"Bang, bang, bang."
Explosions and impacts continuously assaulted the doors of this grand hall. Clearly, the fellows outside wanted to break through that barrier and finish him off.
Yet how could a door storing a Trade Warrant ever be breached by such means?
Gao Yi knew he was safe, at least for the moment, but he had no idea what had happened to this warship.
"Medic, what's your name? How did you get here?" Gao Yi asked curiously, looking at the young doctor beside him.
"You may call me Connie, and I do not know how I came to be here either. The moment I gained consciousness, I knew you were the great Creator. My mission is to protect you and obey your every command."
"You say I am the Creator?!"
"That is correct!"
Hearing this mention of the Creator's title from someone belonging to StarCraft, Gao Yi's immediate reaction was the Xel'Naga.
That was an entity capable of creating universes and even seeding life. The true forms of these powerful beings lived within the Void, yet they could project their physical entities into the material universe, though they required the ingestion of energy to sustain their existence in the real universe and strengthen their power.
Not to mention, they sounded a lot like the demons or Chaos Gods of the Warp!
Unable to extract any more useful information from Connie, Gao Yi still intended to resolve the problem right in front of him.
Since Medics could indeed be summoned, the good brothers of the Terran race—the Machine Gunners—could be too!
Opening the shop page once more, Gao Yi shifted his gaze to the Machine Gunner.
I never expected those fifty-credit good brothers to jump in price by a hundred credits. I hope they're worth the tag. And I still don't know the source of the Psionic Crystals; surely I won't have to go mine them like in the game?!
Gao Yi directly converted all of his remaining eight hundred Psionic Crystals into Machine Gunners. Unsure of the enemy's numbers and strength outside, he decided to spend it all to play it safe.
When the Psionic Crystals were consumed, eight beams of light appeared simultaneously within the hall. A few breaths later, eight Machine Gunners clad in blue CMC-400 Combat Suits materialized out of thin air.
Compared to the tiny appearance of Machine Gunners in the game, the oppressive aura they projected when standing right in front of him was immense.
Though not as towering as Space Marines, the Machine Gunners wearing CMC Combat Suits still stood at an average height of two point five meters. The Combat Suit also drastically increased strength, endurance, and speed. Built-in functions such as infrared detection, intelligence sharing, real-time positioning, and shooting prediction further enhanced the combat effectiveness of these Machine Gunners.
A Space Marine's Power Armour required the implantation of a black carapace for proper use; it amplified the user's original physical fitness while augmenting their defensive and survival capabilities, and the presence of the black carapace allowed the Power Armour to be wielded as fluidly as one's own body.
Yet the fact that CMC Combat Suits could be provided to ordinary humans was their greatest value.
Meanwhile, the massive C-14 Gauss rifles in their hands provided them with ample firepower.
"Ranger Second Lieutenant Damon, reporting to you."
The lead Machine Gunner addressed Gao Yi sternly.
"Ranger? The insurgent army raised by Terran protagonist Jim Raynor?!"
Surrounded by this group of hefty men in an instant, Gao Yi felt a sudden surge of security.
As long as the enemy wasn't Space Marines or some powerful Psykers, Gao Yi was certain these Machine Gunners could give them an unexpected surprise.
The C-14 possessed enough penetration to pierce five-centimeter steel plates and a rate of fire of eighteen hundred rounds per minute. As long as the enemy was still flesh and blood, there would be no problem.
"Everyone, take down any living thing you see outside! Connie, keep an eye on everyone's status and don't let anyone die."
"Mission guaranteed."
The Machine Gunners aimed all of their barrels toward the hall's doors, while Gao Yi approached the Thinker by the entrance.
He placed his hand upon the console in front of the Thinker.
Bloodline detection complete. Identity confirmed: Gao Yi Mongert.
The Thinker's Machine Spirit was awakened and awaited Gao Yi's commands.
"Open the doors!"
"Please verify command. The system has detected slight Warp energy reactions outside."
"Open the doors! Now!"
