supreme commander's bizarre adventure

"What do you think? Is there any sign of corruption on him?"

Malakin asked back.

"That's not true," Pralona shook his head, "but those demons who are good at hiding themselves abound."

"Then arrange his residence next to the Emperor's Temple on the battleship, and invite him to pray to the Emperor's statue together tomorrow," Malakin said quickly, and immediately, his eyes met Pralona's , The same smile appeared on their faces.

When he came to the bridge, Malakin could smell a strong burnt smell as soon as he entered. He looked around and found the source of the smell:

A mechanical priest was lying on the ground regardless of his image, and the mechanical tentacles behind him were welding two pipelines, and the priest himself got into the giant device placed in the bridge, only half of his body was exposed, and he threw it from time to time. Two or three pieces of metal distorted by high temperature were produced.

"Father Billafor, what are you doing?"

"..."

The mechanical priest pulled himself out of the device, stood up and patted the robe on his body, and responded in a voice with some echoes:

"The machine's machine soul is almost dead. If you want it to help you, you must find a starport, completely damaged parts and pipelines. At the same time, it is best to repair the energy pipelines in the entire bridge. circuit, otherwise I will not be able to guarantee that it will continue to serve the Ohm Messiah when the next battle occurs."

"...We don't have that much time, priest, a new task has been issued."

"..."

Malakin saw the mechanical priest who was born in Mars froze in place, then raised his volume and said in surprise:

"Om the fucking Messiah..."

"You are disrespecting the Emperor, priest."

"This is a Martian slang term used to express inner sighs," the mechanical priest said angrily. He shook the red robe on his body, took off the small parts that were stuck with oil stains one by one, and put them into the hands of the slave workers next to him. In the iron box he was holding, this kind of small parts might come in handy in the next maintenance, so it’s better to put them away, “I’m not a combat lunatic like the Order of the Circle, I’m not that interested in such things as combat .”

Now the entire Mechanicus is roughly divided into three parts, of which the orthodox Mechanic Order headed by Holy Mars accounts for about 60.00%, while the Circle Order developed on the basis of the Restoration Order accounts for 30.00%. And maintain their influence by providing weapons and building giant stargates for the Space Marines Chapter, and the remaining [-]% are those relatively independent forging worlds, such as Reza and Huangquan No. [-], etc.

The Order of the Circle in the Empire universe takes the weapons and equipment and manufacturing plants left by Rorschach as the core, combines the Empire's STC technology with various ancient technologies, and develops equipment and warships that exceed the mainstream level of the Empire. , but it is a pity that due to the lack of mass-energy conversion technology and efficient nano-printing technology, the time and cost of manufacturing advanced weapons for the Order of the Circle is very high, and they cannot be popularized in the Star Militia Army.

Not only that, but the Order of the Circle also undertakes the important task of building giant star gates at various transportation points and fortresses, which further reduces the production capacity of the foundry world under the control of the Order of the Circle. The priests of the Order of the Circle during that time The most things they do are running around in the foundry, or controlling the slave labor who stamps the seal to stamp orders and repair requests one by one.

This made several great sages in the Order of the Circle violently irritable, and the life of not being able to exert the wrath of the Om Messiah on the enemies of mankind was simply a nightmare in the eyes of the sages and priests of the Order of the Circle!

Therefore, starting from the sixth century of No.30’s three millenniums, the Council of the Astartes Legion formally signed an equipment supply agreement with the Order of the Circle, handing over the supply of equipment for the entire Astartes group to the Order of the Circle Manufactured, and let it cancel orders from the Astra Militarum and other institutions of the Empire to this day... However, the Wailers from the Founding Army of the Damned are not eligible for the equipment of the Order of the Circle.

At the beginning of the fifth millennium of No.30, in order to expand their influence on Astartes, the supreme lords of the empire and the high-level Mechanic God started a new battle group plan, and the forge world of the sacred Mars system provided weapons equipment, but due to the poor modification of the gene seeds, the number of Astartes battle groups formed this time is not only smaller than the normal battle groups, but also the genes are extremely unstable, and various diseases occur in groups, and the depravity induced by this is even worse. There are so many that there are not many warbands left in the end, so this army building is also called the curse army building.

"Let's get over this difficulty first, priest, how is the work of the auspicious instrument? This time, we are going to fight the Orcs. A good auspicious instrument can provide us with many advantages."

Malakin Chapter Commander asked the Mechanical Priest, but his eyes swept over every crew member on the bridge. Their tiredness and anxiety were revealed from their eyes, but none of them would In fact, most of these crew members are descendants of those crew members and officers at the beginning of the Atonement Expedition. Strike cruisers and frigates, and now only one battleship remains... but the crew remains loyal and passionate.

