Chapter 59 Nightmare Time

"So we can only push it one by one. The enemies gathered together and were on guard. We rushed in, killed them all, and destroyed what they protected. Then find the next one and do it again," Li's hands trembled slightly. He clenched his fingers, shook his head and said, "What a stupid way."

"I see you are trembling," Elizabeth asked doubtfully, "Are you afraid?"

"No, how come? How is it possible? Astalt was fearless. I was just a little excited," Li smiled and said, "My first battle with demons was also my last battle. I fell on the battlefield, but I was not reconciled. At that time, we didn't know about this kind of enemy, and we didn't want to know about it, because the Star Wars were invincible. No one can beat us except ourselves. The same is true. If it weren't for our own problems, even if the evil god came in person, we would have the confidence to defeat it. Among all the enemies, what I hate most is these unnatural monsters from different spaces. They are not blocked by armor and armor. The battle with them is not just on the battlefield. If I can, I will naturally hope to meet the demons in the battlefield branch I am good at. I am looking forward to evil. The appearance of magic blood splashing. When the enemy is on guard and concentrated, rush in and slaughter it. To be honest, I have never done such a thing. If the enemy foolishly does something similar, we will usually use heavy weapons to level the place, shell, or bomb, which is simple, fast and efficient. So I said that the method we use now is a stupid method, but it is a good method, and I like it very much. Throwing bombs from afar, or just reporting coordinates easily, is a little too strategic. It's not like a battle, but more like a game. It's very safe and boring.

"Maybe you should examine your heart and not let yourself get lost in the pursuit of violence. We set foot on the battlefield not to pursue fun, but to perform our duties.

"Hahahaha," Li Chang smiled happily. After a while, he stopped laughing and said, "Don't worry, I won't become an irrational murderer. We have always been like this. In the past, we spread faith in slaughter; in battle, we spread the truth. Now, we use the enemy's blood to sing the emperor's anthem; we use chain saw swords and explosives to play music for it. Times are different, and the sayings are different, but the battlefield has not changed. We come, we kill, we win, and this will never change. Li ended the conversation with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, Judge. I'm telling the truth. Thank you for your concern. I'm going to be on the first shift. You can take a break first. The environment here doesn't seem to be very friendly to you. Have a good rest and adjust your state. You have to do intense exercise later."

Elizabeth smiled and said nothing more unexpectedly, and now she really needs to rest.

Of course, she did not agree with Li's thoughts. Obviously, Li did not believe what he said, whether it was to spread the truth in battle or to praise the emperor with killing, it was just some different statements in his mouth. He said these words with a joking expression, and he didn't believe it at all. Li believes in only the battle and victory itself. Simple to simple ideas, but after all, that is Li's philosophy, which is the philosophy that soldiers learned on the battlefield.

No prayer, no missionary's fancy speech, no commander's inflammatory speech. Some are just a desire for battle and an unwavering belief in victory.

It seems that as long as he is there, victory will become inevitable.

At this moment, Li is like a chain saw sword handed down from the legendary era. The sword body has long been rusty, and the serrated teeth have long lost its edge. It seems that there is no threat. But when he stepped on the battlefield, the ancient chain saw sword turned again, and the engine made an ancient roar. The voice is low but powerful, and the seemingly injurable serrations contain terrible destructive power under high-speed rotation.

This is a scene that can't be seen in the interrogation room. It can't be read in the text file. In a peaceful world, soldiers wrap themselves up with polite words, a respectful attitude, harmless smiles, layers of illusions, and try their best to make themselves harmless, so as not to hurt others by mistake. Now, all these illusions have been torn to pieces by the rotating serrated teeth, and only at this moment, on the eve of the battle that is about to set foot on the battlefield, Li shows his ferocious appearance and his true appearance.

Suddenly, Elizabeth has such a strange idea. This little white face, hey, this man may be born to belong to the battlefield. This is his home. On the battlefield, he is as if he is in his own home. He shows the most real and relaxed side.

Such Li gives people a special sense of trust. He is about to face the tension of the devil, as if the endless spiral staircase puts pressure on people's hearts. The strange environment makes people's tense spirit, which can be relaxed in Li's words and smile. Elizabeth herself felt a little strange about this. Even though Li did not have strong muscles and broad chests, his still had a clean and bright smile, just like the sky after the summer rain. All the haze was swept away, leaving only a clean and sober world that had been washed away.

