Chapter 131: Ways to Break the Impasse/The Unlucky Oil Man

Chapter 131 The Unlucky Motor Oil Man’s Way to Break the Situation

The twisted and horrifying heretic creation spans the entire void. It is huge enough to daunt the dozens of remaining battleships of the Imperial Loyalists and Orks. Even if the battleships are a behemoth several kilometers long, but in a space hulk, or The Ark of Evil Omen is all stretched thin, and together they don't have one thousandth of that huge thing!

If those things were fired with macro cannons and light spears, the Imperial warship would completely disappear in just half an hour. Rumor has it that the entire army, including the Steel Gate, was slowly retreating to the outside of the star system using its own engines, but behind them As for Gondwa, they have no retreat.

General Makato's communications were almost destroyed. There were messy communications, including surprises and mixed messages. He closed those things and left only the two most important people in the east, the one-eyed boss of the orc army and Bordeaux. The captain of the ship.

One-Eye didn't speak much to humans, but at this moment he took the initiative to speak for the first time. "What the hell, it's the first time in my life that I've seen something like that. It's so, waaaagh!"

The super big, super powerful, super scary thing made One Eye actually feel what it means to be waaaagh, and those things buried deep in his blood seemed to be awakening. His indulgent roaring on the channel also made Makato even more upset. .

"Shut up, alien!"

"Can my gaomao or waaaagh handle that thing?"

One-Eye was asked if that oversized, over-waaagh thing was wrong. All of his members together were not as big as a part of that thing, but he still used his few brains to think.

"I'm going to ask my staff." He summoned the orc bosses, orc colonels and other high-ranking guys, and the noisy noise coming from there also made Marcato realize the alien's identity again. Unreliable.

The captain of the Bordeaux also said. "What a terrible heretical creation. He has seen a space hulk once, but it is almost immovable, but that thing can move forward in the void. It is hard to imagine how much power it takes to drive it."

"If we can find its core area and use enough firepower to penetrate the adamantine creation as thick as the core of the planet..."

Marcato answered directly. "No way, something so powerful needs to travel thousands of kilometers and then reach the core of the enemy. Even if their auspicious devices can detect the thing, they may not be able to hit it."

The captain replied. "No, it's impossible. The existence of something with a measurable reaction can be detected through the auspicious device, but if it's a weapon...even if the three volcano cannons gathered together can produce a measurable amount..."

One Eye answered at this moment. "I have a technical master who said that we can modify and overload the volcano cannon built by our gear boy, so that its power can be doubled, doubled, or the oversized thing will no longer work."

"Three fierce TMs are shooting at the same time, but we still have a problem, that is, how to get "Hungry Zhao" Ark in front of the "Light Post" gate, and we need accurate tracking. "

Makato showed an expression of disbelief. "Am I saying that you can transform the sacred machines of the Empire, the most sophisticated ones, and have the massive weapons that the Adeptus Mechanicus forged the world to do their best to create, and overload them?"

One Eye straightened out his military uniform. "I'm sure, but if we need time, there are enough scraps. To be honest, I don't think those gear boys will agree. Do we need some strength?"

Makato sighed. "He approved that we can attack... Well, convince the Skitarii that it doesn't matter whether those servitors are dead or not. Remember to leave the guys in red robes to the East. Let's do that. A living red robe can be exchanged for ten kilograms of canned meat, or one hundred kilograms. of starch."

One-Eye nodded, and Makato also picked up the communicator to talk to the Skitarii. "Ahem, where is the Imperial Guard, where is the Astra Militarum, the Commander-in-Chief of the Western Front of Gondwa, Lieutenant General Makato Katowice, please ask the frontline troops to go back for supplies and repairs."

Electronic voice reply. "Approved, Honorable General."

Marcato continued. "The repair troops may look like old-fashioned imperial battleships, but they have actually been transformed on a large scale. He hopes that our priests and data craftsmen will all gather together to complete the complex and challenging task as soon as possible. A very special job.”

The communicator answered. "Renovation?"

Marcato connected the communicator to One Eye's channel, and then said. "Rear Admiral One-Eyed, do my unit's battleships use something to drive them?"

