paranoianovel Chapter 501 Making wedding clothes for others
Chapter 501 Making wedding clothes for others
The heroic sacrifice of that recruit was defined as disobeying military orders, and his heroic deeds will not be recorded in the Hall of Honor of the Iron Hands. Cold logic made the Bogus clan only have a few records of him, and they were thought to be. Negative comments about quitting.
Just wait for the Cruel Blade to reload a shell, why waste a precious Primaris Warrior?
Although there are some in the Iron Hands who believe that his behavior has merit, most of the leadership agrees that this kind of heroic behavior of disobedience on the battlefield cannot be encouraged.
We are not the Ultramarines, those guys who only know how to increase the number of people but like to win through the heroic actions of the "outstanding ones".
To the Iron Hands, the Ultramarines were just a group of nouveau riche who only knew how to increase their chips but squandered them at will.
This recruit fits right in that spot.
The Iron Hand is a precision instrument, a war equipment in the hands of Omnissiah. Every soldier is a part. Before taking any unnecessary actions, they must first ensure that their mission is completed.
And this new recruit completely violated this insurmountable rule.
This trend must not be allowed to develop.
.....
On the other side, the battle of Clan Morag sliced through the enemy fleet with surgical precision.
"This is a combat data model."
The holographic image of the leader of the Morag clan did not shake at all. A large number of Adeptus Mechanicus skitarii and his clan were executing the raid plan, but the clan leader did not attack.
Others in the holographic conference were confused: "You mean, what is shown in front of us now is not a projection of the current situation of the war?"
"I mean, it fits perfectly with our predictive model."
The six enemy ships were marked in conspicuous red. The clan leader pointed to these variables and said: "The only thing that is unpredictable now is the movement of these six ships. It is always difficult to completely predict the enemies in subspace. "
The support given by the psykers was vague, as it always was.
Some clans like think tanks. They believe that think tanks' "brains are more useful" and can store more knowledge. Moreover, think tanks are different from other gene-seed warriors. They are proficient in blessing machine souls, controlling steel, strengthening the power of prosthetic limbs, and promoting combat. The car repairs itself...
Our psionic Fearless Titan's Great Think Tank has a crooked skill tree.
He was originally responsible for teleporting large weapons or vehicles into the field, and was good at controlling mechanical blessing machine spirits. Unexpectedly, he became more and more excited after entering the "vehicle" himself.
The think tank of Clan Morag is contacting other clan think tanks to see if they have any prophetic think tanks.
As the war progressed, the defense line of the Bogus clan pushed forward steadily under the leadership of the Iron Priest. Although there were no longer familiar fortifications in front, half the wall was covered with blasphemous language, and the bunker turned into a blood bath. .....
This moment made the soldiers wonder, we don't seem to have so many soldiers, where is the blood pool? The servitors of the Adeptus Mechanicus and our warriors only have a few drops of blood.
Until they rushed into the core of the enemy ship's jump gang, where there were many large holes burned by the heat of the jump gang cabin. The air sprayed through them into outer space, enveloping fragments of steel.
Soon, the soldiers discovered a strange trace.
Since the Sapphire King was banished, his psychic surges should have taken away all the Daemons of Slaanesh, leaving only a few entities here, such as Chaos Warriors and Chaos Disciples.
"There is a 4% chance that this trace was left by a Chaos war gang, a 19% chance that it was left by a Chaos believer, and judging from the trace, there is an 81% chance that it was a giant Chaos beast."
Soon, they got their answer, moving along a slimy passage surrounded by dense cracks of steel and various metals.
There were cables and pipes in the large hole in the wall. The black liquid in the pipes had drained out, and all flowed into the downward passage in front of him, mixing with the slime.
"The mucus was found to have abnormal psychic fluctuations."
The reorganized queue easily left the "long slime road" below and traveled on the ceiling through magnetic locks.
Soon, they discovered their ultimate goal.
It is like a giant eel, eating steel, eating the surrounding metal in circles. Its skin is brilliantly colored, and all the gorgeous colors are smeared on the opponent's body irregularly. Under the fine scales, there are Glands that produce mucus, making fire have minimal effect on it.
At the top of its body, there are not fins or densely packed spikes, but a corridor of flesh and blood full of Slaanesh's addiction.
A beautiful carving of flesh and blood. Chaos believers dug out the flesh on its back, digging out positions that were large enough to accommodate these madmen. Only one end of a large scale on the side was connected to the flesh and blood, and they shrank into the "seat" The back cover is on the head.
This is a flesh-and-blood roller coaster that doesn’t know where to go.
