Chapter 131 How to break the situation: The unlucky engine guy
The twisted and horrifying heretic creation spans the entire void. Its size is enough to daunt the dozens of remaining battleships of the Imperial Loyalists and Orks. Even if the battleships are all a behemoth several kilometers long, they are still in a space hulk, or The Ark of Evil Omen is all stretched thin, and together they don’t have one thousandth of that huge thing!
If the macro cannons and light spears on those things were fired, the imperial warships would completely disappear in just half an hour. Now the entire army, even the Steel Gate, is slowly retreating into the star system using its own engines, but behind them is Gond Wa, they have no retreat.
And General Marcato's communications were almost exploded. There were messy communications, including exclamations and mixed messages. He closed those things, leaving only the two most important ones, the one-eyed boss of the Orcs and the Bordeaux. 's captain.
One-Eye didn't speak much to humans, but at this moment he took the initiative to speak for the first time. “What a shame, this is the first time I’ve seen something like this in my life, it’s so, waaaagh!”
The super big, super strong, super scary thing made One Eye actually feel what it means to be waaaagh, and it seemed that those things buried deep in his blood were about to awaken. His indulgent roaring on the channel also made Makato even more upset. .
"Shut up, alien!"
"Can your gaimao or waaaagh handle this thing?"
One-Eye was asked, this super big, super waaagh thing was on the opposite side, all his guys together were not as big as part of this thing, but he still used his few brains to think.
"I'm going to ask my staff." He summoned the orc bosses, orc colonels and other high-ranking guys, and the noisy noise coming from there also made Marcato realize again the unreliability of the aliens. .
The captain of the Bordeaux also said. "What a terrible heretical creation. I have seen a space hulk once, but it can barely move, but this thing can still move forward in the void. It is hard to imagine how much energy can drive it."
"If we can find its core area and use enough firepower to penetrate the adamantine creation as thick as the core of the planet..."
Marcato answered directly. "It's impossible. Something so powerful would have to travel thousands of kilometers before reaching the core of the enemy. Even if our auspicious device can detect that thing, we may not be able to hit it."
The captain replied. "It's not impossible. The existence of something with that kind of energy reaction can be detected through the auspicious device, but the weapon...even the energy generated by the gathering of three volcanic cannons..."
One Eye answered at this moment. "I have a technical master who said that I can modify and overload the volcano cannon built by your gear boys to double its power. The consequence will be that the oversized thing will no longer work."
"Three Mengtm Kaka Big Tutu shot together, but we still have a problem, that is how to get the "Hungry Zhao" Ark to the front of the "Light Post" gate, and we also need accurate coordinates."
Makato showed an expression of disbelief. "Are you saying that you can transform the sacred machines of the Empire, or the most cutting-edge large weapons that only the Mechanicum's forging world can create with all its efforts, and overload them?"
One Eye adjusted his military uniform. "I'm sure, but we need time and enough scrap materials. To be honest, I don't think those gear boys will agree. We may need some force."
Makato sighed. "I approve, you can go attack... Well, convince the Skitarii that it doesn't matter whether those servitors are dead or not. Remember to keep the guy in the red robe. Let's do this. A living red robe can be exchanged for ten kilograms of canned meat, or one hundred kilograms. Starch block.”
One Eye nodded, and Makato also picked up the communicator to talk to the Skitarii. "Ahem, this is the Imperial Guard, this is the Astra Militarum, the commander-in-chief of the Western Front of Gondwa, Lieutenant General Makato Katowice, asked the frontline troops to go back for supplies and repairs."
Electronic voice reply. "Approved, distinguished general."
Marcato continued. "The repair troops probably look like old-fashioned imperial battleships, but they have actually been transformed on a large scale. I hope that your priests and data craftsmen will all gather together to complete this complex and challenging task as soon as possible. Special work.”
The communicator answered. "Renovation?"
Marcato connected the communicator to One Eye's channel, and then said. "Rear Admiral One-Eyed, what drives your unit's warships?"
The one-eyed horse is possessed by a drama spirit. "Ah, I remember our engineers said that those triple explosion engines, plus a lot of promethium and diesel, and then the propulsion generated by multiple explosions, will be extremely fast after about 20-30 cycles. Entering sublight speed ”
A rough breathing sound came from the communicator. "Exception...101010101010000000!!!"