After sighing from the bottom of his heart, Malakin looked down at the priest and asked again:

"priest?"

"...It works normally, but I dismantled the receiving device of this auspicious instrument from a transport ship. Don't expect its machine spirit to do things beyond its capabilities, Malakin Chapter Commander. "

After hesitating for a while, Father Bilafo waved his hand and said, then he bent down and continued to try to repair the damaged machine.

"Do your best, priest."

Malakin sighed, and turned his head to look at the captain of the strike cruiser. The latter was a thin but resolute lady with a teardrop-shaped red gemstone decoration hanging on her forehead, which was one of the few ornaments she had. .

When he noticed that the chapter leader was looking at him, Oville saluted the old military uniform on his body, and asked:

"Battlemaster?"

"Let the battleship turn, Captain, let's go to a planet called Nessander [-]," Malakin said, and he handed a wafer to Owellie, who held the wafer and rubbed it for a while before raising his head. asked:

"This is the coordinate data provided by the Thousand Sons Think Tank? Fortunately, it is not the latest data interface, otherwise we can only stand there in embarrassment, or wait to go to a supply star port to exchange for new machines."

"Execute the order, Olivier, all suffering will eventually pass."

"Yes, at your command."

Chapter 642 Chapter 450 Two Weepers: Expedition of Redemption ([-])

The strike cruiser Disquieter leaped out of the subspace in an icy starry sky, and the planet not far from her was alone in this galaxy. The surface of this planet was covered with yellow sand and large ruins. Buildings that are tens of thousands of years old still stand in the desert today, and will always exist.

"Several large dust storms are spreading across the surface of the planet, my lord," Captain Ovelly reported to Chapter Master Malakin, who then glanced at the crewman operating the auspicious instrument, who nodded to her , so Avelie continued:

"We found on the surface of the planet the building wreckage that may be Orc orcs, but we can't determine and estimate the number of these debris and the strength of the weapon based on these wreckage. Those sandstorms have affected the accuracy of the bird's augury instrument, and the lookout station can't capture it with optical instruments. More information."

"I understand," Malakin nodded. He looked sideways at Anubis, the think tank of the Thousand Sons, and asked:

"Anubis Think Tank, do you have any suggestions?"

Anubis nodded slightly, he took a deep breath, his body trembled, and he exhaled white mist as if he had drilled out of icy water. After heaving his chest a few times, he added:

"I suggest that after deploying the warriors on the planet, keep your battleship away from this place, otherwise all that awaits her is destruction."

Malakin frowned when he heard the words, and he asked with some annoyance:

"What did you see? Think Tank."

"This is a secret," Anubis shrugged, ignoring Malakin's inquiring gaze, and continued:

"If you don't want to cause extra problems, act immediately, and after getting the core, no matter how much sacrifice you make, you must evacuate in the shortest possible time."

The Thousand Sons Librarian grabbed Malakin's shoulders, looked into the eyes of the leader of the Lamenters, and said solemnly:

"Then within 24 hours, we have to return."

Malakin broke away from Anubis's hand without a trace, he nodded in response, but said:

"I will bring the best fighters to accompany you, but you have to remember one thing, think tank, we are not consumables to achieve your goals...Secrets represent suspicious and depraved precursors to some extent."

The brown-skinned Thousand Sons Think Tank let out a contemptuous nasal sound, he turned and left without any explanation or refutation... Looking at the leaving figure, Malakin frowned, and whispered to Captain Ovelly :

"Let the chief think tank, Pralona, ​​join the operation, and the soldiers on standby on the battleship are commanded by the blood priest Darnar."

"Yes, my lord...but is there really no problem?"

"It's all right," Malakin forced a smile, "Get the Techmarines ready for the Thunderhawks, we're going to need a lot of air support."

"Okay, my lord."

Ten minutes later, the Wailers stood on the ground of Naysende [-]. While the yellow sand covered the soldiers' whereabouts, it also covered up the traces of the Orks, at least in the Malakin battle group. In the long line of sight, apart from the yellow sand, there are those crumbling and dilapidated architectural remains.

After a careful search, the Wailers found nothing, only graffiti that orcs often had on the inside of certain buildings, and there were often remains of bonfires and skeletons of unknown creatures, which seemed to be orcs. The traces left by the reconnaissance troops.

When everyone found nothing, Anubis, the think tank of the Thousand Sons, found an abandoned passage leading to the ground.He half-kneeled and tapped the entrance of the passage with the long stick in his hand, a gleam of light attached to the road surface of the passage quickly spread deep underground, and after waiting for more than ten seconds, Anubis stood up Said to Malakin Chapter Master and Chief Librarian Pralona who came to him:

"We can follow this passage to go underground. Those orcs have built their dirty lairs underground to avoid the devastating sandstorm. Let's go, Chapter Master, let your soldiers be smart, and the intricate underground In the pits, in those dark corners, there may be a trap or an orc ambush."

