Chapter 24 01.0024: "Physical Lawsuit"

The Imperial Adeptus Adeptus, the first line of defence on every Imperial world against Chaos invasion.

When the Four Gods want to extend their claws to an imperial world, they must first run into the Shield of Law.

Of course, this is not the only option.

After all, under the heavy pressure of life, not everyone can fulfill their duties.

The sheriff's prosecutor named George no longer had his former arrogance. His eyes twitched uncontrollably and sweat poured down his body.

Every step the arbitrator took back felt like stepping on his heart and lungs, making his breathing feel so weak and slow.

"Hehehe..." The security inspector took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the last dim old searchlight in the abandoned landfill.

Just as everyone was waiting for the arbitrator to bring back the evidence.

Bang! The big searchlight went out.

"Be careful!" Farida, who was using a helmet to detect ambushes outside the field, saw the flashing red light in the goggles and shouted immediately.

The legal department staff were not too panicked, because it was normal for the middle and lower nest areas to be dark due to the lack of maintenance.

Just as they were about to turn on the searchlights on their helmets, a stream of air whizzed past Arbitrator Javert's head.

"Ugh!"

The arbitrator holding the secret letter was knocked off balance, and when he tried to stand up, several heavy bullets shot from the darkness hit the arbitrator's carapace one after another. The last bullet penetrated his neck and blew off his head.

The arbitrators had no idea that the auxiliary police would point their guns at them.

The weapons in their hands were all shotgun shells. Facing such enemies, they could only passively take the beating before the "sudden death" came. Therefore, at the moment the gunshots were heard, they all hid behind the armored vehicles.

"You vile and shameless scoundrels have blasphemed the sacred name of the Ministry of Justice!"

Javert, the arbitration inspector who came from the auxiliary police, twitched his mouth with anger. He raised his hand without hesitation and shot a guy who pointed a gun at him to death.

In the pitch darkness, the close-range fight between the two sides officially broke out.

Relying on the advantage in numbers, the prosecutor's men rushed forward. Several of them hugged Javert and pushed him against the armored vehicle. Four or five of them picked up riot batons and hit him on the head.

The minions on the other side knelt in the first row and stood up in the second row, focusing their fierce firepower on the arbitrators who were checking the communication equipment beside the armored vehicle. The situation was not optimistic.

The secret letter fell on the ground made of quick-setting concrete, and the bloody head flew to Horatio's feet. The exposed face still showed the loyalty and anger of the arbitrator.

Horatio immediately opened fire to suppress the two-man sniper team that had been discovered.

When the attacker realized he had been exposed, he picked up his gun and prepared to run away, but just as he raised the gun, a huge bloody hole was shot in his upper chest.

Farida lay on the ground with her legs crossed, placing the gun, which was almost as tall as her, on her slender and strong calves, in an excellent low-profile sniper posture.

The observer took the opportunity to run, but it was so dark and the distance was so far that killing the shooter could be attributed to the misfortune caused by his slow movement in the moment of standing up, but if he just ran away, he would definitely get away safely.

"Horatio...!"

Before the lark-like female voice finished its words, a slanting laser instantly pierced through the human body.

I heard a burning sizzling sound coming from my hand, and then it tilted to the ground with a plop, and there was no breath.

"It's really useful. You don't even need to adjust the time in advance. It just shoots wherever you point." Horatio praised while searching for other snipers.

Not far in front of him, the minions of the Sheriff's Inquiry and the arbitrators of the Ministry of Justice were fighting each other. In the darkness, there were constant flashes of lightning from stun batons, bursts of flames from shotgun fire, and extremely shrill screams.

"Hey, Hood, what should we do now? The two gangs are fighting each other. Can the Arbitrators win?"

Horatio called him "Hood" directly, which made Farida frown.

Although he didn't have the upbringing of an aristocrat, this was not the time to quibble over such a small matter, so he snorted coldly and said:

"Of course we can. Turn on the thermal imaging recognition system and support them. Those corrupted hooligans are no match for the Chusei."

