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Chapter 424 There are chicken thieves everywhere
An Siyong shouted in the communication channel. The situation in front of him was very strange. The opponent's defense force was called a suicide attack. We must be close to the core facility!
Yifeng's order is still the same: "Retreat."
Just kidding, the First Expeditionary Force is right behind us. You said we are evenly matched with the Dark Angels in collecting supplies, but when it comes to cleaning up the aliens, the Dark Angels are not only cleaner, but also faster than us.
So what are we going to do?
Remember to grab a ship for Priest No. 9. Remember, the priest went out on an exploration mission. When he came back, the forging world was taken over by chicken thieves. Do you understand?
Ans gritted his teeth and looked at the surge of psychic energy around him. The enemy's powerful psychics were hidden somewhere. No, this was the Forging World. Maybe some outrageous psychic weapon was now in operation.
"Retreat, alternate cover. Those terminators, use psychic bombs instead!"
Just as Ans finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck, and the barrel-thick thunder blasted away the heavy adamantine armor. Others thought it was the bombardment of a light spear.
Only 30% of the anti-psionic power could not quickly absorb such a huge amount of psychic energy. This bombardment completely melted the red paint on the front of Ansi's armor. Under the scorching power, even the fine gold showed signs of melting. The force that penetrated the armor directly bypassed the second defense of the servo system and acted on Ans along the connection between the black carapace and the armor.
Ans immediately fell to the ground. The red paint that represented the status of a veteran was gone (in order to save money, the new batch of armors decided to use the emblem instead of the nano paint). Ans's whole body was charred and black, and his body was abnormal. Trembling, the most important thing is...
The thick hair that characterizes the wolf brothers... is now all burned off!
Ans was "squirming" on the ground with difficulty. The system of the adamantine armor shut down after the powerful electric shock. He didn't know if it could be restarted.
The other brothers first heard the retreat order, and then saw Ans being knocked down. They immediately held the injured company commander on the left and right, and quickly retreated towards the termite-class drilling rig. The fire brigade boarded the robbed under the cover of cross fire. The enemy supply vehicles came and began to retreat.
The fire brigade did not hesitate at all. After some digging, they found special energy tubes on several transport trucks. We don’t know what they are, but according to Omnisiah’s first law, the power of its explosion must be greater than Larger for normal use.
After roughly looking at it, the technician determined that it was an ion plasma energy source, so he strapped on a delay grenade and threw one on the ground.
On the moving transport vehicle, several small heads of force feedback armors popped out and fired laser bombs continuously. A group of gene stealers from behind quickly chased after them. They were about to catch up when suddenly a thick and round pillar emerged from behind. The car fell out and bounced on the ground a few times before becoming motionless.
The chicken thieves ignored it, thinking that it was just the cargo falling due to the bumps. Then, a plasma pool with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared out of thin air, blocking the passage of all the chicken thieves.
The retreating soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and the technicians were now red-faced, as excited as if they had discovered a new world.
Mortal mechanical apprentices and a mechanical priest are also in the fire brigade, but they are basically not responsible for fighting. They are mainly responsible for confirming the types of supplies in front of them, and they are equipped with few weapons.
Ans retreated to the surface while swaying. The surrounding environment had been destroyed by countless exhaust gases and chemical leaks. The adamantine warriors tried to take off his helmet, but only he knew how to take off the helmet. It was a set of It is not a complicated process but it must be precise.
Ans woke up, his eyepieces were full of cracks, and a small flow of air passed through them, slightly cooling his charred body.
He opened his mouth and told the soldiers not to take off their armor until they returned to the flagship, and then passed out completely.
A few days later, Ans woke up and briefly transformed into a Luna Wolf. He had to live with a bald head until his hair grew back.
The troops of Red Torrent completed another mission with strict strategic execution capabilities, and of course, left a little gift for the gene stealers.
The next day, the Dark Angel's army accurately jumped into this world, and found several huge arrows made of debris in the fire, pointing to the ascension platform and the tunnel to enter.
Moreover, the colors of the flames are different. After mixing a large number of special elements, the flames appear faint green. The fire is not strong, but it is difficult to clean and extinguish.
You can see it clearly from low Earth orbit.
This apparent strangeness prompted Azrael to order the troops sent down.
ha? Still going on if something is wrong?
Nonsense, the Astartes are here to solve weird problems. If I don’t go with them, who will?
So...
A large part of the Dark Angel's power is left here. Azmodai supports the extermination order, but Azrael can now say that he can dominate the sky here. He believes that the geographical location here is important and the human world needs this world, so this The world must be recovered.