"Thank you for your reminder, Anubis Think Tank... Four people are here to explore the way ahead, and the others are advancing in a vigilant posture."

The Malakin Chapter Commander responded indifferently, this time he brought a hundred Wailers, and most of these fighters were holding melee weapons such as chainsaw swords, bolt guns and heavy bombers There were only more than 20 people holding them, and the Thousand Sons think tank didn't make much fun of it, but just urged the weepers to march at a faster speed.

The underground world of Naysende No. 40 is far quieter and wider than the above-ground desert. It can be seen from the damaged buildings around that this place was once a huge underground hive city, and most of the bones of the residents inside were swallowed up by time, or They were devastated by the orcs... The wailers walked in this labyrinthine underground world for more than [-] minutes. After turning over a huge collapsed load-bearing column, the soldiers smelled a familiar smell:

The stench of the orcs.

This stench has permeated the area for a long time, mixed with the milky white mist gushing from the cracks in the ground, and even made Astartes feel a little uncomfortable. After confirming the safety of the surrounding environment, Malakin Chapter Commander Dividing the warriors into three parts, he and forty warriors moved forward together with Anubis, the Chief Pralona led thirty warriors to build defenses here, and the remaining thirty warriors It is to set up guard posts in the direction of the way they came to ensure their own retreat.

After walking a few kilometers in the direction of the stench, the Wailers finally found the location of the orcs, but to the surprise of the Malakin Chapter Leader, there were not many orcs here, and even the strange ones There aren't many war machines cobbled together from eccentric junk.

"There are too few orcs here," Malakin said, frowning, "Anubis Librarian, are you sure we are in the right place?"

"It's here, but don't take it lightly, Chapter Master," Anubis seemed to have anticipated the current situation, he explained:

"This is a tribe of orcs whose level is determined by their mastery of biotechnology. This is just a breeding and transformation base behind them, which is specially used to transform the bodies of those orcs, and what we are looking for is inside... I must remind What you want is that once the war starts, the orcs around will come upon hearing the news."

"Can you see the number of those orcs?"

"No..." Anubis shook his head, he paused, and added:

"They have the remnant body of a 'beast' that appeared during the beast war, and they may even have developed a more powerful modified orc."

Chapter 643 Chapter 450 Chapter [-] The Wailer: The Redemption Crusade ([-])

An orc mad doctor waddled through the filthy, bloody corridors, and after sneezing loudly and kicking away the grits that stood in his way, he opened the door of his infirmary contentedly ...Of course, it would not be an exaggeration to call it a slaughterhouse.

Several orc boys were lying on the operating table and howling loudly. The boy in severe pain who couldn't find anesthesia looked at the stick next to him, picked it up, and hit the orc boys who wailed the loudest. After successfully getting a patient into the crematorium on the spot, all the injured boys fell silent:

They blinked their little eyes, too scared to make a sound.

"Baka!" The mad doctor Galu shouted loudly to a boy with severe pain under his command. This short orc boy is already the most important subordinate of the mad doctor, and his proud skill is to stuff the brain of the orc boy into an ordinary fart. In Jing's body... After being almost beaten to the height of a fart by the boss of the orc, Baka was thrown under the hands of the mad doctor Galu, hoping that this would brighten his mind.

"Bacca, you are brainless! Even the most stupid boss like you will not take you to Waaaagh!" The crazy doctor Galu scolded his subordinates, "Stop trying to put the brain of the fart in It's in the boy's head! Now, immediately, immediately go to the warehouse to remove the garbage, organize the rest of the things, and don't put the stapler and the circular saw together..."

After being yelled at for more than half an hour, Baka finally left the medical room as if he had received an amnesty. He was holding a large head-up display in his hand, and a wire was connected to the power supply on Baka's back. After patting the display vigorously, a few lines of data entries appeared on the screen, which was the garbage that Baka had to deal with during this trip.

When he came to the gate of the warehouse, Baka put the monitor by the door, and connected the power cord to the broken socket outside the warehouse. After successfully using the socket with some leakage to start the monitor and the internal authentication process, the gate of the warehouse It slowly opened to both sides... But for some reason, the gate only opened a "slit" that could only accommodate two orc boys walking in side by side, at least it was a thin slit compared to the entire gate.

"Um..."

Baka moved his big mouth that covered the sky, one long and one short two big teeth looked extraordinarily ferocious under the dim light around him, after hesitating for a while, Baka walked in, he felt that he would not be in such a place There is no danger, and this place is just a dilapidated warehouse with old machines.

