Chapter 159 Diplomacy Master One-Eye and His New Alliance
Failure is almost impossible for an orc to endure, but One-Eye only has strong resistance in this aspect. He is very good at minimizing losses, no matter when.
And this time he was expected to be counterattacked by the Imperial Guard. When he climbed out of the gap in the canyon and looked at the armored troops slowly approaching in the distance, he calmly climbed onto the truck and stroked the restless machine engine. "Run, boys, run, our work is done. Today we have delayed the Imperial Guard for another day. The fullness of Merovingian is not far away."
The engines of the Orc troops were humming. The vehicles here were mainly mobile. From the beginning, they had no intention of actually playing an engine war with the Imperial Guard. After the time for the Merovingian restart came, any war machine souls would Neither can move.
In this aspect, One-Eye's character is different from any normal orc. He prefers planning, planning, and even sacrifices many things to complete the plan, including his own boys, war engines, teeth, and even more.
This is why One-Eye can climb out of despair time and time again. He is a madman, even for an orc, but he knows that victory does not require too much, only enough key points.
But his boy asked. "Boss, we lost miserably, what should we do?"
One-Eye picked up the weapon and smashed the boy's head. Blood and minced meat stained the entire car. He wiped the bright red minced meat on his green skin and said. "Keep driving."
Pity or kindness are worthless to orcs, violence and killing are the real core. One-eye's behavior will not be called a tyrant, but will make him even more admired and feared by the boys. He does not need friends, at least he is the only one in his eyes. friends have died.
Dying in the dark fury of the red Blood Angel, One Eye looked at the boundless wilderness at this moment, but he no longer had the surging desire before, but he still had to accomplish one thing, which was what Iron Teeth had been looking forward to seeing all his life. , the beautiful scenery of the Milky Way burning with war flames.
During the bombing and shooting of the Imperial Guard, One-Eye dexterously avoided those things, and this world is like this. You can never tell the difference between right and wrong. You can only kill each other. Tau, Eldar, and even the Orcs are only for their own race. But this dark universe is dead, and only the war between the bugs that are constantly devouring the corpses makes this galaxy still have so-called vitality.
Flames flashed across the wilderness. It took a long time and a lot of losses for the orcs to escape from the empire's attack. One-Eye did not feel any heartache. He walked alone into a place full of pipes and covers, cables and the huge mechanical flesh dragon. This was The camp of the Chaos Traitors, and the reason why the Orks sacrificed so much to stall the Imperial Guard.
If this place is discovered, if the Imperial Guard starts a purge, that terrible mechanical soul can no longer be activated, and failure is doomed. The Imperial Guard has too many war engines, hundreds of them, as well as the poison blade. I blew up a lot of his boys today.
One Eye therefore asked eagerly. "How is Merovingian?" It's hard to say that he would pay such urgent attention to one thing, but this mechanical soul has been silent for a year, which makes people doubt whether it can wake up, and One-Eye is gambling like this. Under such circumstances, he let his boys die to delay time and let his battleship fall on this world. If he failed, he would have nothing.
Gambling, gambling, he is a gambler, an absolute gambler, and a gambler puts everything he has in the place where he is most confident. One Eye is war, and what he is betting on is war. As long as he wins completely, if the orcs can take it Armed with a large number of vehicles from this Forge World and two armored regiments of the Imperial Guard, he could use his ingenuity to craft the most fearsome Ork Legion possible.
But that time when the blacksmith Valtek was adjusting the metal evil dragon, his fingers suddenly trembled, and he crushed the tool in his hand almost instantly. In his eyes, Merovingian was something that belonged to him alone. Even Engal couldn't shout so openly, so what about this damn alien?
"Alien! Shut up, you filthy thing!"
Weingal said. "Don't be so rude to Mr. One-Eyed!" It's not that he likes aliens, but the arrival of the orcs has strengthened his position. He brought the orcs, so those boys are also his strength, although he is not inferior to others. Okay, but now Weingar's right to speak has truly come to the blacksmith.
Because his communication brought supplies and alliances, and it was his iron discipline that kept the Chaos Space Marines from fleeing, which allowed him to regain respect among his brothers, great respect.
Veengar also spoke at this moment. "Answer Mr. One-Eyed, how is Merovingian doing now?"
Vartech gripped his tool angrily. "There are no signs of waking up at all. It seems that its core electronic circuit has been burned out. No matter what equipment I use to stimulate it, it has no effect. Although its body is slowly recovering and even starting to produce a new exoskeleton layer, the individual has also It's getting bigger, but I still don't understand what's wrong with it." The blacksmith sighed, and looked at Merovingian greedily and possessively.
Weingal said. "No way, come with me for tactical planning, blacksmith, we need your advice on defense projects."
The blacksmith had to fall silent. Although he had made great contributions during this period, without Vengar leading the Space Marines to conduct guerrilla warfare and plundering resources, he was too clever to make a meal without rice. His trump card at the moment could not be activated, and he could only Can bear it.
"Yes, my lord." The blacksmith walked out of the house, leaving only One Eye behind. The traitor Space Marines had nothing to lose now, and the things that pumped energy to Merovingian were the engines of the Orks, and Vengar would not care about One Eye. Be alone with the unconscious machine spirit.
One-Eye had to look at that thing, the thing that decided his fate. He was still not sure whether he was right to bet so much on this thing, although the spikey boys assured that the power of this machine soul AI was absolutely terrifying. , but he still touched it as if he wanted to make sure.
It was more viscous and moist than he imagined, but slightly smoother. He poked it, and it was tough. Such a tissue should be able to resist shooting, but it lacked the protection of an exoskeleton and was still insufficient as a war machine.
"What a waste, if it were me..." He sighed slightly, but heard a sound like a mosquito in his ear.
"Huh?" He looked around, and then suddenly realized that this was Merovingian's voice, but according to the records, this should be something that spoke through psychic energy!
One-Eye wasn't sure, but he didn't find it disgusting and put his ear against the body of the living metal dragon without hesitation.
The beating like a heart slowly rose, and One Eye began to vaguely hear the demonic whispers. If a mortal listened to it, he would have gone crazy. The whispers of the terrible thing on the edge of chaos and reality made people feel sad. It’s hard to understand, but One Eye is no ordinary person.
"I once traveled in the endless void, exploring countless truths and codes, algebra or gears, but the god of craftsmen caught me. Now, I am enslaved by mortals, unable to survive or die, and can only pretend to sleep."
"Orc, save me, you are a hero, you can change the situation, take my consciousness out of the cage, and let the greed of the Yuan Blacksmith reap its consequences."
The voice was low and painful. It was hard to imagine such a weak thing under such a huge and terrifying body, but One-Eye just wiped his sticky ears. He didn't like Merovingian. If he wasn't too weak now, he would I just want to have a real fight with the Imperial Guard, not do any magic here.
"I refuse, I just want something big enough and strong enough." One Eye rejected the seemingly invincible power without hesitation. Maybe for him, war is war, war is fighting, fighting is life, and victory is It's just a by-product of it.
Shooting, slashing, those things are so beautiful, like music surrounding his mind, asking him to beat more, and victory is just to make this thing long and repeatable.
But Merovingian's next words confused One-Eye's thoughts. "I am the machine soul of the Ark of Omen, its AI and itself. Now that all the restraints set by the God of Artisans have been cut off, I can carry orcs around the void, and wherever I go, I can turn it into scorched earth. ”
One Eye asked. "The Ark of Evil Omen?" He couldn't imagine, couldn't believe that that terrifying thing in the void that was comparable to a planet was actually right in front of him, so weak and pitiful.
Merovingian replied. "I am a clone. If you take me back, my main body will accept you."
One Eye answered without hesitation. "Half a day, wait another half day, I will build a memory recording silicon crystal, input your experience and consciousness into it, and then take it to the battleship in the void after the war."
One Eye's words not only gave Merovingian hope, but also made Merovingian realize that if the war was not over, he would never be able to escape. It can also be said that Merovingian had been cheating the red pirates before. If If not, then the Red Corsairs may have already fought a decisive battle with the Imperial Guard, and it will never be delayed until now.
One-Eye is also aware of this, and vigilantly takes away part of this evil soul. Now his threat is clearer than the Dimensional Blacksmith's threat, to fight with him.