The power of the Imperial Navy gradually took the leading role in the pursuit force. Azrael's order was for them to report the movements of the Red Torrent at all times. Other expeditionary forces had already set off to blockade the rebel force and wait for the encirclement. Attack with all your might.
The Agricultural World, the Paradise World, the Holy Land World, and the Forging World. It seemed that the People's Light had only plundered four star systems with its fleet, but the Fengyun-class battleships that had been sent out had spread this large-scale rebellion to several star sectors. .
Yifeng is still commanding the fleet to move closer to the place where the Alpha Legion last announced its appearance. He wants to see what these guys are going to do.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Anyway, we are all rebels. I am also followed by the Dark Angel. If you act like a monster, we will have a big fight.
I'll show you what it means for the Omega to blast the Son of Omega.
During the ten years of rebellion here in Yifeng, the two Glory Queens have also been repaired for ten years. In the words of Tie Shou, a lot of equipment needs to be re-blessed. In order to speed up the progress, they directly smeared the blood of loyal people on the battleships. This This method may seem chaotic, but it is actually very common within the empire.
For example, the Gray Knight's psychic bombs are made in a way that involves using the blood of an upright person and killing him without his knowledge for blessing, so that one life can be used to create a bomb.
The number of lives consumed by the ship every day is unacceptable. Of course, Yifeng always believes that these iron men should have discovered some of the technologies we installed in the early maintenance and removed them if there were any problems. This time it is almost demolished. The large-scale dismantling of blessings and the cover-up of "confiscation of heretical equipment" are relatively large.
The fleet approached an empire's fortress world. After going around, it was a prosperous hive world, a prosperous world at the level of a star district capital.
Yifeng ordered the fleet to make a fierce attack posture and attack the imperial fortress, pretending to break through the fortress and capture the hive world. In fact, the reconnaissance force suddenly turned and explored a narrow subspace road. According to records, it led directly to a distant place. Galaxy Point was discovered by a powerful fleet of Rogue Traders.
If nothing else goes wrong, after arriving, you can walk two galaxies from the real world to get around the Alpha Legion.
The large-scale interspersion in the galaxy is too complicated, with countless subspace channels and real channels overlapping each other, old information and constantly moving pursuers.
Finding a way to reach the Sanctuary of the Sun is really taxing.
Yifeng wants to leave this armor and this suffocating anti-psychic power. These tasks should be handed over to the think tank, the person with the fastest thinking.
The wind of Chogoris could not blow on his face, and the starlight surrounding the Milky Way could not find Yifeng's shadow. Only loneliness and solitude would accompany him forever.
In this world, there are only two people who still remember the vitality of the 3K era, one is him and the other is the Emperor.
As his thoughts drifted further and further, Anos was shaken. In the ecological transformation device below, the device that created the oceans and mountains was successfully repaired and resumed operation.
This news was sent directly to Yifeng by the technology boss of the Forbidden Army, which brought his thoughts back to reality.
“If we were operating at full capacity now, how long would it take to transform a world into a Gaian world (the most habitable world for survival)?”
"At Terra's size, that's about a year."
After the Forbidden Army answered this sentence, they disconnected the communication. Yifeng cheered up and realized that he was almost successful. He was almost successful.
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Guilliman lives on Terra, fulfills the duties of regent, and commands the expeditionary army from all over the world from the place where mankind originated...
That’s what the record says anyway.
As for the real situation...
Ms. Euton is now losing her hair severely. The Ultramarines think tank has no hair. The psyker advisors and mortal advisors are extremely busy...
I am wise, powerful, capable and unparalleled in the world. I know people, I am kind and responsible, I am discerning, I am diligent, I love my people, I love taking baths and I am the Primarch Robert Guilliman who must be the first to fight... I rush forward again!
The genestealers on Terra have not yet been wiped out by the Custodes. Guilliman personally donned armor and went out secretly, selecting an elite victorious army to form a hunting team, which went deep into the hive city and shuttled deep into Terra's intricate urban complex.
Terra must ensure the safety of Terra. All merchant ships sailing into Terra are closely monitored, and the inquisitors are even asked to search the lower decks in person to confirm everyone's loyalty before they are released.
The genestealers were not caught very much, and the mutants killed quite a few.
After eliminating foreign invasion, Guilliman began to concentrate on annihilating the genestealers on Terra.
The original body found traces of the enemy in the bottom nest at the bottom of the dry Pacific area. Their speed was so fast that the Ultramarines only saw vague shadows, and the enemy disappeared into the passage.
