Chapter 338 Snake Eyes Gang

The roaring engines pulled away, and after the hot melt tore the metal apart, the Imperial fleet crossed the dark horizon of the Lower Nest like wild horses. In this place of murder, betrayal, and resentment, humans hate humans, and their cousins ​​hate humans. , the same goes for aliens. Under the extreme shortage of materials, there is no shadow of the word kindness in this world.

When the vehicle left the lower nest, the air became slightly clearer. Although it was only slightly better than the lower level that was comparable to poisonous fog, the middle nest was still a very civilized place, whether it was the tall buildings in the distance or the civilians near the road. The hawkers and stalls display various foods, such as bull ant steaks and synthetic mixed wine, adding a lot of popularity to this cold place.

Of course, this place is far from clean. It is located next to the road and is even stained with filth. The rows of flashing neon lights and the food mist that comes out from time to time make people feel minimally at ease.

However, this place is close to the lawless land of Xiachao. The shopkeepers do not seem to be fuel-efficient lamps. Most of them wear weapons, even ordinary diners. There are more various types of ammunition on the tables. There are about 6-7 people here. A small stall set up as a small place for human habitat, the haze of struggle and violence is still far from over.

It's just that this place is obviously too small for the Imperial Guard. There are not enough soldiers to entertain here, and they can't accommodate so many people. It's just that the wild snake asked them to stop here. The reason is also very simple. In front of it is the city under the main nest. It's normal. After a bloody battle, it was very troublesome for the Imperial Guard who had just escaped from the attack of the beastmen.

It's just that the second lieutenant still didn't understand the plan of the man in front of him. His eyes wandered outside the car window until he realized that those "civilians" didn't panic at all when they saw such a large-scale militarized convoy.

"They are not civilians, or at least they are definitely not ordinary people." This veteran, the second lieutenant of the 4th Skadi Regiment, keenly felt that something was wrong. He picked up his weapon, and at the same time, the crew got closer and closer, with a tense atmosphere. The entire army was filled with excitement, as if the war was about to start again in the next second.

It wasn't until the soldiers picked up their weapons that the wild snake hurriedly shouted. "Stop, stop, there are absolutely no enemies. No, those are my people. Although they look a bit fierce and their temperament is not very good, they are always loyal."

His words were difficult to convince others, but the Imperial Guard had no choice. The Master Chief of the Destruction Eagle touched his chin and asked. "Are they your people?"

replied the wild snake. "Otherwise, are they sage growing on the roadside? They just find a place where birds can't poop. There will be no customers. They are all fake."

"At this time, the entire main nest is under intense surveillance. They don't dare to fight with you in the field. They can only huddle inside the supermarket and rely on the strongholds and equipment to resist. And now I want to perform a magic trick, called a big transformation into a living person." He seemed a little excited, because for him, deception was both his specialty and one of his few pleasures.

"Just those stinky fish and shrimps?" the second lieutenant said uncertainly.

"It doesn't matter if there are more people. On the contrary, it's better to have fewer people. We don't lack manpower, we just lack the temperament."

"And those people here are not ordinary people. They are all scammers, liars, greedy magicians, or masters of visual dislocation. Those boxes and warehouses are not goods at all, but batches of various coating sprays and scattered Large model enclosures, they do it like no other. ”

Wild Snake retorted and asked the vehicle to stop. After the Chimera stopped, he stepped out of the armored vehicle and shouted. "It's work!"

Those people immediately pulled off the white cloth on the stall as if changing their mode, and picked up all kinds of messy props at their feet. Whether they were diners or shopkeepers, they all became master mechanics, using the boiler of roasted cow ant meat as a welding gun to weld. The two sections of the tripod are spliced ​​together, and then mounted with rearview mirrors. Once glued to the Hercules crawler, it looks like a heavy truck.

Use the white cloth from the booth to coat it, add a layer of metallic coating, cover it on the front of the armored vehicle, connect the fort and its closed appearance, and then insert glass pieces to let ordinary soldiers who do not drive sit on the front of the fake vehicle. , the driver observed from the rear side, a majestic Imperial Chimera armored vehicle suddenly turned into an ordinary passenger car.

Even the Land Predator can add fake water tanks and electrical boxes, cover the upper turret and the lasers on the side and front, and apply a new temporary coating to make a fully enclosed RV.

