Chapter 401 Thackeray World
“Citizens of the Empire, today’s hive is as peaceful as ever, and the light of the God Emperor is still shining on our world. Don’t believe any words of those cults. If you find out Cultists, please report to the nearest planetary defense force immediately.”
In the Thackeray world, in the Labidi hive, the broadcast resounded throughout the hive, and people did not pay much attention. Broadcasting, they just hurried to their jobs.
For Thackeray people, nothing is as important as their work in a day. After all, only if you work hard can you have enough to eat. If you don’t work, you will almost starve to death. The society of Thackeray World But there are no social benefits.
The hive city is like a living metal giant beast. The countless humans in it are its cells. They work and live in it, just like the blood of this giant beast. This nest It has stood above this world for thousands of years. It has witnessed the history of mankind for thousands of years, and it has also changed from the huge ideal city of mankind to the dying metal beast of today.
In the bottom nest of the hive city where the giant beast's excretory system is located, a young man is holding a short knife made of scrap metal and stabbing the blade into the neck of a middle-aged man.
The young man's strength is not too great. He has used all his strength. The middle-aged man has obviously been injured. He faces the thin young man, and now his resistance is powerless.
"Gulu..."
As the boy tried his best to pierce the middle-aged man's neck with the blade, red blood spurted out, and the middle-aged man watched himself spurt out. He no longer had the strength to struggle. He felt that his body was gradually becoming lighter and his consciousness was getting blurry.
"You are finally dead, and you still dare to rob me! I was..."
The young man looked at the middle-aged man who was gradually losing his mobility. He stood up from the middle-aged man. He looked at the blood on his body, and then he took off the middle-aged man's clothes.
In the bottom nest, a decent piece of clothing is very precious. The young man looked at the blood-stained clothes on his body and laughed happily. He touched the things on the middle-aged man's body and found a few more like wooden boards. The same dried meat and a pistol that was obviously made by hand. This pistol was said to be a pistol, but it was actually a thing worse than a matchlock gun.
The young man looked at this pistol with disgust, thinking that when he was in the fleet, the equipment he wore was the standard equipment of the Star Liberator that even many Astra Militarum troops envied, but now he needs Take this kind of thing to beg for yourself.
"Lu Feng, Lu Feng, you can't return to the earth. You have been tricked by the emperor and that sea creature in this life. Fortunately, you did not reincarnate into oats this time, otherwise you would cry. Just be content. "
The young man looked at the pistol in his hand, comforted himself in his heart, and then carried the middle-aged man's body to the local butcher shop. You know, the human corpses were also in the bottom nest. A precious resource. After all, this thing is still meat.
The young man was walking in the pipeline carrying the corpse. He was not alone. On the contrary, there were a large number of people carrying the corpse around him. These people kept a distance from the young man. They did not want to cause any conflict with this man. After all, The blood stains on the young man's body and the corpse he was carrying reminded these guys who were so hungry that they wanted to eat everything in sight that they were not to be trifled with. These guys were not fools even if they had survived to this day. There was no way they would take advantage of themselves. He took his life to test this young man.
"A fresh corpse, about one hundred and eighty pounds, that's fifty sacresos for you."
The owner of the butcher shop looked at the corpse in front of him, while he was grinding Machete said to the young man. He looked at the young man and handed him fifty Thackerays in one go.
“That’s not right, old man Carl, you’re tricking me, aren’t you? There’s still five pounds left? And this is a fresh corpse with no obvious lesions. If you resell it to those who make corpse starch, why don’t you? Earn one hundred sacres with blood? At least sixty sacs."
The young man looked at the butcher shop owner in front of him. He knew that this old man was trying to lower the price, and he would not tolerate him. After carrying the corpse, he was preparing to sell the corpse to the gangsters who made corpse starch.
"You..., okay, okay, sixty ropes, boy, stingy boy."
The butcher shop owner saw that the young man was about to leave, and he stopped lowering the price, even though the bottom den was in short supply. It's just a corpse, but it's rare to see corpses with no obvious lesions or much radiation. This guy actually wants to sell such good things to those who make corpse starch. It's such a loss. He can just sell it as meat. In the bottom nest, no one cares about what they eat. A bite of meat, even if it is human flesh, may cause death.
After trading the bodies, the boy returned to his shelter in the pipe. A few iron walls and a shaky door were his home. There were not many things in his home. No one in the bottom nest would leave anything of value in their own home. This behavior is no different from committing suicide.
“Huh..., we might as well go to the battlefield.”
The young man arranged the alarm equipment near his home, and then got into his bed. He didn’t want to waste his precious Physical strength and energy.
"Papa papa!!"
"Holy shit! What's going on!"
Just when the boy was sleeping soundly, a burst of gunfire suddenly woke him up, and he crawled up all of a sudden. He stood up, and the dagger and musket were instantly in his hands. Although this so-called musket was not as good as the hand-made weapon of the old man on the mountain, it was still possible for killing people at close range.
"Aren't these a gene stealer cult? Why are they making a fuss? Something is wrong..."
The young man opened a gap and observed the situation in the pipe. There are a large number of figures running among them. These people have more or less mutated characteristics on their bodies. They are holding simple automatic guns and are constantly chasing those who are carrying the waste.
"Could it be that the Tyranid fleet is coming? It's over, it's over..., wait, I'm so scared, I just changed places to continue to survive in the wilderness, sleep and sleep..."
The young man looked at the gene stealers. Cultist, he was frightened at first, and then thought about how many times he had died and been reincarnated so many times, and suddenly he felt relieved. Even if the Tyranid fleet really came, he would not be able to escape. Those merchant ships The ship will carry those nobles. There is no way for a bastard like him to get on the ship. Besides, even if he can get on the ship, the Tyranids have a fleet. It is better to let the warrior bugs die in space. It's a pleasure to do it yourself.
The boy looked at the gene-stealer cultists and thought about how to get one of their automatic guns into his own hands. Although they were all hand-made products, they were better than his own. Big steel pipes are good, right? "Bah, bang, bang!"
At this moment, his door was suddenly knocked, and the young man immediately tensed up his nerves. He looked at the room. Men quickly held the knife in his backhand, and then prepared to slowly open the door.
"Hello, hello, young man, do you want to know about our faith? As long as you join our sect, the six-armed God Emperor will protect us."
The young man slowly opened the door, A man with purple skin looked at the boy with a smile. There was a lot of blood on his body, but he smiled like a fine person.
The young man looked at the automatic gun in its hand. He knew that as long as he did not join them, he would definitely be killed by this man. But would he join the gene stealer cult? This is naturally impossible. , he knew very well what the Genestealer Cult was.
These genestealer cultists are a buffet of being deceived. They will not get the so-called salvation. What they will eventually get is a buffet of becoming the Great Devourer, a group of idiots controlled by psychic powers.
"Of course, of course, please come in, I'm very interested in your sect."
The young man looked at the man with a smile, and then moved away, gesturing for the man to come in. The man looked at the young man and didn't think much about it. It didn't think that this 1.6-meter-tall young man could pose any threat to it. It only felt that this The young man was so sensible that he could understand their great teachings of the stars and join them in their great war for the God-Emperor.
"Young man, I..."
Just after the man entered the room, the young man closed the door, then quickly raised his arm, and directly pressed the musket against There was no hesitation in the man's head. He directly pulled the trigger while the man was still stunned by shock.
"Bang!!"
A loud noise resounded through the room, but it was inconspicuous under the gunshots outside the room. After all, various battles were breaking out throughout the bottom nest. No one would pay attention to the sound of gunfire.
"You..."
After the gunshot, a burst of smoke filled the room. The boy looked at the man's head with a big hole opened. This gun did not achieve the effect that a gun should have. Apart from breaking the skin on the man's head, it did not cause fatal injuries to the man. This so-called gun did not have much lethality.
