OBS Chapter 224 Mockery
Chapter 224 Mockery
When the nun's helmet made a sound other than the noise, the spirits of all the humans present were lifted.
If communications can be restored, the humans here can not only pass on intelligence back, but can even further request reinforcements or retreat. This is one of the few good news that humans have received in these days of endless fighting.
"Keep this frequency, don't move!" Gloria reminded Howard loudly, and then she kept her whole body relatively still, but turned her wrist slightly to adjust the direction of the antenna.
As the antenna rotated, the sound emitted by the helmet became louder, but the fragmented human voices mixed in with the noise also became clearer. Gloria slowly raised the helmet with her other hand and put it to her ear, then tilted her head to listen carefully, trying to distinguish the meaning of these fragmented human voices.
These intermittent sounds were unclear and sounded like unconscious dream talk. Gloria could make out the general meaning of each word in the dream talk, but when put together, they became meaningless and illogical nonsense.
After repeatedly adjusting the antenna, the situation still didn't improve, so Gloria put down her helmet and said to Howard, "Keep going, but slow down."
Gloria meant for Howard to continue adjusting the frequency. Although the Empire also had broadcast channels, Gloria's helmet could only receive a few specific frequencies, and these frequencies were all military frequencies without exception, so Gloria was not worried about wasting time by receiving civilian channels.
She never thought that her attempt could succeed so easily. If communication could be restored by simply twisting the antenna and finding the right angle, then the communication interruption in the past few days would be a complete joke. Even deep down in her heart, Gloria did not think that her attempt could succeed. She just didn't want to sit and wait for death. She just wanted to find something to do.
But now it seems that her behavior of finding things to do seems to have really had some effect.
The original channel didn't work, so Gloria continued to move. Soon she found that the further outside she went, the more fragmented information the communication device received. In other words, the further outside she went, the better the signal.
This was as it should be. The area allocated to humans by the Eldar was originally at the innermost part of this crack. After realizing this, Gloria put away her helmet and antenna and walked straight towards the exit of this area.
"You can't go out." Seeing Gloria coming, the elves guarding the exit stopped her as expected.
"Get out of the way! I'm trying to restore communication with the rear!" Gloria certainly couldn't be nice to the elves who were blocking the way.
The elves also did not give any face to the hairless monkey in their eyes. After Gloria showed no intention of cooperating, they quickly drew their guns.
"Let her out." Howard still needed to resolve this situation. He stood between Gloria and the Eldar and said to the two Eldar guarding the exit, "I'll follow her. She won't do anything rash. Go tell your prophet that we're trying to restore contact with the outside world and ask him to let us out."
The Eldar guarding the exit looked at each other. Although they didn't care about this group of hairless monkeys, they had to take Howard's request seriously. So one of them put down his gun and went to report to the Eldar prophet, while the other still held his weapon and was on guard against the battle sister.
Although Gloria's request was not met immediately, Howard could not think of any reason why the Eldar prophet would refuse her request. After the Eldar who went to report came back, Gloria would probably be allowed to go out.
However, Gloria did not express any reaction to Howard who resolved this minor conflict, but raised her antenna again.
The communication device was activated again. This time the noise was much quieter, and the originally fragmented words turned into fragmented sentences. Even Howard could recognize some meaningful words from them, such as "number", "situation", etc.
Finally, after Howard turned the knob to a certain range, the noise from the communication device suddenly decreased. With a sound like a switch being turned on, the voice device of the Battle Sister's helmet finally emitted a sentence that could be interpreted: "Information... identity... location..."
Even though this sentence was still accompanied by a severe hissing sound of electricity, there was no doubt that this was the result that the Battle Sister wanted.
Although the communication distortion was still severe, Gloria could no longer wait. She raised her helmet to her mouth and was about to speak, but a thin, slender, bony hand pressed on the helmet, preventing Gloria from reporting the information to the other party.
The “person” who stopped Gloria was Charandi.
Howard suddenly had a bad feeling, because agreeing or disagreeing with the battle nun going out was just a matter of Charandi's order. For such a small matter, the Eldar sage didn't bother to come in person.
However, Gloria obviously didn't understand. She regarded Chalandi's obstruction as a provocation, so she tried to pull the helmet out of Chalandi's hand. As a result, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the tall and thin bean sprout.
"Let go!" So Gloria simply threw away the antenna, pulled out the grenade launcher that had just been maintained and pointed it at the Eldar prophet.
"Human, your stupidity truly amazes me." Chalandi glared at Gloria. "In this damn place, even our most advanced communications are severely disrupted. How can you believe that this primitive, backward piece of junk you crafted can break through the communication blockade?"
After saying that, Charandi let go of his hand.
The Eldar prophet's words also awakened Gloria. She raised her helmet again, but this time, instead of hastily reporting the situation, she asked, "Who are you? I need to know your identification code."
After Gloria asked this question, the other end of the communication fell into obsession. Not only did no one continue to reply, even the electrical noise that symbolized interference disappeared.
"Roar--"
But just when Howard thought it was all over, a huge roar was heard from the originally silent communication, followed by screams and wails that were only heard when countless lives were tortured. Mixed among these screams were huge, sharp buzzing sounds and hideous grins. The dust in the area was trembling because of the waves of sound, as if a devil was about to drill out of the helmet of the Battle Sister.
When the first roar sounded, the Battle Sister had already thrown the helmet in her hand away. If the Eldar Prophet's psychic vision was turned on at this time, one would see flames burning in the ear area of the helmet, where the communication module was installed. The flames rose upwards, forming an ever-changing, grinning face.
And then, the Eldar prophet raised his scepter high and smashed the smiling face to pieces with one blow.
"Now, do you still think that what you did is correct?" After resolving this not-so-small crisis, Chalandi asked the two of them in return.
Howard and Gloria both responded with silence.
From the very beginning, what Gloria received was not human signals, but vicious mockery from the warp. The closer she got to the outside world, the clearer the sound became. This was not because the outside signal was better, but because the further she went outside, the farther she was from the Sisters of Silence in the human line. The Sisters of Silence's ability to shield psychic energy became weaker, and the influence of the warp became stronger.
If the Eldar prophet had not discovered the abnormality in time and stopped it, no one knows what would have happened next. If there was a commander in the warp on the other end of the communication who pretended to be human and asked these humans to riot against the Eldar here, it is estimated that these humans would really do so.
The failure of this attempt is also a microcosm of the empire. Surrounded by countless malicious intentions, in order to protect itself, the empire must always remain vigilant and always doubt everything.
Now, the Battle Sister's attempt to restore communication with the rear had failed, and she was left with only one option.