Chapter 173 Traitors Have Traitor Usage Father and Daughter Reunion

Chapter 173 Traitors Have Traitor Usage Father and Daughter Reunion

Betrayal may be one of the theme songs of this universe. If the void can really converge into a rhythmic sound, it will probably be the Mozart that comes to you from time to time in death heavy metal.

Alan Bair's feelings about this letter were unexpectedly indifferent, because war is such a thing, and such a large scale of personnel cannot be without traitors. The power of the Red Pirate is now known to everyone, not to mention that he is a rogue trader.

"It's just a profit dog." Alan Bayer would not fight with him, because such a guy can't get into the core of the empire. Although the Rogue Traders have great power, the Imperial Tribunal does not trust those guys, leaving them in the core. In the eyes of the imperial establishment, they are just heretics.

But this guy... Alan Bair thought about this name. He remembered that there was a merchant dynasty that had been extremely active recently, opened up many roads, and had a good relationship with the supply department of the Imperial Guard.

I'm afraid those so-called "brave pioneers" probably contact the Black Heart King to ask for the subspace situation, and then...

Traitor thing, but now that Alan Bair has known about this situation, the problem can be easily solved, and this businessman has indeed provided many conveniences to the Imperial Guard, and the road has indeed been opened, and what he needs is nothing more than information.

In such a huge empire, he was able to obtain this information because of the Emperor's blessing, and everything has its own use. Since he came for information, the Imperial Guard could appropriately release the information to him, and the war with the Red Pirate Vanguard. It's about to begin, and the subspace storm is becoming more and more indifferent...

Alan Bayer showed a rather perverted smile at this moment, because he had already thought of how to torture the opponent. "Traitor, oh, traitor, traitor is also a good thing..."

Release false information, or deliberately guide, but Alan Bayer has completed the most difficult part of finding the traitor, and all that is left is to not alert the enemy.

When the war is won, the place will be burned clean with light spears until everything is vaporized. All nearby civilian houses and residences will also be burned down. Then it will be publicized that traitors are stationed here, leading the Imperial Guard to choose artillery destruction.

The location of this place is indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it has complete electricity and various facilities. This interface is not only reasonable, but also consistent with the situation of war. After all, residential areas are indeed the focus.

Next, just ensure that the news is not leaked, let the Imperial Guard soldiers or officers below treat the businessman normally, make him feel that his affairs have not been discovered, and then use the businessman to convey the news at the critical moment.

Alan Bair accepts this piece of kraft paper full of stories. Will it become a sharp blade or an obstacle to defeat the Red Pirates? Now it all depends on the empire's intelligence department. Although it feels very unreliable, he can only believe that this choice is the best. OK

Then he followed the traces of destruction he caused back to the first floor and his soldiers. At this moment, he had to admit that he was right to bring two trucks, even if he brought with him the jewelry and antiques in the mansion plus two cabinets worth thousands of gold. Wine, as well as 20 earth-shaking cannons and other evil things, it only took about four or five drives to get to the temporary camp.

The fuel truck drove slowly, pulling two, carrying two, and kept driving. Although those huge cannons loyal to the empire were stored here for unknown reasons, their fate was no longer destined to be used by traitors.

But the girl named Arya lowered her head and thought about something, and suddenly said it after the motorcade walked for a while. "I was talking to the second lieutenant during this time, and he told me the general war situation. I know it is wrong to tell civilians relevant information, but this matter may involve my adoptive father."

"Sir Officer, first of all, the resistance of the Mechanicus sent out the information from the main nest without using the Divine Calculation Tower, which means..."

"They created their own command room."

Alan Bayer also realized something was wrong at this moment. "Then they will be paralyzed after receiving the influence of the demon engine, and there is no one around, they will..."

He immediately changed his expression, then asked the soldiers to speed up and analyzed. "The line they used is the main nest line, which is a temporary command point they dug underground, and then used hidden lines to achieve communication effects."

"They are all engineers and know the conditions in various parts of the hive city, so I guess they must be using the abandoned pipeline lines of the hive city. Hurry up and find a local who is proficient in the underground!"

Alan Bayer once again calmly judged a very important matter. Luck and the emperor's favor seemed much more ordinary to him, but few people were jealous of his various specialities, because they were all blood and A privilege that can only be bought by death, sacrifice and victory.

Those who are favored by the emperor have a cruel destiny and future that mortals cannot understand. However, if you work so hard, you can only get a simple sentence in the end, you have completed your mission.

In this huge dark universe, those seemingly great people are actually no different from the people working in factories. They are just gears that drive the survival of the human race.

The real despair of this world is that everyone is working hard to complete their work, but no matter how powerful you are, you can only complete your responsibilities, and many people are even unable to complete their responsibilities.

This universe is so big and terrifying that even the bravest warriors will get lost in it. When the sages of the Mechanicus, who seemed to have completed their mission, lay silently in the dark radio room, they were not asleep, but It was Merovingian's powerful spiritual energy that severely damaged their bodies.

They won, but also lost. When those devices no longer pumped their hearts and blood, and the brain began to suffer from insufficient oxygen supply, the internal life-support system of the Mechanicus Sage could still rely on simple mechanical structures to slowly input Only a few hours or so of nutrients and oxygen.

In the coma, the sage realized for the first time the reality that he was still a mortal. The fine gold and steel did not continue to work, and the weakness of flesh and blood was even more terrifying than that of a normal person.

He had no chance, and he didn't know what happened. Only after the transmission ended, and the Imperial Guard approached, and when they were about to leave the room, the promethium lights flashed and the sensors roared with snowflakes. His brain disconnected and entered a half-awake sleep. .

The feeling of vulnerability and collapse returned to his body, but more than this, he still only cared about whether his child would grow up healthily...

When his thoughts went from relatively clear to chaotic, his remaining calculation power quickly realized how long he had left to live, probably...

In 10 minutes, it was obvious that those mortal troops could not defeat the enemy immediately. Although the Imperial Guard was powerful, they did not know the sending point. This underground room was completely sealed for concealment, and only a few people related to the Mechanicus could know it. If anyone really knew the location, it was probably the Emperor.

He realizes that he will sacrifice, and there is no doubt about the sacrifice. He is not very afraid. After all, life is like this, but there is still a lot of knowledge that has not been explored clearly...

If the emperor gives him another chance to live, he may study people's livelihood matters. After all, the world today is too devoid of humanity, but this also means that his career may never move forward because of this.

When the brain's hypoxia became too severe to sustain life again, he began to have hallucinations. His life from the time he was a Gear Kid to the present has been a constant revolving door, from being born in a test tube, instilling knowledge, singing scriptures, installing parts, and transforming his body.

He was born with asthma, but now he has no problem. The Mechanicus treats people with disabilities and diseases equally. This is also his first step into the gate of knowledge in this wonderful world.

Life, prosthetic body, his thoughts reversed and swayed in chaos, and he suddenly understood what the empire needed today. It needed a set of mechanical organs that could be installed with even the smallest gears, so that they could ignore illness and disability and maintain the hive. May the mortal life of the dead.

If he survives, he will study how to reduce the cost of transformation and benefit the citizens of the empire, but he also knows that there are only three minutes left in his life...

His thoughts were very confused, and finally he made a crazy choice, silently chanting in his heart, and activated the visual module.

He wanted to die clearly, even if it would shorten his life again.

Soon, the long-lost light reappeared, turbid and blurred, and the bottom was clear, like the photoreceptors of ancient creatures that had just evolved in the deep sea, with only blurry patches of color.

And he saw his staff slumped on the table like disconnected dolls. He glanced at the people he could see. At this moment, the sage's head was lying on the right side, and he could barely see about 1- Four people, the farthest away is the door of this place, but he no longer has the strength to open it, and the puppets here, they were once the most elite engineers in the empire, but now they are just fish and meat.

There was a sense of absurdity spreading in his heart, perhaps because the emotional controller was completely disconnected now. He wanted to know what the thoughts of the group of colleagues in front of him who usually suppressed emotions were thinking at the moment. Is it fear or unwillingness?

But such things have nothing to do with him anymore, life is empty, time is precious, and this narrow space illuminated by the gray promethium lamp has become the last scene in his memory.

