cruel feast will be staged among these beasts!
The young, plump ones would be cooked and grilled right there. Some would even rush forward and, using the most primitive and barbaric methods, gut and tear people apart, stuffing their flesh into their mouths and chewing it before they were even dead, simply to savor the ultimate "deliciousness" and listen to the "food's" screams of fear before death.
Women were even worse, becoming mere toys for the aliens to vent their anger. Due to the vast difference in size between the two, they often couldn't endure the pain for long before breaking down. Upon death, they transformed into pus-oozing puffs, their eyes wide open, unable to close.
This kind of thing happened all the time on Bandle. Prayer, helplessness, and despair filled everyone's heart.
Today, the remaining survivors in this city have all been gathered in the Holy Lis Academy under the Stained Window Order.
The Order of Stained Window is a group of diligent craftswomen. Although nuns, they are solely responsible for maintaining and crafting the windows of Imperial temples and cathedrals. Their magnificent, intact, and eye-catching stained glass windows serve as a beacon for the general public to come and be edified. Saint Lis Academy is a place dedicated to training these stained glass nuns.
Although this academy only recruits girls under the age of 18 with graceful figures and dignified appearance as candidates for nuns, it is still the territory of the imperial clergy after all. It still has its own defensive forces to a certain extent!
Together with some imperial defenders and a large number of civilians who had fled here, they began to build simple fortifications with the concerted efforts of everyone to resist the alien attacks and thus delay time.
But...how long can they hold on?
Boom! The gate of Saint Lis Academy was being violently rammed. The remaining men were desperately holding on to this last gate to prevent it from being knocked open.
A large number of female students from the academy were carrying heavy objects to help block the entrance. However, they suddenly heard the shrill screams of the students outside the house who had been caught and had no time to escape.
So, they couldn't help but lean against the welded window and look in the direction of the sound through the gap in the baffle.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
This sight frightened the young girls to the point of choking and sobbing, their faces filled with fear. Their legs trembled like sieves beneath their short skirts. A foul-smelling liquid trickled down their stockings.
Several girls instantly collapsed, slumped to the ground, and sat like ducks. Their bodies trembled, their hands clasped together, not caring about their disheveled skirts or the spilled spring light, but praying devoutly to the God-Emperor, begging for the angel to descend.
"Great God-Emperor! Please save our poor people. Where is your fleet? Where are your angels?"
Boom! Boom boom boom! The door was hit again and shook violently...
Through the crack in the door, one could already see the group of burly pig-headed men, grinning like a cat playing with a mouse.
A man holding the door turned and shouted, "Stop praying! Come help! Do you want to become like those girls outside?"
The firepower from the academy's rooftops never ceased, but the besieging pig-headed men were too numerous. To secure their final "trophies" within the academy intact, they chose not to retaliate with heavy firepower. Instead, they exchanged fire with the armed guards on the rooftop while sending teams of shield-wielding "heavy armored soldiers" to attack the gate.
At this point, the humans were practically out of ammunition and food. If they couldn't deal with the heavily armored soldiers holding shields below, the academy's gates would soon be smashed open. Then, a swarm of pig-headed men would rush in, transforming the entire academy into a living hell. It would be a scene straight out of "The Evil Pig Corps: The Holy Purelys Academy Muzan"!
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