In terms of fraud, practice makes perfect. In about five or six hours, the elite of the Imperial Guard turned into a large caravan, and the Imperial Skyhawk on the outside of its vehicle was also replaced with an independent pupil, carved The look of a snake's eyes.

During this period, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard camped and rested in their original positions, eating, replenishing projectiles and energy, adjusting equipment, and watching ordinary people tinkering with the Imperial engine.

Thanks to the fact that the vehicles were designed to log in for combat, those vehicles were all light equipment. If they were heavier, like the Lemanus, they probably wouldn't be able to pretend to be harmless vehicles. After all, the sound of the huge turret and heavy armor would make it sound. Can't cover it up.

It's just that this may not be perfect. If you get too close, you will find something wrong, and the weapons and equipment must be boxed during this period. In other words, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard will temporarily lose their combat effectiveness. If they are discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.

But this time the gamble was accepted, of course the machine spirits and soldiers would complain, but this was the only way to catch the enemy by surprise. The second lieutenant looked at the transformations in full swing, but was suddenly interrupted by a wild snake. The master liar had already changed He put on his clothes and transformed into a gentleman in a suit, wearing a long hat and holding a cane. He looked to be in his 40s. If he hadn't taken off the military emblem on his chest, the second lieutenant wouldn't have recognized him.

"Nice trick," said the ensign.

"You have to come and take a look at this." He took out a set of low-quality body armor with craters and scratches on it, and an automatic gun that had just been maintained and was covered with gun oil and polished marks. Coupled with the second lieutenant's officer uniform, he looked like a rogue or deserter who had fled the empire.

The lieutenant grimaced. "I have never been in this situation in my life. My boss and I were cut off by aliens, attacked by orcs, and tricked by heretics. It's not necessarily so embarrassing. Look at these clothes." He lowered his head and smelled it. , a man's armpit smells like promethium, which is cumin and garlic, as well as a faint smell of blood and gunpowder.

"This thing you got there seems to be genuine?"

replied the wild snake. "Scavengers, this place lacks everything, but it has the most dead people, whether it's the deaths of local PDFs and gang fights or other deaths. We were lucky and found the remains of out-of-town mercenaries. They were discovered by the beastmen. Most of the flesh was taken away, probably for lunch, dinner, and breakfast."

"I bought the guns and armor from them. About half a year ago, when I realized that the Imperial Guard was going to advance, I always thought it would be useful to buy something."

"You predicted our situation early, and you still do business with those beasts?" the second lieutenant asked him.

But the wild snake just spoke. "You've never seen how those beastmen eat. The bones, insides, and brains are all separated. They eat eyeballs for breakfast, fried bladders, and thigh steaks or..."

"That's enough. I'm not in the mood for those people. Tell me, are you manipulating something?" the second lieutenant took out his weapon vigilantly.

The wild snake raised his hand and answered. "No, I didn't. I just met them vaguely. As for transactions, you also understand that if you want to live smoothly in the hive city, you can't pick and choose. Brother, I work hard for the empire."

"I can't cooperate with someone who can make a deal with the devil. If it weren't for your many plans, they would be quite clever." The second lieutenant said disgustingly, but he was helpless. He admitted that if it weren't for this man, he would be unable to move forward.

replied the wild snake. "Yes, I am very useful. Just like the relationship between the Grand Inquisitor and me, just use me." At this point, he was a little envious of the stupid young man in front of him, just because his birth and luck made the war lord feel at ease. With such a status, although Wild Snake does not dislike this old-hearted young man, it is still too early to let him command such a large legion.

However, he also understood that the war lord asked him and Master Chief of the Destruction Eagle to come down probably just so that his whims and passion could fit in with the experienced warriors and cunning local snakes, and finally achieve a better balance.

The wild snake had only touched his hat so far, and he suddenly said. "By the way, you will like meeting the Astartes."

second lieutenant. "Why, how do you make those giants become mercenaries? There are not many things like the Astartes, especially their huge armor."

The wild snake said with a strange tone. "Come on, move forward three meters, look again and again, taste carefully, look slowly, miracles will suddenly appear, and so will the emperor. All the strange ideas and heresy are here."