Just like the test tube laboratory where he was born, it is full of various pipes, lines, messy things and an overcrowded environment. This is probably the fate of members of the Mechanicus. They live in an unstable life and die without seeing a garden.

His adopted daughter flashed through his mind. He only hoped that his child would not be as embarrassed as him, would achieve great achievements, and then die in the battlefield garden world.

But when the beating red index on the screen gradually returned to zero, his only thoughts gradually became unsustainable. At the last moment of his life, the sage thought that if the door farthest from his eyes suddenly opened at this moment, he would see Ai Ai again. Leia thought for a moment that this was probably the best reward the Emperor could give him.

O Emperor, if you do hear, I hope...

He closed his eyes, but suddenly heard a clicking sound...

sound? Why is there a sound!

The sage realized that his hearing system had failed and his body should also be completely...

He suddenly realized that his eyes began to become clear, his limbs could move, and a soft thing wrapped around him with a sharp cry. He opened his eyes and his first words were. "Arya, your outfit looks really nice..."

Yes, the dark-toned Gothic dress is paired with a thin blonde girl. The desperate beauty and absurdity of the empire are born in this person.

But the wise man is very happy, very joyful, very...

But he still didn't understand how he was saved, until Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer came over, fiddling with the badge in his hand, and there was a smell...

"Turn off the olfactory system..." The sage couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, and at this moment, people in the room suddenly said it one after another.

"Turn off the olfactory system!"

"Close!"

"Close!"

The sages all woke up, with the illusion of being awakened by the stench, but they quickly realized that the stench was not a real smell, but the result of the disgusting feeling manifested through the senses.

Yes, they can smell it...

Alan Beyer was a little embarrassed. "Well, bear with me, you can only follow me during this period, understand, this..." He suddenly didn't know what to say, after all, this was technology from the Dark Ages.

Alan Bayer immediately pulled over the Catachan officer who was with him. The noncommissioned officer looked at the group of oil guys calmly, and then Alan Baier introduced them. "He is actually an untouchable, the secret weapon of our regiment, and your mechanical failure is due to psychic energy."

The sage replied. "Damn witchcraft..."

He stood up and rubbed his daughter's cheek. He also saw that the girl was crying hard. His worry was true. Alan Bayer also sighed. Although this guy is a little adult, his emotions are full of fakes. , and be able to speak out.

She will definitely be able to gather a group of loyal partners in this crazy war universe in the future, and for now he only needs to let her survive and let all life in this sector survive.

Alan Bayer secretly made up his mind, but saw the sage shaking the foundry director who was still lying on the table...

"Teacher, wake up, the Imperial Guard is here, wake up, don't pretend..." The sage kept shaking, but at this moment everyone felt that something was wrong, the leader of the rebellion, the smart sage, the best cast in the world There is no response from the candidates for the governor's successor.

Alan Bair walked forward, raised his body, looked at his flashing mechanical body, and put his ears against his chest.

"There is no heartbeat, the brain is dead." He calmly judged based on his experience in war, but these words stunned the sages present.

"The Director-General has mastered the design drawings of 324 products in our world...and he is currently the most suitable person to become the Governor among the members of the Loyal Mechanicus..."

"What to do, we lost our leader..."

People are panicked, but this is equivalent to the emperor suddenly disappearing, and the heroes are confused.

At this moment the sage who was taking care of the child shouted. "I am his apprentice, a mechanical sage, a data craftsman, and an army leader. I will inherit the teacher's position. I will study his manuscripts and command the revival of the world. Don't be confused now. Keep the teacher's information properly. Body, when the war is over, our bell will ring for him..."

"Now, together with the heroes of the Imperial Guard, we must unite to deal with the heretics who are killing our countrymen!"

"For Ohm Messiah!"

The words were sonorous and powerful, and the resistance sages were stunned for a moment before answering. "For Ohm Messiah!"

"For Ohm Messiah!"

Alan Bayer just took out the coffee and poured it into his kettle. He originally thought that the matter was in trouble, but it seemed that this unlucky guy had grown up a lot during this time.

As the saying goes...difficulties make people grow, and so much suffering in this world will only make the empire more and more resilient. (End of chapter)