Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 211: Sacrifice Your Life

"Are you really going to do this?"

As Howard pressed the switch of the laser gun, a voice sounded at the same time.

The laser gun didn't fire, but Howard didn't move the gun away.

Freya, who asked this question, stood side by side with Howard, leaned forward and tilted her head to look at Howard's face.

From Howard's perspective, everything in the world, save for him and Freya, lost its color and sound, becoming slow and silent, as if he were watching a slow-motion pantomime. The smoke and dust from the explosion slowly bloomed, and the flying bullets and debris flew past Howard like some kind of beetle, leisurely and leisurely.

The female soldier in front of Howard kept rushing towards him. Her whole body was almost off the ground, with only the toe of her left foot touching the ground. It was a bit like some difficult movements in ballet that could only be maintained for a very short time. She stretched out a hand toward Howard, and her mouth shape changed very slowly, probably saying "no".

It seemed that Freya's appearance slowed down the passage of time on the entire planet, but Howard knew that this was not something that a great demon could do. It was more likely that Freya used some method to drag herself into an illusion, and then in this illusion, his cognition became faster.

There is no doubt that psychic power is needed to do this. Although Howard has a Sister of Silence by his side, in front of a demon of this level, the demon-sealing effect of an ordinary Sister of Silence is not enough.

"Ah." Without even raising his eyelids, he gave a brief but affirmative answer with just one word.

Freya stared at Howard's face for a long moment, but said nothing, only smiled.

Then she extended her index finger and tapped the barrel of the laser gun, causing it to shift a few centimeters to the side from its original position.

After doing this, He gently kissed Howard on the cheek and disappeared.

"do not want!"

The passage of time returned to normal, and the female soldier shouted and rushed towards Howard, but she was still a step too slow.

The laser gun shot out a beam, and the scorching and dazzling light split Howard's face into two halves, one half was normal, and the other half was swallowed by the light.

"Snapped!"

The female soldier finally rushed over and knocked the laser gun out of Howard's hand. Then she looked up at this mortal and instinctively wanted to scream, but the will honed in the army made her extinguish her emotions before she showed any fear.

At this time, only half of Howard's face was left. The laser was fired diagonally from bottom to top, so most of Howard's jaw, one eye and one-third of his jaw were evaporated by the laser. Committing suicide with a laser gun is different from committing suicide with a pistol or rifle. If you commit suicide with conventional weapons, the kinetic energy will directly destroy other parts of the body tissue, but if you commit suicide with a laser weapon, the body tissue will be evaporated wherever the laser's trajectory is, and the areas outside the trajectory will not be damaged at all.

The cut on Howard's face was smooth and not a drop of blood flowed out because the blood vessels were burned.

Howard's expression did not show any pain. This was not because he was determined, but because he really could not feel the pain. His pain nerves were burned before they could transmit the pain back, so he did not feel it.

Howard frowned in confusion because he didn't feel any pain, which was different from what he expected.

Could it be that the laser gun is out of service?

Thinking of this, Howard raised his hand and was about to touch his face.

He felt a rough texture on his hand, as if he was not touching his own face, but a basin of broken charcoal.

Howard held his hand out in front of his eyes. It was covered with tiny blackened particles and bloodstains. He brought his hand close and smelled it, smelling of burnt protein.

It seems that the laser gun has not failed.

Howard wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. The laser evaporated half of his face, and at the same time burned and melted the parts of his upper and lower lips that were not evaporated, sticking them together. He looked back at the female Imperial soldier who wanted to stop him from committing suicide, and the corners of his mouth that were still intact barely lifted up, and then he fell to the ground with a plop.

After Howard fell to the ground, the female soldier walked up to him.

The civilian did not die immediately. He fell to the ground on his side, his body curled up into a ball and twitching constantly. The burnt blood vessels on his face burst again due to his struggle, and blood quickly soaked the remaining half of his face.

The female soldier looked at the civilian struggling on the line between life and death with some sadness. This guy should be a civilian temporarily pulled from the hive to fill the gap. He had touched the weapon for no more than twelve hours. Now even a fool could see that this imperial team was in a desperate situation. So he was scared and chose to commit suicide to get relief.

It's just that this poor guy was probably attempting suicide for the first time, so he didn't choose the right angle. So although he was undoubtedly fatally injured, the injury was not so fatal that he would not die immediately.

He would probably have to endure minutes or even hours of agony before dying completely.

Suicide is a shameful act, and a brave person would never choose this path. She knew she was carrying out a mission that would lead to her death, but she would still fight to the last moment, until the orcs' claws tore her apart.

However, she also knew that she should not be too harsh on a civilian. Letting civilians take up weapons and go to the battlefield to fill the line was a shame for the soldiers, so she decided to help this civilian get relief.

She drew her service pistol.

"boom!"

Blood splattered everywhere.

A bunch of sand and gravel splashed up from the ground next to Howard, and the female soldier's bullet did not hit him.

Because just before she fired, the captain of the Sisters of Silence noticed the situation and moved her gun away before the female soldier pulled the trigger.

The way Sister Silent deflected the gun was to throw a throwing knife, which cut off the female soldier's hand holding the gun from a distance. The blood that splattered did not come from Howard, but from the female soldier.

After cutting off the female soldier's hand, the captain of the Sisters of Silence quickly came to Howard's side, and the female soldier who had lost her arm was knocked to the ground without even a glance at her. After losing an arm, it became difficult for the female soldier to get up from the ground. Then a soldier who was concentrating on fighting with the orcs stepped on her back without noticing, and pushed her back. Then more and more people stepped on her, and she was never able to stand up again.

The female soldier fell down in such a way that she could make eye contact with Howard. Howard, who was still conscious, watched as the soldier's beautiful eyes quickly dimmed and lost their luster.

But Sister Silent didn't care about these things. She half-knelt in front of Howard, who was lying on the ground seriously injured, to check his injuries.

This human being has certain value, and Sister Silent does not want to give up on him so hastily, but the results after the initial test are not optimistic, so Sister Silent is slightly hesitant. First of all, it is a question whether this mortal can be saved under the current conditions. Even if he is saved, given the current battle situation, whether this mortal can be brought back is even more unknown.

After thinking for a few seconds, Sister Silent made the same choice as the female soldier. She drew her dagger and also intended to give this mortal a quick death.