Familiar Faces in the Underhive, Though They Seemed a Little Too Eager to Fight Someone to the Death

Ronan reacted the fastest. "Everyone, follow up! Aim at Genestealers above! Don't let them sneak attack from above!"

The veterans cooperated with Ogryn, one charging and the other covering.

Gunshots, roars, and screams mixed together, and the entire tunnel was shaking.

Dredd suddenly remembered what he said at the crime scene.

Lower Hive guys, speculators who exploit loopholes----

He touched the scar on his face and looked at Tychus who was going crazy over there.

These two people are a perfect match together.

The battle lasted for an unknown amount of time.

When the last Genestealers fell, everyone was breathing heavily and covered in blood.

Fu Haoran shook off the flesh and blood on the circular saw and was about to count the casualties.

Dredd tore something off the corpse of Genestealers who was wearing noble clothing and threw it to Fu Haoran.

It was a cold metal nameplate.

The family crest of the Grinna Family is engraved on it, and on the back is a line of handwritten coordinates - the exact location of the third armory.

Fu Haoran rubbed the nameplate with his fingertips, his eyes instantly turned cold.

The real killer of the mole has been found.

Grinna Family.

Those monsters who rely on eating human flesh to survive are indeed colluding with Genestealers.

But before he could speak, a harsh electrical noise suddenly came from the team's tactical communicator.

A heart-stopping sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire underground tunnel.

Priest Kallen's urgent voice sounded in the communication, "Sir! Be careful! I detected a very strong psychic pulse. It should be Broodlord using psychic energy to lock your position!"

"You must leave immediately!"

Fu Haoran shook off the blood stains on the chain saw disc and said, "It seems that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go to rest point No. 2."

After saying that, he took the lead.

The team immediately started moving.

The veterans stood behind and were on guard. Ogryn, whose reflex arc was a bit long, were still immersed in the excitement of the battle. Servo-Skull was exploring the way in front, and the team advanced silently in the long and narrow tunnel.

Twenty minutes later, the team withdrew into an abandoned mine transfer station. The heavy alloy gate suddenly fell, completely cutting off the outside world.

In the temporary resting place, only the emergency lights were shining with a faint red light.

Servitor shuttled through the team, replenishing ammunition for Ogryn. Dredd was leaning on the supply truck. The medics had just finished treating his wounds. Bandages were wrapped around his arms and chest, and his face was still pale.

Ling Shuang handed over a nutritional supplement at the right time and asked, "Judge Dredd, how come you appeared alone in Underhive?"

Dredd took a sip of the nutritional supplement. The bitter taste made him frown, and then he poured out all the investigations he had done during this period.

"You mean, more than half of the core members of the Grinna Family were infected by Xenomorph?" Fu Haoran asked.

"More than that." Dredd got angry when he said this, "They relied on eating human flesh to extend their lifespan that was distorted by Xenomorph. Judge Horn was silenced after he happened upon their gluttonous feast.

"I blew up their family cemetery and dissected the body of their second daughter Evan to prove this point."

"I followed the clues and found out that Grinna Family and Cult of the Four-Armed Emperor of Underhive had been wearing a pair of pants for a long time."

He paused and looked at Fu Haoran, his eyes full of complexity. "Sir Governor, why did you bring such a team here?"

Fu Haoran was filled with righteous indignation and cursed, "The former governor left me a bunch of Messy Situation. I came down to clean up the garbage and give warmth to these bastards."

Dredd's eyes instantly fell on the large box covered with a tarpaulin in the corner of the team.

There is a sophisticated control panel embedded in the box, which is clearly a remote detonation device for the bomb.

His years of experience as a judge told him intuitively that this was definitely not something fun to do.

But why would a governor bring such a dangerous thing down? Shouldn't he be enjoying himself in the top nest?

He frowned and looked at the team again. The more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

At this moment, heavy mechanical footsteps came from the tunnel entrance.