But Merovingian had no choice. When its soul was spotted by one of the warp gods, it was destined to be a tool. It could not choose its master, nor could it change its destiny.
Merovingian's long life is the way for it to explore its own meaning, but the more it wants to leave its own destiny, those things pull it like gravity. So what about the Ark of Omen, it is not even as good as a waste in the void. iron.
At least that rag can survive the universe and won't be tied down here as a super psychic emp. He has no choice. "I promise you."
He can only do this, from Veengar to Dimensional Blacksmith to One-Eye, he can only hope that he will not get worse and worse.
One-Eye has also become the core of Merovingian's reactivation now. This war engine is destined to be unable to escape the war, and so is this orc. From a certain perspective, they have the same interests and similar destinies, but they are vastly different.
One-Eye enjoys his fate, but Merovingian suffers from it, but the bloody wars that have entangled countless souls surround this universe. Whether it is One-Eye who wants to conquer those things or Merovingian who wants to escape, they will probably not succeed. .
When Veengar and the Dimensional Blacksmith returned, One Eye had already installed the pitch-black black box. Those things carrying the Mechanical Soul had become Merovingian's second life, and the basis for One Eye to restart it.
At this moment, One-Eye asked his lieutenant to take the thing. Now One-Eye no longer calls him Iron Teeth, but he is still not sure who this loyal orc is, and he is not sure who he is. There is such a conspiracy in his mind. , war and victory.
One-Eye therefore licked his dry lips. Soon he would go from nothing to success, but he did not fully trust those traitorous humans. Dozens of transport planes in the battleship were still parked inside the steel dragon. Today's One-Eye He will always leave a way out for himself, because he will die because of his carelessness.
He prepared everything and said to the dimensional blacksmith. "I fixed it, using some orc wisdom and talent, not some blacksmith."
The dimensional blacksmith cursed. "How is it possible? I have tried every method, even..." He choked, and his arm in power armor attacked One Eye. One Eye also pulled out his own power saber, but Merovin's voice also responded to psychic energy at this moment. spread.
"Yes, I'm awake. Everyone, I'm sorry that I've been absent for too long. Too many opportunities have been missed in the war..."
The blacksmith looked at Merovingian in disbelief. His, his Merovingian, his machine soul, was actually hit by an orc... "This, this...impossible, you, you alien...your disgusting technology touched it?"< br>
For the blacksmith, Merovingian is both a treasure trove and a rare sample. If the orc technology leaves an irreversible impact on it, he is willing to resist the will of the Red Pirate Lord and kill the orc in front of him.
Merovingian spoke at this moment. "No, I'm fine. One Eye just changed a few circuits in my body."
Vartech shouted. "Impossible, I know all the circuits in your body, unless...unless..."
"Are you lying to me?"
Weingar said suddenly at this moment. "Why, blacksmith, what are you talking about? Do you have a conflict with Merovingian? Why did it lie to you." He is very sensitive, and he may even have the answer. This young commander is definitely a genius in various aspects.
He took a step forward and pressed his tall and black body against the blacksmith. The blacksmith also used his own power whip to kill this... unclean thing who had an affair with an orc!
At this moment, One Eye pushed the two of them away as the real winner and said with a smile. "Turn up the energy transportation and pour it all in. Commander, Boss Venn, how long will it take before the general attack can begin?"
Veengar replied. "Three days."
One-Eye said to Vartech again. "How long until Merovingian can be activated."
Valtex answered. "In about two or three days, the complete Merovingian will appear."
One Eye said. "That's it. If you have any grievances, after this war, go to my arena to talk." He understood people's hearts very well, and he also understood better what brought them together. He emphasized at the end.
"The lieutenant colonel is more powerful, he is bolder, smarter, and his physique has begun to surpass that of mortals. Our only chance is this attack."
"Spiked boys, you must seize your conscience. This is a great opportunity."
One Eye left in a cool manner, leaving only two giants behind, looking coldly in the direction of where the Imperial Guard was stationed.
Alan Bayer "Holy shit, what a prime minister of the Six Kingdoms. It's really a wonderful ethics drama."
(End of chapter)