Standard Terra Calendar 980.M41, Tempest Sector, St. Casparon Parish, Winoshi System, Winoshi IV
"Kay, Transy, you lead your respective teams to guard the two exits of the manor. Tel, your technical team releases the servo skull to establish a surveillance area. Delesses, have you seen that windmill? Lead your people to build a machine gun position on it.
, the armored vehicle is parked in the yard and is on standby at any time."
After hearing the answers from each team leader, Hayes put the brand new communicator back on his chest, then looked up at the building.
This is a mansion with a distinct Anglican style, with golden vines winding between the windows and the front door with rotating silver patterns, and a huge eagle emblem, but the blood stains on the floor and door panels make this painting
The scenery is a little dull.
"Uncle, this house is great. Is the owner a noble?"
"I told you, there is a title in the army!"
"Yes, company commander!"
Hayes shook his head and looked away helplessly.
"This is the manor of a big landowner. It is said that he has thousands of hectares of land, and he is almost a king. The tens of thousands of residents around him are basically their serfs, servants or blood relatives."
Then he recalled those burned thatched huts, the piles of bones in hanging cages, and the emaciated corpses covered in mud huddled in what could hardly be called a house and could only be described as a cave.
"I heard my father say that this kind of rich man is the most hateful!"
The young communication soldier carrying a long-distance communication device on his back finished speaking and spat on the ground.
"They are simply man-eating demons! Company commander, why do we come to rescue these things?"
Hayes sighed softly.
"This is an order. We are ordered to evacuate the normal people here as much as possible. There was news about this big landowner's house not long ago. The regiment was originally planning to send a car to pick them up, but these people took their time and insisted on picking them up.
He has hundreds of bodyguards and does not take the threat of gene stealers seriously."
"Then what else are we going to do? Let them go to the safe zone on their own."
"Who made his uncle a bishop? The regiment requested to prioritize the rescue of 'state religion and related important figures'. That's it. Everyone, please be careful. It seems that this place has been breached, but from the look of the gate, there doesn't seem to be any fighting.
..Search carefully to see if you can find some survivors, so that you can go back and communicate."
Hayes muttered to himself, using gestures to order the surrounding soldiers to aim at the cracks in the windows and doors, and then gently pushed open the front door with the muzzle of his gun. As a company-level officer, Hayes insisted on using a rifle like other soldiers.
The other two teams were also on standby near the side door and entered at the same time after receiving instructions.
"There are no enemies."
Soon, Hayes entered through the main entrance with more than 30 soldiers, and saw that the foyer was still extremely luxurious. The snow-white roof was covered with countless crystal lamps, and the walls were covered with glass cabinets, which contained strangely colored gemstone statues and strange objects.
It is a rare treasure, but beneath the gorgeous appearance, there are more signs of struggle - broken glass and spilled blood are scattered everywhere, and there are more ominous stains on the carpet.
As they crept deeper into the mansion, a putrid stench came from a certain direction, and Hayes felt his bile rising, not because of physical reasons, but because of psychological factors. He was too familiar with this smell.
In the countless hell battlefields that Maelstrom has experienced, this smell has always been with him.
This is the smell of death...
Hayes made a tactical gesture, and the surrounding soldiers immediately realized that there was an enemy, so they dispersed to both sides of the corridor. Hayes quietly led a few people to the restaurant where the rancid stench came from.
The door to the restaurant was open. When Hayes saw the inside, the corners of his eyes twitched.
He finally knew where the missing landowner and his family had gone...
The head of the gentle landowner in the portrait was hung on the wall, with eyes still staring in fear. The severed hands and thighs were also nailed to the wall, with intestines surrounding them.
On the ground, bone fragments were scattered everywhere like pottery shards. The restaurant was like a chaotic slaughterhouse, with blood-stained bones and unidentifiable pieces of meat scattered among the broken furniture. Only one thing was still there.
It was well preserved, that is, the dining table. It was surrounded by a pool of flesh and blood and clean bones. Hayes saw a beautiful girl placed on the dining table, her expensive dress was torn into strips, and her white skin was exposed.
In the air, the dull eyes on her pretty face were staring blankly at the ceiling, fat flies were buzzing around her, and maggots were crawling on her loose hair.
People vomit.
But what is even more disgusting are the things surrounding the dining table. They are about twenty, skinny and skinny, with only dirty rags on their bodies. Their heads are basically bald or only have a few sparse withered hairs. Some of them have deformed bodies.
With his third hand, he was using his clawed hands to grab the bloody internal organs from the girl's dissected body, stuffing them into his mouth and chewing them hard, as if they were the best delicacies in the world, not caring whether this was the past or this.
They can't even look at the noble lady.
Hayes turned his head, nodded again, and made a gesture, and the three soldiers immediately took off the grenades from their waists.
"go!"
When three grenades were thrown into the restaurant, the twenty genestealers turned their heads in unison, revealing their blood-stained bestial faces, and roared.
Boom boom boom——
Before they could dodge, the grenade bomb exploded, creating a deafening roar. Hayes, who was squatting beside the door, could only cover his ears.
After a few seconds, Hayes stood up, raised his gun and carefully walked into the smoke.
Looking around, there was no movement at all. The monsters were lying there and whining softly. Most of them had their arms and legs broken.
Suddenly, something hot and wet dripped onto Hayes' face. Hayes' eyes immediately glanced at the ceiling above his head, and he found a black shadow hanging upside down like a bat.
He tried to raise the gun, but a shadow fell on his shoulder, slamming him to the ground.
"Damn it!"
At the critical moment, Hayes swung his elbow fiercely and hit the thing in the face, then turned over and raised his gun to block the thing's claws.
The blood-stained claws scratched the gun body, causing sparks, and then stretched towards his throat, but a bayonet pierced its body from behind in time.
Amid the painful howl, the monster rolled to the side. Hayes stood up with the help of Little Phaidon, and then noticed that squatting on the ground was a shriveled monster. He was wearing the tattered robes most commonly worn by serfs, with deep eye sockets.
His teeth were stained brown by scraps of flesh, his eyes were full of vicious resentment unique to the alien, his body was covered in blood, and his abdomen was even torn open by grenade shrapnel.
But it is still roaring, with endless resentment...
"You bitch! You bastard! Come on!"
When the soldiers pointed their guns at him, he twisted around like a snake and grabbed fragments of the wooden chair with one hand, trying to use them as weapons.
call out--
A laser beam flashed across, and the terrifying creature's hand exploded, splintering bone fragments and fingers everywhere.