Chapter 50 Good News and Bad News
Destiny Steel
Special Interrogation Room
[Ahem, then, I have good news and bad news now, Perturabo baby, which one do you want to hear first? 】
The border collie stared gloomily at Lamizane. The latter's eyes avoided the dog's death gaze and unconsciously drifted towards the flying hair on the border collie's head.
[I don’t see any situation that can be considered good news at this time. We have only been in the interrogation room for nine minutes from beginning to end, and most of the people on the Iron Blood except for the last words issued by Aharin I had no idea what was going on except for the orders. 】
Perturabo's claw-tip nails clicked anxiously across the input device, [Even my stupidest son can smell the smell of conspiracy and the Changer. And I——! 】
The angry roar of the black and white long-haired dog echoed in the interrogation room, "Woof ho—! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Oh!! (I don't believe you haven't forgotten it!" Send the order! I have to wait here stupidly for my soldiers to send me a helmet before I can go out! Your respect and obedience to a Primarch! Where? )"
The roar echoed in the room, and Aharin lowered his head respectfully. He was asked to keep an eye on the unlocked door at the door to prevent any shady people or Something not human burst in—he was trying his best to imagine himself as the inanimate door itself.
Thank God, I don’t understand.
he thought.
【Well, cough, okay, it looks like you want to know the good news! Then let me tell you the good news first. The good news is that I have just contacted Captain Walter. He reported that most areas of the Iron Blood are currently normal, and there are no problems with the route. The remaining Iron Ring Marines and Thousand Sons Wizards , Ultramarines, and the 10th Company are basically staying in their residences, the crews are in their respective places, and the Iron Blood is still under our control. 】
【Most? basically? 】The Contemptor with the head of a black and white dog fearlessly approached his original body, and the dog's head stared at the opponent from bottom to top.
【Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh so cute, this angle, this look...cough! no! Ah, most of it means, um, there seems to be some exchange of fire at the door of the pharmacist's workshop... Due to the fog and damage to the sensor, we can only vaguely judge that a firefight occurred, um, that's it, and then, um ...]
[If you don’t want to make my anger even more intense, being vague is the worst choice. You’d better finish the rest of the news in one breath. 】
[Well, that’s right, the first thing is that all but two of the Iron Warriors we brought from Medlengard participated in the attack on the pharmacist’s workshop; the second thing is that Parogov One person defended it; the third thing, Julius ran to support them privately, and after the interference was lifted, a large number of overlapping psychic communications from him were received; the fourth thing, all the wounded are now being treated. . I'm done. 】
【I——want——to——make——them——all——into——macro——cannon——cannon——ball——! ! ! ! ! ! 】
Suddenly all the living creatures on this huge ship trembled slightly because of some strange feeling.
The Raven Guard is still hanging there quietly, the brainwashing process going on step by step, aloof from anything.
Where no one noticed, the mark of a tattoo slowly emerged from the depths of his muscles.
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Destiny Steel
Pharmacist's Workroom
The floor is full of dragged medical equipment, tangled cables, disinfectants, and pungent smell The smell of medicine, culture fluid, blood, and a strange organic mixture of burnt flesh and sawed or ground bones.
Honso - Wearing only half of his power armor and a medical auspicious device, exposing the side of his body where he lost his arm, he was energetically inspecting the wounded in each medical cabin and hospital bed.
When he reached a specific medical cabin, he stopped and looked at the name and corresponding medical records again. A smile appeared on his face.
Hong Suo reached out and pressed the button to open the hatch cover. After a warning sound, what appeared inside was Dassadra, who had almost become a collection of various drug nutrition pipelines and biological servo relay interfaces.
"Good day, Dasadra, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
The other party's eyes rolled, Recovering from sedatives.
"The good news is that you all fainted at the door of my workshop. Although you bastards almost ruined the place, luckily there was no big problem in the medical room, so you all were able to get very timely rescue. Dear Tes ." Honso said slowly, each word pronounced very clearly, and it even sounded almost elegant.
“You should thank my lovely little apprentice and his friends for their timely treatment.”
“Say thank you to Rogal Dorn?” The latter spit out the tube in his mouth , and then spat at him with all his strength, a mouthful of bloody spittle, which landed on the sheets, burning the sheets and mattress together into a sizzling black hole. "You bastard! You traitor!"
"Although I don't know why you are all so excited, it is obvious that this is the Iron Blood, and we do not have Rogal Dorn here. About your collective I have contracted chaos hysteria, opened fire in the Iron-Blooded, attacked my companions, and suspected rebellion. I will report the situation to my father, the Lord of Iron, truthfully."
The smile of the half-blood potion master became more and more cheerful. , "Obviously, the long days in the Eye of Terror have destroyed the will and spirit of most of you. The steel has been rusted. The Iron Lord may need some new furnaces and anvils to hammer out new steel."
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"You just want to rise to the top and kill all the competitors! Do you think our wise father will believe your unfounded slander?!"
"Oh, Dasadra, don't worry, listen to this My words. The bad news is that due to the chaos, and we only have two pharmacists and one priest apprentice, it is very normal to have no time to check carefully during the rescue. You see, we use... I don’t know whose seeds are left in the spare tank to cultivate experimental organs. ——Oh, don’t worry, my dear brother, it’s the same for all of you, not just you.”
"What do you mean?!" Dasadra's voice had never been so panicked and inflected since he was an eight-year-old child.
"It means that we are all hybrids now. Dear Dassadra, you may now be a powerful hybrid with the genes of the Iron Warriors, the Imperial Fists and the Ultramarines. - Chaos - Space Marine."
Honso grinned, his steel-colored and white teeth reflecting each other under the shadowless lamp.
Dassadra felt dizzy.
The other person also felt dizzy.
Gua...
Finished on time——
Thanks for the support——
(The joints are so sore)
In addition, the leader would like to thank you for updating the 11th version - no, it will be there when it gets better!
(Forgot to press the scream to publish (fortunately I remembered it))
(End of this chapter)