paranoianovel Chapter 114 The little thoughts of the Mechanicus
Chapter 114 The little thoughts of the Mechanicus
The tank formation behind was charging forward at full speed, and Roscoe's ground sweeper took the lead with his shield on, sending everything in front of him into dust.
The army finally broke through the enemy's defense line and completely defeated the greenskins.
The tank rolled over the enemy's broken limbs and drove over the scorched earth. The driver finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his big man was back.
The political commissar's return after the war did not have any impact on the tank's performance, but somehow, the machine's soul state and morale were greatly improved.
From the rear, the steady stream of greenskin support was blocked, and the safari team was doing well.
This is also the key to winning the frontal battlefield. Finally, the equipment of the greenskins killed in the battle will no longer be scattered on the ground, and the new enemies will pick up the equipment and start fighting.
The corpses of the three big guys finally made the green boys realize that the enemy in front of them seemed to have the ability to kill them.
Although the psychic giant is still there, after losing too many orcs, the waaaagh energy circle has shrunk and cannot be reached here.
Without the blessing of the waaaagh energy circle, the greenskins were completely defeated, and the war group ushered in a real victory.
In front of the huge column in the center, the soldiers pushed aside a pile of miscellaneous wooden bars that might be ceremonial, and finally saw the old bacon who didn't know how many years ago.
The huge psionic boss struggled for a few times, then weakened, and the psionic energy shining in the observation port finally fell silent.
The soldiers finally saw the internal situation clearly through the observation port.
The big psychic guy is now imprisoned in the middle. The blue stance chain is looming, binding it tightly, surrounded by ink-colored walls, constantly absorbing the enemy's escaping spiritual energy.
Seeing that there was no danger, the army only left a few soldiers to guard it, while the others kept sweeping through the entire area.
The purge of the Kork orcs is coming to an end.
Now the enemies the warriors face are new boys and grunts who have just emerged from the thin soil.
The son of Chagatai Khan happily hunted around. As soon as the enemy emerged from the earth, he was beheaded by the fast-running warrior before he could even come out.
While other warriors dug the earth and burned the ground with flamethrowers.
Astartes' extraordinary body also felt unusually tired. These green things couldn't be summoned by mortals, and it was difficult to spank them, let alone a boy 4 or 5 meters tall.
When the Astartes began to work as coolies, the mortals, including the combat servants and political commissars, were idle and bored and began to "influence the world with love."
We should implement the ideological concept that beating and scolding is love, and the slave owners who stand on the opposite side of the people should be made to feel the meticulous care of the working people. Everyone should work and live together, but it will be a little bit more difficult for them.
To be honest, the starch block has already taken good care of them.
Suddenly freed, the slaves who had no masters did not even know where to get food. The mortals of Red Torrent enthusiastically took out the current version of the classic "Yi Feng Quotations" updated in real time.
But people are still confused when they turn to the first page.
The first page says, don’t be superstitious about this book. I’m not God, and I can’t always be right.
Facts have proved that this is as meaningless as the sentence in the Codex Astartes: For reference only.
In the frontier position outside the cave, Yifeng, who was having fun everywhere, finally came back and took away Ina, who was so bored that she counted the number of tanks.
Matthew Leo angrily took away his battle flag, looked at Kazaniv standing behind Yifeng, said nothing, and walked away silently.
He and Yifeng were struggling over whose opinions the war group should listen to in the future. He was a bystander, and his thoughts naturally looked at the war group as a whole.
The Captain of the First Company of the Crimson Flood has received the Emperor's blessing, which is the highest honor of the Astartes.
What about the Chapter Master? He did not receive the emperor's blessing because... Matthew Leo looked at Ina with complicated eyes.
This leader of the Yifeng Chapter was probably much more terrifying than he imagined.
Naturally, the Lamenters Chapter Master attributed Yifeng's failure to gain the Emperor's power to the Untouchables.
There is no longer a voice within the Lamenters that questions the Red Torrent Chapter, and they even regard it as an honor to fight alongside these warriors.
No teaching? What are the high lords and the Ministry of Military Affairs? This is the emperor's approval.
Astartes rested quickly. As long as he was not hammered by the green skin, his body could recover in a few hours.
Emotionally, it takes a little longer. Usually, everyone chats in front of the emperor's statue. Now, Kazanev may not be able to rest for a while.
In comparison, the frontline headquarters where Yifeng was located was much quieter.
The disabled man limped back to the untouchable, and then saw Yifeng's death gaze.
"Well, Chapter Commander, my work is okay. I should be able to stay with Ina for a while...probably."