Marcato continued. "More than that, Major General, tell me how you protect your armor layer?"
One Eye answered. "I, cough, I will let the privates (farts) crawl into the gaps of the battleship and use adamantine (scrap iron) and welding guns to complete those repairs."
A voice came from the communicator. "Enough! All the Mechanicus Priests here are ready! It seems that not only do we have a tough job, we also have an almost heretic guest to serve!"
The communicator immediately hung up and One Eye asked. "Won't they shoot us as we enter?"
Marcato replied. "I told you, you are old-fashioned from the empire. As research materials and admiration for your battleship machine soul, they only have resentment towards you. Now show me your favorite gangbang, and you should encounter a lot of people when you get off the ship. "Welcome"
One Eye wiped his saliva. "I like it. It's the fastest. It can be decided in less than half an hour. There will be transformation next. This is indeed the case. You are very smart. General of the Astra Militarum. Just wait. I will finish the work and you can give me the can. body.”
The Orc fleet slowly moved towards the Steel Gate at the rear. When those rags carried the livery of the Imperial Guard and General Makator's approval to enter the port, those tough guys of the Mechanicus were probably going to be in trouble.
The captain said with great interest. "Are you providing supplies based on the meat left on the priests?"
Marcato replied. "Absolutely. I hope those orcs won't tear down those priests and use them as scrap metal to stick to the muzzles of the cannons."
The Captain recalls what he saw orcs and what they did. "I can't guarantee it. You have to be prepared. Maybe you will go to Mars because of this."
Marcato replied. "I don't want to taste the radiation and rotten gas. I hope I will never go to Mars in this life. I can only say that it would be nice if those orcs could be more restrained."
said the captain. "Let me do the detection of the energy core."
Marcato replied. "Shouldn't the destroyers come?"
said the captain. "They don't know how to avoid detection, and I'm experienced, having led the Skadi Fourth Regiment, oh...the only regiment..." His expression darkened, and then disappeared in a flash.
"I led Skadi's only group to break through the atmosphere of the Ork space hulk, so I am the best candidate, no one else."
"Secondly, the destroyer's auspicious power is too low, the battleship's hull is too big, and the Bordeaux's size is just right."
It is rare that those huge things and those heretical creations did not make the Astra Militarum timid. The backbone of the Imperial Navy shines here. Marcato is from the army. He does not understand the romance of those old captains very well, but he still Blessings will be given to the faithful.
"May God the Emperor and all his saints..."
His words were interrupted by the captain. "That's enough, General." He put on his captain's hat, held his pipe in his mouth, and poured himself red wine.
"In the words of a friend I know, this is called flag planting or foreshadowing. I don't really understand it, but it is unlucky."
Marcato replied. "Oh, I know that person too. Does he speak Skadi dialect?"
The captain laughed. "This is a Skadi custom!"
They all know that this should be Alan Bair's personal speaking habits or thoughts. They can enjoy teasing about this matter. An Imperial Guard and an Imperial Navy can reach a consensus on this matter, but the two of them suddenly fell silent. , they remembered that Skadi was no longer here.
There is only a bare burnt brown planet there now, nothing else, no living people, no life...
Afterwards, the Bordero slowly started moving, the captain began his own actions, and Marcato immediately gave the order.
"We can no longer retreat. Imperial Navy and Astra Militarum. Behind us is the Forge World. But please believe me, we already have a way to break the situation. The Adeptus Mechanicus and the Bordeaux are taking action. You need to Attract fire and attention ”
"No need to attack, keep harassing and let those cannons target you, but I hope you all survive."
"Those traitors are not powerful, they are just maggots who rely on this unfriendly evil void. The empire is the only thing that can stand firm in this dark universe. Now teach them what victory and courage are!"
After the words fell, the retreating Imperial warships, only a few warships were approaching the huge demon engine. Those damn traitors had made them intolerable. Death or sacrifice was no longer important to the Imperial Navy. If they could not win now, Then the deaths of previous comrades and the resources consumed by the empire will be worthless.