However, after discovering that the power of this gun was not very powerful, the young man responded quickly. In his previous two lives as a mortal auxiliary of the 21st Legion, his combat experience and combat The skills are very rich.
The short knife was inserted into the man's neck, instantly severing his main artery. The blood spurted out like a fountain. The man looked at the boy in horror. The large amount of blood loss had made the man's body unable to function. After regaining his strength, the young man took this opportunity to give the man a few more blows and let him go directly to the subspace.
“The automatic gun, the workmanship is better than the hand-made weapons of Pakistan, but that’s about it.”
The boy was holding the Genestealer's automatic gun. He looked at the weapon and complained in his heart. Compared with the laser guns he used before, this weapon was really rubbish. In the past, he looked at this weapon. He wouldn't even take a glance at it, but now, this thing can save his life. There is a completely different difference between having weapons and not having weapons. He is not an Astartes, he is just a mortal. He must need weapons and equipment. Just fine.
"Huh..., take this opportunity to find a way to leave the bottom nest, and then go to the upper nest to have a look. Maybe you can live comfortably for a few more days."
The young man looked in front of him. After taking away the armor and spare magazines from the corpse, he wore the armor of the Genestealer cultist and blended into the Genestealer team. Anyway, now that the bottom nest is flying, nothing will care. He, an ordinary person, and those pure-blood gene stealers all went to the territory of those gangs, and the other gene stealer cultists did not pay much attention to this ordinary person wearing their fear, and just regarded him as a person who had not yet Just ordinary people who receive blessings from angels.
In the Thackeray galaxy, at its Mandeville point, a huge fleet sailed out of the subspace. After the fleet left the subspace, it went directly to the world of Thackeray.
The fleet soon arrived at the world of Thackeray. After the fleet reached the world of Thackeray, routine scanning began. At the same time, the fleet was divided into two. One fleet was based on the Sun Fortress. With the flagship docked on the planet, the other fleet, mainly the Jingwei-class engineering ships of the First Engineer Regiment, went to various areas of the galaxy and began to deploy a large number of void torpedoes and satellite turrets. These things were all in order to deal with Of the Tyranid fleet.
"What's the situation like on the planet?"
Wang Ming looked at the holographic projection of Thackeray's world. He asked Colonel Radulovich beside him about the scanning situation of this world.
“There are three main hive cities in this world. According to imperial statistics, the population is approximately 175.8 billion people. The ecological environment is semi-desert, with a small amount of forest, and it also has a certain amount of ocean coverage. On the surface, the industrial pollution ahead is very serious. Generally speaking, it is the same as the information in the imperial records."
Colonel Radulovich appeared next to Wang Ming, and after hearing Wang Ming's inquiry. , a holographic projection screen was immediately mobilized. As the text on the holographic projection screen scrolled, Colonel Radulovich also told Wang Ming about the situation of this world. This world was generally the same as what the empire recorded, and Nothing much has changed.
“Well, just to inform you, after we enter the star port and berth, we will go directly to the surface of the planet to prepare the engineering corps of the Mortal Auxiliary Army. When we land, we will start engineering construction in the wilderness outside the hive. And preparing the troops for battle, the Genestealer Cult of this world.”
Wang Ming listened to Colonel Radulovich's words. After he quickly analyzed the situation in the world, Wang Ming issued an order to Colonel Radulovich. The situation in this world itself was definitely not going to be good. As a In a world that is on the road to the Great Devouring, the arrival of the Great Devouring will definitely cause the genestealer cult in this world to riot.
Gene Stealer Cult, the impact caused by this kind of thing is very troublesome. The trouble is not their combat effectiveness. Although the Gene Stealer Cult’s combat effectiveness is also very powerful, the most troublesome thing is its pervasive pollution. , whether it is the bottom nest or the upper nest, it will be contaminated by gene stealers. There may be fewer in the upper nest, but those few have more or less powerful people, and their impact is sometimes greater than those in the bottom nest. Genestealers are even bigger.
(End of this chapter)