How did the warriors of the Iron Hands discover such a "secret" design?
Because those followers of Slaanesh simply refused to stay in boring little cabins of flesh and blood.
I can't stand it any longer.
They stood up and down in the pit of flesh and blood, shrank in through the holes, and emerged into the open area. They stood on the backs of the giant beasts, dancing crazily and shaking everything they could.
What about laser guns, big pants, the girl next door, whatever she has to show off.
The Iron Hand warriors behind quickly formulated a plan, but because they had no idea what the characteristics of this giant eel were, they decided to test it out first.
Bocuse's warriors fired a volley of direct-fire weapons, slamming into the enemy's rear.
A sharp tail spine was blown off.
"Let them feel the wrath of the Omnissiah!"
The giant beast in front was completely enraged, and the glands hidden under its scales began to spray mucus. It rushed out with a "swish", so fast that people suspected it was a torpedo.
The warriors hung upside down from the ceiling. Even the fastest sprint could not catch up with each other. Only the corpses of some Chaos followers could be seen.
They didn't have time to shrink into the flesh and blood seats, and their exposed bodies were cut off by the hole in the wall below.
Blood flows on the ground.
Soon, the giant beast turned a corner and came around to the side of the team. It rushed out of the corridor on the side. Looking around, all it could see was the continuously churning multi-layered ring-shaped fangs.
"Hot melt~~"
The adamantine warrior fell to the ground, and the thick liquid almost made him lose his balance.
One of the main weapons was knocked crooked because of this, but it doesn't matter, the Adamantine Warrior has many weapons.
Hot melt and plasma mixed into each other's big mouth, and then...
The adamantine armor was swallowed up in one gulp, and the huge beast's body passed through the middle of the Bogus team.
The Iron Hands were not demoralized, they had nothing of the sort.
The chaos beast was completely out of control.
The loyal warriors didn't know that the way Slaanesh controlled this giant beast was to stuff a Chaos Wizard next to its brain. That guy would cut off his legs and use blasphemous flesh and blood technology to fight Chaos forever. The giant beasts are connected.
This also meant that he couldn't run away. As the adamantine armor was pushed very close to him, he felt like his body was collapsing.
"The flamethrower has no effect, the effect of the melt is unknown, and the other party has isolated the signal."
The Iron Priest pulled out the power sword in time, and when the opponent passed by him, the sword penetrated into the opponent's body.
With the help of the decomposition stance, the sword blade easily cut through the scales. Unfortunately, the prosthetic limb holding the sword could not withstand such terrifying force. Not only was it completely broken, but pipes were also pulled out from the Iron Priest's body, which looked extremely terrifying. .
"Call Brutal Blade Ten, we need support."
"Calculate, how to set up a trap."
When the enemy left, this group of warriors stood by and made no move to fire, and the Chaos beast did not come over. It was not until a Slaanesh believer climbed out of the pipe and a warrior fired a shot that another Hear a "rumbling" sound.
"The possibility that the other party will implant a mental imprint that has a special response to the sound of gunfire is 65%."
"To refute, I can only say something similar."
The Cruel Blade was heading here, and the Primaris team escaped the crazy collision of the giant beast. From the flash of the scene, they saw that the teeth of the giant beast had been broken in large numbers, and it was almost using the force of the collision. Advance quickly.
"Evacuate to the target area."
They don't need to completely meet the Cruel Blade, they just need to find the attack range of the turret.
"There is a hole in the front that connects to outer space. If the gunner can accurately fire the shells through that hole, then we can reduce the movement time by 93%."
"He has to do it."
This data was so tempting that the commander of Team Bocuse decided to give it a try.
The soldiers arrived at the target area with astonishing efficiency, and similarly, the tanks arrived at the predetermined location in seconds.
"Fire!"
A volley hit the tunnel that had been opened in Tiaobangcang, making the hole larger.
Ground motion detectors indicate that the Chaos Eels are approaching...from the edge of another battlefield.
The team was all spread out around them, trying to minimize the impact of the artillery fire on them.
"Looking at the earthquake detector, how far away is the other party?"
"Ten seconds, nine seconds...three seconds, eh?"
When the countdown of the warriors came to the final moment, everything stopped.
"It should be behind the wall." The Iron Priest raised his bolter and fired a shot, but there was still no movement from the other party.
"Dong~~"
The sound of the wall being violently hit.
Soon, this subtle sound was drowned out by the bombardment of the Cruel Blade's main gun. The distance was too far, and the tank turret had to fire in advance, otherwise it would wait until it saw the opponent before firing, and the enemy would have already run away by the time it landed.
