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Chapter 400 Hatutan
"Don't worry, this is the purest Huluk tribe product. Don't you believe it? There is still soil from the Huluk-3 satellite on it."
Ha Tutan, the Rogue Trader, took a sip of tea. Next to him, a maid with almost no clothes was dancing. These aliens are really difficult to communicate with. They actually use body language. I really can't figure out how their long-distance communication is done. .
The woman struggled to twist, and the multi-jointed alien made simple movements, but she had to endure great pain.
Due to the different body structure, it took the alien in front of him some time to understand what the Rogue Trader meant.
Their arms with several joints squirmed and pulled out pieces of "jade" from under the skin. They looked smooth and warm, with a slight blue tint in the snow-white color.
The Rogue Trader was a little disgusted. This thing was basically equivalent to a strange-shaped kidney stone...if that organ was a kidney.
He wiggled his fingers, and the maid came forward and knelt down to catch these "jade stones."
The alien misunderstood and immediately waved its sharp limbs, and a series of blood drops filled the sky.
The Rogue Trader was very angry, "This is not goods! Damn the slave society,"
The maid screamed, blood pouring into her throat, and her voice gradually became weak and difficult to distinguish. She looked at the elegant Rogue Trader with pleading eyes. He roared with red face and shouted for his guard and another translator.
The main guns of the battleships in the sky began to rotate, and the situation was about to break out.
She sadly discovered that no doctor or medicine was delivered, only Khatutan's protest.
His anger is just to gain more benefits instead of saving her.
At the last moment of her life, she only saw the alien throwing something again. It was too blurry to see clearly. The enemy's sharp blade slit her throat and began to tear and eat her flesh and blood.
Hatutan didn't care. The current situation was not as optimistic as these ignorant aliens imagined.
They have no idea what the human empire's super-large expedition fleet is.
He was able to sell the source of the goods, and the Huluk aliens were much smarter. When he got there and wanted to sell some information on the scale and general route of the human empire's expeditionary force, he found that the Huluk tribe had already disappeared without a trace. .
The monk is still there after running away.
There are always some things that are given up and taken away because they are too difficult to transport. Hatutan was not polite and took them all as if they were scrapping the ground.
Including some built fortresses, he dug up the foundations, just smashed them to the ground, and then let these guys who don't know the heights of the sky stick to the ground with the mucus they spit out.
Anyway, they are very confident in the strength of the mucus they spit out.
Hehe, other battle groups are fine. The Iron Hands Expeditionary Force, not to mention the fortress, the mainland has the ability to blow it down for you.
Hatutan took one last look at the maid who had turned into a skeleton. It was a pity that she had chosen the wrong profession.
These aliens who choose to resist will be destroyed, and your translation will be of no use.
This is inevitable. Only rare things can be sold at a good price. After he drains most of the alien "kidney stones" on this planet, they must be destroyed.
Things are rare and valuable, so that the goods in hand can be sold at a high price.
What's more, the location information of this planet can also be sold. Some generals who rely on large-scale fleet expeditions to gain some qualifications and military exploits like this kind of world best, and are very willing to spend money to buy information from them.
How much information can the reconnaissance team find? Shouldn’t the expedition rely on local snakes who have been here for hundreds of years to provide specific information?
He left with a large collection of "kidney stones," which were cumbersome but not expensive to transport. Among the many special-shaped products, only these "kidney stones" can be considered useful.
Don't think about materials and war intensity. None of them can match the mainstream races in the galaxy. This thing is just for the nobles to play with, and it is paired with a made-up history.
Each jade stone is produced in the body of a powerful, noble and cherished alien. They will only condense one such jade stone in their lifetime. Unfortunately, they have been destroyed.
What is sold to you is a certain noble, a certain king or a princess, or it is taken from their ancient sacrificial places and has been cultivated and worshiped for thousands of years.
Those rich aristocrats like this kind of stuff. As long as the story is well written and spread widely enough, the price will naturally rise.
Khatutan decided to meet up with some of his old partners first. They are all bigwigs in the aristocratic and wealthy circles.
Give them a few pieces of jade, and then just need these people to "show off" this precious jade to other big guys who are invited to your home, and then big sellers will naturally come to your door.
Didn’t he just set the price at will?
Because it is given away for free, those cooperating big guys will naturally have to work hard to raise the price of the jade, and then sell it themselves. Wouldn't it be a lot of money in vain?
In Hatutan's memory, the richest person he got was an old man with a high position in the ancient navigator family. It was just a piece of goods. The price offered by him could not only make up for the cost of his entire operation. You can also buy several more ships.