A four-meter-tall matte black Castigator walked in with a steady pace. The heavy bolt cannon on the left arm was always ready to fire. The Adeptus Arbites standard emblem on the fuselage was particularly dazzling under the emergency lights.

"Adeptus Arbites Castigator?!"

Dredd suddenly stood up from the supply truck. His movement was too big and he hurt the wound. He grimaced in pain, but the shock in his eyes completely overwhelmed the pain.

"The quota for the entire Hive City Adeptus Arbites is only three, and even the field judges are not qualified to deploy it alone! Why do you have a Hive City governor?!"

"Governor's Office's ancestral collection." Fu Haoran lied without blushing or even raising his eyelids.

Dredd was momentarily speechless.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute the Imperial Army regulations, he saw a dozen Cyber-Mastiffs filing in, holding the detected Genestealers stumps in their mouths, and skillfully placing them in front of Ling Shuangs.

"You still have the standard Cyber-Mastiff of Adeptus Arbites?!" Dredd almost shouted.

Fu Haoran was a little embarrassed, but he still defended himself. "I got it from the black market. After all, this thing is quite popular among the rich, and the security is reliable."

This reason barely makes sense.

But the next second, Dredd's eyes glanced at Ogryn, who was waiting in line, and his blood pressure instantly soared.

What Ogryn in the front row is holding is the Plastisteel heavy shield equipped with the Adeptus Arbites riot team, with a vibration armor-piercing module embedded on the edge.

Pinned to the waist is the Adeptus Arbites exclusive power stick.

What Ogryn in the back row is carrying is a heavy-duty explosive shotgun specially supplied by Adeptus Arbites. The Adeptus Arbites emblem on the gun body is extremely clear.

"This shield! This stick! This Bolter! They are all the top standard equipment of the Adeptus Arbites riot squad!"

Dredd turned around suddenly and stared at Fu Haoran, the anger in his tone almost bursting out. "What's going on with the Adeptus Arbites emblem above?! I need an explanation!"

Fu Haoran rolled his eyes.

You can't say that you left in a hurry and didn't have time to rub off the emblem.

In order to change the subject, he simply made it clear what he had hidden all the way.

Fu Haoran took out two Cigar sticks from his pocket, raised his hand and threw one to Tychus.

Tychus stretched out his hand to catch it steadily, his movements were smooth and natural, without the clumsiness of the ordinary Ogryn.

Fu Haoran lit the lighter and went over to light a fire for him.

In the smoke, Tychus held Cigar in his mouth, grinned, and blurted out High Gothic fluently, without any trace of stupidity. "Governor, when did you find out?"

In one sentence, the entire resting place instantly became quiet.

Ling Shuang was stunned, Dredd's eyes widened, and Ronan and other veterans had expressions on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.

A Ogryn can actually speak so fluently, with a hint of ---- stability in his tone?

"Oh, I felt something was wrong since the training ground." Fu Haoran said in a calm tone, "Every training test, you can always get the happy water reward after being stuck on the line, but every time the game starts, you always pretend to be stupider than everyone else."

"It's just luck once or twice. If you can step on the line accurately every time, it's not normal."

"There are also two early warnings by Underhive. Each time you discovered the enemy before Auspex. It doesn't make sense to explain it with intuition.""

He raised his eyes and looked at Tychus with understanding in his eyes. "So I guess you have been pretending to be stupid."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dredd suddenly exploded.

He stared hard at Tychus's honest face, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he pointed at the old scar on his chin that stretched across his entire face, his voice trembling as he said, "It's you! It's you!"

Tychus held Cigar in his mouth, tilted his head, and pretended to be stupid again. "I don't know you."

"You don't know me?!" Dredd gritted his teeth and trembled with anger, "This scar was left by you three years ago! It was you, the bastard, who blew up my transport ship, took my gun, and ran away from under my nose!"

He Bolter instantly loaded the gun and pointed the gun firmly at Tychus's head.

Tychus didn't hide.