The confident pain boy lifted his belt, turned on the headlight for surgery on his shoulder, and walked into the warehouse——

Dozens of yellow can boys turned their heads to look at Baka who walked in.

Baka: "..."

The Pain Kid tried his best to squeeze a smile on his face. He touched the back of his head with his hand, bowed and retreated while laughing, but at the moment when he turned around and wanted to escape, a big steel hand grabbed his shoulder, Baka was dragged into the darkness, and in the next second, the door slammed shut.

Darkness enveloped Baka.

"..."

Crazy doctor Garu sawed open a boy's head, and he nodded in satisfaction looking at the boy's rolling eyes, which were terribly painful and dared not cry out, but at this moment, an alarm on Garu's body frantically screamed When it cried out, it moved its nose. After receiving the news, its expression turned into fury, and it punched the operating table with its fist. The chainsaw in its hand was only a few centimeters away from Oak Boy's pink brain. ...The eyes of the orc kid showed a trace of despair, it felt that there was no hope of getting off the operating table in this life.

But the crazy doctor Galu put an iron skull on it after changing hands, and stuffed a big bang bang into the boy's hand. After kicking the orc boy off the operating table, the crazy doctor roared:

"Those canned shrimp boys are coming in! Block them, or I'll stuff your heads into mushrooms when the boss comes back!"

It's unlucky to say that this crazy doctor's biggest hobby is to modify the body of the pain boy under his command, such as burying a biological hardware in the body, while monitoring the body state, it can also send back The memory of the host before death——

For example, an Astartes and his progressively enlarged fist.

The crazy doctor went crazy on the spot. He didn't know why he met the canned shrimp boy in such a remote place, but obviously, the other party came prepared. While notifying the warlord, the crazy doctor Galu used his own The authority opened the door in the deepest part of the entire medical transformation center:

This is the secret of the crazy doctor and the great warlord. They used to be just two ordinary boys, but after obtaining this body, they became the boss and the crazy doctor... It only took a few months.Afterwards, they hid on this remote planet with their tribe, and studied the remnant of the orc "primarch".

Across the galaxy, the orc empire that set off a Waaaaaagh frenzy is the dream of every orc kid. Countless orc bosses and warlords are crazy about it. They sweep every planet like a green tsunami.

But the crazy doctor knows that it has not won the favor of Ge Ge and Mao Ge, but this does not hinder what it will do next:

"Press it down! I'm going to press it down!"

Crazy Doctor Garu pressed the bright red button on the console without the slightest hesitation. As the button was pressed, the entire underground world trembled, and thousands of times of combat stimulant mixed with various useful and useless potions were injected into it. In that broken body, strong electric current rushed through the blood vessels together with blood and medicine, and an incomparable stench and green light gushed out from the three-meter-high body!

"Waaaaagh! Waaaaaaagh! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!"

The crazy doctor Galu danced happily, but he suddenly realized one thing... that is, how much combat stimulant did he inject into this remnant body?

"Oh shit."

Before the crazy doctor Galu could react, it was punched and its head was blown away. The remnant body of the orc primarch had completely lost the ability to think, and only the killing desire to destroy everything remained. It would kill from the ground to the ground. ground, and kills any living thing that dares to stand in its way.

"..."

The Wailers did not love to fight. After discovering that the orcs had gathered here, the Malakin Chapter Commander immediately arranged for the soldiers to retreat, and the things they found in the warehouse had already been taken away. If the orc hadn't suddenly walked into the warehouse , otherwise the entire operation will not be discovered by anyone.

The Malakin Chapter Commander is already very used to the strange and weird luck of the Chapter... Maybe after the extreme misfortune, there will be a turning point?

Just as Malakin was thinking about it, he heard an extremely angry roar, which instantly awakened the memory in the genes of the Weepers—

The Archangel is calling us to destroy the enemies of mankind!

Beast Wars!

Chapter 644 Chapter 450 Four Weepers: Expedition of Redemption ([-])

Anubis, the think tank of the Thousand Sons, received the news from the rear that the "core" had successfully reached Pralona, ​​the chief think tank of the Weepers, who was arranging the transfer.But when Anubis was about to call Malakin and others to retreat, a roar came, and the wailers around them also became a little abnormal.

"...[Prospero swears], how come the sons of Sanguinius are more difficult to deal with than those rude wolf cubs..."

After cursing in a low voice, Anubis clenched his staff tightly, and slammed it hard on the ground, making a muffled sound.

"calm!"

An invisible force spread out from the center of the staff, and the wailers around gradually stopped their heavy panting. Afterwards, the Malakin Chapter Commander ordered without any hesitation: