Chapter 31 彳亍 (Thanks for the additional chapter)
Destiny Steel
Chapter Leader’s Office
“So are you sure this is a clear omen?”< br>
Lami Zane sat behind his desk, and Perturabo was not beside him now.
The Demon Primarch of the Border Collie was locking himself in the next room, busy controlling the servitors through sensors and monitoring equipment to instill the true spirit of the Iron Warriors into the young men of the Tenth Company.
The Chapter Leader took a look at the surveillance screen and decided not to disturb the original soul's happy game time for the time being.
Sitting opposite Lamizane was Emmenut, the think tank director and prophet of this battle group.
"I am very sure, my lord." The Thousand Sons Supreme Wizard replied in a somewhat erratic tone, with some psychic echo still remaining in his eyes.
“As soon as I discovered this mysterious omen, I didn’t even have a good dinner, so I immediately used nine rituals, nine verifications, and consulted ninety-nine different divination books to interpret it. ! I am convinced that this result is clear and clear. My opinion is that you should pay attention to it immediately and take necessary measures. ”
"Sir of Magnus, why do your words of advice sound so harsh?"
Lami Zane, who was sitting in front of him, was still safely protected by the LOGOS power armor because he needed to meet other people. Due to the relationship, the camouflage force field generator on his power armor is operating, making him look unusually tall from the perspective of others, but it is still within the range that other known Space Marines can reach.
At the same time, the camouflage force field also changed the style details of his armor, making this special Terminator power armor look like some kind of refined and improved model of the Iron Cavalry Terminator.
On the contrary, there was no obvious change in his face, because just a core was changed inside, and everything looked very different.
Many cables and servo plugs were sorted and tied into a bunch. Those that were too exaggerated or too obvious were also reintegrated. The black eyes showed a touch of blue, as if they were illuminated by light. Black moonstone represents pain, hatred, jealousy, unwillingness and revenge. Most of the distortions and wrinkles caused by various emotions have disappeared, and human expressions have reappeared on this face, restoring it to some of its former glory. The creator's sensitivity and a slightly exotic nobility.
The Sorcerer Supreme thought in a daze, when they first met, was the blue part of the Iron King's irises so obvious?
The Chapter Leader picked up the coffee cup and took a sip.
"So, we may now have to use your (he used the emphasis here) divination results to conduct a big game hunt within the ship."
He picked up the scroll and the data pad. , glanced at it, and the data stream formed by the automatic scanning began to be fed back from the analysis unit to his retina.
"Perturabo? Perturabo! Pepe? Perturabo baby?!"
"What's the matter! Mortal! You told me not to call me that!...And I'm not free now!"
"...Isn't you very good at real-time synchronized multi-line analysis and micro-operation warfare on large battlefields? Isshin It's not a problem for you to use it more."
"The brain of this four-legged and hairy creature is not strong enough to support what I did before."
The dog's voice sounded. There is a kind of calmness after repeated attempts and multiple failures, "After forced overload, it will automatically enter an unspeakable state... Don't talk about this, anyway, you know it won't work. So what's the matter?"
"Look at this report from our 'prophet'."
"Prophet? I thought that was the rhetoric we used to fool all the foolish and loyal people. It really worked. I didn't expect it, huh." Bian Mu's tone sounded like he was ridiculing "Stupid humans" "Ah" in an accent, "And I want to remind you first that the source of the corruption of the 15th Legion is the ever-changing Demonic Bird God. Eight and a half of the nine sentences that the flat-haired... thing said or revealed were prophecies. It’s false, and there’s even a half of it that may be true. Who would believe it?”
“Your good brother will believe it...” The body of the fourth original body is at this moment. Some memory fragments of Gu Terra's Forty Thousand Rumors suddenly appeared in his mind at an inappropriate time, "Okay, take a look at the contents of this report, and then think about whether we should take measures based on it, and what specific measures should be taken. How to implement it? "
Gou stopped the armed trainer servitor he was controlling, replaced it with a team of self-disciplined iron ring robots, and switched to the "Imperial Fist Action Model Analysis" teaching mode.
Then he moved his claws like the wind, tapping the input device quickly and announced to the training ground of the Tenth Company [The next training is a random battle royale, whoever is knocked down first will be the next one] He is not allowed to participate in gang jumping simulation training and will be punished by having to do hard labor for me for ten days! ha! You are a bunch of vain brats! Enjoy! ! After the explanation, Dafa Mercifully helped the mortals read the report.
"Hmm...I see, this is not a vague and ambiguous omen that needs to be interpreted. It is no different from telling everyone clearly...just like this, he has checked it over and over again so many times?"
"Yes." Lamizane's tone contained the comfort of mutual understanding between scumbag students.
"彳亍." The dog sighed helplessly from his nose, "It's exactly the same as ten thousand years ago, (Gothic expletive) (some vague curse), in the end only I can And I’m the only one working. Okay, listen, there are only these living people on the ship anyway. You can block the unmanned area first, put it into vacuum mode, and then go and summon..."
Next This is the time for Lamizane to play tricks.
The Iron Warriors, who were summoned, led by their old commanders, and reorganized according to the model of the glorious era ten thousand years ago, reacted to the final purge of the ship - visible to the naked eye. Jubilant and very uplifted, even the Thousand Sons didn't seem to mind that they were sent to go with them.
"Head of all brothers, we are steel!! Brothers! This time we must catch this hateful intruder for our genetic father!"
"Off with his head! Off with him! Get off his head!" Someone roared and waved the chain ax excitedly, his mechanical arm swinging behind him.
“It’s really uncreative.” Honso and his apprentice stood in the crowd. The two of them were sent to ensure the smooth progress of battlefield first aid and the collection of gene seeds-if there is that precious If given the opportunity, "Some... people's demands are always so direct."
Honso's apprentice was still standing there quietly. His teacher had warned him long ago that although the monastery mothership was Well-maintained, but due to lengthy expeditions, high-intensity brutal battles, and seeing too many things that human eyes should never see, some veterans will develop unusual problems of varying degrees, but all are protected by the Chapter Master. and the supervision of the think tank director, so there is no need to worry too much.
Parogov even personally treated a veteran who had been parasitized by demons under the guidance of Honso. It was indeed a very bad situation, and he was very happy that he could help, but Before the other party entered anesthesia, the look in his eyes was too intense... and he had to immediately increase the amount of anesthetic.
A roar from the breastplate loudspeaker pulled the apothecary apprentice from his thoughts.
"Let us begin! For my lord! Hunt this wandering black crow!"
The think tank director took the lead and raised his staff.
Quack!
Have everyone finished dinner? I can finally start eating [you]
Hee, I didn’t expect it. In fact, I should have guessed it by now
(End of this chapter)