The Ever Victorious Army had no doubt that this must be an enemy whose speed was faster than they, century-old veterans, could perceive. The elites of the Assassin Court were not completely sure either.
Titus felt embarrassed about letting the original body enter such an area in danger. There were roughly two routes that Guilliman could take. One was to crawl in from the narrow official cargo channel while lying on his stomach, while also demolishing the obstacles blocking the way. equipment, and the other is from the large, smelly sewer sewage system.
And going from top to bottom, the domestic wastewater of the residents living above poured down from the head of the original body.
It's so shitty.
Especially a few minutes ago, Guilliman frantically proposed entering this area without wearing armor to improve combat efficiency in such a small area.
Alpharius was completely indifferent. This was one of the areas where he was best at fighting. However, with Titus on the side, it was really inconvenient. He had to find a way to separate himself from the original bodyguards.
"Titus, we entered from inside the pipe. Sage Caul has done a great job in repairing the Armor of Hope, and the Wings of Despair can also be completely retracted. This environment is simply heaven compared to the death world we once fought."
Alpharius silently thought about Mortarion in his heart.
Titus accepted the proposal and prepared to take action, but Guilliman stopped him, "We need a feint attack force. The Imperial Army is encircling the other side. I want you to lead all the victorious troops to descend from the upper passage, attracting enemy's attention."
"Father, protecting your safety is our first responsibility."
The victorious army tried to stop his genetic father. The original body wanted to severely reprimand Titus, but looking at the ax in his hand, he couldn't help but think of Hill, his favorite son back then. Alpharius didn't know either. Why relented and decided to take Titus with him.
Maybe it was a hint from the Emperor, he thought.
It's simply unacceptable that aliens still exist on Terra.
Other members of the Ever-Victorious Army are still dissatisfied. The current situation is that as long as the original body is willing, what kind of feint attack can assist the attack?
The Astartes army could be summoned for a full-scale attack at any time.
One of the candidates for a representative of the Inquisition requested to join the Primarch's operations.
The ancient being of the Tribunal is a controllable Alpha Plus psyker, a true pillar of the empire. Some people suspect that they have the secret method to advance psykers, or that the oldest Inquisitor is the Eternal One. He has never been dead and continues to lead the Inquisition under a pseudonym. Otherwise, why would almost all the previous leaders of the Inquisition be controlled Alpha plus level psykers?
The candidate who applied to join was an Alpha-level psyker, the only high-ranking official who knew that there were chicken thieves here. His apprentice died during the reconnaissance of the chicken thieves.
Guilliman agreed to his plan, and the three-man team thus formed barely satisfied the victorious army. Titus carried a teleportation beacon on his back, keeping a Terminator team on standby for support.
Both the Primarch and Titus were wearing battle armor and were able to navigate the waterways with ease. The Inquisitor erected a psychic barrier and tried to envelop the Primarch within it.
"Stop your actions, Judge Besk. This can easily make the enemy alert. Don't underestimate the enemy."
Guilliman seized upon a foul-smelling mass of silk that might have once been a noble dress, but was now just a mass of trash.
The Primarch wrapped himself in garbage, bundled with rotting leather and silk, and Titus did the same.
Under the wishes of the original body and the strong desire for revenge, Judge Besk gritted his teeth and directly disbanded the psychic shield. He did it even more simply and decisively, using flesh and blood psychic energy to smash his body into pieces, disguised as a rotten corpse. Corpses, adrift.
The three of them had passed the frequently maintained area. The sewer maintenance path below gradually narrowed. Rusted and broken iron paths could be seen everywhere, and finally turned into several protruding iron rods inserted into the pipe wall.
All the way down, after experiencing violent ups and downs that would drown an ordinary person thousands of times (actually it was the Inquisitor who was up and down), the flow gradually slowed down and they entered a wide, damp and dark area.
The Genestealers are deeper, and their sense of smell is very sensitive, so they will choose an area as far away from the sewage outlet as possible as their nest.
Titus climbed to the shore, and the ancient road was severely eroded. The weight of the Astartes stepped on it, and a footprint appeared.
Guilliman swam further away and retrieved the Inquisitor's body.
He died so unwillingly that Guilliman had a moment of doubt as to whether he was really dead.
The body held by the original body's hands began to squirm, and the severe corrosiveness of the liquid damaged the Inquisitor's clothes. At this time, the Inquisitor's body was completely repaired, and the flesh and blood remained intact after a few squirms.
