Chapter 197 Detonating a nuclear bomb and walking with Titanium
Before humans stepped into the void to explore the confused Milky Way, most humans’ understanding of top-level lethality was still limited to nuclear bombs, a general and “primitive” weapon compared to the brilliance of powerful weapons like volcano cannons or cyclone torpedoes that destroy the atmosphere. above.
It is a product of the same era as those shell ejectors (the Imperial people's collective name for automatic firearms) that are widely circulated in the Empire. Even though the Imperial Guard no longer uses automatic firearms much, nuclear bombs are still a frequent visitor on the Extermination Order.
The prototype warhead of this destructive monster has been transformed by the Adeptus Mechanicus, and has now become a crazy time bomb. When its timing device is activated with the standard electromagnetic holy symbol of the Imperial Guard, the countdown to destruction begins. The sound is creepy.
"Holy Emperor, Boss, we actually succeeded..." The second lieutenant sitting on the Knight Taita watched as the force-sensing mechanical arm of the heavy industrial truck clumsily lifted the terrible murderous explosive to a place where it could use its force.
At this moment, there is a ridiculously large hat on the roof of the tower of the recycling station, but this thing will destroy the entire city.
But now, this prosperous place that was once home to tens of millions of empire citizens has become a dark and dilapidated ruin. If it weren't for the bright light of the Lumen Tower where it was stationed, it would have been as dark as death.
It's crazy to say that during this time, Alan Bayer has begun to miss the mud and moisture on the surface. Life in artificial gravity and adamantine is not romantic, or even in line with human nature.
Now the only human touch here is gone, and it will still be destroyed by the Imperial Guard themselves.
Alan Bair looked at the kraft paper copied in his hand. It marked the structure and weaknesses of the main battleships of the Tau. Although the performance of the Tau fishing boats in the void battle was not good, over the past few hundred years they had been studying and fighting like crazy. With the experience of the Empire, Eldar, and Orc wars, the battle loss ratio of today's new generation of fishing boats has gradually reached a very normal situation.
The intelligence on this is also very important to the empire. Based on this, the Tau will also fall out with the Eldar, so the entire battle situation will be reversed. Although the red pirate traitor troops still account for four-tenths of the thousand-ship team, But if Tau is willing to join the Empire's team, the combat effectiveness gap in the battle can be reduced to 6 for the enemy and 4 for us.
Intelligence is the best gift the Emperor has given them. As if destined, the balance of victory is approaching the Imperial Guard.
"Lieutenant Colonel, get in the car!" Sergeant Catachan shouted, and Alan Bair also crawled out of his thoughts. He walked onto the new Salamander tank, stood at the observation hole on the roof, and looked at the dark This city, and those Dark Eldar have probably evacuated, even if they come, there is no heavy firepower to break through the knight titan guards and the firepower of the entire Skadi sole regiment.
He could conclude that those aliens would not seek their own death, and in his car, the tavern owner performed his unique skills in a narrow space, using the roughest materials and tank coolant to make oil-flavored snake wine, or using The powerful cooling device at the core of the Knight Titan to make popsicles.
It's very cold here, but popsicles can still make people feel happy. The main reason is the sweetness combined with the dried fruit flavoring issued by the Imperial Guard Military Affairs Department. It makes you feel more alive as a human being than eating those things directly.
So much so that the soldiers were praising the tavern owner and calling him the most powerful refugee they had ever seen. In contrast, the female intelligence officer chose to dress herself as a vulnerable group and called the tavern owner father and daughter.
God knows how many times they have done this. At least their cooperation is not awkward. At least Alan Bayer knows that in this dark universe where the entertainment industry is not as developed as in the previous life, there are no so-called veteran actors, and people are more likely to be deceived. .
Alan Bayer took a sip of coffee. They had left the recycling station far away, and immediately reached the edge of the city. This place with tens of millions of people actually has a scope far beyond that of a big city, and the degree of urbanization is also indescribably high.
"That's almost it..." He raised his head and asked if such a scene is necessary. Can it be observed with the naked eye?
But whether he can be considered a human is another matter. At least he is not as powerful as a Space Marine, and the distance should be within a safe zone.