The one-eyed horse is playing tricks on the spirit. "Ah, he remembered that their engineers said that those triple explosion engines, added to a lot of promethium and diesel, and then propelled by multiple explosions, would become extremely fast after about 20-30 cycles. into sublight speed.”

A rough breathing sound came from the communicator. "Exception...101010101010000000!!!"

Marcato continued. "More than that, Major General, tell me how I protect my armor layers?"

One Eye answered. "I, ahem, he will let the privates (farts) crawl into the gaps of the battleship to use adamantine (scrap iron) and welding guns to complete the repair work."

A voice came from the communicator. "Enough! All the mechanical priests there are ready! It seems that not only do they have a serious job, they also have an almost heretic guest to serve!"

The communicator was hanging up, One Eye asked. "Won't they shoot us as we enter?"

Marcato replied. "He said, if we are old-fashioned in the empire, as research materials and admiration for the machine soul of our battleship, they have resentment against us. Now if we show him our favorite tricks, our ship should You’ll meet a lot of “welcomes”.”

One Eye wiped his saliva. "I like it. It's the fastest. It can be decided in less than half an hour. It's very transformative to take Donglai. It really should be like this. I'm very smart. General of the Astra Militarum. Just wait. I'll finish the work. I'll give it to you." tank."

The Orc fleet slowly moved towards the Steel Gate at the rear. When those rags carried the livery of the Imperial Guard and General Makator's approval to enter the port, those tough guys of the Mechanicus were probably in trouble.

The captain said with great interest. "Should I provide the supplies according to the meat that the priests left in Chengdong?"

Marcato replied. "Absolutely. I hope those orcs won't dismantle those priests and use them as scrap metal to stick to the muzzles of the cannons."

The Captain recalls what he saw orcs and what they did. "He can't guarantee it. I have to be prepared. Maybe I will go to Mars because of that."

Marcato replied. "He doesn't want to taste the radiation and rotten gas. He hopes he will never go to Mars in his life, so he can just ask those orcs to keep it in check."

said the captain. "Let him do the detection of the source core."

Marcato replied. "Shouldn't the destroyers come?"

said the captain. "They don't know how to avoid detection, and he is experienced. He once led the Skadi Fourth Regiment, oh...the only regiment..." His expression dimmed, and then disappeared in a flash.

"He led Skadi's only group to break through the atmosphere of the Ork space hulk, so he is the best candidate, no one else."

"Secondly, the destroyer's auspicious power is too low, the battleship's hull is too big, and the Bordeaux's size is just right."

It is rare that those huge things and those heretical creations did not make the Astra Militarum timid. The backbone of the Imperial Navy shines here. Makato was born in the army. He does not understand the romance of those old captains, but otherwise He will still bless those who are loyal.

"May God the Emperor and all his saints..."

His words were interrupted by the captain. "That's enough, General." He put on his captain's hat, held his pipe in his mouth, and poured himself red wine.

"In the words of a friend he knows, it's called flag planting or foreshadowing. He doesn't understand it very well, but it's unlucky."

Marcato replied. "Oh, he also knows that person. Does he speak the Noskadi dialect?"

The captain laughed. "That's Skadi custom!"

They all know that it should not be Alan Bair's personal speaking habits or thoughts. They can enjoy teasing about that matter endlessly. An Imperial Guard and an Imperial Navy can reach a consensus on that matter, but the two of them suddenly Silently, they remembered that Skadi was no longer there.

There is now a bare burnt brown planet there, nothing else, no living people, no life...

After that, the Bordero slowly started moving, the captain started his own actions, and Marcato was also at Dongling.

"We can no longer retreat. The Imperial Navy and the Astra Militarum will have the Forge World behind them, but please believe him. They already have a way to break the situation. The Mechanicus and the Bordeaux are taking action. We Demand attracts fire and attention.”

"There is no need to attack, just keep harassing and let those cannons target us, but he wants us all to come back alive."

"Those traitors are not strong. If they rely on that unfriendly evil maggot of the void, will the empire be able to stand firm in that dark universe? Now teach them what victory and courage are!"

After the words fell, the retreating Imperial warships, only a few warships were approaching the huge demon engine. Those damn traitors had long been intolerable to them. Death or sacrifice was insignificant to the Imperial Navy. If they couldn't get it now, If the East wins victory, then the deaths of previous comrades and the resources consumed by the empire will be worthless.

