Chapter 136: Forged my body with hundreds of refined iron, and let Brother Mao protect my heart...
Alan Bayer loves the cold and terrifying void more than the damn atmosphere and messy things in the Clan's forging world. Amidst the sound of sizzling pistons and gears, the completely sealed air valve opens, and it lasts for three days. Traveling at the speed of light, Alan Bair arrived at the Gate of Steel, which is now plundered by the orcs.
"Are you out of air freshener?" These were his first words when he stepped into the Astra Militarum flagship, the Colonial.
The sergeant next to him returned immediately. "Yes, sir, we don't have any anymore!"
Alan Bair shook his head and told the staff that you "have no sense of humor. If you were a soldier from Skadi, you would definitely answer more interestingly."
The staff officer coughed. "Well, this is the mental outlook that a true Imperial Guard soldier should have. Commander, please don't bring our unhealthy tendencies in."
The person who answered him was not Alan Bair, but Lieutenant General Makato. He still had stormtroopers, but compared to Commander-in-Chief Qi Fan, who was often assassinated, his soldiers were very few, more like a ceremonial team. .
he said. "It's okay, it's okay. If those so-called unhealthy trends can make my soldiers like the Fourth Skadi Regiment, I also admit that such a trend is good."
Alan Bair was neither humble nor arrogant. He saluted as a subordinate and then answered. "No, the only thing that can shape them is war, war with blood, death with iron, and you don't need to worry about my feelings, Skadi is the first and only regiment."
said the lieutenant general. "The sacrifice is worth remembering. The properties and shapes that the furnace can forge are not something that the blacksmith can control. You obviously have special skills."
As a special group, the staff did not need to salute, but out of respect for their friends, the staff still expressed their respect.
"Lieutenant General, a beautiful war."
Marcato replied. "If you don't dislike me for handing over the Iron Gate to the orcs, then I will thank the Emperor for being an old man, not to mention beautiful."
"I have thrown away the treasures of the Mechanicum and left thousands of priests trapped by aliens. I have sinned deeply."
Alan Bair shook his head, and then spoke to Marcato. "Only the God Emperor and a few high-ranking officers know about the orcs. What sins you have committed? It's just that the orcs are afraid of heresy and fled into the Iron Gate."
At this moment, the officers here were silent. The cooperation with the Orcs was not known to everyone in the Astra Militarum, but at least the lower-level officers were not aware of it at all. You know, in the entire Western Military Region, only officers from the colonel to the top knew about it. .
For the Mechanicus, cooperation is strictly confidential. From this point of view, the lieutenant colonel is right, and they can even blame the Mechanicus for their "dereliction of duty."
Makato laughed. "You kid, okay, let's go to the conference room, where the Mechanic-Priest and Catachan Sergeant are waiting for you. We have to plan a raid against the orcs, a raid that can cure the disease."
Alan Bair changed his previous attitude, and his eyes became sharp. When the matter was related to war, he would no longer be so careless. If this matter was for the emperor, humanity, and victory, then he would be duty-bound.
If he doesn't do it, mankind will be even more miserable at the end of this dark 40th millennium.
But not everyone is as sober and prophetic as him. In the private room built for the Mechanicum on the battleship, the Mechanicus Priest, to be precise, he has a name derived from the deification of Ancient Terra, Ikaros.
His parents were absolute mechanical scholars, and he grew up in an almost paranoid religious and academic style. His career was uneventful, and he completed more than half of his body's mechanical transformation in less than 30 years old, and became a priest as an elite among priests. Army and become a data craftsman.
Until the orcs came, Catachan came, powerful things crushed their fine iron with flesh and blood, and now his life was struck like powder by One-Eye's words and actions.
Nowadays, the narrow room is filled with various orc strategic data, orc ecology, details of orc artifacts, and orc anatomy records under the dim promethium lamp. Unlike the curiosity of the founding governor, this guy is somewhat obsessed.
And his mechanical arm now looks different from the priests penetrated by the Mechanicum, but rather similar to the four arms of a green mechanical can, with countless killing machines linked to it, such as automatic guns or chain saw blades.
At this moment, he was chanting silently. "From my mind to my pain, Ohm Messiah escapes my difficulties. Between the theorem of chaos, the piston makes three sounds, fine iron casts my body, the big bell rings 12, praises Ohm Messiah...the big bell...the gear..."
"Ha, the big bell chimes, nine times, the piston rotates, nine times, between truth and right and wrong, between me and power..." He stood up at this moment, and there was a green leather-style creation on the table, made of rags and scrap metal. Formed, dizzily moving forward, constantly trembling.
The wasteland-style thing was using simple fuel structures to move forward, and he laughed. "Finally, finally!"
"What a one-eyed creature, what an orc, their technology is worthless in front of the followers of the God of All Machines!" He looked crazily at the little robot moving forward, that chaotic, disgusting alien-like creation was full of abnormal temperament...
It staggered forward step by step on the table, and then shouted proudly at the priest. "I succeeded, Om Messiah!"
But how could an engine built by the Adeptus Mechanicus run an orc-style creation normally? Soon, the thing began to fall apart. The priest immediately moved his mechanical arm and used his body to maintain the little thing very quickly.
"No, no, no, you are my miracle, you are my victory, you can't!"
He was almost crazy, frantically using what he had learned throughout his life to protect this "orc" creation, but in the end, all that awaited him was collapse.
He couldn't even endure the welding work as he watched it become completely useless scrap metal in his knowledge under the constant welding and twisting.
"This, it's impossible...it's just an alien, why..." At this moment, the volcano cannon modified by the orcs flashed in his mind. The powerful power that instantly destroyed the Ark of Omen that day made him linger, and he suddenly chanted obsessively. "God of all opportunities, Brother Mao, Brother Go?"
In his thoughts, the most favored children of the God of All Machines began to change from sages to greenskins. If the things they built at will can be better than the Imperial Fine Iron, then who did the God of All Machines give blessings to...
He started laughing maniacally. "Ha, I understand, ha..."
By the time his machine's throat became hoarse and its grilles became turbid, an unknown amount of time had passed. His body began to crave promethium or human food, and among the messy reports in his hand, he came across a human case...< br>
His legendary life and various amazing achievements were written on it, and on those files, the Mechanical Priest only marked three points with a red pen.
The orc nemesis, once used the orc machine, and was once called boss by the orc...
Finally his eyes fell on the title of the case.
[Personal military information of Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer, the sole commander of Skadi’s regiment, please do not disclose it to others. 】
Ding ding ding, the communication bell rang on the fine gold door. Icarus' movements and expressions immediately stabilized, and his madness disappeared without a trace.
"Who is it?"
The other person answered. "Astra Militarum Ensign, I request you to go to the command room for a tactical discussion."
"Really? I won't go. I have my own research to do. Can't your Imperial Guard handle those alien matters well?"
Then the second lieutenant answered quickly. "This is a meeting with Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair. You can't miss it. He is an expert in dealing with orcs. He once defeated countless orc sieges in Gondwa VI."
asked the priest immediately. "Lieutenant colonel, Alan Bair? The lieutenant colonel of Skadi's only regiment?" A trace of greed flashed in his data pupils.
The second lieutenant saw the situation change and immediately answered. "Yes, the meeting starts in half an hour, please be sure."
Icarus' mechanical voice said. "Of course, I'll be with you anytime, for Ohm Messiah..."
This is not surprising, because Icarus was once the mechanical priest in charge of the defense organization of Steel Gate. Otherwise, he would not have appeared in the first battle line against the orcs, and was molested by One Eye. Such a fate is strange. the inevitability.
His fall seemed to have been planned, without One Eye's whim, without his words, without Icarus's special status, and he would not have been close to Alan Bair...
Half an hour later, the conference room was the original prayer room of the Cologne. It could accommodate 300 crew members at a time to pray to the emperor. Now the statues have been removed and linked to star map projectors and countless data. Tactical report.
Tables and chairs were prepared early, surrounding the star map, and people expected the elites of the Imperial Guard to plan their tragic fate for the heretics in this sector right here.
Alan Bayer came very early today, even earlier than General Marcato, because the battleship was boring, and it was impossible for him to go back to the Bordeaux to find a few sailors to play cards to kill time. Being idle is also idle. I came here early.
But he was startled as soon as he opened the door, because there was already a "person" sitting on the seat in the conference room, but Alan Bayer couldn't be sure what he was, after all, the humans he knew didn't look like this.
If you want him to describe it, he is a thinner, smaller, orc killing can, sitting in the conference room wearing the robe of a motor oil guy. Although he still carries his loyal skeleton and the gears of the Mechanicum, but Alan Bai That was my first impression.
He felt that the thing in front of him was more like a green-skinned machine than a human being or a member of the Mechanicus, but it was different. He made a mechanical voice, which was the only thing that was very similar to the Mechanicus.
"Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, I am the Mechanic-Priest, Icarus, who once served as the chief defense structure designer of the Iron Gate."
Alan Bair thought for a moment, why were the Imperial Guard so poor? He saw in the combat report that the Oil Man was dismembered by the Orks, but how could they be so poor that they used Orc scrap metal to cast the body of the Mechanicus?
But the well-informed Astra Militarum Lieutenant Colonel also responded with no surprise. "Thank you, Father Icarus, and praise the Emperor."
Icarus answered. "Praise be to Om Messiah."
Alan Bayer sat down uncomfortably, finding a seat farthest away from him, but the priest still looked at him unabashedly.
"You have used green-skinned machines before, right? Lieutenant Colonel?"
He asked as if he was in a trance, and Alan Bair also answered. "Yes, I have used it."
asked the priest. "What are the principles of those machines and why can they..."
Alan Beyer said. "There's a waaaagh stance among the Orks, a stance that allows the Orks' unphysical machines to function, and that's it."
"I probably used the machine because there were still remnants of heretical spiritual energy in the air at that time. Those remnants of witchcraft allowed me to complete the basics of tactics. It was really the Emperor's blessing."
But the priest said. "You are talking nonsense. It is impossible for humans to drive that kind of energy, and the position of the orcs has a strong need for orc groups. Without a large number of orcs, your operations will not be possible at all."
"What are you hiding, Lieutenant Colonel?"
Alan Bair had cold sweat on his forehead. He had indeed thought about being caught by the Tribunal and questioning him, but he had always regarded himself as the mainstay of the empire and believed that he could escape. Even if he pretended to be a fool, the Tribunal would not treat him. How about it.
But at this moment, he really felt that the Mechanicus in front of him wanted to eat him alive and dissect and skin him.
"What do you mean? I don't quite understand. Orcs are orcs. I just drive the alien engine to achieve tactical goals."
The priest stood up, his twisted body slowly approaching, while speaking. "It seems that there is a lot to discuss between us. One of my topics is whether orc weapons can be used by humans. Orc weapons can even be manufactured by humans. If those cheap steel recycling technologies can be used by PDF, then a world The firepower can be increased a lot.”
Alan Bayer held the relic pistol at his waist, calmly adjusted it to the melt mode, thinking about how to open the gun for this suspected heretic, and then answered. "Of course."
"I am happy to discuss it, but during this time I need to recover the Iron Gate that your Adeptus Mechanicus lost. I'm sorry that I can't work with you to generate useful information for the Empire."
"But I'm happy to capture a few orcs for you."
The priest's mechanical arm was raised. "No, my experiment must be done by you. Now we can discuss the specific issues."
Icarus believed that the flesh in front of him would never be able to escape his claws, unless he was a Space Marine, an Astartes.
Alan Bayer also felt that the Mechanicus had gone crazy, but he would not be defeated. As long as the Mechanicus got a few meters closer, his melt range would have reached the standard, and he could kill the anthropomorphic person with just one shot.
In this state, the situation was tense. When the Mechanicus was about to enter the range of Alan Bair, and when the Mechanicus was about to jump up and make a surprise attack, the door of the conference room suddenly opened, and General Marcato came with the Stormtroopers. The two immediately Putting away their weapons, it may be tacitly understood that they did not expose the opponent, because these two people are not clean when it comes to using heretical items.
General Makato said as he looked at the two people sitting so close. "I am very happy to see that your relationship is so good, but the meeting will start in a few minutes. I hope you can stay apart as much as possible. After all, the priest wants to provide us with a feasible reference for the attack plan. I hope you can stay close to me. A little.”
Icarus answered. "Of course."
Marcato continued. "The Lieutenant Colonel must also be prepared. The next few veterans are all Imperial Navy guys. Don't embarrass the Imperial Guard."
Alan Bair glanced at the Mechanicus. "Of course..."(End of Chapter)