Umbrella, The Light of Humanity

Angel?

Sensing the slight airflow fluctuations from above, and hearing the boy's excited cheers, the mother who was focused on leading the boy to escape couldn't help but look up.

At this time, as long as there is a slight chance to save her, no, her son's life, the mother will choose to believe it.

No matter how unrealistic and absurd this opportunity sounds.

! !

But when she looked up, she saw the legendary "angel" actually "descend" above them.

I saw the body of God driven by Sanguinius hovering over the city slowly flapping its white wings, holding a hunting bow engraved with exquisite carvings in its left hand, and pulling the bowstring into a full moon shape with its right hand.

"call out--!"

Then, a psionic arrow bursting out with dazzling golden light roared through the dark night sky, piercing through the body of the giant beast that had just got up.

"call--!"

The moment the arrow hit the ground, there was no violent explosion, but a more dazzling light was quickly generated to light up the entire city.

"Ho...ho..."

As for the giant beast pierced by the arrow, it was wrapped in a raging fire that could not be extinguished, struggling and howling.

In just a few seconds, the 100-meter-high monster was completely burned by the flames, and the ashes were blown away by the wind, falling to the ground like snowflakes.

"Wow~ Mom, it's snowing, is this the snow you mentioned?"

Seeing ashes falling all around, the boy cheered even more excitedly.

Hearing the cheers and seeing the ashes, the people who had been running for their lives stopped in a hurry and looked up at the sky in a daze.

More than a dozen soldiers even forgot to change their magazines, and they still pulled the trigger with their index fingers, causing their firearms to make "click! click!" air strikes one after another.

At this time, Sanguinius manipulated the body of God to repeat the actions just now, and would wreak havoc in the west of the city, and because of the instant killing of the same kind, it seemed that the behemoth who was also in shock was also shot with one arrow.

The light produced by the two arrows made the whole city look like daytime.

"Thank you dear Father God, let your judgment angel come to the world, cut through the darkness and bring light..."

Facing the warm psychic light, looking up at the body of God flying towards the city center, one person could not help but kneel down on his knees, made a gesture of prayer, and said the above words very devoutly.

"God... God hasn't abandoned us..."

"Angel…"

More and more people, even if they don't believe in religion or God, can't help but kneel down and sigh with emotion.

What happened just now, apart from God, they can't think of anyone else who can instantly kill the giant beast that has ravaged the earth for a long time.

"There is an enemy situation at nine o'clock!"

However, a soldier who regained his senses first raised his finger to the west to remind him loudly.

On the west side of the intersection where people gathered, inestimable beast bodies emerged in the street.

And not only on the west side, but the beast bodies that were wandering nearby and sensed the movement all rushed towards their area.

After all, various unexpected changes caused them to lose the best time to escape from the city and fell into the siege of beast bodies.

See here.

All the soldiers reacted immediately, and those who replaced the magazines were scattered around the crowd, pointing their guns at the beast horde and continuing to pull the trigger to shoot.

"Come here son..."

The mother, who did not kneel down with others, quickly took the boy into her arms, and with her eyes behind the mask, she stared at the back of the body of God who had gone away.

Just when she, and many others, had the thought of being abandoned by God once again, a transport plane formation composed of thirty Thunderbolts arrived in the sky above the city.

One of them broke away from the formation, descended rapidly, and then landed directly at the intersection where the mother and child were located in the same way as a forced landing.

Unfold the nose hatch.

"Boom! Boom!"

A group of "giants" with an average height of more than three meters due to the special power armor left the cabin with obvious shocking steps.

The "giants" ignored the crowds and soldiers whose thinking stopped again, and divided into four groups, with five people in each group heading to the vicinity of the intersection.

Immediately afterwards, the "giants" jumped over the soldiers, stood in a row, and raised their left hands to point at the animal body that had not yet figured out the situation, or whose IQ was not enough to figure out the situation...

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" There was a loud gunshot.

"Puff! Puff!"

The particularly "sweet" sound of body cracking at this moment, combined with the unique sound of the bolt gun, continued to shake everyone's hearts.

The dark green painted power armor worn by these twenty "giants" can be seen through some details of Thor's Hammer III, but overall it is thicker and rougher than Thor's Hammer III, and its style is similar to that of ancient Greek heavy armor soldiers. .

