Chapter 40

Of course, it could also be a huge shock?

"God's Choice! How is the situation over there? Is there anything unusual, such as seeing something related to those four things? If so, give us the coordinates, and we will go down and kill them immediately!"

Just when the God's Chosen happily planned the route and was about to continue exploring with the Sword of Hatred and the aborigines on this planet to find treasures and open boxes, Hammer Lao's chat channel suddenly highlighted, and Liang Feifan's words Quick refresh inside.

"No, all I have experienced during this time is that I am a high-end picker of rubbish. Although the rubbish does not belong to me, it is quite interesting - did your Inquisitor and Abathur's White Scar fall to the ground?"

Since he has been obsessed with real people picking up garbage during this period, he almost forgot about another important task of the hammer guys in this world. The God of Choice laughed awkwardly, arranged the chemical dog chess pieces to clear the way, and opened the hammer. He went to the guy chat room and started chatting with other hammer guys.

"Well, the political commissar sister and the silent chess pieces have also formed a joint force to go down - now they are going to go to the other hemisphere to investigate first.

My idea with Abathur is to hang behind the inquisitor and see if there are any problems where he walks. After Dandan said that your side is almost done, just find a way to meet him. If the Sword of Hatred Chapter has a high level of trust in you, you can also take them to meet the Oil Guy of Egg - But having said that, God's Chosen, do you have any clues as to why this galaxy was urgently abandoned? "

"No, everything on my journey was normal. Not to mention the things related to those four things. There were no traces of green-skinned bugs in the bean sprouts, ribs, and chicken thieves. No ghosts were found. Hey, don't tell me. Blood Crow's identification ability is really useful when he is in the body, and he can even identify what other people are carrying! With just a quick glance, you can probably tell if there is something wrong with someone else's body!"

"...This does support Blood Crow - but if there is no problem in this world, then the problem really can only be found from the Inquisitor or the Sword of Hatred - assuming they are not allowed to meet If so, will nothing happen to the entire galaxy in the end?”

Hearing the Chosen One happily describing the special abilities that the Blood Crow chess piece had when it came into the body, Liang Feifan had a toothache as he thought about what would happen if the Blood Crows in the 40K universe were all such treasure appraisers. Grinding his teeth, he moved the conversation back to the main mission of the hammer guys. After thinking about Liang Feifan's guess for a moment, the God of Choice shook his head slightly.

"It's not very reliable. An incident that can force an inquisitor to use an extermination order to destroy the planet can really be solved so easily? This is the 40K universe full of malicious jokes!"

"Indeed - so we will be very busy next - Brother Big E's things are really hard to get..."

After Liang Feifan lamented in the communication channel that it was difficult to get Big E's things, the hammer guys followed their pre-arrangements and began to inspect the world. At this moment, their anchor, Inquisitor Orogan, was sitting cross-legged in the tent, carefully flipping through all the information he could find on this galaxy, and thinking with doubts - as a high-level inquisitor, He can access some things that ordinary procedures cannot, and as a high-level judge, he can keenly catch violations from clues.

Obviously, in his eyes, the data of the Minoit Galaxy is 'violating'.

"It's strange. Why was the abandonment of the entire production system of the Minot system and the evacuation of the hive residents not very normal?"

After looking through the information at hand again, Inquisitor Orogan became more and more certain of his guess - although most of the information he found pointed to the reason why the Minoit system was abandoned by the empire as a resource planet. The promethium on Minot 3 and its satellites has been exhausted, but from the duration of its mining, when his ship passed by Minoit 3, Judging from the combined glimpse of the planet, this planet is far from the level of being hollowed out. In other words, the reason for abandoning these two imperial worlds because of resource depletion may not be valid - if this reason itself is to cover up some facts. And does its existence prove that there are some invisible dark secrets in this galaxy that can only be covered up by abandoning this galaxy?

"That is to say, there were certain things that could not be 'processed' at that time - or in other words, there was no time to process them."

Inquisitor Orogan, who felt that he had understood the reason for coming to this world, closed the data pad in his hand and looked calm. There seemed to be fire rising from his eyes, just like the wrath of the divine emperor of mankind.

"I will find the cause, expose it, and finally destroy anything that threatens the Empire."

9. Open the Sword of Hatred in the Warehouse

"Zi——Zi——Zi——"

"Crackling - crackling -"

"Kakakka————"

The ruins of the hive city should be somewhere underground in the middle hive area. At the end of a deep passage, several Astartes with the Sword of Hatred are holding weapons, standing at various places in the passage that are suitable as sentinel points, alert. With everything going on around them, the mortals they brought were killed by an Astartes Guarding, and being given the order not to move or make any noise at will - the Chapter Leader of the Sword of Hatred personally led two guards to block the most important entrance of this passage, taking on the responsibility of this. Guarding the most critical area, and the reason is because...

