Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 30 29. Pre-war Preparations
Barbarus, northern mountains, old stronghold.

Two Barbarus months later.
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In the blacksmith shop, the flaming furnace was burning brightly, bright yellow and bright red splashed everywhere, and sparks burst out from the furnace from time to time, sparkling the surroundings of the room.

Several big, muscular men were concentrating on swinging the forging hammer. Sparks flew up, piercing the air in the blacksmith shop.

Beside the crafting table, several other people were nervously assembling a tall armor, and the fine steel that made up the armor was gleaming under the watchful eyes of the fire.

And next to this semi-finished tall armor, there are several pieces of small armor that are much smaller than it, but have been completed, and have exactly the same style.

Hades stood not far away, holding a blueprint, looking up from time to time to check the assembly of these people.

The tall armor under construction is obviously not the size of ordinary people. The armor with a height of more than 4 meters is standing in the room at this time. Under the height of the craftsmen, it is even more majestic and tall.

This is a fully enclosed armor that Hades transformed based on the style drawings he snatched from the alien lords in the south, plus the technology brought by other surrendered human territories.

This armor is composed of three layers, the first layer being the thickest, composed of refined anti-corrosion alloy, with metal seals at the joints, and the breathing and circulatory system is also placed in it.

The second layer is the protective layer sewn by the alien lord leather provided by Hades. The dense stitches and many tanning marks on it prove the manufacturer's incomparable patience with it, and the joints are also made. Specially thickened.

The third layer is a thick layer of cotton repeatedly soaked in herbs, and if the first two layers are not working as expected, this layer will filter the poisonous gas at the last thread, providing the wearer with a final defense barrier.

Of course, the herbal effects that can be provided by the third layer also include hemostasis and excitement.

The outside of the armor is a breathing backpack, connected to the breathing and circulatory system, it uses the filter material with the strongest adsorption effect that can be found so far, and a system that physically absorbs poisonous gas particles.

Hades nervously and seriously inspected every step of the assembler's operation. If someone's assembly did not meet his expectations, Hades would immediately ask him to start again.

There is no way, Hades is still unable to touch the machine, he can only compress the black area to the minimum, and then stand aside, directing the actions of others.

And because of the black domain, there is no electronically driven breathing and circulatory system in the closed armor made for Hades. He can only use the simplest filter, and then inhale the air by himself.

As for the other armor pieces of the Guards, there was no second layer, and the alien lord leather brought by Hades was not enough, so he was only allowed to sew two pieces.

Hades still remembers the visibly startled reaction of the craftsmen around him when he took the leather out of the bag.

It is true that not everyone can accept Hades' proposal.

For this reason, Hades went to briefly persuade Mortarion.

Although Mortarion is a primarch who hates aliens extremely, there are no perfect idealists on Barbarus, only absolute pragmatists can tenaciously survive.

So when he realized the importance of the second layer of armor, Mortarion also acquiesced in Hades' behavior.

After the last piece of armor specially made for Mortarion is completed, a total of seven pieces of armor will also receive a uniform anti-corrosion paint and a layer of electroplating.

Finally, a simple interlaced scythe decoration is fastened to the shoulders of the armor, thus completing these custom fully enclosed armors.

In addition to the blacksmith shop supervised by Hades, the rest of the blacksmith shops in the old stronghold were also in full swing, and countless guns and artillery were manufactured to make up for the losses on the front line.

Barbarus, the northern mountain range, the territory of the alien lord Nacre, the plain below the mountain.

just now.
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Countless artillery roared, and the billowing fire trembled and exploded on the ground.

The puppet's corpse was splashing, and the pieces of the corpse flew across the air, before smashing heavily back to the ground.

Numerous low-speed vehicles were overturned, and the puppets inside were directly shaken into a pool of loose flesh.
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Then, there was the sound of blades passing by.

Mortarion was the first to rush into the fleeing puppets, swinging his scythe wide and wide, every swing was a bloody wind, and every swing was accompanied by the wailing of the enemy.

All around him, corpses made of stitched puppets were strewn all over the place, body parts on top of body parts, viscera on viscera, blood splattered, and corpse fluid everywhere.

The Death Guards also rushed up, closely following Mortarion's footsteps, scythes crisscrossed, flames blazed, and countless puppets howled and were decapitated.

Apart from the wailing of fleeing enemies, the sound of blades cutting through the air, the roar of musket fire, and the sound of running tramples, there was no other sound on the entire battlefield at this moment.

Yes, the Death Guard quietly and orderly carried out their slaughter, their harvesting work.

A silent dance of harvest unfurls across the gas-filled plains, and the dead are its necessary sacrifices.

When the head of the last puppet whirls and falls, when the last death guard retracts its sharp scythe—

Wordless silence and joy enveloped the battlefield at the same time.

It was another victory worth celebrating.

According to the intelligence map sent by the front line before, Mortarion led the Death Guards and successfully cut off all the supply lines of the alien lord Nacre.

Those supply lines are like blood-sucking nematodes, constantly sucking the blood of the people of Barbarus, and the lives of countless people of Barbarus are sucked by these greedy monsters.

But all this will end soon.

The status quo of Barbarus being oppressed, the status quo of Barbarus being exploited for thousands of years, the history of Barbarus being ruled by alien shame.
It's about to end!
He, Mortarion, will behead the last alien lord, proclaiming the victory of the Death Guard and the people of Barbarus!
With the last supply line severed, and the last piece of armor forged in the rear, Mortarion knew that the days of the xeno-lord Naccore were numbered.

The rhythm of the war is getting faster and faster. The two sides are on the field, overpowering everything, and fighting for their lives.

In the next battle of soldiers, the next roar of artillery, and the shadow of swords and swords, whose head will fall to the ground?
The game of fate is about to usher in its first climax, everyone returns to their positions, and the curtain will open.

Can the game of the gods usher in a way to break the game?

The Emperor's Dream.

just now.
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"My lord, our advance team has discovered a planet that the locals call Barbarus."

"The advance team discovered that there may be one of your descendants on this planet."

　I wish you a happy reading (≧▽≦)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)