"What are you talking about?" asked the ensign.

"The slogans used by those talented counterfeiters when I bought them were that they were born in a nest and raised by the same old thief. The old man wanted to make money from them. They were just over 1 meter old and had to use their little hands to touch their wallets."

"Think about it, kid. Very few of you will survive touching your wallet, but the ones that survived under that old guy are all experts and can deceive the worst scum in this empire."

"It's just a pity that the old liar adopted a noble son one day. The old noble's daughter was deceived by the man's slippery tongue. In the end, the lady was abandoned and died after giving birth to a child in the nest. , and then the child was picked up by the old thief. Soon, he grew up and became extremely talented, and soon became his best disciple. "

"The following days were very good. I had food and drink. I gave my belongings to the old man, who gave me food, drink, housing, transportation, friends, and family. We were all like a family. But one time, the old man wanted to be big, very big. , just to steal a noble mansion."

"It's just that even if the thieves are very skilled and sophisticated, they can't compare to the most advanced array of thinkers. After a group of people climbed into the mansion through crooked ways, they took away the first treasure. I still remember that it was a beautiful vase containing a brain. , As a result, click, the gate was closed, and the hunting dogs and bailiffs surrounded the whole street. "

"In a chaotic and hurried situation, the aristocratic child, who was probably in his early 16s, pressed the door lock in confusion, hoping that the closed place would be opened, and the closed space suddenly opened like the emperor's apparition."

"It's all because his DNA, that is, genes, is the genetic factor of this family. It's a miracle. He can avoid prison. The master of the family has been found again. Although his bloodline is not very pure, he misses his little daughter more. "

The lieutenant was thoughtful, he asked. "In that case, is the child still here?"

The wild snake answered. "Don't worry, first of all, the days are good, everyone lives comfortably, there is no need to steal, those scammers used the nobles' money to set up a troupe, and all the people in the nest were amazed by their tricks. The old scammer got a good amount of support, became successful, and retired to the beautiful garden world."

"The child also became a well-dressed nobleman, until the rebellion came, Bandettar, there was a period of time, about 50 years ago, he cleaned up the local dignitaries, the Feng family fell, the troupe was disbanded, and the noble child's home The family was cleared, the child died, leaving a mess, leaving only those poor people, without homes, without troupes, and without backers. I had not yet made a fortune, so I could only tell them. "

"I just applied for a good position, and I can avenge Mr. Bandertar. Follow me. I am not a nobleman now, but soon, I can climb to a good position."

"Then fifty years will pass, and I will stand here with them, serving you, my lord." He bowed gently, as if the stage curtain fell, and the lieutenant also saw the masterpieces of those masters.

They painted the great armor of the Space Marines, the treasure blessed by the Messiah of Ohm, and the power armor that only veterans can wear, into a black color. Although those coatings can be easily removed, it is hard to imagine that the Space Marines can endure such... humiliation.

But this is not even more excessive. They put artificial skin on the arms and neck of the armor, and then filled it, just right, took off the warrior's helmet, and put on the large helmet of the Imperial Guard and the ugly fat filling.

How to describe it, it's like turning the perfect human body on the beautiful Greek statue into a fat man, and then replacing the Empire's greatest bolter weapon with a crude large shotgun, and then sticking a tattered Imperial Skyhawk on the chest. What Space Marines, what Astartes, what are standing here now? It's clear that there are more than a dozen... Ogryns!

The lieutenant rarely wanted to laugh after the war began, but at this moment, after seeing the Destruction Eagle Sergeant, the great psychic hero think tank turned into... Ogryn smart head, his smile couldn't help but overflow.

The sergeant rubbed his helmet and asked. "What's wrong, everyone?"

Wild Snake suddenly said. "No, no, great Astartes warrior, Ogryns don't speak like this, now, learn from me."

He adjusted his voice and spoke in a thick and grotesque colloquial language. "I want to eat cake and shoes for dinner."

The sergeant imitated. "I want cake and shoes for dinner, me." With his body hunched and slightly bent, the Gundam Space Marine had apparently become a stupid troll. The lieutenant couldn't help laughing out loud. This incident also represented the completion of the fraud. A mercenary convoy had been fully prepared in an orderly manner, and they were about to set off for the enemy's core.