He also took the opportunity to cooperate with the navigator family, and some powerful navigators joined so that the rogue fleet could reach its destination more safely.
After sorting out his emotions for a while, he captured an alien infiltrator from the empty warehouse on the battleship. It seemed that the aliens below were not of the same mind. Some madmen were firm supporters of the theory of excluding all alien races.
"Today is a good day. Let's start the banquet and let the chef open the can of ant bull."
Hatutan was happy, but the alarms of all the battleships sounded, and a huge Astartes fleet rushed into the system.
In a panic, Hatutan ordered the fleet to send a peace signal to signal the other party not to fire, and at the same time asked everyone to hide a heretical gadget.
"Damn, the expeditionary force came so fast? I knew it was impossible to stagnate the front. There must be a big plan."
The Rogue Traders asked the Astropaths to send out a signal requesting support. Although they were close at hand, they had to use the Astropaths. This was a matter of attitude. We were calling for support from the entire star region.
Khatutan calmed down and put on an Imperial war command uniform. It was necessary to remain in awe of the Astartes fleet. The observation post he left on the planet became a life-saving straw.
There were only three representatives of the Astartes, and not long after the two sides came into contact, several Terminators boarded the ship.
The well-informed Rogue Trader knew what the terminator meant. There was once news about the "acquisition" by the Chaos Warband. The price was simply ridiculously high. It was so high that Hatutan felt that the traitors would not really pay the money, so he just casually Fill in the reward number.
Hatutan saluted the leading Terminator warrior with an eagle salute and said in the loudest voice: "The 46th generation of the Hatutan family was recruited by the Military Affairs Department of the Cold Wind Sector in the Taiping Star Region to serve for the expeditionary force. Former enemy reconnaissance mission, please give instructions!”
Hatutan has already prepared for it. How can he hang out here without some official connections? All formalities and certificates are complete. He is a second-rate dealer.
Sometimes, you will encounter smarter aliens and pay some hush money to prevent yourself from passing on the location of their home planet to the empire.
"Current mission progress."
"Replying to the angel," he glanced at the battle group mark and couldn't remember which battle group it was for a moment, "We discovered an alien world. After a short investigation, we confirmed that their intelligence has exceeded the standards of animal husbandry and their military strength is impressive. , we sent out the signal in accordance with the regulations, waiting for the rendezvous with the expeditionary force, and blocked the entire galaxy before then to ensure that no fish slipped through the net. At present, the signal has just been sent out, and the fleet is deploying its formation. "
"They didn't attack you? An enemy of this strength needs the support of the expeditionary force? Isn't this a waste of military power?"
He couldn't bear the angel's blame, so Hatutan immediately moved out of the reconnaissance point he had set up here.
The concealment is a bit sloppy, but it does not delay the gesture he shows.
The few agents who were having a good time were preparing to eat and drink for a few months, wait for the imperial fleet to arrive, provide guidance, and then receive the reward for their reconnaissance... Ah, the materials for the follow-up mission, but they were suddenly informed. The infiltration mission was launched urgently.
I was very busy all of a sudden.
A thinker came to this place, bringing with him a psyker.
Outlet hated coming to the treasure site in person, even though it would make his treasure hunting predictions more accurate.
Whether it is loyal or not, I only know after searching.
We are experts in searching for treasures.
Hatutan looked ugly and thought that the Terminators were the big shots coming to negotiate, but he didn't expect that they were the advance team.
Large numbers of new recruits came to this ship, and several other transport barges also looked similar.
Hatutan nodded and bowed. In fact, with a hook of his finger, he had adjusted the angle of the diamond ring on his finger and twisted the diamond half a turn.
My goods are well hidden so they won't be discovered.
"Report, found goods in the first volume of the Rare Goods Catalog."
Hatutan was shocked and panicked. Even though he concealed himself very well, the think tank still found out the clues.
The Rogue Trader quickly realized that I had not reported this treasure to the empire, so how could it possibly appear in the catalog, not to mention that we hid it very well.
"We found living high-level Grox beasts, and there were quite a lot of them."
"Dear Emperor Angel, sufficient and fresh food for my mission is the guarantee for the success of the operation. These beasts all have imperial certificates and come from the specialized bio-modified farm in the agricultural world of No. 9 of Shalang. They are absolutely safe."
"In addition, a chef was found later who was killed by a parasite..."
Basically, all the personnel in the command room were embarrassed. Just now they said it was safe.
