Warhammer 40k: Far East Storm

Chapter 294 Penalty

After the two black armored warriors bowed and saluted, they dragged the screaming Mayer out of the room.

Ai Lin shook his head, picked up the goblet, took a sip, walked to the window, and looked out of the window.

Alin is now standing on his ship Slaughter Angel, looking at the scene outside the warship through the thick characteristic glass window.

Outside the window is the depths of the dark universe, which is a kind of deep darkness that makes people palpitate. The original twinkling starlight is also dimmed at this moment. Under the power of the psionic storm, this star field has been completely isolated from the outside world. Even the light of the stars in the distance seems to have been exploded in this alien space. The energy is distorted and obscured, and it becomes dim.

Looking down, it is a bright red in an arc until the depths of darkness. This bright red is so vast that it almost occupies the whole vision. It is the ocean gathered by blood. This frightening scene is the sea of blood above the moon of Eden, the sea of blood created from the void by the god of fear. This boundless sea of blood is not only a flag of fear of abuse, but also a clear signal to warn those malicious enemies. At the same time, this is also the channel for the chaotic legions to use different spaces to the world.

In the center of the ocean, a huge blood vortex is propagandising. The center of the vortex is the door of deep and twisted space connecting the two worlds. A huge warship is slowly crawling out of the door at a slow speed like a snail. Although he abhors this slow speed, Ai Lin knows that this is also helpless.

The real world and the chaotic world are like two sides of a coin. Although they are inseparable from each other, there is a great force at the regular level between the two sides. It is extremely difficult to come from the chaotic world to this world, and the more The larger the creature, the higher the power level, the more difficult it is to pass through the two spaces. Just like a warship traveling like a snail in Ailin's eyes, its huge size and quality make it encounter extremely strong obstacles when crossing the door of space, and it also needs to pay great power and power. Of course, in the chaotic space, Ailin has long been prepared for all this, and the plan has been arranged for a long time. All that is needed now is to wait patiently.

Ai Lin is not full of this at all. After all, there is nothing he can do. Even a true god like fear of abuse, he can't freely shuttle between the two worlds. No, strictly speaking, if there is no accident, such a powerful true god like fear of abuse can never come to this world.

Ai Lin was looking at the warship struggling to rise in the vortex ocean, but suddenly, a face suddenly appeared in front of Ai Lin, covering Ai Lin's whole career. It was a face full of panic and anxiety. His eyes showed uncontrollable panic. To be precise, a person He was lying on the outer wall of the ship, with his face against the window, and looked at Ailin with a pleading face. His mouth kept moving, as if he wanted to say something. Naturally, Ailin couldn't hear a word.

Ai Lin slanted his eyes and looked out from the corner where the window was not covered. Ai Lin saw a group of people dancing in the dark universe outside the window. It seemed that they wanted to catch something, but they couldn't catch anything. There was nothing in the empty universe.

This guy lying on the shell of the warship, plus the people who dance in the universe, are not other strange creatures, but the wastes in the company under Elin's jurisdiction. Just now, Elin was in a bad mood for a while. At the same time, in order to make room for the execution room, he ordered his subordinates to occupy these full of the execution room. Everything has been disposed of as garbage.

How to deal with garbage on the warship? Naturally, it is compressed and put into the garbage bin, and then dumped into the universe. It's even simpler for these humanoid garbage. You don't even need to compress them specially. You just need to leave them in the garbage room, then open the hatch to the universe, let the air pressure send them into too fast, and all this is done.

If it is an ordinary person, or an ordinary creature, it may die in an instant because of the imbalance of air pressure, and some strong creatures can survive, but this is not lucky. They will survive for a short time more than ordinary people. In this way, people in a single coat and shorts float into the universe, and without any special equipment, they can't survive for a long time. Without oxygen, they will eventually suffocate to death.

