Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 45 02.0045: ‘No citizen casualties! ’

Horatio saw his schoolmates running toward the firing point and knew something was seriously wrong.

Then he immediately stood up and told the half-cat man who was devouring his food: "You eat here, you can take this."

Horatio threw the bread sent by the bakery owner and the address plate given to him by his deputy Jonathan the Deacon to the half-cat girl and said:

"If you remember the name Horatio Cochrane, you will know that I have taken in more than one person like you."

The "Labor Gang" once took in many such little thieves, tracking them for the gang, collecting supplies and intelligence, in exchange for a place to stay and food rations.

"..." The half-cat girl was speechless for a while, looking at him silently.

He turned to leave.

"Sir, you have no armor!"

Yin Shuyao shouted at a loss, and stepped forward to stop him with open arms: "Bullets have no eyes, it's too dangerous to rush over like this."

“From the moment the decree turned me into a loyal heir, my body and soul already belonged to the God-Emperor.

Now that my classmates are rushing to the scene, why should I cower behind civilians? "

Horatio pressed the girl's arm down and said with a smile: "Since you are so worried, please pray for my safety."

Seeing that he had decided to go, the girl didn't know what to say for a moment. She pondered for a moment, her eyes full of determination.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

She ran into the bar, took out a medical bag from the cabinet below, and returned to Horatio.

"Please take this, I hope it helps."

"Thank you, the God Emperor bless such a kind person like you."

Horatio took the medical bag from her, looked at the figures of the loyal heirs, and immediately rushed towards the forefront of the shooting.

These elite-trained loyal heirs have very good physical fitness and speed. Even if they are wearing heavy carapace, they can move very quickly.

Because they were only on security patrol, they were not equipped with large weapons with extremely strong armor-breaking capabilities such as the Ryza-type Hell Gun. Instead, they were armed with brand-new, high-quality and cherished Acatlan reconnaissance laser guns.

Moreover, as a light firepower, it is not as lethal as Carterell's standard laser gun, so it is very suitable as a standard weapon for sailors to maintain stability in port areas.

"Please borrow it! Sorry, please give way!" Horatio walked backward through the crowd and squeezed closer to the place where the shooting occurred.

It turned out that there was a sea of ​​people, and the intersection filled with demonstrators and pedestrians was like a drop of detergent on a grease-filled dinner plate, and it was rare to see an empty place.

The marchers scrambled to flee, with banners and plaques saying they were protesting against the increase in living expenses being thrown across the ground, and rubble and rotten vegetables scattered everywhere.

Dozens of injured fell to the ground, some without sound, while others clutched their wounds and crawled on the ground groaning and struggling.

The situation was appalling, and the claim in the report that "there were no casualties among citizens!" was self-defeating.

Directly opposite the crossroads, the avenue leading to the surface and to the Abyss Port Administration Palace is being blocked by gun-toting bounty hunters and mercenaries.

Led by representatives of the guild alliance, they knelt in the first row and stood in the second row, with smoke rising from their guns.

The screams of fear, the cries of relatives of the dead and injured, the wails of the injured, and the denunciation of the perpetrators all gathered together, making the neighborhood boil again.

"These beasts." The atrocities in front of him were unacceptable to Horatio.

Although he knew that the Warhammer world was dark and hopeless, killing people at every turn.

But when the indiscriminate shooting of innocent civilians happened before his eyes, he felt deeply shocked, and his heart felt as if it was being roasted on a raging fire.

More importantly, what the mercenaries did was obviously not approved, otherwise the loyal sea soldiers would not have come to intervene and stop it.

Finally, his eyes stopped on the van that had been parked in the middle of the road with a bread pattern painted on the body.

There were bullet holes in the front and rear driver's seats.

[Children in the back seat! ! ! ] Horatio's eyes widened, a feeling of suffocation surged into his throat, and he immediately rushed towards the carriage.

"We are the Tadashi Marine Corps! We are now taking over the scene to maintain stability. In the name of the Imperial Navy, we order you to leave the scene! Otherwise, you will be punished for disobedience!" Louise, a female sergeant, took the lead in shouting.