"Canned ant beef is always like this. The quality is worrying. The chef must have eaten it secretly... No, no protection was done during the sampling test to confirm the safety. As a result, the remaining parasites in the inferior sterilized canned ant beef were killed. Kill him..."
Hatutan kept expressing his regrets, and the think tank pulled him up and walked towards the Grox stable at the back.
During this period, he saw two servants carrying a psyker away on a stretcher. He was shocked. The presence of human life on his ship was a big deal. He immediately wanted to ask, but the servants savagely held his mouth.
After traveling across the galaxy for so many years, I am considered a nobleman, so how can I humiliate a big-headed soldier like this?
He immediately wanted to scold him, but the speed of the combat dagger was faster than his thinking. Before he had the idea of scolding, it had already flashed to his neck.
If you wake up the psyker, you will be killed directly.
Hatutan realized that his noble status was nothing now. Among the merchant dynasties dealing with the red torrent, he might be the fastest to realize this.
Outlets suddenly jumped off the stretcher like a corpse, then looked around, pointed at the door and said, "Behind the door, livestock."
After that, he lay down again and fell into a deep sleep.
The gate opened, and the smell in the animal pen made Hatutan want to vomit, but he did not dare to say a word at this time.
Everything now made him doubt the legitimacy of this Astartes Chapter, but who dared to talk nonsense with a knife on his neck?
"It's a very large animal pen. Fresh meat is very important. What do you think, Mr. Rogue Trader?"
"What you said makes sense. I will lead the way, sir."
"I'm afraid that's not necessary." A power wrench suddenly appeared in the shadows, and then the light of the enhanced prosthetic eye came on. A red light flashed in the darkness, making people feel nameless fear.
The technical sergeant was holding a power sword this time. This blade came from the Iron Hands Chapter. The finely crafted power sword was shining with the light of disintegrating the stance.
Seeing his brother's reaction, the think tank also tightened his grip on his hammer.
(Black Templar: My Lightning Hammer~~~My Hammer~~~)
"Relax, you don't need the hammer just yet."
The Librarian heard between the lines and prepared a psychic attack, while Hatutan felt baffled.
"Sir, what's wrong with these beasts?"
"Don't think we don't know your little thoughts."
The technical sergeant slashed a huge Grox beast in half, and a smell of blood mixed with the stench of excrement in the internal organs spread.
"Let's take a look at this." The technical sergeant picked up a "jade" and looked at it carefully.
Hatutan desperately thought of possible explanations in his mind.
Subspace mutation? No, our entire ship will be cleared. This is how he used to deal with the unlucky ones in his fleet.
Biomodification of the agricultural world? It might work.
Or was there a feeding error?
"Don't you want to say something?"
"Dear Angel, I am... very ignorant and not very familiar with the internal organs of the Grox beast." Hatutan wiped his sweat with his hand, showing a nervousness and regret for not answering the question.
"No, you bought this from the aliens. You don't want to say it. Some people say..." Ortales suddenly pretended to be a corpse, and then his eyes burst out with spiritual brilliance, staring at him intently. Hattutan.
"The evidence is conclusive, I declare that Rogue Trader Hatutan..."
"Wait, wait, wait~~" Hatutan said hurriedly, why is there a trial? You can't listen to the one-sided words of the psychic.
"Jade, these are jade. My expedition team dug them while exploring the planet. I decided to hand them over to members of the Mechanicum for testing later."
"Did they really dig it? Alien planet..." Think Tank gently stroked Hatutan's head. Hatutan felt that his scalp was about to be pushed off, and his entire facial expression was extremely ferocious.
"Some of them were stolen from the alien treasure trove...Dear angel, this does not violate the laws of the empire. The location of the aliens has been sent out. I just...snatch some of them that they think are precious. things to analyze their values, you know, I am a reconnaissance force, the more information the better. In long-term observation, we found that this kind of jade is placed in the body of the alien. We are not sure whether the alien has pockets on its body. , but try to..."
"No, the alien told you that it needs to be preserved in flesh and blood."
The technical sergeant was laughing. His long-term immersion in mechanics had damaged part of his voice. The laughter mixed with electronic sounds echoed in the animal pen, which seemed particularly weird.
The Grox beasts were supposed to be violent, and the technical sergeant secretly mixed in the infrasound waves that would drive them crazy, but they just stood up weakly and roared a few times.
"That's so funny. Is that what the aliens told you? What an idiot. I finally understand why there are so many drifting ships in the warp."