My thoughts are messy, but smoke rises in the distance, and the shining light and heat of the mushroom cloud cracks in the dark city at this moment, as if this place has become dark just to display the dazzling and deadly fireworks at this moment, and that color and heat The performance is worthy of its efforts.
The large mushroom cloud that spread out here with the deaths of tens of millions of people almost broke through the adamantine dome, but that powerful energy was quickly dispersed by the empire's top engineering products. In many cases, adamantine is not strong, but It is its energy absorption capacity that is powerful.
But the power of the nuclear bomb is not its impact. Life may not be habitable here for a long time.
"It's over." The Chief of Staff sighed, and it was hard to imagine that this was done by them, taking away the lives and shelter of the citizens of the empire.
Alan Beyer simply replied. "This is necessary, this is the right way."
"That's what those people said when they signed the extermination order." The staff officer looked sideways at the recruits he brought out. At this moment, he was already a bit like those aloof guys. He didn't know whether this was good or bad. After all, in this dark place By the end of the fourth millennium, ruthlessness may be a good quality.
The crew arrived at the checkpoint, and the compatriots of the Imperial Guard cordially and thoroughly investigated the situation of Skadi's only regiment. Because of the Dark Eldar's ability to change, all members of the Imperial Guard were required to recite the entire battlefield prayer individually. Come through the pass, if nothing unexpected happens, the number of people Skadi can pass through is less than 3,000.
Obviously, there cannot be more than 7,000 Eldar hiding, so it can only be Skadi's only "Catachan" with ten points of regiment. It is not only the Catachan people who are called "mini Ogryns" by the Ministry of Military Affairs. It's because they have a bad relationship with the Ministry of Military Affairs.
Therefore, the pass-through question turned into Alan Bayer asking about the honors of the Skadi veterans, and those things must be unknown to the Red Pirates, and even few people in the current New Military Ministry know about them.
In the completely enclosed small house, Alan Bayer asked tirelessly. "What do we eat on the planet Falaxia?"
the sergeant replied. "The toothfish, you grilled it, it tastes great!"
"Next time, keep your voice down. My ears are not broken. Don't let the aliens hear you!" Then Alan Bayer leaned out of the soundproof room and shouted.
"Next!"
Due to the Eldar's strong concealment and well-developed facial features, there was only Alain Bair in this completely closed room, and several Catachan long blades that were ready to go.
The next person who came in was a capable female soldier, and she saluted naturally.
"Corporal Lilith, reporting to you, Lieutenant Colonel."
Alan Bair waved his hand. "Sit down, then."
"Answer me, what is the name of the Space Marine Chapter that once supported us?"
The lady suddenly looked bad. "Well...we're not asking about battlefield prayers or..."
Alan Beyer simply asked. "Tell me, four words, four words of the Loyalist Chapter, the Chapter of the Demigods."
She hesitated a little. Alan Bair waved his hand, and Catachan immediately waved his sword forward. Even though she looked pitiful now, there was nothing she could do. Sometimes such a primitive question could represent many situations in a short time. The arrogant alien who entered the human army would definitely not be able to get into a fight with humans, and then ask about the history of a barbaric human military organization.
And when she disarmed her phantom device, Alan Bair had to admit that the appearance of those aliens was indeed good, and they were all beauties, but Catachan still would not show mercy. Soon, those thick arms held down the vicious woman, and then The aliens continued to curse the heroes of the Imperial Guard.
And she was quickly suppressed, and the questioning continued, and then the situation became very easy. It took people an afternoon to get out of this pass, and Skadi also pulled out about 6 Eldar spies, and those damn ones The conspirators are as pervasive as maggots under flies.
When the heavy burden was lifted, the war in the void still did not stop. With that information, Alan Bayer knocked on the beautiful wooden door of General Makato's office.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Who is it?" Makato's voice sounded.
"Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer, reporting to you."
"Please come in."
Sizzling, the sound of the wooden door and the special industrial smell of the large amount of kraft paper in the office make people frown. There is also the stench of Marcato, a grown man who has lived here for a long time, cans, starch blocks, and messy piles of kraft paper. middle.
"Sir, how long has it been since you went out?" Alan Bayer asked a little worriedly.
Makato rubbed his rustling beard. "It's been a long time, looking at those cans, I think, about four days..."