But chaotic interstellar warriors are not as simple as "some strong creatures". They are originally interstellar warriors, the most elite warriors created by the empire. They can easily adapt to all kinds of harsh and cruel environments, and after defecting to chaos, these chaotic interstellar warriors have great abilities. With the improvement of the degree, especially their perverted vitality, it will be extremely difficult to kill these chaotic star warriors.

So even if these interstellar warriors are regarded as rubbish by Ailin, they will not die immediately after being thrown into too quickly like garbage. They will initially float more than 300 earthly in the universe. Before that, even if they want to be in a coma, it is impossible for them to have a powerful physical function that makes them Even if they are hit hard, they will not lose consciousness, so for these chaotic interstellar warriors, even coma has become a luxury. After 300 earth time, one who can't be supplemented may fall into self-hibernation and continue to float in the universe, perhaps for hundreds of years. After that, they will slowly step into death.

This will be an extremely cruel punishment, especially for warriors, but for those excellent chaotic interstellar warriors who are still on the ship, this will be a great encouragement and motivation to work hard. No one will want to fall into that situation. It is too horrible to float weakly in a place that can't reach the world, soberly endured the suffering of despair, and finally slowly step into a long death. It's really too horrible. Compared with the heroic death on the battlefield, no one will choose the former way to die. So they will redouble their efforts to surpass others and become more powerful chaos warriors to avoid being left in space as garbage.

"Come on." Erin called, and soon a servant responded to his call and bowed to his side. "Send it down and clean up the thing lying on my window with 'wipeers' and rubber bullets, and the garbage lying on the ship. Don't use lethal weapons. I don't want them. It's so easy to die, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." After the servant bowed, he went backwards. In a short time, the unlucky man lying in the Erin window was blown out by the rubber bullets fired by the 'wipeer' and floated in the depths of the universe with his waste companions.

Ai Lin suddenly became in a good mood. He drank the wine in the toast, hummed and walked to the bookcase. He casually chose a book, took it out and read it for a while, put it back, and changed to another book. He spent his time happily. Before long, the two strong black armored warriors He dragged Mayer back to Erin.

"Well, that's right. Does it look like a lot now?" Ai Lin sneered and said, "The so-called waste should look like a waste. Mayer, you are a shameless waste now. Anyone who sees it will know this."

Mayer was just standing with difficulty at this time, and he couldn't say a word.

Not long ago, Mayer was dragged into the execution room. The executioner taught Mayer a lesson in a skilled way. In the execution room, Mayer was tied to a specific torture tool, and the executioner cut his skin from Mayer's back with a knife as skillfully as a butcher killing a chicken, and then With such a slight tear, in a short time, Meyer's whole skin was peeled off.

This is not a literary peeling, but a real peeling of a living person's skin from his body. From Mayer's back, to his head, to his face, to his neck, to his limbs, Meyer's skin is like taking off his clothes in the executioner's hands. Of course, it is impossible to take drugs such as anesthesia. In this process, Mayer almost fell into a collapse. He couldn't help but let out a sad howl, which only made the executioner feel more excited.

Fortunately, the executioner was familiar. This process was too skilled for the executioner, so Meyer's torture did not last long. After a while, Meyer's skin was peeled off, and Meyer was dragged back to Erin's front, waiting for his trial.

Mayer, who is standing in front of Erin now, is like a character model in the anatomy class of medical school. There is no skin on his body, only red and white striped muscles, and the bright red blood soaked on the surface of the muscles can be seen. As I said with Ai Lin, he is really shameless.

"Then announce my punishment for you. I should have let you die like this, or float in the universe like other wastes and slowly collapse in despair. But after all, I still know you. Although you are stupid, you are still an excellent warrior, so I will give you a warrior. The death. Give him armor and weapons, throw him back on Eden, and let him continue to fight. Erin ordered, "Mayer, either you die on the battlefield like this, or you will kill enough spiritual people, live to the end of the war, wash your shame with the blood of the enemy, and return to my regiment. Do you accept such a punishment?"