Chapter 388 Keeping Clean
"I would like to write in front of you to my kind, to mankind. Although my book will only fall into the hands of very few people." - "The Book of Lorgar" 》
The moment they stepped onto the deck, they found that all the surrounding air valves had been locked, and the supplied air was only circulating internally. The isolation doors in the corridor fell one after another. At the same time, a series of people passed through The runes that reveal the shape of electronic components also flicker faintly around each metal-edged rivet.
The Word Bearer in the group breathed deeply, relieving the pressure he felt on his soul. After the personal design of the psionic master among the Primarchs, when all the runes are arranged, any human with normal spiritual energy levels, except the soulless ones in the palace, can stimulate the spiritual energy effect of this set of runes. Use blocking and suppression functions.
"Oh, what happened? Did we get into trouble?" the Luna Wolf muttered.
The Iron Warriors stood calmly, one of them waved his blood-stained arm armor, not surprised by what was happening in front of him: "We are too dirty."
"We have indeed arrived at you The Glory Queen Iron Blood, right?" Yue Lang asked confused, "Instead of the legendary Eighth Legion who would be kicked out of the Night Veil if the soles of their shoes were not wiped clean?"
His words just ended. The voice of Astartes sounded on the channel.
"Please stand within the range of the indicator lights on the ground and do not leave."
As the prompt ended, the light strip embedded in the steel plate on the ground lit up, alerting all team members Circle inside.
"That's Titus, the chief apothecary of the Fourth Legion." Kroger said, putting some of the flesh and blood samples he brought back from the main star onto a platform that slid in front of him.
A circle of curved iron sheets was erected from all sides of the platform to seal the samples tightly, then slid away and disappeared into the square channel in the wall.
The second platform then moved over. This platform was wider than the previous one, allowing more objects to be placed on it.
"Put down your weapons. The technical sergeants will maintain your bolters. We will then return the weapons one by one." The pharmacist's voice continued. "Of course, bolter is a synonym for the weapon."
Two Iron Warriors took the lead to lead by example, and the remaining three warriors followed them.
"I think he must have been dealing with some rigid legion." Moon Wolf said as he took out a grenade from his back and put it down. He looked around and a thought jumped into his mind. "I think I guessed why...it's that this formation is a bit amazing."
"If you have seen the Phalanx thirty years ago, you will understand why this is essential."
The Iron Warrior said earnestly, watching the glass curtain walls rise from around him. There are rumors in the fleet that the glass here is enough to withstand salvoes of individual missiles - and this rumor is mainly born from their trust in the father of the gene. After all, no one has ever had the opportunity to actually test it.
"Combat team members returning from landing missions need to undergo a certain degree of cleaning and disinfection; and we need this especially, so the process is more stringent."
Moon Wolf reached out and patted it. He touched the iron feather on the Dark Angel's shoulder armor. He had wanted to touch it for a long time. "Do you know what happened to the Phalanx, Dark Angel?"
"Why are you asking me?"
"Because you are the First Legion..."
"Be quiet, brothers. Next, we need to clean the outside of the power armor." Rogge said, watching as channels appeared in the ground for later drainage.
"Okay." Shadow Moon Wolf shut up.
"Afterwards, will we be allowed in?" the Word Bearer asked, meeting his reflection in the glass.
"Not that fast. Automatic machines will come over to remove our armor because they will perform operations according to established threads instead of manual adjustments like staff. There may be a certain amount of pain during the process, mainly in the nerve sockets and biological connection slots. And so on,” Kroger continued, looking at the high-pressure nozzles rising upwards inside the glass curtain wall. "After that, we need to clean and disinfect the skin here, and take some antibacterial drugs, and then go to the bathhouse to soak in warm water to soothe the spirit. Of course, the last step is mission welfare."
"Okay, I understand." The Word Bearer replied. Since the end of the battle, he has been very talkative, perhaps because he has poured out all his anger at once on the flesh and blood deposits of the club. superior.
They opened their arms to the maximum extent allowed by their armor and accepted the high-pressure water curtain.
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The war satellite suddenly cracked on the screen, and the outer armor from the lower right third was like a squeezed peel. When it cracked, the internal metal structure was spit out one by one.
A large number of things containing fuel, energy and ignition materials collided with each other chaotically in space, and after a brief flash, they exploded into dim and charred debris in piles. In addition to destroying the gravitational environment of the planetary system, Except, it can no longer cause damage to anything.
At this point, all three war satellites have been destroyed, and the surface bases on the main star have all been taken over by Astartes warriors, or completely wiped from the ground by the fire support troops that arrived later. Leon showed interest in the final cleaning work, and Lorgar handed over the execution of the task to him.
The interest of the Lord of Dark Angels does not seem to be completely determined. Every few days, he will faintly show a certain favor for different unfamiliar jobs. Perturabo, Horus, and Lorgar were also willing to look after their eldest brother, who had just returned to human society, at least as long as circumstances allowed.
Perturabo finally checked that there was no abnormality on the side of the Space Marines who were cleaning their bodies, then he held the armrest of the iron chair, sat down on the sparsely carved chair, and gave it to the others. The leader of the legion sent messages in turn.
He closed his eyes, and the code of words flowed through the lines.
"All mission teams have returned to the Iron Blood, and reports on casualties and armament consumption have also been completed. After being repaired, they will return to their respective expedition fleets."
Encoding It was re-converted into a mechanically synthesized voice and came out from Luojia's sound array. The Truth-Speaker turned his attention away from the bone artifacts being degreased by soaking in acetone and turned to listen to the Iron Lord's war insights.
Good news, thought Lorgar, everything he did was of great benefit to Him.
“We all know that after the flesh and blood structure at the center of the main star was destroyed by Team 23, the defense systems of the second and third war satellites obviously lost their original sensitivity and response. capabilities, and the internal traitors no longer have the ability to issue and execute tactical orders, and instead complete simple tasks mechanically, making the entire defense network barely able to operate at the lowest efficiency.
"As far as my personal speculation is concerned, I believe that those flesh-and-blood structures should function as regional brains or ganglia. Once destroyed, the remaining parts can only rely on semi-dormant instincts to operate. Further analysis is still in progress, and the spiritual The performance testing will be completed by Craftsman Morse.
“In the subsequent in-depth operations, we can ask the soldiers to continue to search for similar structures to further verify the existing inferences. Communication ends. "
Luojia withdrew his gaze and immediately discovered that there was still a hissing sound of electricity here.
"Luojia, are you still there? "Perturabo called his name.
"I am here, dear brother. ”
"I hope to meet you at Narni's Court on the Cheelwon, is that okay?"
"Oh, of course." Lorgar raised his eyebrows and showed a smile.
"Okay. Please let me know when you have free time."
(End of this chapter)