On the forearm of the left hand, there is a double-barreled .75 caliber special bolt gun, and a thick and long silver bullet chain, which is connected to the ammunition box hanging on the back waist.

In his right hand he holds a spear similar to the Spear of Dread.

However, the sharp spear head and the flashing light red energy stand indicate that this is an expensive power spear that needs to use the slot of the hand armor to directly supply energy through the power armor nuclear fusion reactor.

The right shoulder is also equipped with a large-caliber shoulder cannon.

The white "Λ" legion logo engraved on the left shoulder armor represents the identities of the 20 "giants". They are the second legion of Umbrella, the most elite warrior guard of the Spartan legion.

Each Legion has a Honor Guard hand-picked by the Primarch.

This group belonged to the best of the Astartes, equipped with exclusive "Terminator" power armor in accordance with the style of their respective Legions, and equipped with expensive weapons.

Its Terminator Power Armor is a derivative model of Thor's Hammer. The outer armor is from the hand of the craftsman god Hephaestus. Although it cannot be "magnified" like the original body's exclusive outer armor, the Terminator is also a unique existence, which is extremely difficult. Mass production.

Now.

The 20 Spartan warriors guarding the mother and child, together with the soldiers and the others, were the elite who stood out from more than 500 Spartans.

Behind the warriors was a frightened crowd who didn't understand the situation.

In front of him was the body of a beast that had been bombarded by the explosive arrows, and its dark blue plasma was flying across.

The warriors, who are equivalent to the flood control dam, created an absolute "vacuum" zone in front of them, forcibly blocking the impact of the beast tide.

No matter how many beast bodies there are, they cannot move forward by half a point.

As the two legions, a total of more than a thousand Astartes, were deployed to every corner of the city, the number of beasts faced by the warriors dropped sharply.

Soon, the crisis was lifted at the intersection where everyone was, and the warriors stopped firing and put down their left hands.

After the cease-fire, people could even hear the small squeak of the barrel of the double-barreled bolter.

"Wh...wh..." and the sound of gunfire resounding throughout the city.

West side of the intersection.

"Sergeant, what is this...? Are they really the army sent by God to the mortal world?"

As if influenced by the pious prayer before, a soldier looked at the five warriors not far in front of him, and asked in a tone full of surprise.

"I don't know." The sergeant beside the soldier shrugged, put the last magazine on the rifle in his hand, and expressed his opinion:

"I only know that they are friendly forces. If not, we would have gone to see the true God by now. How can we stand here and talk."

"Look, sergeant, another big guy has come out." Another soldier reminded in a low voice.

"Huh?" Hearing this, the sergeant turned to look.

After wearing the original body power armor, John, who was over 4.5 meters tall, walked out of the Thunder transport plane with a slight bend under the watchful eyes of more than a hundred people.

After coming outside the cabin, John straightened up and looked down at the crowd gathered in the middle of the intersection.

Like the style of the Spartan Legion he led, John's power armor is inclined to the ancient Greek style. With the Spear of Fear held tightly in his right hand, it is no different from the well-known demigod heroes.

"Thank you, Father God, for sending His sons to come to our side and save our lives in times of crisis..."

That devout prayer bowed down to John, and more than half of the people were also influenced by it to bow down to John.

But the mother and son were not among them.

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John, who saw this situation, remained silent. Due to the cover of the helmet, it was impossible for everyone to see his face and expression at this time.

"Wow..." On the contrary, the boy who was hugged by his mother didn't understand the so-called "god" or "religion" at all, and asked John bluntly:

"What is your relationship with that archangel?"

"Brother." John responded immediately, then looked around at the people bowing to him, and explained in a low voice:

"Also, we are not gods, let alone the heirs of the so-called Father God. We are the sons of Sui Bian, please remember."

After explaining, John ignored how the crowd would react, and went straight to the sergeant and others standing on the west side of the intersection.

The closer they got, the more the sergeant and the soldiers raised their heads until John was not far in front of him.

But they will not be overly emotional like civilians, and still maintain their rationality. After all, they are the ones who dare to fight with the 100-meter giant beast.

