Warhammer Inquisitor

The tribal scout stood on the sand dunes. He looked at the endless sand sea like a meerkat overlooking the endless sea. The sun made his shadow straight and long. His head in a turban looked around the boundless desert around him, looking for targets, looking for The whereabouts of the giant beast.

And soon he found it. The tribal scouts saw the billowing smoke rising in the desert, the roar roared from the end of the earth, and the train that cut the wind and waves rushed from the sand sea, like A sea monster that swims.

Its steel body smashed sand dunes apart, and the sand and gravel impacted and slid down densely on the armored skin, and the giant beast's plasma thrusters sprayed out plasma flames on its back.

The scout waved his spear and shouted towards the rear. His huge shadow was like a dancing giant, eye-catching and hard to ignore.

Vito straddled the motorcycle and nodded to the people on both sides, then turned the steering wheel of the motorcycle and rushed forward. The red motorcycle leaped out from the sand dune, and the red figure struck like a fiery lightning bolt. On the sand, gallop forward after a cloud of dust.

Four motorcycles landed on the ground one after another and joined the charge. The four motorcycles rushed across the desert at the same level as the flaming motorcycle, and there were two tribesmen sitting on each vehicle.

Vito turned the direction. The fiery red motorcycle turned to the left and ran parallel to the train. The motorcycles turned around near the train.

Vito rode on the side of the train and looked at the side of the armored chariot. The steel giant covered the sun and cast a large shadow on them, but they didn't come to enjoy the shade.

Vito nodded affirmatively to Halfas. The latter pulled out the shotgun in the carriage and fired a shot at the window of the armored car. A bullet hit its fender, and the tribesmen began to shoot at the armored train. A round of bullets caused sparks to fly.

As Vito expected, the guards in the car started to fight back. They opened the bulletproof car windows and stretched out the muzzles of their guns to find the target. They subconsciously thought that someone in the sandbar was shooting and looked in the direction of the sandbar.

Vito accelerated and rushed to the car window. He drew out his pistol and aimed at the man who shot him and smashed him. He fell down in the car and his colleagues were shocked.

Soon a second person fell to the ground, and the tribal riders rushed to the windows of the armored car and shot inside. One by one, the train guards were killed and fell to the ground, and the rest of them responded quickly.

The guard in the previous carriage lowered the bullet-proof window, leaned out and shot backwards. The bullets hit his face and knocked a tribesman out of the car. The driver struggled to balance the motorcycle, but was quickly hit and caused Car crashes.

The motorcycle rolled forward and fell to the ground, a cloud of sand and dust surged from the side but was quickly blown away by the galloping motorcycle team. The guards in the front car fired dense bullets to try to stop them.

Halfas sat on a motorcycle and shot forward with a shotgun. His superb marksmanship killed a gunman with a single shot. The man was thrown out of the car window and fell to the desert. His bones were crushed by the wheels of the motorcycle. .

Hafas fired continuously, killing one shooter with each shot. Then he turned the pistol with one hand and turned down the gas pedal to charge up. Vito saw him rushing past and immediately drew out his two guns knowingly.

With an almost acrobatic movement, Vito let go of the steering wheel with both hands, pointed the two guns in his hand and fired swiftly ahead. The bullets from the Seiko pistol broke through the obstruction of the headwind, and blasted those heads with one shot, just like smashing them into pieces. Each watermelon.

His precise firepower covered Halfas and rushed up. The patriarch's son stepped on the back of the car and jumped into the window. After losing the driver, his motorcycle rolled over and overturned in succession. Delicately circled in front of him.

Hafas started killing in the carriage with a crescent warblade in his hand. He swung the end of the shotgun and beheaded the gunman in front of him. Blood splashed on the wall and corpses fell to the ground one after another.

Hafas reached the end of the car and kicked open the door. He raised his shotgun and shot at the unprepared enemies in the second car. They were shot to the end one by one. When the gunshots rang out in the car, Vito also jumped. Once on the train, he jumped onto the side of the speeding train and grabbed the railing.

After Vito jumped on it, the fiery red motorcycle quickly drove away. Helen's CD was flashing on its body, and the motorcycle immediately opened the distance and drove down the sandy ground as if possessing wisdom.

Vito climbed onto the car body and stood on the top. He pulled out his pistol and marched forward against the strong wind along the roof. Tribal warriors also jumped on the train one after another, climbed on the roof and marched towards the head of the train.

The hatch on the roof was pushed open at once, and the guard got out of it cursing. He drew out his pistol and aimed a shot at Vito. After a while, Vito knocked the bullet away with his psionic energy, and he killed him with a backhand shot. guard.

Vito strode forward and stood on the top of the hatch and fired. The bright gunfire illuminated the carriage, and screams followed one after another. But at this moment, several guards climbed up from the other end of the carriage, and they swayed. Akira stood on the roof of the car and shot at them.

A tribe hunter was shot and fell to the ground. His companions immediately rushed to hold him and kept him from falling. The hunters began to fight back on the roof of the car. They crouched down and fired at the guards.

The guards with automatic rifles opened fire violently, shooting a dense rain of bullets along the wind. The tribesmen were blown by the strong wind on the roof of the car and could hardly look straight ahead, let alone shoot back.

Vito raised his palm and clenched it inward, all the bullets fired stopped in the air, and the spinning bullets were suspended in the air one by one.

Vito pulled out his revolver and fired both guns, one bullet after another accurately shot the enemies on the roof. They fell to the ground and slid down from the sides of the roof and disappeared without a trace.

Vito shot forward as he walked, and an enemy who climbed up from the side window and the connecting door was killed by his bullets before he had time to stand up.

With the revolver and the automatic rifle, Vito's arms continued to spray death flames. He raised his hand and shot and killed the guard who climbed up from one side and was about to stab him. Half of the man's face was shattered by the bullet and slid down the roof of the car.

Vito turned around and squatted down, shouting loudly, and the tribesmen behind him squatted down subconsciously, not because they understood what Vito was saying, but because his gun had already been pointed.

Vito's fingers pulled the trigger continuously, and the guards who climbed up from the back half of the car to intercept them were headshot one by one, and they all had their heads smashed even just as they showed their heads.

But when the last person smashed his head, Vito's bullets were also fired. What's worse, the anti-aircraft machine gun near the front of the car turned around, and its operator turned the dual-mounted artillery to aim at Vito and stepped on the trigger. .

Although the anti-aircraft cannon looked fake, it fired a series of anti-aircraft shells in the direction of the intruder. Vito put two pistols into the holsters and waved his fingers. The first shell was deflected and exploded in the air. But soon the second shot came, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth shots.

The dense artillery fire suppressed Vito, and he was forced to continuously miss the anti-aircraft shells. Countless explosive shells exploded and burned around, and the shock waves from the explosions at close range impacted the people on the roof of the car. Almost fell off the car body, Vito was similar, he skid several times but barely stopped.

The anti-aircraft gunner yelled and stepped on the trigger to fire continuously. His ugly face was missing several teeth, and he also had some mutations. His saliva was swaying around with the strong wind.

He didn't pay attention to the screams below him, a pool of blood spilled on the floor, he fell down with a heavy sound before he looked down, and then his jaw was shot through.

The gunner's entire head was pierced from below, and he slammed onto the anti-aircraft gun. Halfas climbed up from below, grabbed the gunner's body and pushed it out.

The gunner hit the roof of the train and then fell off the train. Halfas looked at the gun position instrument in front of him with a blank expression on his face. He sat in the driver's seat and stepped on the pedal subconsciously, and the gun fired.

He pulled the lever on one side in surprise, and the angle of the anti-aircraft gun turned accordingly. Now he knows how to use this thing.

Halfas turned the anti-aircraft gun and turned its muzzle to the front of the train. He stepped on the trigger and a shell hit the remaining anti-aircraft guns. They began to explode and disintegrate intensively. Before their members had time to react, they were killed. The fire devoured.

Vito rushed past the roaring anti-aircraft guns. He rushed forward against the strong wind at a speed beyond human physical ability. He kept dodging sideways and rolling to avoid shells. Cracked anti-aircraft gun positions.

The members of the anti-aircraft guns that had not been destroyed wanted to fight back. Vito rushed past them, and fired continuously at the people behind the gun mantle with two guns. collapsed into it.

Vito sprinted forward, leaping in front of a turned anti-aircraft gun, and he flew over the heads of his members, who looked up in amazement as Vito passed overhead.

He shot down in the air and shot through the heads one by one, their heads were shot through the top of the head, and when Vito landed, the bodies fell one by one behind the gun mantlet.

He slid into the cockpit from the head of the train with a stride. There was a severely mutated deformed dwarf. His legs were completely shrunk, leaving only two long hands.

The monster was hung on the front of the car by a gondola, and looked at Vito with its huge eyes in astonishment. He immediately pushed the acceleration gear of the train to the maximum, and then locked the console.

Vito shattered his head with a single shot. He grabbed the dwarf's head and threw it off the train. He watched the locked acceleration gear. The fire began to flicker erratically.

The thruster began to burn and shatter, and its turbofan fell off in the flames and slid backwards. The tribesmen immediately squatted down to avoid being hit by it.

The entire propulsion engine was completely overloaded, and the fuel nozzle shattered and spit out a large piece of fuel, which exploded instantly after contacting the sprayed plasma.

The violent explosion shook the entire train, and the train shook violently during the explosion. Halfas hid in the gun mantlet and did not fall. The tribesmen on the roof were not so lucky, and one of them was thrown away immediately. go down.

Vito also fell on the wall of the cab. He cursed for a while and the lock shattered with his fingers. He pulled the accelerator lever with his backhand and it completely lowered. Vito's fingers began to sweep across the entire cab.

Numerous operating senses and instruments began to be adjusted, the emergency brake handle was instantly killed, the red handle was killed at the end, the propulsion engine of the train was turned off instantly, and the broken structure broke in the wind and flew down to the sandy ground .

All the emergency braking systems on the train chassis fell, and the brake locks were inserted into the movable shaft to stop the train, and a huge amount of sparks sprayed out from between the shafts.

The train lost its balance amidst the screeching sound of metal rubbing. Vito cursed and immediately grabbed a handle. The body of the train was out of balance and tilted to one side before hitting the sandy ground.

A huge amount of sand and dust raised a large cloud of smoke to cover the train, and the clansmen gathered on the sand dunes in the distance climbed up the hill, and they looked at the dust that was raised.

Sarah rushed up the sand dune and looked anxiously in that direction, and the chief also walked up and looked in that direction with a long stick, and everyone looked at the large cloud of dust.

After the sand and dust disappeared, the steel body was exposed to the sun, and its body was generally submerged in yellow sand, like a giant dragon lying in a pool of blood.

"Oberon" is dead.

The tribesmen burst into cheers, the hunters raised their spears and slid down the dunes, they rushed to the train howling and firing at the sky.

Shotguns fired at the sky, and Sarah held her chest with a sigh of relief. The chief looked up at the clansmen rushing towards the train.