Chapter 164 The Betrayal of the Mechanicus
Going back in time to when the Imperial Guard had not broken through this thick bastard's shell, One Eye was not surprised to see the orcs being defeated like a mountain. He was ready for his men to activate the escape tunnel they had dug before, and would carry Mero The things that warm your will are hidden in your arms.
At this moment, he was watching with interest the Space Marines anxiously surrounding here, walking around, looking at himself in disgust, as if to say that this is all because of you.
One-Eye doesn't care how others criticize him, he is always the winner, and his friendship with the Chaos Space Marines ends here. He got better things, and he experimented again. Today's Orcs cannot defeat Alan Bair. , he became too powerful, trusted by too many people, and showed his sharpness.
And One-Eye's gloating smile was not concealed from the Space Marines. In this thousand-meter-long underground base, those three-meter-tall giants had to lower their heads in a physical sense. Originally, they had to lower their heads in a physical sense. They were depressed and tasted failure again. The already uncomfortable Space Marines saw the one-eyed look in their eyes at this moment.
They raised their weapons and pointed at this alien that they usually couldn't stand, and the electronic voice spoke in a throat. "You damn alien, have you been looking forward to this day for a long time?"
One Eye said without any fear. "You are just too weak. Now you have lost again. We have to leave too. Goodbye."
Veengar cursed almost instantly. "How dare you!" He raised his chain sword and slashed at One-Eye, but the only answer he received was the gunfire of countless orc boys who wanted to kill him.
In addition, the Imperial Guard's constant bombings made the place billowing with smoke. One-Eye just pulled out his power saber in the confusion, instantly cut off the Space Marine's arm, and then led the boy closer to the escape area they had prepared. There are also smoke bombs to block the view and their path to ensure that the Space Marines do not compete with them for position.
The orcs and the traitors seemed to have severed ties with each other at this moment, and there was no longer any relationship between them. Veengar was suffering in his heart, but he still felt that he had brought it upon himself.
When Veengar stopped protecting his head from the shooting, the base at this moment was only a mess, empty and empty, with the Space Marines covering their arms on the ground, and Miu Miu's several war brothers.
He lost, he lost completely, he lost because he believed in aliens, he lost because he used people, he lost because he trusted him. Even though he was extremely skilled in martial arts, even though he was extremely smart, no one in the world had his heart towards him. In the end, he still didn't become famous. The Curse of the Astra Militarum.
Veengar looked at the only huge monster left, the steel dragon Merovingian. He ordered the dimensional blacksmith, but his tone was more like a plea than a command.
"Activate the Merovingian, brother, we lost, but I don't want my brothers to die and lose everything. You can escape, but I want to stay here."
"I will kill everyone who sets foot here, no matter who they are, until I die."
The Dimensional Blacksmith choked up and then pulled off the equipment that powered Merovingian. Although he didn't like this guy, he was indeed a Space Marine. His honor and destiny as a Red Pirate prevented him from leaving.
"I want to fight with you, brother."
The same goes for the approximately 10 Space Marines left here, they all said in unison. "In the name of the Black-Hearted King, the Red Pirate will only die in battle, not fail!"
Weingar raised his head at this moment. For the first time, he got what he had been looking forward to, but his death was approaching.
"Damn it, Chaos Gods, all of you in the High Heaven, if you really protect us, then let us die in the war..."
As if the Chaos Gods heard his request, at this moment the metal isolation layer made of fine gold collapsed during the bombing, and Alan Bair's face that kept him awake day and night also appeared in front of him.
It was the first time that Wengar looked at his enemy so carefully. He was wearing a green steel helmet and holding a small relic pistol. His face was tender but his eyes were firm. His body was not tall enough under the military uniform, but he had many badges on his chest. He spoke with an angry expression. The tone said.
"When the time comes, I will send you to meet your Chaos Gods!"
The height difference at this moment makes the Imperial Guard look even bigger than the Space Marines. At this moment, the sun is gradually rising, and dawn is slowly appearing in this world. The sun at this moment is not so hot, deadly and terrifying, but the huge size of the star is also Show its malice.
Strange things were hovering in the sky. Under the sunlight, individual soldiers noticed strange skulls flying at high altitudes. It was only at this moment that Alan Bayer noticed at the prompts of the soldiers that the Mechanicus had been watching their efforts...
