"Everyone, hurry up! Block this block!" Rachel shouted loudly. A group of planetary defense forces wearing bulletproof armor were setting up barricades and heavy firepower at the intersection.
After receiving Luka's order, Rachel did not dare to delay. She immediately found General Gregory of the Planetary Defense Force and asked him to mobilize the Planetary Defense Force to blockade the A7-012 area.
She personally led a team of elite soldiers and planned to go deep into the A7-012 area to search for the aliens that Luka mentioned.
Although she is the prime minister of the palace, Rachel still retains the habits she had when she was the political commissar of the defense forces, and takes the lead when encountering such tasks that require combat.
For this purpose, she also put on the coat and carapace she wore as a political commissar, and took her laser pistol and chainsword.
These two pieces of equipment were inherited from Rachel's family. They were the equipment her father wore when he was the political commissar of the Star Army.
When the Astra Militarum Army retired en masse on this planet, Rachel's father stayed behind as the regiment's political commissar, and later served as the first political commissar of the planetary defense force.
Not only that, he also trained his daughter to be a qualified political commissar and let her take over his position and weapons.
For Rachel, these two pieces of equipment are not only a legacy, but also an honor and responsibility.
Because of this, when she equipped herself with these two weapons, it also meant that she was gambled on her own and her family's honor and would not allow any failure.
"Lady Rachel, the six nearby blocks have been blocked off! Please instruct us on the next steps!" A lieutenant of the defense force ran to Rachel and reported to her the current situation of the team.
"Carpet search all blocks! Everyone must act in teams. Your goal is to search for aliens! All non-human targets will be killed without mercy!" Rachel gave an iron-blooded order.
For a commissar of the human empire, there are only two kinds of enemies: dead and alive.
Now that we have identified the enemy, there is naturally no possibility of holding back.
Moreover, the vicious murders that occurred in this area have had a very bad impact on the region since the tenure of the previous governor.
At that time, Rachel had cleaned up the area on the orders of the previous governor, but her target that time was the cultists, and she did not notice that it was actually the aliens who did it.
This meant that her action on that occasion did not achieve any results, although she did clean up the cultists in the area and eradicate a small gang with heretical behavior, and with the blood of some people, the entire area was temporarily stabilized.
But it is hard to call it an achievement, or to put it bluntly, it is just using that small gang as a scapegoat to suppress the matter.
Originally, Rachel thought this was an unsolved cold case. Although such a thing would damage her honor, it was unavoidable.
After all, although Rostov II is just an ordinary imperial colony world, there are more than one billion people living in the two cities on this planet. If there are really cultists trying to hide themselves, it will be difficult to find them.
Perhaps professional inquisitors could find them through various other means, but 'ordinary people' like Rachel did not have such talent.
However, now she realized that all this was a misjudgment of her own and that the murder was committed by an alien. This undoubtedly brought her great shame, because not only did she fail to catch the culprit and solve the problem, she even got the real murderer wrong.
This made Rachel feel that the honor of her family had been tarnished.
It was precisely because of this that after receiving Luka's order, she personally brought people here, eagerly hoping that she could wash away this shame.
The Planetary Defense Force began searching the blocks of area A7-012 according to Rachel's orders. Although it was unlikely to catch the aliens on the streets, the soldiers of the Planetary Defense Force still meticulously searched all places where the aliens might be hiding.
Rachel herself led a team of elite guards to the city's sewers.
Although this is a common practice in a sense, the sewers of a city that can accommodate hundreds of millions of people are indeed an ideal place for filth and dirt.
After all, in order for the sewer to meet the living needs of hundreds of millions of people, it must be built wide enough, which undoubtedly provides a breeding ground for some shady activities.
In addition to these reasons, another important factor that Rachel focused on this place was that in the reports she had received before, the bodies were almost all found in the sewers or near the sewer entrances.
That's why Rachel mistakenly thought it was the work of cultists last time.
Cultists and sewers, this can be considered a kind of bound CP.
Entering the sewer from the open maintenance passage, Rachel was almost suffocated by the stench that hit her in the face. She was lucky that she took out the respirator and put it on her face in time.
"Everyone wear a respirator and move in teams. It is strictly forbidden to be alone! Each team must strictly maintain open communications and check communications every fifteen minutes! Open your eyes and search carefully. You must find the alien!" Rachel's voice was a little muffled due to the respirator, but it was still clearly conveyed to the ears of the soldiers she brought with her.
After putting on their respirators, the soldiers began to act, and Rachel also led a team of elite guards to search deep into the sewer.
Such a high-profile action was like a warning to others, which naturally alarmed certain creatures глубокий in the sewer.
Pairs of scarlet eyes opened, scimitar-like claws opened and closed, and torn human skin was draped over the metal body. Rancid fat and dried blood stuck the broken skin to the surface of the metal body, looking cruel and bloody.
These are the Flayers, cursed, soulless machines.
Their flesh, blood, and souls were once devoured by the Star God, and the remaining shadows turned into mechanical undead.
But now, cursed by the Star God and unable to suppress their own hunger and thirst, they have become twisted and mutated and have already lost even the last bit of their self.
"Landu...Gor..." These skinners murmured a name, and their insatiable hunger for flesh and blood made them take action.
They moved in groups of two or three, moving at an uncanny speed through the shadows of the sewers.
In this sewer that was originally filled with filth and dirt, the Skinners and the Defense Forces hunted each other like hunters and prey.
As for who is the hunter and who is the prey, I'm afraid the final outcome will only be revealed when one side falls.