Although the corrupt thugs under the command of the Sheriff's Inquisitor were numerous and the bulletproof armor they wore could barely resist shotgun fire, these poorly trained half-wits were no match for the well-equipped arbitrators who all graduated from the Zhongzi Academy. Even if they concentrated their firepower and knocked down an arbitrator, these strong-willed iron Zhongzi would stand up with all their strength, regardless of the blood on their bodies, and continue to fight until they died.

Every time the huge No. 10 shotgun shell was fired, it would whistle out a large number of black pellets, accompanied by screams and sounds of people falling to the ground. The gray-black surface was bathed in blood for the first time in a long time.

Arbitration Inspector Javert wielded an oversized stun baton shaped like a leaf hammer. Even if he was pinned to the ground and beaten up a second ago, he would still grit his teeth and use the hammer to hit back, beating these guys who claimed to be traitors in the name of the God-Emperor one after another, beating their brains to pieces, and soon his pure silver armor was covered in blood.

Farida and Horatio kept firing from behind. The sudden and fierce shooting made the villains who were lined up in a line and suppressed by concentrated fire flee in panic, looking for cover.

Soon, the seemingly one-sided battle was quickly reversed, and a double-sided situation was formed silently.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, here are the grenades I bought you at a huge price! Blow them to death!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the security inspector immediately sent people to throw high-explosive fragmentation grenades at the arbitrators without caring about the fact that there were still people there.

One of his men just took out a grenade, pressed the fuse, and prepared to throw it. Horatio, with his quick eyes and hands, quickly turned the muzzle of his gun through the thermal imaging equipment and pulled the trigger.

"Ah!" The wounded man screamed. When he saw the grenade dropped at his feet, he was so frightened that he couldn't utter a word.

"You...!" The sheriff's inspector stared at Horatio in surprise, then immediately looked down at the grenade on the ground.

boom--

The sheriff's inspector was blown away and hit the car.

The flying fragments caused the other thugs gathered around the sheriff's inspector to fall to the ground in an instant, and they squirmed on the ground like maggots, covering their wounds.

"Ah...Ahhh!" The sheriff's inspector covered his face and tremblingly pulled out the twisted shrapnel that was stuck in his flesh. His legs twisted and drooped weakly to the ground, obviously with comminuted fractures.

"That's it. Confess your guilt." Farida walked out from behind the shuttle and walked towards George carefully with her gun at hand.

"Ms. Hood, we have to talk about that guy now." Javert approached Farida.

"But the matter has not been resolved yet! How can we ..."

"This guy no longer has the ability to resist."

Javert glanced coldly at the public prosecutor George, who was trembling and holding his wound and began to mutter to himself crazily.

"Ms. Hood, to protect your reputation and that of the Legal Department, that guy must die now."

Horatio hid behind the shuttle and peeked over to look at the two people who were talking.

"No, at least send him to the Ministry of Justice instead of abusing his power to..."

"Ms. Hood!" Javert stared at the student in front of him and intimidated her with his majesty.

"He saw too many things he shouldn't have seen. You are well aware that this matter concerns the prestige of the Ministry of Justice."

"But..." Farida wanted to argue for it.

"No buts. This condemned man has lived long enough. He must die now."

Javert waved his hand, and four blood-stained arbitrators holding bulletproof shields and shotguns tried to attack Horatio from both sides.

"You want to kill me to save the Ministry of Justice, right?"

Horatio snorted coldly, turned the gun in his arms, and glanced at the energy block magazine that was almost empty with a cold look.

Then he clenched his fists, and the coolant in his prosthetic limbs began to surge, boil, and turn into hot steam, like an angry bull ready to fight a gladiator to the death.

"No, no one of you can touch him today. I have already guaranteed his life with the reputation of the Hood family!"

The Huntress gritted her teeth and, without caring about her image, roughly pushed away two arbitrators who were in an assault stance and had their shotguns placed on their shields.

Finally, she simply threw the gun to the ground, opened her arms, and protected Horatio behind her.

"Please shoot me before you touch him, Sensei!"

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