Among the Orc battleships in the distance, several spaceships suddenly left the ground and approached the atmosphere. They nimbly avoided the Mechanicum's fire, and also announced that One Eye had launched an escape plan.
Only Veengar looked at the Imperial Guards in front of him indifferently, thinking about how they broke his plan time and time again and made the orcs betray him.
Then he shouted angrily. "Blacksmith, activate Merovingian!"
The terrifying subspace dragon roared up and climbed up under the light of the rising sun, slowly driving its huge psychic witchcraft to threaten the life of the empire.
But Alan Bayer was well prepared to take out the bomb he got at the Steel Gate of the Mechanicus, a virus bomb made by the genius of the Mechanicus, and threw it at the monster as fast as possible.
After the burst of emp's light, the electronic nanovirus also entered Merovingian's body. After a brief tremor, the extremely powerful thing, which was even regarded as the Ohm Messiah by the Mechanicum, short-circuited.
"It's just scrap metal!"
Alan Bayer commented like this, and Weingar was almost dumbfounded as he watched the giant he trusted fall down because of such a ridiculous situation.
It might be like this in the end if you rely on external force, but someone who paid more attention here than Weingar started to act. When a strange radio echoed in Alan Bayer's communicator, that special... The accent, with its relentless grating, also made him realize that the Greaser Guy hadn't left in the first place.
"The Foundry Governor requested a call, but I have already entered the channel. Lieutenant Colonel, as the supreme commander of the Imperial Guard on the ground, I now request that the remaining heretics who have invaded my world be handed over to me."
Alan Bayer cursed back almost instantly without any hesitation. "NMB, I killed so many brothers just to catch this red pirate and that dragon, but you said you want me to help and give you the things?"
"I'm going to follow the normal process and ask the Inquisition to judge whether the disposal of this monster's relic should be judged by the seal of the state religion or by your own research and research by the High Lord of Terra. When do you mean what you say, rubbish!"
And when he finished speaking, the light of the Mechanicum's unique electromagnetic flintlock flashed by his cheek, grazing his helmet, leaving scarlet burn marks. If they used explosive bombs, Aylan Bayer is dead at this moment. Of course, he is dead just because of his armor-piercing ability, even if he hits it accurately.
came the communicator. "Sorry, the servitor misfired."
Alan Bair replied sarcastically. "You Mechanicus Cult has so many high-end technological witchcrafts, why did the most stable flintlock gun misfire? What happened to your rangers?"
This action of the Mechanicus completely angered the Skadi and the Falakians, and large-scale operations began immediately. At this moment, they wanted to directly demolish the Mechanicus' hive to represent the name of the emperor to those heretical machine oilers. Let’s see who is the best!
But Alan Bayer just touched his helmet and said heartbrokenly. "Unexpectedly, the heretics didn't destroy it, and neither did the aliens. In the end, it was the Empire..." This was consistent with countless situations he had thought about. Betrayal and fear were countless more terrifying than the enemy's real sword and gun battle. His heart felt cold at this moment. Halfway through, I was completely disappointed with the Mechanicus.
But there was no traitorous behavior in the Mechanicus these days, that was all he could say. "Let them take that thing away, but we won't deal with the traitors inside."
A voice of thanks came from the communicator, and it was emphasized. "Thank you for your generosity, I will send you a list of newly minted items later."
Alan Beyer replied. "No, I think we won't be allies next time we meet, after you behave like this."
replied the Governor. "What happened to me? I was just chasing the truth."
Alan Beyer said. "This is not the first time I have seen a madman like you. The Ministry of Military Affairs cannot control you, so I can only endure it. However, the subspace storm has gradually become smaller. When we contact Terra, the Inquisition will judge you. ”
The Governor knew very well that it would take a long time, and during that time it was enough for him to prepare many things. This was also the source of many rebellions in the Empire. The Imperial Guard often did not have the decisive factor to deal with suspected traitors.
Unless now they catch the Mechanicus studying some heretical or alien technology, and Alan Bair's mind flashed to the laboratory he had seen in the Steel Gate. He could ignore it before, but now there are more Reason, now he just needs to calm down the matter, and then bring Lieutenant General Marcato and a group of Imperial Guard executives.
They "accidentally discovered" this Mechanicus laboratory, and then "accidentally" discovered those twisted experimental products under the guidance of the Emperor. Then they can even choose whether to use virus bombs or cyclone torpedoes for the extermination order according to the situation. Or go back to basics and nuke the whole thing.