The technical sergeant held the "jade" piece between his two fingers and waved it in front of Khatutan's face.
"bass!"
The strike of the exquisite power sword was so fast that it was difficult to see clearly. The terrifying power flashed in front of Hatutan's eyes, and the ultimate fear spread.
"No, no, no, it's impossible, how is this possible!"
The jade is bleeding, but it is not jade.
"We have the most professional instruments to detect it. It is a special stone structure, which is impossible. We have identified it."
Hatutan really doesn’t know.
"A little trick, a smart parasite. Unfortunately, if they successfully parasitize you idiots, I don't know if they will have enough wisdom to operate this ship."
Jade eggs are really disgusting.
The Astartes had an instinctive dislike of the xenos, which now extended to all Grox beasts present.
The earliest Grox beast had begun to behave abnormally. When the Space Marines were killing people, it remained motionless, making people think it was a corpse.
When the technical sergeant approached here, the Grox beast suddenly jumped up, its body moved irregularly, its belly rippled like waves, and all its internal organs and subcutaneous muscles were eaten by the parasitic beast that woke up. A small amount of soft subcutaneous fat and unsightly skin are left.
The Techmarine gave it a power wrench and smashed its head open. A large number of spikes and tentacles poured out from the broken neck at the same time.
"Remind me next time, brother, I made the same mistake again, Ominisiah forgive me."
The technical sergeant muttered, and his hand movements were unambiguous. The blade cut the whole beast open, and then the plasma destroyer erupted. Not only was the parasitic beast destroyed, but also the floor under the animal pen was destroyed. Burnt, exposing cracked pipes.
The think tank wielded the hammer with one hand and killed a giant beast with one blow, while holding Hatutan's head firmly with the other hand.
"Leave no one behind."
The sound of gunfire erupted in the cabin, and the surrounding slaves were trembling. The appraiser wanted to escape with a hidden "jade", but was stopped on the spot by a recruit.
The cabin was filled with new recruits.
Most of the crew are sentenced to exile to build a desolate planet, which is a huge mercy, and we don't even have time to judge whether they have been corrupted.
Hatutan swore that it was the fastest speed in his life. His hands were bent like lightning and activated his escape device, but in an instant, psychic thunder broke his fingers.
The burnt fingers with a slight burning smell fell to the ground, and the crystal clear ring fell down. The densely engraved spiritual energy on it flashed for a moment, but finally did not activate.
"Rogue Trader, it's really difficult to keep you loyal without supervision."
The think tank was actually praising Hatutan, at least he didn't notice any Chaos erosion.
Humans who maintain this greed for money feel like they are contending with the Empire and Chaos at the same time.
"Okay, you are still of some use. We think you are not the only Rogue Trader in this area. How do you say that, the reconnaissance force recruited by the Military Affairs Office of the Taiping Star Territory? Come on, you will be happy to say it. of."
The think tank dragged him towards the small dark room.
As for the aliens below, the think tank really doesn't care. They are a group of barbaric primitive races. Killing them all does not require much risk, but it takes too long.
"Report, an imperial fleet has responded to Hatutan's request for help, and is expected to arrive here within four Terra days."
"Four Terra Suns, it's very close. Did everyone hear it? Within four days, all the ships will be assembled. I don't want the problem of ships moving after entering the shipyard to happen again. Do you understand?"
The soldiers of the Red Torrent used their special skills and packed up all the transport barges like a whirlwind. Even the hidden connectors on the planet were dug out.
......
A few days later, a transport ship from the Imperial Navy and a Vostonian Firstborn Regiment arrived here. The noble officer headed by the Navy was very excited. This was a good opportunity for him to make a name for himself. The military exploits of winning a world alone were enough to make him stable. Live in your own place.
He was very excited. Grandpa said that someone was taking care of him and asked him to do it step by step. "Thirty-six grandson, do your best and don't let me down."
He stood in front of the podium with high spirits, looking forward to meeting the legendary master.
In the galaxy, there was only one Astartes frigate present to provide them with early guidance.
???
Can my father get in touch with the Emperor's Angel? Good guy, my family’s backer is an Astartes Chapter?
The naval general looked confused. After meeting our representative who was "arranging funeral arrangements", he simply obeyed and said, "I will do whatever you say."
Boss, I am your servant, please command me as you wish!
The planet's alien leaders were beheaded, most of their defenses destroyed, and they hid in bunkers sold to them by Khatutan.
The Imperial Navy's bombardment landed on the bunker with precision.
Seek stability in everything, and gain all your military exploits for nothing! ! !