So Elizabeth happily accepted Li's kindness. She took off her armor, wrapped herself in a cloak, lay on the sofa defenselessly, closed her eyes, and then fell into a deep sleep.

She is really too tired.

Li gently walked out of the room, closed the door, and began to patrol around.

Elizabeth breathed smoothly, her long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly. There was no sound in the room, but she still heard the voice that had been haunting her for many years.

Perhaps it was because of the strange environment here. Maybe it was a slight flaw in the heart after a high degree of tension and relaxation. No matter what the reason was, the nightmare that had been entangled around Elizabeth rushed back with an unprecedented fierce posture.

Elizabeth happily saw that the waves on the beach faded, revealing the unprecedented underwater world, but she didn't have time to be happy. The chaotic sea rushed back in a more fierce and ferocious posture. The big waves surged, overwhelmed everything, easily threw her up, and then swept away.

So Elizabeth returned to that time, where the nightmare began, and she heard that sound again.

The sound of chewing, as if someone is eating, biting bones, and full of juice. She woke up in her dream, but she still closed her eyes. She felt the breeze gently blowing from her face, the temperature of a trace of flame in the wind, and the intermittent and faint crying in the distance.

I don't know why, she knew very well that it was the crying voice of a mother and her daughter.

It was an early morning. The sun beat lightly on Elizabeth's eyelashes. The surroundings were extremely quiet. There was no footsteps from the street, no noise of car engines, no chickens, no dog barking, and even the chirping of birds was lost. The whole world was extremely quiet, only the sound of chewing. , and crying from afar with the breeze.

What is the chewing sound? Elizabeth wants to open her eyes to see.

Don't open your eyes, don't open your eyes, don't open your eyes! Another Elizabeth shouted anxiously in her heart, but Elizabeth in the dream could not hear the roar in her heart. Her eyelids were heavy, but her mind was full of doubts, so she tried hard and opened a crack slightly.

She saw a strong and huge red-skinned demon squatting on the other side of the room with his back to him.

The chewing sound came from the devil's mouth. The monster held a nun's body in one hand, opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth, and sent the nun's slender legs into his mouth. He suddenly bit it down, tilted his head, pulled it, and tore it open with one hand. One of the leg of the nun was just like this from his body. The top was pulled down, followed by a big mouthful of chewing, biting off the bones, and splashing flesh and blood. The nun had been dead for a long time, her neck was twisted in a strange posture, her eyes were wide open, and she looked at Elizabeth godlessly.

Stand up! Stand up!! Stand up!!! You coward, stand up and praise the emperor and rush out!

But at that time, Elizabeth could not hear the roar from the depths of his heart, and the past history would not change.

In my sleep, time has already gone back to the beginning of everything.

She woke up from confusion in an instant and understood where she was.

At that time, Elizabeth was still a newcomer to the combat nuns. This was the first time she participated in the combat mission. Unfortunately, her first time was not good. The nuns encountered a very difficult task.

I am on Planet 3 of the Abel Galaxy. A rare evil has occurred here. Unconsciously, the people on this planet have been polluted by evil thoughts. The trend of evil thoughts is like diseases that can infect others, spreading among people, corrupting their thoughts and invading their souls. Ignorant people shout about freedom of belief and freedom of religion, but they are doing heinous things. These madmen destroyed the church and killed the state priests. They resisted the divine emperor in the name of freedom, despised the majesty of the divine emperor, and ignored the gift of the divine emperor. These ignorant guys don't know that they are not born free. Without the holy emperor, they will have nothing!

A small number of local guards can't stop the crazy people at all, and the local garrison here are also involved in the rebellion. The local army opened its arsenal and allowed the mob to rush into it to grab weapons.

This is a well-planned rebellion, and Elizabeth's nuns' mission is to reach the planet, show the majesty of the emperor and completely eliminate the rebellion.

When the nuns came to this world, they found that the scale of the rebellion was underestimated. When they understood this, the nuns had fallen into the siege of the mob. In the face of the enemy with weapons, the nuns did not hesitate to attack. Hit. But the other party is not a real warrior. Before taking up arms, they were just ordinary civilians. Some of them are white-collar workers sitting in the office, some are workers in factories, some are housewives, and some are school obscene gatekeepers in white towels. Some of these people have only been targeted in the shooting range, and more people have never been exposed to guns. They are just ordinary people fascinated by a novel idea. Some fancy and unrealistic statements are charming, and the laser rifles in their hands give them a false confidence. When they put their hands on the cold gun body, feel the wooden buttstock with their arms, put their fingers on the trigger, and put the living people in their hearts, they feel unprecedented. Some pleasures are the satisfaction that ordinary people can't feel, and it's the great power that can't be reached in daily life - the right to control the life and death of others. Just by gently pulling the trigger, the weapon used for killing can easily take a living life.