At the same time she called for medical reinforcements from the Battle Sisters of the Holy Rose and the Imperial Navy.

A total of 35 members of the Chuji Marine Corps gathered from various places nearby, guarding the scene every 5 meters, maintaining stability efficiently.

"Representative, the Tadatsuki Marines are here." The war contractor responsible for organizing bounty hunters said to the representative.

"Maintain the human wall and never let these mobs rush to the Executive Palace!"

The representative of the guild alliance is a man wearing brocade clothes, with white powder on his face and even lipstick. He looks like a human being or a ghost, and even his voice is full of yin and yang.

Horatio rushed to the van, where the cries of the children could be heard. He opened the car door and saw the fat baker protecting his wife and daughter. His waist and thighs were stained red with blood.

"How many were injured?" Horatio asked anxiously.

"My husband..." Amidst the little girl's cries, the woman in the passenger seat covered her mouth and sobbed, her face stained with tears.

"I'm fine. I just have a little pain in my waist. Oops." The baker's lungs were gasping for air, his face turned pale, and he was not as light-hearted as he said.

Thanks to his work in his previous life, Horatio has mastered the skill of emergency bandaging.

He skillfully helped the baker clean the gunshot wound and used a tourniquet and sterile cotton to urgently stop the bleeding.

"Classmate, you shouldn't be here, go back! You are not wearing a carapace!"

Sergeant Louise walked behind Horatio who was bandaging the baker and shouted.

"I know, but I am already a coin of the Emperor of God, and I want to help them." Horatio did not turn his head and concentrated on treating the wound.

"It's dangerous here. I am a sergeant and must be responsible for new soldiers like you. Leave the rest to me. You must leave now."

Sergeant Louise did not intend to express or correct the new sergeant's thoughts and opinions.

She just walked forward and was about to take over the wound treatment from Horatio, but was suddenly interrupted by a wave of angry roars.

"Murderer!!!"

A shout came from the right corner of the cross street, and some angry people with red ribbons on their heads rushed out. Among them were men and women, all of them were young and strong, holding a few old guns in their hands that they had obtained from somewhere.

"Senior, please go and maintain stability, the situation is not good now." Horatio looked at Louise's purple eyes.

"Be careful." The female sergeant frowned her willow-like long eyebrows, nodded, and then gestured to the Zhongsi Marines to reinforce.

That was the "Citizen Army" mentioned by Deacon Jonathan.

Through memory, Horatio knew.

The Vegas Citizen Army is a group of armed workers and students who have lived in the Vegas Middle Nest District in recent years, claiming to fight for the interests of citizens and oppose the exploitation of the Guild Alliance.

As the voices against the Guild Alliance grew louder and louder, the power of the Vegas Citizen Army gradually increased, and was identified by the Guild Alliance regime as extremists that must be eliminated.

However, since many of them are usually workers and students in factories and schools, and they are very restrained in using force.

In addition, their power is not large, and they only target and plunder the materials of the Guild Alliance regime, and they are quite sensible and will never offend the official forces of the Empire.

They even actively hand over all the seized materials to the Ministry of the Interior as the planet's 'tithe', except for the necessary amount of relief.

Even if the Guild Alliance insists that they are 'rebels', the bureaucrats of the Empire obviously don't care, and don't want to increase the workload to help the Guild Alliance deal with these things.

According to statistics, the bureaucrats of the Ministry of the Interior of each planet will witness more than ten regime changes in their long and tedious lives.

For them, as long as Abyss Port is loyal to the Empire and can meet the standards and hand over the 'tithe' to the Empire as usual.

Then it doesn't matter who is managing Abyss Port.

Therefore, the Planetary Ministry of the Interior, the Ministry of Justice, the Imperial Navy, etc. also turned a blind eye to this and classified them as 'opposition forces' rather than 'rebels'.

These people ignored the obstruction of the front-line Zhongsi marines, rushed to the intersection, fired at the bounty hunters and mercenaries, and threw homemade Molotov cocktails.

For a moment, the streets were once again filled with gunfire.

"First row! Ready!"

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