Alan Bair sighed. "Is it because of titanium?"
Makato nodded. "Those noseless ones are harder to deal with than I thought."
"There is a truce with the Tau. After a while, support from other star regions will arrive. I have obtained key information." Alan Bair emphasized.
Marcato asked. "I appreciate your efforts, but why did the Tau cease war with us? What did you get?"
"The Dark Eldar's warship deployment situation. They have hidden a total of about 60 destroyers and 5 battleships in the void. Adding to the strength they have shown now, there are more than a hundred battleships with good combat effectiveness." Alan Bair After taking out what he had copied on the vellum paper, Marcato looked embarrassed after reading it.
"God Emperor, it's too bad, we have to face a battleship alliance composed of 700 terrifying aliens and heretics!"
"No, no, I am confident that the Tau will form an alliance with us. With the current strength of the Tau plus our warships, 400 warships, and the Steel Gate, the enemy's military strength will be so equal. Don't mention that we will go through it again. We will get support from other star regions in three days!" Alan Bair said his trump card, and Marcato lowered his head and thought for a long time.
"Let's go to the Colony. I will use the Imperial Guard flagship to send a communication to the enemy. Don't let me down, Lieutenant Colonel." Marcato agreed to the plan with almost no hesitation.
Alan Bayer nodded...
In the void, the morale within the Tau clan was also high because the attacks were gradually going smoothly. Their clan alliance was planning a new attack. Four high-ranking officials had four heads, but they became one heart for the sake of the Greater Good.
Driven by the vast void and macro values, the unity they showed with their kindred made the most criticized high lord style rule of the human empire extremely smart.
They can easily mobilize their fleet, infantry, and scientific research, as naturally as a little giant.
"We are almost victorious."
"Humanity cannot hold on."
The virtual images agreed with each other, but among them the diplomat like Shui said. "The reason I summoned you is not because of victory, but because the Imperial Guard needs to negotiate with us."
Another soldier-looking executive shouted. "No one is easy to negotiate. We win and take the reward to repay the higher good!"
"Their defeat has been decided, they are just delaying time!"
The most powerful Water caste, at least according to the situation of the Tau clan, he should be a Water caste, but the situation of this battleship fleet seems complicated. It can only be said that he is doing diplomatic work, that's all.
But compared to his work, the photo on the kraft paper made the Tau clan executives silent, and the Earth clan executives just asked. "Why does the empire have this thing? Their previous attacks did not target our core weaknesses at all, but now they tell me that they know the highly confidential structure of the ambassador level long ago!?"
The senior Shui clan official cursed. "There are traitors. Those Eldar are going to eat us up. The Imperial Guard has cracked the intelligence from the Eldar invasion force!"
"If we don't reconcile with the Imperial Guard, then we will be killed by the Eldar! Have you forgotten what they did to our Aether?"
The senior officials of the Fire Clan continued to deny it. "We can take down the Imperial Guard and the Eldar. If we win twice, in addition to reward, we will also have the opportunity to avenge our shame!"
The senior executive of Shui Clan said. "I admit that we have a lot of resentments, but the person who made this reconciliation is not an ordinary officer of the Imperial Guard, but the commander of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, who once served in the land called Falakxia by humans. The world is saved through the Greater Good.”
Other high-level colors twitch. "That, that disgusting gene stealer incident?"
They had seen relevant photos, mutated, disgusting Tau compatriots killing each other, and the information about the habitual etheric gene stealers. Without the help of Alan Bair, those gene stealers would undoubtedly multiply. It's everywhere.
"If it's him..." The senior leader of the Fire clan touched his helmet and thought for a moment.
"I agree to the alliance."
The senior leaders of other clans did not respond with any doubts. "I agree!"
"I agree!"
Water, fire, earth, and air were completely reconciled for the first time without ether. Under external pressure and the admonition of the hero of the Greater Good, the clan concept of mutual generation and mutual restraint did not take effect again. Maybe ether was wrong, and titanium should be like this. To exert their true strength, but no matter what, they currently only have one goal.
Revenge against the Eldar!
Ark Spirit Tribe (White Bean Sprouts): Huh? ! What is my cousin stirring up again?
(End of chapter)