The two old foxes were so respectful to each other at this moment. One hoped that Skadi would not interfere and they could conduct their own research, while the other hoped that they would leave the orbit of this world and then take revenge.
And under each other's own agenda, when the rangers, servitors, and Alpha veterans approached, and the Skadi left, Veengar's anger burned fiercely.
When he realized that the Imperium had regarded him as a defeated soldier, his dignity and the last remaining honor of the Chaos Space Marines were evaporated at this moment, those anger turned into violent fire and explosive bombs in return for the greedy Mechanicus soldiers.
"You mechanical wastes don't get anything from the Red Pirates!"
That roar made the servitors of the Adeptus Mechanicus, those whose brains had been lobotomized and whose heads were replaced with synthetic nerves, feel the so-called fear and not feel close to them. However, when the Foundry Governor's order was reactivated at the storage point, those servitors And he said it without hesitation. "Cleanup protocol, turn on."
Skadi's soldiers just took a ride, drank food to replenish body fluids, and left with the dog tags of their comrades. They were not used to the feeling of not being able to clean the battlefield, but for the members of the Mechanicus, war was Just getting started.
At the beginning of the violent bombardment, those furious Space Marines were exerting their abilities at this moment, and their bloodshed as the Emperor's war machine was being exerted at this moment. Those servitors were attacked by the storm of explosive bombs, and what was left was not necessarily Weak, but the most difficult things are often left at the end.
"In order to clear the treaty of Ohm Messiah, Qi..." Before he finished speaking, the Ranger's carbine hadn't fired yet, those violent things smashed his head instantly, and his insect-like face looked distorted, but instantly Split into several pieces by bolters, his ceramite body couldn't save him, nor could his Ohm Messiah, nor his Forge Governor.
"Impossible, it's too fast." The data craftsman secretly exclaimed, but soon he calmed down. "Keep going, for gears and algebra!"
The movements of the Mechanicum's servitors were very unified and coordinated. For mortal troops, they were rare. But for the Space Marines, they were just moving targets. Dozens of battle brothers raised their guns and fired fiercely.
The roar of explosive bombs can easily penetrate adamantium, and in order to achieve the style of the Mechanicus, most of the Empire's troops are actually still restricted by the Holy Code. The Mechanicus servitors who lack heavy firepower are particularly weak against the Space Marines.
"Governor, we are receiving a powerful counterattack!"
The Foundry Governor's answer was emotionless, but seemed extremely greedy. "Go forward, no matter how many servitors it costs, to retrieve that heretical machine..."
At this moment, the Skadi soldiers, or to be precise, all the Imperial Guard soldiers are evacuating the world. Alan Bair looked at the world where they had been stationed for more than a year. His heart was extremely complicated, because he now had more An enemy to deal with, and he was once one of the Empire's most important servants.
He sighed. "People's hearts change so quickly." And he actually lamented that Weengar would die of those things, not real battles, but just mechanically transformed prisoners, servants, mutants and other despicable things...
At this moment, in the former orc base, the ground was covered with wreckage. Only two strong men of the Red Pirates were still fighting in an area of several kilometers. On the chaotic ground composed of parts and flesh, the data craftsman looked at it in fear. Two Space Marines in front of me.
His emotional controller was out of control. He never thought that ten traitors could cause such a huge loss. Vengar's arm was melted by energy at this moment, and the Dimensional Blacksmith's condition was not much better, but they were smiling, with him behind him. The corpses of brothers…
"Come on, you loser of the Mechanicus..." His voice was hoarse, his armor was in tatters, and there were thousands of servitors, but those weaklings no longer dared to take a step forward.
And Superman was not truly invincible. After Wengar slowly stepped forward, he suddenly fell to the ground and knelt on one knee.
Weak, the dimensional blacksmith is nothing more than that... His face is pale. "Brother, we're at the end of the road."
Vengar's dry voice asked. "How many Skitarii we took away..."
The Dimensional Blacksmith replied. "How about 6756 people?"
Veengar looked at the servitors who kept coming from high corners, holding flintlock guns, and said with a smile. "Very good, enough for me to meet the gods without guilt..."
After a moment, a bright flash of light shone under countless black holes of gun, and under the light, the soul of the Chaos Warrior returned to the Brass Throne.
I have to say that it was not easy for them to remain loyal to their choice in the end. (End of chapter)