He just took a step forward, pressed Dredd's shoulder with his hand as big as a cattail leaf, and gave Dredd a slight push. Dredd, who was already seriously injured and weak, fell to the ground on his back.

The next second, Tychus sat down.

Steady, tight and solid.

Dredd's whole body was pressed under his butt.

"Scarface, don't worry." Tychus held Cigar in his mouth and grinned condescendingly, "We haven't seen each other in five years, let's have a good chat."

Dredd was pressed so hard that he couldn't move. Bolter was thrown far away, his face turned red from holding back.

He wanted to curse and struggle, but Ogryn was born with the same brute strength as Space Marine, and it was simply not something he could withstand in his current state.

The veterans around wanted to laugh but didn't dare. Ling Shuang had no choice but to hold his forehead.

Fu Haoran looked at this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched, and raised his hand to signal Tychus to get up.

Tychus tilted his mouth Cigar, slowly stood up, and stretched out his hand to pull Dredd up.

When Dredd got up, the first thing he did was to rush over and pick up the gun. The second thing he did was to put the muzzle of the gun into Tychus's face again.

"That's enough." Fu Haoran took a step forward, reached out and pressed Bolter, "Judge, I understand your mood, but now is not the time to settle accounts."

He turned to Tychus and said with great interest, "Let's talk about it. Let's start from the beginning. There is still some time."

Tychus habitually pretended to be stupid and scratched his head. He took Cigar out of his mouth and flicked the cigarette ashes. "Okay, I can't hide it anyway."

When he spoke, his tone completely changed back to a normal tone, without any hint of stupidity.

Dredd put down the gun, but his eyes were still fixed on Tychus, and his teeth were clenching.

"Five years." His voice was as low as being squeezed out from between his teeth, "Do you know how I lived these five years?"

Tychus held Cigar in his mouth and slowly blew out a puff of smoke. "How are you doing? Chase me all over the star field."

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"To be honest, you were quite serious about chasing me. I almost got caught a few times."

Dredd's face turned darker.

"Speaking of which, how is your mentor Grix, the old boy? His Cigar tastes really good."

Dredd veins popped up on his forehead. "How dare you mention my mentor!"

"Why don't you dare?" Tychus grinned, "When he sat under my butt, he wasn't as angry as you."

Dredd's face turned from red to purple, and from purple to black.

The veterans around him lowered their heads and shrugged their shoulders.

Fu Haoran suddenly became very interested in this smart Ogryn, but it was obviously not suitable for him to just turn the page.

Seemingly agreeing with Fu Haoran's opinion, the system also ran out:

[Trigger side mission: Recruiting smart people]

[Task requirement: You have a chance to make the Ogryn in front of you become a general in your territory]

[Name: Tychus]

[Race: Abhumans(Ogryn)]

[Attributes: Strength 91, Agility 31, Intelligence 110, Spirit 300, Constitution 250; Psychic Level: Shillong]

[Skills:]

Tactical staff: proficient in the Imperial Army classics, street fighting/Hive City combat tactics, and can independently command the team to complete difficult combat tasks. Language proficiency: mastered High Gothic, more than ten Low Gothic dialect, binary Servitor language, and some psychic secret language Fu Haoran admit that he is jealous. His attributes are crushed in all aspects, and his intelligence even exceeds his strength!

What is even more unacceptable is why he is Psyker.

Still Shillong level!

The psychic level of most Grey Knights is between Eta and Theta, which belongs to the true Psyker category. After strict training, they can stably use psychic skills, such as hammering or demon purification.

This is no longer little Karami, but a real psychic master!

Fu Haoran suddenly felt that the great smart Ogryn in front of him was a little unhappy.

This is Ogryn, this is a treasure!

However, if this treasure cannot be owned by you in the end----

He glanced at Dredd who was still gnashing his teeth next to him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Adeptus Arbites's wanted criminal, coupled with a judge who hates him to the core, this game seems to be winnable.

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