Chaos Ogryns in Heavy Armor

Qin Yun's words made the players realize that the gun in Old Bird's hand wasn't that valuable, so they lost interest and stopped paying attention.

They were only thinking that next time they scavenged loot, they had to be quicker and get a gun for themselves.

Little Fatty and Brother Zhong were a little disappointed that they didn't buy Old Bird's gun.

But thinking that the game had just started.

There would be plenty of opportunities to get guns in the future, so they cheered up again.

Ending this little episode, Qin Yun led the players, starting from the Strategic Command, to continue exploring.

He had checked the overall layout of the Imperial Glory on the control panel.

He knew that there was an Armory near the Strategic Command, which contained guns.

He planned to get some weapons first to arm these players.

Relying only on simple weapons such as pipes and wrenches, it was impossible to regain control of the Imperial Glory.

The Lunar-class Cruiser was about 5 kilometers long and 0.8 kilometers wide at the belly, accommodating nearly 100,000 crew members.

Even if some people died on the Cadia battlefield.

A batch died in the Warp accident.

And another batch was slaughtered by Warp creatures.

At least twenty or thirty thousand people were still left, turned into monsters.

Sixteen people were to wipe out tens of thousands of monsters.

Without guns, those monsters just standing still and letting them kill them would be a huge project.

Moreover, the enemies couldn't possibly stand still.

Warp creatures might still be wandering on the lower decks.

The cargo hold, accommodation area, lower decks, and other areas were very likely to have armed crew members and Scavengers (armed elites).

Even if these guys were corrupted by Chaos, they would retain the instinct to use guns.

To defeat those enemies and recover the Imperial Glory, they had to have enough firepower.

The Armory was not far from the Strategic Command, about 300 meters away.

The only problem was that there were many monsters along the way.

The slightest movement would cause them to swarm from all directions.

Roars, blood, and death intertwined.

Bullets tore through flesh, and sharp blades cleaved through bones.

Qin Yun took the lead, holding an automatic pistol in one hand and an entrenching tool in the other, charging to the front.

Bang!

A mutant roaring at Qin Yun, baring its fangs, had its head blown off with one shot.

Another mutant charging over was smashed in the head with the entrenching tool.

The savage force caused the opponent's head to burst like a watermelon, twitching and falling to the ground.

The players following behind Qin Yun were also fighting hard.

Forming small teams, cooperating with each other.

Ten-Timer, Old Bird, and Warmaster, the three players, worked together quite well.

A mutant pounced over and was knocked to the ground by Warmaster swinging a wrench.

Ten-Timer took the opportunity to step on it, preventing it from getting up.

Old Bird held the muzzle close to the mutant's head, "In the Emperor's name, I grant you mercy."

After saying that, he pulled the trigger.

The muzzle flashed red, and a ruby-like beam shot out, instantly piercing the mutant's head.

After twitching a few times, the mutant stopped moving.

"I've leveled up to level 3 and also gained the skill Gunnery (Basic)."

Old Bird's tone was a little surprised.

"I also leveled up, but the new skill I got is Warp Siphon (Basic)."

Ten-Timer stretched out his hands, and a faint halo enveloped his hands.

"Oh, you're really a Psyker?" Warmaster looked at Ten-Timer's hands in surprise, "Awesome, when will you evolve to be able to crush heads."

"I didn't expect I was a mage either," Ten-Timer shook his head, "I guess I'm a Rookie Psyker, I have to be more advanced to learn how to crush heads."

Hissing sounds rang out.

Two mutants howled and ran over from a distance.

Ten-Timer turned his head to look over, and then subconsciously pushed his hands forward.

An invisible force erupted, creating a shockwave.

The two mutants were sent flying as if they'd been hit by a heavy truck.

Bang! Bang!

The two mutants slammed into the wall.

Their bones shattered, and they died instantly.

Warmaster and Old Bird looked at each other in shock, then at Ten-Timer's hand, and then back at the mutants who had been sent flying.

They shouted in unison.

"Holy crap, that's awesome!"

Ecstasy flooded Ten-Timer's face.

He hadn't expected his psychic powers to be so strong!

With a little training, punching Ahriman, kicking Magnus, and standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the Lord of Change wouldn't be a dream.

"Heh heh, it's time for this world to feel the humiliation of a mage," Ten-Timer said, getting a bit cocky.

"Big bro is mighty! Ten-Timer, you have to humiliate them ten times!" Old Bird shouted.

Warmaster also waved the flag and cheered, "Humiliate this world fiercely, young man!"

At that moment, another mutant rushed out from around the corner at the end of the corridor, howling as it charged towards the three of them.

"Big bro, please take action."

Old Bird and Warmaster retreated in tacit agreement, leaving the stage to Ten-Timer.

"Watch me."

Ten-Timer was about to repeat his previous trick, absorbing Warp energy to blast the mutant away.

Suddenly, his head felt like it was being pierced with needles, and he was in excruciating pain.

A terrifying laughter echoed in his ears, as if from hell.

The next second, Ten-Timer was kneeling on the ground, clutching his head as if it were about to explode, and letting out a pained cry.

This sudden change stunned Old Bird and Warmaster behind him.

The mage who had just been shouting about humiliating the world was now kneeling?

He hadn't even humiliated the world yet! Was he being pushed back by the world and rubbed on the ground?