"Why don't you ask those kneeling mortals outside? The statue of the Emperor in their hands flew out, and then the Emperor really appeared. They thought it was you flying around in the sky who gave the Emperor's blessings. Summoned by angels! Now they are kneeling there and reciting the hymn they just learned."
"Well, this, right, I am doing this. Firstly, we all know that we will not talk about the issue of faith. Secondly, the material used to make these statues is better, right? It must be more powerful, yes wrong......."
Yifeng snorted and didn't continue to ask. He couldn't find anything to say about Ina.
Heavy machinery is constantly coming and going, hauling dirt out and putting various devices in it.
Under the care of Astartes, the machinery moved very quickly. Although little greenskins still emerged from the soil from time to time, it no longer mattered.
The question now is whether to let the psychic giant die completely.
This is very simple, just burn all the soil. As we said before, the way to torture the green skin is to place it alone in a safe place, and it will fall into depression, and then its whole body will fester and die.
But the question is, what will happen to this Necron device after the big boss dies? It won't blow up or re-release a batch of unknown beings.
Matthew Leo now obeys Kazanev's words, and Yifeng directly tells Matthew Leo in the name of Crazy Wolf to raise him.
What followed was an endless series of whispers.
Why does the Mechanicus need to study these green-skinned ancestors? Maybe they can find a way to deal with the green-skinned ancestors from the source.
There can be no more accidents here. What if it explodes? The people on this planet will not be able to bear it.
This is a rare pure subspace area, and it may be the most important experimental site in the entire empire.
All in all, all in all, Matthew Leo agreed.
The method is very simple. The Necrons have already built a cage for us. We can set aside a small place, send people to guard it, and feed it manually regularly.
Just like studying the torture of green-skinned inquisitors.
As for the area of the subspace that "automatically feeds things" under the control of the Necron device, it was studied by another research team specializing in the subspace, the "heretic" of the Mechanicus who created a firm stance.
From Yifeng's second sentence, Matthew Leo knew that this was not Kazanev's idea, but he also agreed and promised that Yifeng would be responsible for the security here while the battle group was recuperating.
The Lamenters will be stationed here. Now, a few mourners are stationed in cooperation with the political commissars.
According to the Weeper's second law, when they suffer heavy losses and need to recuperate, safety!
Sisyphus, please retire, you are of no use anymore... No, switch to melee combat and transfer to the Birds of Prey. As soon as the jetpack is opened, it hits the ground with a hammer, and then psychic lightning flashes around the body to punish a circle of enemies around it.
Yifeng stood up. Now he finally had time to take a look at the customs and customs of this world and consider what method he should choose to transform this place.
Looking at the mortals around them, their belief in gods seems to have become stronger, but Yifeng believes that this situation will be alleviated when basic education and military recruitment are carried out.
The infrastructure here is very complete, and every planet "living alone" in the dangerous universe is fully developed.
The Lamenters collected the corpses of their battle brothers, as well as the giant devices that restrained the new Death Company warriors.
There really aren't many of them still sober.
The Battle Flag of Tears was put away by the Lamenters with serious faces, and the battle group's flag bearer took it with him. This is the honor of the battle group, and he will protect it to the death.
Yifeng looked at this warrior in gorgeous armor with some envy.
The Red Torrent Chapter still does not have a battle flag, or a flag bearer.
Flag bearers are generally selected from the Honor Guard and are all experienced veterans.
The vast majority of Chapters have the Chapter Flag and the first five battle company flags, and a few Chapter Companies have company flags for the last four reserve companies.
However, my family does not have one. After this battle, it is even further away that the battle group can be fully staffed, let alone the establishment of an honor guard.
Almost all of the 42 soldiers created in the first batch were killed or injured, and those who were still alive were either company commanders or technical sergeants and pharmacists.
Hey.
It’s a long road.
Recently I have to avoid Situ Val.
In his multi-threaded thinking, Yifeng also made up his mind on another line of thinking. No matter what the planet was called before, it will be renamed now. This will become an important world for the Chapter.
My champion defeated the enemy here and sued the heavens and succeeded. Since the Emperor gave this face to the mad wolf, he must accept it.
There is already a champion, so this place is renamed Lang Juxu!
(Kazanev: Somehow, there is a bad luck of short life and early death that seems to haunt me)
Looking up at the stars, the deep space contains countless mysteries, and the magnificent sights are often accompanied by fatal dangers.
Precious wealth is scattered all over the galaxy. The Creator is too naughty. He brought life here and gave the world changes. There are fifty avenues, escape one of them, life is one, life is only.
In the orbit of the planet, on the Eternal Mountain, Executive Chef Felin is directing everyone to prepare a luxurious meal.
Feilin is already gray-haired, and a hundred years have passed. Even though he has undergone several biochemical modifications to extend his lifespan, he can't hide his old appearance.