Just when the confidence of these fools was unprecedentedly inflated, the nuns ignored the encirclement, the disadvantage of the number of people, and the negotiation requirements from the enemy. The nuns prayed like the emperor, and then sang hymns to launch a ruthless attack on these fools.

It's as easy as breaking eggs with a hammer. It's a complete slaughter.

The explosive bomb smashed the enemy's body to pieces like a torn rag; the chain saw sword roared and cut the flesh and blood and body, and human beings screamed that they were sawed and broken and dismembered; the flamethrower burned them into coke and purified all the sins here. The bloated confidence of the moab was like a bulging balloon, which was gently poked by the nuns and smashed.

As usual, under the protection of the emperor, victory is taken for granted. But winning the battle does not mean that the work is over. On the contrary, for the nuns, the work has just begun.

Even in the fortieth millennium, interstellar navigation is not an ordinary thing. The empire sent the nuns here from tens of thousands of light years away not just to win a battle, but to solve the problem completely. Yes, the nuns won the victory, but the problem has not been solved. On the contrary, the problem is buried deeper.

There are still many people who are polluted by heresy. After this obvious battle, they will know how to hide their own ideas. People who yearn for freedom will engrave freedom in the depths of their hearts, and then bury it deeply. There will be hatred buried together. The relatives and friends of the deceased will not reflect on themselves, and they will not face themselves. The obvious sins committed by their relatives and friends. They have hatred for the empire, but they understand that they can't fight head-on. They will pretend to be obedient and wait for the next opportunity. Maybe after the nuns leave, the second rebellion will appear again.

The problem is tricky, but the nuns are experts in solving this kind of problem.

Completely eradicate the seeds of rebellion and the soil where the seeds live. This is the mission of the nuns. If you don't know whose soul is eroded by heresy, then all the people who may be eroded will be purified; if you don't know whose heart has hatred, then all possible hatred will be erased.

The battle on the battlefield is only the beginning of the massacre. After the battle, the massacre gradually rose [tide].

The enemy is no longer a man on the battlefield, but also unarmed women, resentful children, and the nuns smashed their gates, rushed into their homes, purified them with flames and explosive guns, and proclaimed the authority of the emperor with more brutal and cold killing. Admittedly, not everyone is guilty. Some people are trapped by moans. They are in an excited crowd. In order to protect themselves, they have to agree with everyone's opinions, while some people express their opposition in silence, but nuns will not have the time and energy to distinguish all this. Free thinking is like a virus. After the rumors spread in the air, even if you open the man's mind with a chainsaw sword, you can't see what he is thinking.

Eradicating evil and cultivating the soil of evil is one of the many tasks of the nuns.

As the work continues, the space for infidels to hide is getting smaller and smaller. These evil guys pretend to be ordinary people and hide in the crowd. When their concealment disappears, these evils will eventually reveal their deeds.

At the beginning, the crowd here shouted "for freedom" and killed the missionaries of the state religion. In the end, the desperate people shouted "I want revenge", using evil rituals and the lives of countless women and young children as sacrifices to summon evil spirits.

And at that time, Elizabeth didn't know this. She was just a weapon in this crazy battle, a newcomer with an explosive gun. She didn't need to think or feel guilty. She just needed to pray and then accept orders to carry out the task. She didn't care who the enemy was and how powerful it was. , or how weak she is, she doesn't care about the woman's tearful begging, she doesn't care about her crazy father's crazy counterattack, and she doesn't care about the old man who kneels in front of her and begs the emperor for forgiveness. She just pulls the trigger and brings destruction and flames in the name of the Holy Emperor.

In the follow-up work, the nuns dispersed and carried out tasks in teams. Elizabeth's team was ordered to purify a small town. As a result, on this town, Elizabeth's team was ambushed. When the nuns opened the door and rushed into the house, what they saw was not a frightened face and a trembling person. It's a real demon.

The devil has red skin, goat-like sharp horns on the top of his head, and a flame of sin shining in his eyes. When the devil opened his mouth, Elizabeth saw the snake-like forked tongue in the devil's mouth and the sharp teeth like a shark.