The macro beam bombardment accurately passed through the large hole and hit the target area. The dazzling light dissipated, and there was a red and white metal solution in front of it.
In the violent metal collapse, the wall that separated the two sides collapsed.
The giant eel fell to the ground, its teeth all broken into pieces, a large gash was cut in its belly, and there was blood everywhere.
The adamantine warrior was swallowed, and the teeth of the chaos beast only ground the outer shell of the weapon. The core made of adamantine and the broad blade of the power sword were not bitten into pieces.
The adamantine warrior was indeed dead. Before he could close his adamantine eyelids, a spike penetrated his skull and penetrated the driver's brain.
The problem is, there are two pilots in the Adamantite Armor.
Another warrior who is completely closed off and relies only on the readings of the combat detector.
He temporarily controlled the entire armor, which was a huge mental load for him, but the armor still started to chop while squirming.
The gastric juices flowed into the tactical eyepiece and invaded the inside along the flesh and blood of another soldier. The survivor was racing against time, and he won.
The bombardment from his comrades suppressed him, and he howled in pain.
The huge wall pressed down, pinning him unable to move.
The energy supply device can provide less and less energy to life-support equipment, and strange corrosion and abnormal pressure on the pipes are killing him.
Even if many soldiers came to rescue him immediately, he would irrevocably lose some of his organs. He would only be able to stay in this adamantine coffin forever, and he could control far fewer weapons than before.
It was an eternity of torture.
.....
The warriors of the Iron Hands spent some time dissecting the giant beast and trying to understand why it did not come to support when the Sapphire King launched an attack just now.
The team that stayed here was laboriously cutting open the body of the giant beast, while other warriors were cleaning the battlefield to clear away the remaining followers of Slaanesh, which did not require much military power.
The small team of soldiers also wanted to attack, instead of standing here and hacking away with knife after knife, boring and boring as if they could never cut through the corrupted flesh.
I don't know how long time passed. Some warriors decided to replenish some promethium element engine fuel of the chain sword and stopped. Only two warriors were still moving forward. This time, the war blade touched something different.
The warrior used all melee weapons, including combat daggers, to quickly pierce the tough fascia and continuously expand the wound.
A pair of small eyes stared at him.
Not good.
The second pair, the third pair... countless "eyes" looked at this place.
Chaos beasts emerged from the depths of the giant eel's body. They stopped eating the flesh and blood around them and began to attack the only "light".
The two warriors were knocked down on the spot. The first one rushed out like a three-tailed leopard, the second one was a scorpion with growing wings, and the third one was a six-legged bull...
Each Chaos Beast is completely different from the Chaos Eel.
The team members behind tried to stop them with flamethrowers, but there were too many of them.
Whether it's metallic skin or hard eggshell, it can temporarily withstand flames.
The Bogus clan finally understood what the thing in front of them was. It was a train of flesh and blood. The metal it swallowed provided metal supplements for the Chaos beasts conceived in the eggs. When they were born, they were made of steel and iron, and they longed for flesh and blood.
They would have eaten the carcasses of giant eels, and their bodies would have been plump and strong, instead of being so skinny and skinny now.
They have just been born, and the most important thing is that they have different shapes. Strictly speaking, each egg does not look like it was bred by a giant eel, but more like a parasite that eats the owner.
The Bogus clan once again fell into a war of attrition.
......
Clan Morag's attack went very well.
The relationship between the Morag clan and the Mechanicus is quite good, mainly due to their love of collecting quirks. Things that are deemed "useless after research" are handed over to the Mechanicus for "waste utilization", which is consistent with the early strategy of Red Torrent. It's almost the same.
Thanks to this, the Adeptus Mechanicus is very happy to send troops to assist the opponent. Although the loot obtained will "be kept with the Morag clan for a few days", it will eventually reach their hands.
Isn't this just fighting for the spoils of war?
Rounding things off, there is also a company of Astartes serving as thugs.
The five forging worlds that signed the contract sent quite luxurious fleets to garrison here. At this moment, instead of being timid because of the consumption of their own weapons, they rushed forward like a wolf attacking a sheep.
Go! We can't let other forging worlds get ahead of us.
The Slaanesh fleet suffered massive losses, but no one could deny that it got what it wanted.
The Chaos Terminator elites at the Sapphire King's palace carried a large amount of plundered pure gene seeds and left the fortress through teleportation.
Some guys with strange personal habits hung the half-dead Bronze Claw warrior on their bodies and left together.
A Slaanesh ship came close to impact, and part of it crashed into the void shield.