Only the white buttocks were exposed, which was incompatible with the dirty sewer.
Inquisitor Besk made a gesture, remember me, before his body began to undergo unimaginable changes.
He gained weight, his spine protruded, and new arms sprouted from his body...
He took on the appearance of a pure-blood chicken thief, with just a few subtle differences deliberately left to remind the Primarch and Titus that he was a friendly force.
Just when Titus was about to lament the power of Alpha-level flesh psykers, the Inquisitor exuded the unique smell of a chicken thief. He had studied this group of enemies too much, and the flesh psykers' simulation of biotin was absolute. , except that it cannot connect to the chicken thief's psychic communication network, everything else can be completely simulated.
The power of the flesh psyker didn't stop there. The Inquisitor caught a rodent. It struggled, its internal organs were displaced, and all its organs were growing wildly. Soon, the animal became his Flesh Scout Golem.
The Inquisitor is not psychic, he cannot control the mind of an animal, but a type of biological poison organ is generated in its body. After completing the purpose set by him, such as encountering extreme fear caused by extremely large creatures, it will emit poison. , forcing it to come to find the judge.
The chances of such small rodents escaping from the Genestealers were slim, so the Inquisitors hunted them down as they went.
Guilliman's expression remained normal, still thinking about how to get rid of these two men. Titus silently lamented that the power of psychic powers was unreasonable.
The Inquisitor's psychic ability cannot detect the surrounding environment, but he can sense the heart rate, breathing, and blood flow of surrounding creatures...
So he can always spot the poor little rodents in advance.
After walking for a while, the road in front of them became wider. The inquisitor used sign language to communicate, "There should be many mutants here. Traces of life existed a long time ago, but now they have disappeared. Gene stealers really are not picky about their food." "
These stinky sewage may be the only source of living supplies for these mutants. If this was any other normal nest, this sewer outlet would pull up a tattered giant net, and gangs formed by mutants or exiled slaves would control this place. , and even fight over the right to collect here.
There is nothing here now.
The darkness stretches as far as the eye can see.
Gradually, dim lights appeared in front, and a kind of mushroom grew on the putrid soil. It was a kind of strong food, one of the few that can be grown in this sewer world. Judging from the degree of desolation here, it was about It has been uninhabited for decades.
"They just moved here recently. The previous encirclement and suppression by the Forbidden Army was very effective... In other words, missing a few survivors is a shame for the Wanfu Regiment."
"There are three exits here." Guilliman interrupted the Inquisitor. The original body's vision was stronger. He had already seen the fork in the road ahead. That was a good opportunity.
"Divide the troops into three directions, and I will take the largest." This suggestion soon aroused the firm opposition of Titus, who refused to leave the Primarch alone.
Alpharius kind of kicked him into a sewer. Guilliman was very pleased, but patiently tried to persuade Titus.
The Inquisitor looked embarrassed. The current situation was more complicated than he imagined. The passages to Terra's bottom nest were so confusing. It should be simple. It was full of unexcavated passages and new layer buildings being constructed. Gene After killing a large number of bottom gangsters, the thieves built their own special fortifications.
If the three of them could reach the heart of the enemy before the feint force engaged in a large-scale battle with the enemy, there would be no time to argue here.
"My heart tells me the answer. I need to go in the direction guided by God. I asked a prophecy judge before setting off. Everything follows the will of the regent."
Because of these words, the Inquisitor was pressed against his neck by the power sword drawn by Titus.
Of course, he is not afraid. As long as his brain doesn't explode, he will be immortal. If his neck is made into marinade, he can grow back.
"Calm down, monk." The judge's spiritual energy actually flowed directly into Titus' body, soothing his violently beating heart.
Don't get close to flesh-and-blood psykers; they can control your body at any time.
The Primarch grabbed Titus' blade with one hand and slowly lowered it.
"Do as I say, no time for small talk, take action."
The original body ran quickly. Such a huge body did not make a sound, not even a slight vibration. The Inquisitor also took action, flicking a small gap on the genestealer's head, signaling Titus not to kill me accidentally if he saw it. Oh~~
Hey, you can't kill me either.
Titus glared at the Inquisitor fiercely, then looked in the direction of Guilliman, but there was no trace of the original body.
Whether Guilliman wanted the Guard or not was entirely up to him. There was no way the Primaris warriors could keep up with the Primarch.
As Alpharius ran, he disassembled the excess equipment and threw it aside. Assassins did not need so many useless fancy parts, and Caul's personal interests had no effect on the mission.
Assassinate, assassinate the biggest gene stealer.