Of course, for the new chefs, Felin is undoubtedly the most authoritative old man.
Now the old man is energetically directing everyone to serve the dishes.
The Astartes rarely fight for so long. They are all known for their swift and fierce fighting. Felin waited for half a month and was nervous for half a month.
He is not afraid of the defeat of the battle group. Since he came here, our battle group has never lost! What he was afraid of was that he would not be able to supply a large amount of food quickly. When the soldiers came back tired from fighting, it was the chef's duty and his honor to give them a good meal.
When the news that the Astartes finally defeated the enemy and killed them all reached here, Ferrin immediately ordered the preparation of a feast.
This time it’s not just the Crimson Torrent Chapter, but also the Weeper’s friendly Chapter. We must be well prepared and not lose face.
Following the ancient tradition of the sons of Chagatai Khan (although it was set by Yifeng), after defeating the enemy, a grand banquet should be held in the great hall.
A large amount of delicious food has been brought to the big table. The soldiers who have eaten emergency food for several days opened the door. Feilin stood by the door as always, waiting for the angels to return in triumph.
The soldiers quickly sat down and began to feast. For them, the dishes prepared by the chef who had been with the group since the beginning were the taste of home.
Felin was puzzled. Although the soldiers did not wear power armor, they could still tell which warrior belonged to which battle group. (The Blood Angels, these handsome guys selected from the nobles, are really easy to identify)
The way the mourners eat is much more elegant and noble, like real angels.
In order to prevent appetite from attracting the attention of Slaanesh, most warbands adopt noble etiquette to cleverly limit the desires of warriors.
Yifeng's side is relatively simple. Whoever eats more and eats faster can get supplies faster and go into battle, so wolfing down is normal.
Felin chatted with a veteran next to him. He was almost the warrior Felin was most familiar with. Normally, this soldier could always eat a lot.
"How many angels are stationed down there? Do you need us to go down and serve the angels?"
Xiaolan looked at the tall and round chef and said with difficulty: "No, here are all the people, they are all here."
After all, most of the banquet standard for four hundred people was left.
Felin and the cooks on the logistics team struggled to eat the "leftovers" of the Astartes, although most of them remained intact.
Damn it, the food today is salty and not delicious.
Mortals working on the battleship were kneeling in front of the emperor's statue. They prayed earnestly to wish these departed heroes a smooth return to the throne.
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Just as the battle group was cleaning up the edge planet, the forging world in the hazy star field welcomed a group of deadly officials.
The Imperial Inquisition and the Ministry of Internal Affairs came together. After receiving the news that the Lamenters Chapter was still alive, the Inquisition immediately dispatched elite inquisitors, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs heard that the Crimson Torrent Chapter appeared there. At that time, everyone also began to inform everyone that they were going to hand over the new award and the order from the Ministry of Military Affairs to that battle group.
However, when the Ministry of Internal Affairs heard that the Red Torrent warriors and the Lamenters appeared together, they all turned into birds and beasts and dispersed. No one wanted to go there to meet the Red Torrent war group.
The unfortunate reputation of the 21st Army Founding (the Cursed Army Founding) is so terrifying.
So, our big unlucky Kafka came online again. Who made him "lucky" to get a place to travel to the Taiping Star Territory last time? Now his colleagues don't mind adding insult to injury.
The official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is now having an encrypted conversation with the big boss of the Mechanicus. The main purpose is to find gaps in the binary swear words of the Mechanicus to explain why the promised supplies from the empire have not been delivered.
Inquisitor Iselena is an experienced... old woman.
There are really no adjectives to describe this ordinary lady. She is so ordinary that she seems to be able to blend into any group. Her mechanized body is hidden within her coat, as well as her grotesque weapons and her powerful psychic abilities.
The characteristic that can be found all over the body may be... old.
It may be due to talent or psychic effects, but Iselena is now standing in the machinery hall, looking like an ordinary mechanical apprentice.
This forging world also has a harsh environment. The people of the Mechanicum live in large forging bases, building and researching day after day, and their mechanized life never ends.
"Judge Iselena, the mothership of the Lamenters Chapter you are looking for is at the Q09 dock, and the Red Torrent Chapter I am looking for is at the H13 dock. You and I will set off separately?"
Iselena nodded, said nothing, and walked towards the Mother of Tears battle barge in silence.
The repairs of the Solemn Alert are very fast, and this forge world is operating at full capacity. Logically speaking, thousands of forge worlds not only supply more than a thousand Astartes Chapters, but also supply more than one million worlds and navies, producing The ability is very powerful.