The light spears and cannons were fired, hitting the heretical creations. Facing the huge things, they could only set off a weak light, and could not even destroy much. What awaited them was almost endless bombardment.
The light of the void shield shines, and the imperial warship barely pulls away. If the only advantage at this moment is that the enemy is huge, but the imperial warship is small, they can engage in guerrilla warfare in a range that they usually cannot hit, but the delaying effect will also become worse. , but their purpose is to attract, not to destroy...
The volcano cannon blasted out pitch-black hell holes on those heretical things. Burning, fear of death, and all those messy emotions made the machine soul of this Ark of Omens tremble.
The Bordeaux slowly and silently entered the enemy's haze, where the stars did not shine, and relied on the darkness to slowly approach. But this time they were not facing something that could not move, so the Bordeaux approached silently this time. The speed is faster, the action is crazier, and it hits forward at an almost uncontrollable speed.
The captain knew very well that if he wanted to achieve those achievements, he had to accomplish even crazier things. The empire's warships needed to activate energy to generate reverse propulsion, and their operation of impacting at extremely high speeds without turning on the energy core was almost suicidal.
The captain took a deep breath. At this moment, the entire battleship only had the auspicious device and the communicator enjoying the only power supply and emitting a faint light.
They were prepared to sacrifice, using all the members of the Bordero in exchange for the opportunity for the Empire to destroy an ominous Ark.
The battleship slowly approached. In the darkness of the cabin and the darkness of the command room, everyone was waiting for the answer from the auspicious device. If this thing sounded earlier, then their chance of starting the engine and escaping would be greater. If it is larger and attached to the surface, it still does not drive, which means that the Emperor is not protecting his people.
In the darkness, as quiet as death, fear arose in the captain's heart, and then quickly extinguished. He has seen many miracles, and now he needs to trigger a miracle of his own!
On the tarmac of the Steel Gate of the Mechanicus, the "Empire" warships also slowly landed. The Mechanicus Priests had already asked the servitors to bring electromagnetic guns and heat ray guns. They could not bear the heretics on the opposite side to continue to destroy the Empire's equipment.
Regarding heretics, the Mechanicus is as intolerable as the state religion views traitors.
But what awaits the Skitarii is not the enemy, but smoke bombs.
Sizzling, sizzling, the servitors reported. "The augury is blocked! The augur is blocked! The vision is lost, proceed to the third procedure, fire suppression!"
Weapons fired, live rounds of heat fired in the hellish confines of the space, but what awaited the Mechanicum was their weapons being reflected by the Orks' battle shields, or being refracted by the psychic energy of the Psychic Boy.
What's waiting for them is not a heretic, but a group of aliens, the director here will immediately judge. "Damn aliens, they boarded the Imperial Guard ship! Those flesh and blood are really unreliable!"
The heavy gun group of the Archer Guard fired projectiles violently, and the modified technical war slave's arm had been replaced by an automatic gun. It fired while moving forward. In theory, they would be unfavorable in such a battle, but they ignored one thing, the blood ax has special characteristics. Zhan Xiaozi's, even this thing is One Eye's favorite.
When the flames of the Archer Guard's heavy firearms group suddenly stopped, the mechanical priest who was operating countless soldiers noticed something was wrong. He looked sideways over there, and saw that the transformed servants he was proud of had fallen down, with their heads missing.
Next he saw a sharp blade, a beautiful blade made of metal. "Catachan alloy..." He analyzed the situation instantly, but the handles of the knives were already falling like raindrops, and there were shouts from the special operations boys.
"The boss said that if I get a red-robed gear boy, I'll take a pound of canned meat!"
"Haha, I'm rich!"
The last data that flashed through the head of the Mechanicus Priest was that he was worth more, canned...
Congratulations to the Mechanicus for joining the second persecuted camp, the first being Titanium.
The current ranking of racial strength in this article...
t0
Imperial Guard Imperial Navy Space Marines
t1
Necrons, Eldar, Orks, Chaos Space Marines, Chicken Thieves
t2
pdfMinistry of Justice Savage Orc Cultist Group Gang
Sewer
Titanium, Mechanicus
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