"Help us!"
"Help... us!"
The voice of the Chaos creature beca hoarse and horrifying as it flailed its tentacles wildly, attempting another attack.
However, the tentacles struck nothing but air.
Unwilling to accept defeat, the monster lunged directly at Eden.
What greeted it, however, was a golden iron fist.
"Damned Chaos creature!"
Eden smashed the Chaos monster to the ground with a powerful punch, then stomped on it to keep it pinned.
Looking at the struggling monster underfoot, he felt only pity.
The cries for help earlier had co from this deceptive Chaos creature.
It was likely that no living person remained in this starport.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The golden bolter roared.
Eden emptied the clip, ending the creature's life.
Afterward, following his orders, the chanicus arrived under the escort of the Defense Forces and began repairing the communications equipnt in the control hall.
Once the equipnt was operational, Eden addressed the survivors of the starport through the transmitter.
"To the survivors of Starspire Port, this is your Governor, Eden Grant.
If you are still alive, stay in a safe place and wait for our rescue.
Please note, if you see xenos with the Aquila insignia, do not panic or attack. They will not harm you.
If it is safe to do so, you may attempt to send a distress signal to help the rescue team locate you more quickly..."
Eden paused to add, "Survivors, the worst is behind us. Hold on, and we will bring you ho!"
After the broadcast, Eden led the Imperial Guards to other critical areas, continuing their search for survivors.
This starport resembled a small city, its overlapping areas and labyrinthine structure making the search a ti-consuming task.
He could only hope soone had survived.
Starport Food Storage Warehouse
Knock, knock, knock.
Soone lightly knocked on the steel door.
A man's voice, slightly anxious, called out:
"Open the door, I'm here to save you!"
"Hurry up! The monsters are coming!"
But no one responded.
After several attempts, the man grew agitated, his voice turning hoarse and nacing.
"Open the door!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The steel door shuddered violently.
Sothing outside was pounding on it with great force.
Inside the storage warehouse, the survivors held their breath, covering their mouths in fear of alerting the Chaos creature outside.
The creature pounded on the door for a while but failed to budge it.
After several futile attempts, it seed to give up and walked away with heavy footsteps.
Once the noise outside subsided, the survivors finally exhaled in relief.
"Phew, that damned monster is finally gone," sighed the bearded Saylor, looking at Tis.
"Do you think the people on the surface will co to save us?"
"Of course, they'll co to save us!"
Tis, her skin dark and her repair suit stained with grease, exuded a muscular and battle-hardened deanor.
As a senior chanic of the starport, her chanical arm, equipped with tools like a circular saw and a flathrower, had proven invaluable during the chaos. She had saved many lives and beco the leader of the survivors.
However, she was now heavily bandaged, clearly nursing serious injuries.
Before she could say more, soone retorted:
"You said that last ti, too. We waited a whole month, and no one ca!"
"Yeah, our food is gone! We're all going to starve to death here."
"And your last plan got several people killed!"
The survivors grumbled incessantly.
Inside the storage warehouse, there was no food left.
Starving and desperate, many had stopped listening to Tis.
Those who could still complain were the lucky ones.
Most were too weak from hunger to even speak, lying on the ground in silence.
Hearing their complaints, Tis remained silent.
She wasn't confident the surface dwellers would co to their rescue either.
But she had sent out a distress signal.
Not long ago, she had organized a suicide squad to sneak into the communications hall during a brief lull in the Chaos creatures' activity.
Fortunately, they had managed to activate the equipnt and contact the surface.
Unfortunately, the creatures attacked just as they made contact.
Tis had only enough ti to shout one phrase to the surface:
"Help us!"
Then the connection was severed.
Under the monsters' onslaught, her team had scattered, and only half of them made it back.
Half a month had passed since then, and the survivors were now completely out of supplies.
Technically, there was still one batch of food in the warehouse.
Tis glanced at the pile of ant-cattle canned at in the corner.
This batch of cans, ant for the Defense Forces, had inexplicably been left behind in the warehouse.
But the cans were long expired and deed inedible.
The warning labels on the boxes made that clear:
"Happy Ant-Cattle at
— Nothing says victory over xenos like a delicious al!"
WARNING!!!
Feeding ant-cattle at to canines is strictly prohibited.
Violators will face imdiate execution for 'assaulting a superior officer.
'Ensure the at is deboned, marinated, inspected for burrow larvae, and cooked for no less than four days.
Use a bayonet to check for signs of reactivation before marinating again.
Caution: The surprises in ant-cattle at cans can be fatal.
If activated, you will not be posthumously honored for being killed by xenos.
Due to the Warp's temporal anomalies, the expiration date may be off by up to ten years.
Tis sighed. Cooking ant-cattle at was an arduous task requiring long cooking tis and ample fuel.
Without proper preparation, the parasites in the at could be deadly.
And the survivors had long since run out of fuel.
Suddenly, Tis noticed soone sneaking a can of ant-cattle at and attempting to open it.
"Stop!"
She rushed to intervene but was too late.
"Get lost! I want at!"
The man's eyes were bloodshot, clearly driven mad by hunger.
He tore open the can.
Tis halted, her chanical arm deploying a blade in readiness.
The man hesitated, but the can seed normal.
He sneered and laughed mockingly:
"See? Nothing happened. You've been lying to us!"
Encouraged, the others turned on Tis, blaming her.
They rushed toward the cans, eager to grab the ant-cattle at.
"Don't touch them! It's dangerous! Are you all insane?"
Bearded Saylor stepped in front of the pile, trying to reason with the crowd:
"The boss said this at is dangerous and can't be eaten!"
Tis, aware of the true danger, acted decisively.
Grabbing a survivor, she pressed her blade to their neck, her gaze cold:
"Anyone who dares touch the cans will die!"
The survivors froze, fear evident in their eyes.
"You damned bitch! You just want us to starve while hoarding the food for yourself!"
A woman glared at Tis with venomous hatred, her words igniting the crowd.
Overco by hunger, the survivors disregarded Tis and began looting the cans in frenzy.
They couldn't wait to savor the supposedly delicious ant-cattle at.
(End of Chapter)
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