So what restricts the two foundry worlds of the Taiping Star Territory and keeps the Red Torrent Chapter in the predicament of having nothing? That’s right, it’s resources.
This is the Hazy Star Territory, and most of the materials in the Star Territory are being sent to these forging worlds, and all the worlds are working hard to produce.
After the serious warning is repaired, there are still two large ships waiting for repair here.
However, when Kafka went there, there were only two pharmacists on the Solemn Alert who were busy transforming new recruits and guarding the seed vault. The other Astartes had gone off to fight.
Kafka came with a mission, at least to inspect the current situation of this war group. At the moment, it seems that there is no condition.
How to do it? Stay, I am loyal, I am performing my mission, I am not fishing.
Who doesn’t love performing a mission safely?
Iselena didn't like it, and the inquisitor immediately found Kafka and asked him to go out with her to find the two war groups.
The information she obtained was that the Crimson Torrent Chapter was in danger when they went out to fight, and almost all the Lamenters went out to support them.
The boat was still lent to the Weeper.
Instinct told her that something might be a little fishy. It was not impossible to lend a battle barge, but it was not right to lend it to a famous cursed founding army.
At least in the previous news, the only thing related to the Weeper is that White Scar saved the Weeper Chapter, but what happened to Guan Yifeng? Isn't it normal that the Weeper should help Red Torrent?
So the bitter Kafka was forced onto the ship, and the two fleets entered the mysterious subspace.
Where to find it?
The coordinates provided by this group of Mechanicus were to a world that William originally planned to go to. It was a place frequented by pirates. There was no way, a certain female spy was a pirate.
The Red Torrent Battle Group was divided into four fleets when they set off. Who knows where they went.
Without the Emperor's Star, these men struggled to navigate the warp, carefully discerning the faint signs of psychic energy.
As for Yifeng and the others... they returned to the Forge World not long after the Inquisitor's fleet left, so quickly that even the Mechanical Bishop found it strange.
Most of the Astartes Chapters go out to fight several or even dozens of battles at a time, and then come back for supplies. How come you guys have only been away for a little over a month and come back?
We ran out of supplies and had a fight with the greenskins.
Yifeng was embarrassed to say that he had received a shipload of supplies from the Mavlek Mechanicus, for fear of scaring the forging world.
The stinky face of the technical sergeant once again appeared in the eyepieces of the Mechanicum staff, making these guys reluctantly sit in the conference hall seats again.
The Astartes lost many warriors this time. Many of the injured warriors wearing ordinary power armor did not survive and died along with the machine souls of the power armor.
The Chapter is good at everything, but they don't have enough fearlessness. The "valuable" warriors can only lie in a stagnant position and wait for the Chapter to get an iron coffin from nowhere.
A large number of power armors with horrific damage were pulled in. Without exception, these armors had broken marks left by strong blows with blunt objects.
Therefore, it is very necessary to supplement a large number of basic weapons.
The technical sergeant came up with a very outrageous list. It was not a question of quantity, but of price.
"Your Majesty Omnissiah, are you sure this is an order list?" The Mechanicus personnel who came to communicate looked at the Astartes in disbelief, whether it was from the information he provided or from the Mechanicus. Analytical instruments can show that this noble technical sergeant is the son of an old Ferrus Manus.
It shouldn’t be, prices haven’t changed over the years.
Faced with this unreasonable request, the Mechanicus was very angry. Is this a clear sign of looking down on us? Do you think these supplies are just cabbage?
So, they agreed.
It just so happened that the Adeptus Mechanicus had a bunch of heretical goods in hand, which they just happened to sell to this group of "temporarily uncertified" Astartes.
It's not heresy, but the world where those materials were mined was found to be a world occupied by gene stealers, so there's no telling if there's anything wrong with the materials they handed over.
After all the fine gold was turned into power armor through the devout craftsmanship of the Mechanicus, the Empire gave them the news that these materials could not be used and were destroyed on the spot.
For the Empire, this news was unexpectedly fast, but the actions of the Mechanicus were "too fast."
Faced with these power armors, the Mechanicus would naturally not destroy them, but just smear them with holy oil and hide them.
No, it comes in handy.
(Explanation: The Emperor did not pay attention to the Red Torrent Chapter at first, and his mark was on the Battle Flag of Tears.
The Battle Flag of Tears is a broken battle flag that the nuns mended for the Lamenters before they went on their Atonement Crusade.
The Emperor "entrusted" the Weeper's experience to the nuns, and the nuns were moved to tears by the Weeper's almost foolish act of loyalty.
The battle flag became a sacred object; in short, the Emperor put a hole in it.
Attachment: The Emperor generally does not bless wars that can be won. Only in unwinnable wars that will have a major impact on the future, the Emperor will appear. )