"Don't abuse your psychic powers."

Bang, bang, bang! Qin Yun, who had walked over, shot the mutant dead.

He helped Ten-Timer up and sternly warned him.

"Your mind isn't strong enough. Overusing your psychic powers will overwhelm you. In severe cases, your head might explode."

"Looks like this mage has a lot of limitations. He's not the meta build," Old Bird said with some regret.

"Alright, let's forget about humiliating the world for now. Just follow the brothers and shoot your guns," Warmaster said, supporting Ten-Timer and earnestly advising him, "Playing with psychic powers is destined to be a dead end. A real man should shoot guns, shoot them hard."

"I feel like you're a bit off!" Ten-Timer said, his face speechless from the headache.

The mutants on the way to the Armory were weak and didn't have guns.

Under Qin Yun's command, the players successfully reached the door of the Armory.

They entered the password obtained from the control panel.

The sound of gears turning rang out, and the door opened.

The Armory wasn't large, only about thirty square meters.

Inside, there were four shelves filled with a dazzling array of guns.

The players, like cats seeing dried fish, rushed into the Armory with joy, grabbing their favorite weapons.

"I want this, and this!"

Warmaster quickly grabbed a laser gun and two automatic pistols, hanging them on either side of his waist.

The other players followed suit, afraid of not taking enough.

"Damn, is this a loyal plasma?"

A player, whom the others called Scalp (Night Lord asks if your scalp itches), held up a plasma gun with a blue glow emanating from its handle and shouted excitedly.

"M35 Magna Plasma Gun, usually used by the Cadian Shock Troopers," Ten-Timer said after taking a look, recognizing the plasma gun model in Scalp's hand.

"Damn, you can even recognize that? Awesome," Scalp gave Ten-Timer a thumbs up.

"I don't really like playing games and miniatures, but I like to study background stories and data, so I'm very proficient in these equipment, ships, and the like," Ten-Timer said, a little embarrassed.

"Concussion grenades, hehe, give me a few more."

Brother Zhong picked up a few grenades and stuffed them into his pockets.

"There are melta bombs, grab them, grab them," Old Bird said, following suit.

"Brothers, let's push this big guy out together." Little Fatty waved at the crowd.

"Damn, that's a multi-barreled laser heavy machine gun, definitely a heavy weapon."

Scalp walked over and his eyes widened when he saw that Little Fatty had found a multi-barreled laser heavy machine gun with a guard plate, wheels, and support frame.

"Godwyn-De'az Pattern Multi-Laser, a standard multi-barreled laser design. A Gatling gun of the interstellar age. If this thing is set up in a position, we won't be afraid no matter how many mutants there are."

Ten-Timer walked up and stroked the cold barrel, his movements gentle, his tone full of excitement.

"The details in this game are so well done, even the binary prayers on the barrel are there."

"Come on, let's push it out." Little Fatty waved and shouted, "Let those damn mutants taste the power of the Machine God."

Several players who were close to Little Fatty helped push the multi-barreled laser heavy machine gun to the door.

This thing wasn't light, even without the battery, it took two players to move it.

The players rushed into the Armory like looters.

Some guys carried several guns on their backs, and three or four pistols on their waists.

Even then, they weren't satisfied, and kept grabbing grenades, covering themselves from head to toe.

"Enough." Qin Yun stopped the players from continuing to snatch things.

"These are all the Emperor's property. Take what you need, and don't waste it."

"These weapons all need to be purified. I will purify them for you once, and for the rest, you can go to the shrine and consume faith points to purify them."

Hearing Qin Yun's words, the players wailed.

But there was nothing they could do, since Qin Yun controlled their ban power.

They could only honestly put the extra guns and ammunition back.

Qin Yun used purification to help the players expel the Chaos energy from the weapons.

When the Imperial Glory had its accident, the entire ship was exposed to the Warp.

These guns were naturally not spared, and were all contaminated.

It was just a matter of degree.

After letting the players take the weapons, Qin Yun closed the Armory again and changed the password.

This was his first asset.

He had to use it to fool the players who logged in later.

With guns, the speed of clearing the mutants was much faster.

The players also generally leveled up to level three in battle, and awakened basic skills such as Gunnery (Basic).

The corridors near the Strategic Command were quickly cleared.

After Qin Yun led the players to clear out a group of mutants, they arrived at the Tactical Projection Chamber.

The metal blast door of the hall was eight meters high, its presence imposing.

The door's surface had a huge Imperial double-headed eagle relief.

Qin Yun entered the password on the verification tablet.

With the flashing of lights and the buzzing of gears, the heavy metal blast door slowly opened.

Roar!

A low roar came from inside.

With the help of the rotating scarlet lights in the hall, the players saw a group of hideous mutants and two Chaos Ogryns wearing heavy armor and wielding heavy shields and power mauls.

"Do you know the difference between an Ogryn in heavy armor and an Astartes?"

Ten-Timer nudged Old Bird's shoulder with his elbow and asked him a question.

Old Bird looked blank, "What's the difference?"

"That's right, there's no difference."

"That joke is so funny, not funny at all."

The Chaos Ogryns let out a low roar at the players, and then launched a rumbling charge.

The mutants howled and rushed over like a tide.

"Fire!" Qin Yun shouted, and took the lead in pulling the trigger.

PS: Take a look at the Ogryns.