If this is a journey to the world of Monster Hunter, then it can be considered an escape from this cesspool. But I have only heard that the warp can time travel, but I have never heard that the warp can travel into another universe.
Leon hadn't come back to his senses yet, but his action of shouting out the monster's name attracted Ademir's attention. He asked Leon, "Boom Dragon? Is this its academic name? This kind of monster is very popular outside now?"
"No, I just know one thing or two." Leon denied, "How many times have you dealt with this monster? What is his attack method?"
"Fifteen times. Its attack methods are very monotonous, either throwing rocks or crawling and ramming at high speed with a roar, but its destructive power is quite amazing. And its defense is very strong. Although the grenade can penetrate it, it cannot cause enough damage, but will stimulate its ferocity. Only shooting at its vital points such as the eyes can make it dodge slightly."
"Have you ever tried weapons other than grenade launchers? For example, plasma weapons?" Leon raised the ion gun in his hand.
"That's a must."
Leon sprung, signaled the two Astartes who were dragging him to slow down, and then began to charge the plasma pistol in his hand.
After just one shot, the dragon howled in pain. A large hole was burned where it was hit by the plasma weapon, as if a large piece of flesh had been dug out. Blood was oozing out from under the charred scales.
But compared to the three people's surprise, Leon, who knew that the dragon was weak to thunder, was not so satisfied. He put the plasma pistol in his hand and checked it repeatedly, muttering: "Strange, is the power of the plasma pistol produced by Ryza is so small...?"
"Should we press on and fire a few more rounds?" Ademir suggested.
"No, if the fully charged plasma pistol only has this much killing power, then it will not be able to kill the Boom Dragon before the plasma pistol overheats. Instead, the enraged Boom Dragon will take the opportunity to close the distance. If you use other weapons, it will not have such a good effect."
Leon rejected Ademir's proposal. He knew that the dragon had a strong vitality, so he didn't think that he could kill it by cutting a few more holes in it. Even if he could kill it, the ion pistol that couldn't be cooled before the dragon escaped couldn't give it the final blow: "Retreat first, we need to save some ammunition, and we'll deal with the rest later."
Facing Leon's professionalism, none of Ademir's group questioned his decision. While the dragon was still recovering, they had already crossed the open area and retreated to the next jungle. After confirming that the dragon could not catch up, Leon simply repaired his legs here. After regaining his ability to walk, he followed the Astartes and walked for nearly 20 minutes before arriving at the temporary residence of the Astartes.
Leon looked at the natural cave in front of him and said, "So, you live in a place like this?"
"We moved around a lot, so there's no need to put too much effort into our homes, as long as we choose a good location." Ademir replied, "But there are still some basic renovations inside."
"That's not what I meant. Let me put it another way. How did you get to this planet? If there is a crashed warship, generally speaking you would use the wreckage as a base, live near the wreckage, and explore the outside world, right?" Leon asked, "You guys are acting like cavemen here. Could it be that you were thrown to this planet one by one by the warp?"
Ademir still had no expression on his face, but Leon could see a hint of sadness in him.
"Help us maintain our weapons and equipment first. I will evaluate your level based on your maintenance work." Ademir replied, "Although you look like a geneticist studying biology from the way you identify the beasts, what we need are engiseers who are good at maintenance and manufacturing. I hope your level in this area is not too bad."
Leon raised his eyebrows, but he was too lazy to explain that he was a versatile person with a cheat power:"Where can we go for repairs? We can't do it without basic materials."
"We have set up a basic studio in the cave. I have already sent someone in to sort out some... less necessary things. Follow me and I will take you there. You cannot move around here on your own until we are sure that we can reach a cooperation."
Seeing that these people also had their own little secrets, Leon naturally chose to understand. He followed Amidel into the cave. Although he could not see any privacy, the more than 50 Astartes who came in and out one after another gave Leon a basic judgment of their total number.
Leon keenly noticed that on a simple stone table was a working power backpack with a mechanical arm, which was obviously the equipment of a technical sergeant.
"Where is your technical sergeant? Where did he go?" Leon asked.
"He died." Ademir lowered his eyes. "It was a long time ago. We faced a green lizard-like monster with the ability to fly. Its venom glands were quite developed and it had the ability to spit fire. We were in danger when we were fighting against the monster due to our lack of equipment. I was even almost bitten to death by the monster when it swooped down from the sky."
"But at the critical moment, Sergeant Hepa stood up. He left his backpack behind, holding the last melta bomb of our company, rushing to the diving monster and detonated the bomb, breaking the monster's tail. The seriously injured and unbalanced monster could only fight with us on the ground, and was eventually killed by us."
"...No offense, he made a great sacrifice."
"He sacrificed himself for the future of our brothers. I can only live up to his sacrifice by leading them out of this desperate situation." Ademir shook his head. He picked up a bolt rifle from the weapon rack beside him and handed it to Leon. "I always miss him, but we have to face the present. Let me see if you have the ability to replace him and complete his unfinished responsibilities - or even do better than him."