The Terminators teleported to that location, and by running to the other end of the ship, they left the trap range left by the Iron Hands' anti-teleportation, and launched a warp to another ship.
The ship made an emergency jump away.
In this battle, the Slaanesh forces lost more than ten warships, and more than thirty ships were severely damaged. The price paid by the Iron Hands was only that one-third of the fortress that was originally a trap appeared to be difficult to repair.
If every battle is fought like this, the Empire will undoubtedly win the final victory.
......
The great predator, the true master of the red pirates, the leader of a large-scale rebellion that is rare in ten thousand years... The big white-scarred man Yifeng has just given himself the title of "Supreme Observer".
Every memory was extremely pious. He was immersed in the scene and became a believer in prayer. At the same time, he also gained countless combat experiences.
The Emperor was also an Omnissiah. Although he didn't know anything about the technical issues that the Iron Hands prayed for, he was still very happy.
As if I were a machine spirit, these mechanical lunatics were all trying to please me.
He saw the defeat of Salish's attack, the joy of running away with the loot, and the negative emotions of the emergency warship being intercepted by the Tzeentch warband.
Haha, furious, does Slaanesh have similar emotions?
It's just that the angle of view hanging from the back of the Chaos Terminator and shaking is not very clear.
The perspective is ended by the magic guns blasted by Tzeentch's warband.
die? loyalty? Yifeng stood from the emperor's perspective.
He just felt that this was a chess game that would take a long, long time to play. Death was nothing at all. Death on the pleasure planet was the same as death on the battlefield. It was the disappearance of a "coin".
Spend your money in the right place.
Kindness will only bring about destruction. One less death in one place will cause a chain reaction. Extermination will be in the star region, star field, and even the entire race.
You mean titanium?
The flames of war burned to the place where the Red Torrent was actually stationed. The appetizer was a Genestealer ship. Dante's direction was yes, the main attack, but there were also many ships looking for loopholes in the defense.
Due to the existence of the People's Light, the Nightfall, the Omegaon and the Talon of Law are all guarding other places. There are not many ships available for the flagship, but William is still very good at preventing the other party from entering the gang war. Just destroy them.
The latecomers are a crazy bunch.
Not because they are tough guys, but because they are human.
A group of pilgrims.
A group of angry mortals came to Terra spontaneously upon discovering the disappearance of the Emperor's Star Torch.
Among them are followers of Tzeentch, and a single shout of a Chaos follower can drive thousands of people into blind action.
"Your actions are no different from attacking Terra."
"Are you traitors going to kill the Emperor? Then kill us too!"
This group of mortals had never even met the Emperor, and they came here with only passion and religious fanaticism.
Someone shouted: "The three Primarchs have usurped power. The Lord of Humanity must not be defeated by these genetic creations. The Human Empire must be controlled by humans!"
"You don't want to deceive us, traitors of the Red Flood, despicable apostates, if you dare to occupy the solar system, our expeditionary force will crush you!"
What's more, they organized a crowd to attack the cockpit and try to drive the pilgrim ship directly into it.
William has one head and two heads.
"Captain William, according to the strategy set by the division commander, we mainly attack the national religion and destroy the areas where believers in the emperor are concentrated. This is one of the basic combat objectives. Pilgrimage ships should also be targets. I request an attack."
I have to admit that in our Chapter, shouting "Buy time for the Master." The morale increase brought by "Buying time for the Emperor" is slightly better, but killing believers and killing those who are encouraged The masses are different.
"My suggestion is to take Yifeng's 'educational short video' with you." Kazanev rarely suggested an attack.
He hoped to use a mechanical virus to invade the hundreds of hours of video into the control center of the pilgrim ship.
Mortals don't need to know that much.
Just as a White Scar team accepted the mission and successfully completed the "virus implantation", the Tzeentch forces began...
Got beaten.
‘The red torrent is my goal! ’ said Khorne.
The Blood Legion rushed out of Mandeville Point before the hidden Tzeentch followers could attack. Not only did they attack our position, but they also launched a jump attack on the pilgrim ship.
The battle immediately became chaotic, and William's reconnaissance force did not discover that the other party was coming from the subspace channel.
"Didn't the intelligence say that the Black Legion was blocked from the ninth line of defense of the Eye of Terror? Where did a force of this size appear from? Don't tell them that they came on the subspace ocean current. It was the ship current. A little bit of ocean current mixed in.”
William was extremely dissatisfied with his intelligence system. After the 30,000 veterans left, even if a few backbones were left to lead the new recruits, unexpected situations still occurred frequently.