"Soldier, lead your subordinates to protect civilians and board our transport plane, and the pilot will take you to a safe area." John said.

"Thank you for your assistance." The sergeant glanced at Lei Ting parked not far away, thanked him sincerely, and finally said curiously:

"By the way, I don't know you are...?"

"Human." John responded briefly.

After speaking, John went straight to the west street.

Twenty warriors also followed their primarch and left the intersection.

John under the helmet looked indifferent, watching all kinds of information displayed on the screen.

Using the field of vision provided by the pulse scan, he and twenty warriors came to the evacuation exit of the mother and child, and entered the abandoned sewer in reverse.

"Sergeant, it seems that they want to go to the underground fortress, but without us leading the way, can they find it?" A soldier said.

"Look? You think they seem to be characters who need our help? Let's go, keeping civilians safe is our task." The sergeant said with emotion.

"Okay Sergeant..."

Next, the sergeant and his soldiers escorted the civilians into Thunder's cabin.

The standard specifications can carry forty fully armed Astartes, and the Thunderbolt can naturally squeeze out a total of less than one hundred and fourteen ordinary humans, and there is even room in the cabin to spare.

After the last two soldiers walked into the cabin, the pilot operated Thunder to lift off slowly.

Before the cabin door of the aircraft was completely closed, the last scene everyone saw was a dilapidated city filled with gunfire.

After the hatch was closed, the dim red light came on, and it was noticed that Thunder was flying in a fast direction, which gave people a sense of security that had been lost for a long time.

"Everyone." The cabin announcement at this time also came with a reminder from the pilot: "The cabin has been ventilated, so you can take off your breathing equipment."

Hear reminder.

The bold soldiers directly took off their masks, and after finding that they could indeed breathe freely, everyone also took off their masks one by one.

The people who survived the catastrophe were finally able to relax, and they talked more with each other.

"Sui Bian..." The devout prayer muttered to himself, "Could this be the real... Father God? Um... yes, the real Father God..."

As for the "not God" that John expounded...

To be honest, the vast majority of people in the cabin were skeptical of this.

Sitting with his mother at the end of the cabin, a boy who remains innocent will not think about the problems of adults.

"Mom~." He spread his hands, imitating the appearance of the body of a god flapping its wings, and as if afraid of disturbing others, he whispered to his mother:

"We're flying, we're flying, it's great~haha~."

"That's right, son, we're flying." The mother also smiled kindly, patted the top of the boy's head with her left hand and said, "This time it's really safe."

outboard.

More and more Thunder transport planes carrying civilians left the city, flying at low altitude above the desert, preparing to return across half of the Sahara desert towards the frontline base.

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The north side of the city center of Rabat.

On the spacious main road, among the dilapidated ruins, there are two heavy tactical teams of the Blood Angels gathered.

The ten holy angels crushed the animal body ten times and a hundred times larger than themselves and gradually moved southward.

In the team on the left side of the street, three holy angels holding standard bolt rifles were scattered at the outermost edge of the team, responsible for solving the two "firepower output" fish that slipped through the net.

In the center of the team are two members equipped with heavy weapons.

One holds a 1.0cal heavy bolter in both hands and has a huge ammo box on its back.

The other is a plasma cannon with a gun barrel filled with blue light. The power backpack installed on the back is also much larger than other members, and is used to power the plasma cannon.

"Wow! Wow!"

"Ri~—whoosh!"

Bolters and plasma cannons mingled, mercilessly slaughtering anything that wasn't human.

At this moment, on the surface of the city, there are still nearly 200 light and heavy tactical squads, carrying out the order issued by Sui Bian to "kill all alien garbage".

100 meters underground.

With pulse scanning, John and his 20 warriors shuttled through the criss-crossing labyrinth tunnels, gradually approaching the unknown underground fortress.

inside the helmet.

"John, what's the situation." Robert's voice came through the communication.

"Everything is going well. The battle on the surface is expected to end within ten minutes." John, who was looking ahead, turned a corner and saw the faint light spot at the front of the tunnel and continued:

"As you guessed before, the remaining humans in this world live underground in hiding."

"Okay, I will notify the reconnaissance troops going to Europe and the Middle East, and also, solve the raging aliens as soon as possible," Robert said.

"rest assured."