When the light spears and cannons are fired, they can set off a weak light when hitting those heretical creations. If they face huge things, they can't even destroy much. What awaits them is almost endless bombardment.

The light of the void shield shines, and the imperial warship barely pulls away. If the only advantage at this moment is that the enemy is huge, but the imperial warship is small, and they can fight guerrilla warfare in a range that is usually impossible to hit, but the delay effect is also will get worse, depending on whether their purpose is to attract, rather than destroy...

The volcano cannon was smashing out pitch-black hell holes among those heretical things. Burning, fear of death, and all kinds of messy emotions were making the machine soul of the Ark of Evil Omen tremble.

The Bordeaux slowly entered the enemy's haze in silence, relying on the darkness to slowly approach the place where the stars did not shine. But that time they were faced with things that could not move, so Bordeaux was silent that time. The approaching speed is faster, the action is even crazier, and the speed that is almost uncontrollable hits the forward.

The captain is very clear. If you want to achieve those achievements, you must complete even crazier things. The empire's warships need to activate the source to generate reverse propulsion, and their extremely fast impact without opening the source core is almost impossible. suicide.

The captain took a deep breath. At this moment, the entire battleship had a divination device and a communicator enjoying the only power supply and emitting a faint light.

They were ready to sacrifice, using all the members of the Bordello in exchange for the Empire's chance to destroy the Ark of Bad Omen.

The warship slowly approached. In the darkness of the hold and the darkness of the command room, everyone was waiting for the answer of the auspicious instrument. If the thing sounded earlier, then they would have a better chance of starting the engine and escaping. If it was still not driven when it was attached to the surface, it meant that the Emperor did not bless his people.

In the darkness, it was as quiet as death. The captain's heart was filled with fear, and then it quickly extinguished. He had seen many miracles, and now he was needed to trigger a miracle of his own!

The landing pad of the Iron Gate of the Mechanicus was there, and the "Imperial" warships also slowly landed in the east. The mechanical priests had already asked the servitors to take the electromagnetic guns and heat ray guns. They could not tolerate the heretics on the wrong side to continue to destroy the equipment of the Empire.

Due to the views of heretics, the Mechanicus looked at traitors just like the state religion, and they could not bear it.

But what awaited the Skitarii was not the enemy, but smoke bombs.

Zizi, Zizi, the mechanical servants reported. "The auspicious instrument is blocked! The auspicious instrument is blocked! The vision is lost, proceed to the third procedure, fire suppression!"

The weapons fired, and the hot real bullets were fired in the narrow space like hell, but what awaited the Mechanicus was that their weapons were reflected by the battle shields of the orcs, or refracted by the spirit of the spirit boy.

What awaited them was not some heretics, but a group of aliens, and the director was not judging immediately. "Damn aliens, they are on the ship of the Imperial Guard! Those flesh and blood are really unreliable!"

The heavy gun group of the Archer Guard fired projectiles fiercely, and the modified technical war slaves' arms had been replaced with automatic guns, shooting and moving forward. In theory, they were invincible in battles like them, but they overlooked one point, the blood axe was not as good as the special warfare boy, and even that thing was the most ruthless of the one-eyed one.

When the flames of the heavy gun group of the Archer Guard suddenly stopped, the Mechanic Priest who was operating countless soldiers noticed something was wrong. He looked over there and saw that the transformed servants he was proud of had fallen, their heads and bodies separated.

Then he saw the sharp blades, the sharp blades made of beautiful metal. "Catachan alloy..." He analyzed the situation instantly, but the handles of those knives had already fallen like raindrops, which was very much like the shouts of special warfare boys.

"The boss said that if I get a red robe gear boy, I will get a pound of canned meat!"

"Haha, I'm rich!"

The first data that flashed in the Mechanicus priest's mind was that he was worth more, canned meat...

Congratulations to the Mechanicus for being the second most persecuted camp, and the first Titanium.

The current racial strength rankings in this article...

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Imperial Guard Imperial Navy Space Marine

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Necrons Eldar Orcs Chaos Space Marines Chicken

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pdf Law Department Savage Orcs Cult Group Gangster

East Waterway

Titanium, Mechanicus