Chapter 1510 Chapter 1506 Moon War (22)

There is no intelligence on what happened to the Kimilian clan's slums.

Gronov Rutov and his team then scouted many rooms that were barely large enough for them to turn around, as well as rooms that they couldn't squeeze into at all, and without exception, they all found the bodies of civilians with their internal organs removed. The micro drones that were thrown out have not been able to find any life signals from surviving humanoids. There are no breathing humanoids in this giant garbage mountain and mold paradise made of alien metal and biochemical plastics.

But the weird things don't end there.

Except for the products of chaos and violent catharsis brought about by the long-term disorderly and poor security on the ground floor, they did not find any recent traces of violence. There were no energy or live weapon scars on the buildings and human bodies, at least not the latest - from the corpses. Judging from the freshness, this killing took place no more than two days ago - it was as if these people were lying on the operating table and facing death calmly. The murderers who killed the poor people and removed their internal organs did not use any weapons, so there was no other way to guess except witchcraft. After all, it was impossible to kill more than a thousand people here with just a scalpel.

Following the encrypted electrical signals left by the heraldry of the Praetorian Guards, the team passed through the layers of shacks that could barely be called gathering places, climbing up along the haphazardly built and rickety pillars of the shacks, until Come to the source of the encrypted signal. That's the top of this mountain of garbage. The nearby slum looked like another mountain of garbage rising in the darkness - it smelled like it - and there seemed to be some survivors there, at least until the mad man jumped screaming from the tall mountain of shanties. Even if the survivor did not fall to death or be penetrated by the steel standing in the air, the genetically modified warriors would not be able to find him among the layers of concrete, scrap metal and biochemical plastic fragments, and then ask him anything.

The survivor had gone crazy, and his brain was twisted into mud before he jumped.

At the highest point of this garbage mountain, the night vision of the genetically modified warriors allowed them to overlook the gathering place of the Kimilian clan and see clearly many things happening there. Through the electronic eyes of the power armor, they saw a neat and beautiful residential area in the distance, with a large number of clan civilians walking in groups towards the center of the area holding something. It is a building that can be called magnificent, and it is also the best-lit place in the Kimilian clan settlement. Its architectural style does not follow the cultural characteristics of the civilian clan at all. It is a weird metallic spire built with a cold steel exterior. A group of towering towers pointing straight into the void.

At least that's what the former spire was like before it was blown up. Now the spire has hit the settlement, and the twisted metal has hit the rails of the railcar used for population movement between clans. The dome is now closed by a giant metal iron curtain that may have been an airtight door or outer armor. Under the poor lighting conditions, the genetically modified warriors vaguely saw a collapsed building in the residential area under the dome, and some low buildings were still burning. Apart from the giant searchlight drone floating in the sky, that was the only light source in the Kimilian clan settlement, and most of the area was plunged into darkness.

Civil power here was completely cut off.

That was the result of the bombing carried out by the void fighters. The portholes of the external tower built by the Kimilian clan have been destroyed by countless bombs. There are also many large bricks scattered throughout the city, smashing many things and creatures. Judging from the current situation, explosive decompression It has caused considerable damage to this area. Without this airtight Iron Curtain, everything that is not fixed here will be sucked out by the explosive decompression and then thrown on the white sands of the moon. There's a lot of misfortune here, and the genetically modified warriors are indifferent to it.

"We can't alert those mutants, although none of us know what they are doing." The adjutant said, "We can be sure that the destination of those clan civilians may be our target. It is marked in the intelligence that it is the Kimilian clan. The political core building. The question is where is the Praetorian Guard now? His golden armor is not easy to hide at all." He turned his head and scanned the surroundings, "There are no traces of violence or witchcraft here. It is impossible for anyone to want it. Take away the Praetorian Guard without using force.”

"Very humorous." Gronov Rutov raised his head, ruby-colored eyepieces covering his emotionless black eyes. He clasped his silenced bolter with his clawed hand and gestured for his team to be alert. The pitch-black power armor, illuminated by the firelight in the distance, still blends in with the deathly silence of the hills. "I'm sure he's right here, waiting to scare me."

"So I put on the optical camouflage cloak." Derrick walked out from above them first, and several bolt guns immediately pointed at the wriggling black shadow. It was only then that the power armor detection of the genetically modified warriors started to alarm, and Derrick first took off the squirming color block on his body. The Praetorian Guard shook his head apologetically. "I'm sorry for keeping this secret from you. I wanted to see your attitude towards those tragedies first."

He pointed at his feet, which were made up of different roofs and could barely be called a road. In such layered slums, the roads will not remain the same forever. Whether they will collapse or not depends entirely on luck. Even Gronov Rutov and his team only dare to walk along the alien metal , climbing on what might once have been a deck.

"It's bad, but that's not our mission." Gronov Lutov slid his bolter back into its holster. "What clues do you have, Praetorian?"

"The wizards of the Kimilian clan brought many criminals from the Gene Council, but that was far from enough." Derrick jumped off the eaves first, and the genetically modified warriors felt the steel beams under their feet constantly vibrating. "The order to slaughter those humans who maintained pure genes was issued thirty-four hours ago. The group of mutant wizards seemed to have encountered some situations that we did not understand and needed to use the pain of intelligent creatures as nourishment. The emperor believed that the Kimilian clan wizards The ritual being performed has gone out of control, but we need to figure out what happened to the out-of-control ritual and then call in void bombers to raze this place to the ground.”

"There is also a set of shield generators here." Gronov Rutov said.

"Yes, so we must divide our forces into two groups. I can't guarantee that the ritual site of sneaking into that building will not be discovered. If the worst case scenario occurs, that is, is forced to engage in firefights with the enemy, then the Kimilian clan will definitely The protection level of the shield area will be strengthened. Fortunately, due to the pressure of the Gene Council, the Kimilian clan army has been sent to the assembly point, and there will not be much large-scale military force here in a short time. Bad Yes, almost all the wizards of the Kimilian clan are here, and the enemy we have to face is very powerful." Derrick looked at Gronov Lutov first, "You are here to assign tasks, and I will not interfere with you. command authority."

"I will separate a tactical team." Gronov Rutov looked at the adjutant first, and then at Derrick. "The amount of narcotic drugs you bribed with the civilian clan smuggler is only enough to get us here. Just wait, another team will arrive soon."

"I'm glad that you have other ways to get here." Derrick was not surprised by this, because he was the one who suggested Gronov Rutov's team to take a different route through the chain of command, because he couldn't believe it The "noseless" one is very risky to use the stowaway passage. Fortunately, both clans' ghettos are now completely abandoned. "I hope another team will arrive soon. They are still on communication silence and I can't contact them."

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