As the Thinker began to operate, the immensely sturdy door before them—alloyed even with Adamantium—slowly swung open.
The people outside were also stunned to find the door opening.
"Looks like that bastard has accepted his fate! Rush in, finish him off, and destroy that warrant! The Mongert Family's oppression of us ends here! From now on, we are the masters of this warship!!"
The mob outside consisted entirely of tattered wretches whose prolonged malnutrition made their complexions terribly pale. Gao Yi truly wondered how they had managed to fight their way all the way here.
When the heavy doors opened completely, what greeted this mob of thugs were eight Machine Gunners and their pitch-black gun barrels.
"Who—who are these guys?! This isn't what was agreed! Didn't they say the candidate had no guards around him?!"
The thugs cried out in terror.
"Fire! Take them down!!!"
The Cold Fusion Devices on the chests of the CMC Combat Suits began to charge the C-14 rifles. Spike Rounds accelerated by electromagnetism and assisted by propellants rained down upon these mortals like a storm.
The mob didn't even possess the most rudimentary set of armour; taking a single round meant being blasted to pieces.
"Advance! Suppress them! Don't let a single one escape!"
Damon ordered the men to switch from full-auto to controlled bursts, the auxiliary targeting on their tactical visors allowing them to precisely pick off the surviving thugs.
Still, it couldn't be said that the mob lacked any means of resistance. The bullets fired from their makeshift Autoguns merely kicked up sparks against the armor of the Combat Suits, but the Laspistols they had somehow acquired were already capable of inflicting damage upon the Machine Gunners.
Yet it was precisely this damage that allowed Gao Yi to witness the outrageous side of a Medic.
The nano-beams emitted by the Medic not only repaired physical damage to flesh, but could even repair inorganic matter like the Combat Suits.
The game had once again manifested into reality.
As wave after wave of thugs were gunned down, Gao Yi discovered that his Psionic Crystals were actually starting to climb?
Though a single thug only provided two to three points of Psionic Crystals, the sheer volume made up for it.
Nearly a hundred thugs had by now been practically slaughtered by Damon and his squad, netting Gao Yi close to three hundred points of Psionic Crystals.
It seems that killing people influenced by the Warp allows one to plunder that portion of Warp energy within their bodies. Even these thugs who haven't been completely corrupted can provide this much; acquiring one hundred thousand Psionic Crystals doesn't seem quite so difficult to accumulate after all.
Moreover, alongside the slaying of these Warp-influenced thugs, it wasn't just the balance of Psionic Crystals that was rising; Gao Yi also felt a certain power within his own body swelling.
He could practically see his projection within the Warp growing increasingly solid. Even that projection was swallowing the surrounding Warp energy to magnify itself, resembling a black hole existing within the Warp. The devoured power was transforming into an exceptionally pure force that fed back into Gao Yi, though the current degree was still insufficient.
How is it that my physical strength seems to have increased a bit...
Hearing the gunfire outside finally cease, Gao Yi poked his head out from the hall.
Gazing at the limbs and severed arms scattered across the floor, coupled with the exceptionally rich stench of blood, Gao Yi almost vomited.
Living in an era of peace, where had he ever witnessed such a scene?
Damon and his subordinates began inspecting every corpse to ensure they were thoroughly dead.
Suppression of his inner fear drove Gao Yi to step outside the doors.
"Are you alright!" Connie hurried to Gao Yi's side.
"I'm fine, just still a bit unaccustomed to it..."
At that moment, the elevator not far away began to operate.
Damon and his men once more aimed their weapons at the elevator, but when the car reached Gao Yi's floor, what emerged was not a group of thugs, but a group of people wearing Imperial Navy uniforms.
The two sides readied to pull their triggers the very instant they set eyes on each other.
"Hold! Don't shoot!! I am Gao Yi! Don't shoot!!"
Gao Yi recognized the other party; they were Boatswain Dris and Master-at-Arms Veil from this ship, and the others recognized him just as well.
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