After the Blood Ravens battle brother led them into this area, his eyes suddenly lit up. After performing a series of unknown operations of the Astartes with the Sword of Hatred along the wall, he announced to them what was happening now. Behind the wall at the end of the passage is most likely a medium-sized warehouse. Although in order to make the script more realistic, the Chosen One repeatedly 'reminded' the Astartes who were slightly ecstatic about the Sword of Hatred. First, it was possible that he had made a mistake in judging this warehouse. Second, it was possible that he had judged the warehouse correctly. It is empty. Thirdly, even if there is something in the warehouse, it may not be what the Astartes need. However, the Swords of Hatred who had completely trusted the Chosen God directly patted his shoulder armor and said - No problem, I trust your judgment, brother, so do we need to find a way to open the door? ha? Brother, you actually have the skill to pry open a door like this? Then we go on sentry duty?

"So, once this door is pried open, the hatred will

After seeing what's inside, Sword's old friend might think that I'm an Astartes who's really good at finding resources in ruins! Brothers, do you have any pigs that can solve this problem? "

In Chui Lao's chat room, he was following the various prompts floated in front of him step by step, combining the simple maintenance diagram of the warehouse that he had given to him, and tossing the warehouse's security system amidst sparks of electric sparks. Looking at the progress bar that was advancing steadily in front of him, he complained crazily. Of course, his complaints were easily picked up by other hammer guys who were currently doing nothing.

"Is there any problem? You are now a Blood Raven! Astartes is the best at digging things, and your operation has made the Sword of Hatred more convinced of some of Blood Raven's abilities - by the way, I Now that we can still transport some things, do we need to put something else in the warehouse?”

Although the storage, supply, maintenance and other operations of this warehouse have been basically completed, there are still some unfinished eggs.

"No, no, the things put inside now are enough for them to use for a long time - and putting too much seems too deliberate. After all, some things are squatting in the warehouse and it's hard to understand why they exist - having said that , Egg, have you thought about what to say when you meet me later? Don’t be too suspicious by the Sword of Hatred, that will be very troublesome.”

While God's Choice was chatting with Egg, the progress bar in front of God's Choice had advanced to close to 80%. Various electric sparks were erupting more and more frequently, and the air was filled with energy due to the flow of electricity. The smell of ionized matter spreading in the channel also made the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred super powerful. People's nerves are tense to a certain critical point - it is true that for these superhuman warriors, they have experienced more depressing battlefields God knows how many times, but whether there is something in this warehouse will affect the next step of the battle group. After a long period of fighting and living, they couldn't help but be nervous!

"How about saying that in the world you made up, the Blood Crows and my faction met and reached some cooperative relations? - They can figure out what exactly it is."

Egg, who had already mobilized his chess pieces to travel around the world, thought for a second before quickly throwing the ball back to the God of Choice.

"I said - does this rounding off mean that I am acting as a bridge? Are you just going to let me serve as the communication point?"

The progress bar has reached 90%, and the God of Choice can easily hear the rumbling sound of certain mechanical devices on the warehouse door starting to operate - while continuously tapping the remaining trigger buttons with his fingers, He also revealed the true face of Egg wanting to be lazy.

"Please, making up too many reasons can easily lead to flaws. Whatever can be pushed into your script, it's best to push it into your script. Anyway, I think the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred are almost taking you seriously. It’s time—the door is about to open, why don’t you put on a pose?”

"That's all, there's no need - let's talk later."

Looking at the progress bar in front of him that had jumped to over 95%, even though he knew that what he was doing now was arranged by the script, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He temporarily left the Hammer Man chat room and focused more on typing on the keyboard and lines in front of him - his professionalism made Daken and other Sword of Hate technical sergeants nearby who had been waiting to attack him start to chat in their chat channel Zhong lamented his ability - it is not difficult for Astartes to open the door, but this technique of opening a warehouse door that has not been opened for at least a thousand years in a way that basically does not cause physical damage...?

"Blood Crow's battle brothers are really unconventional!"

————————————God’s choice opens the door————————————————————

"hiss......."

"This? Brother! You really gave us a big surprise!"

"Team 1, Team 2, bring the mortals and trailers with us! Others, stay alert!"

"Brother technical sergeants, help keep the door open - it's best to lock it!"

As the last marked line was cut off and the last button on the keyboard was pressed, the heavy door slowly opened in front of the Astartes of the Sword of Hate with a friction sound that seemed to be extremely harsh due to the lack of oil for a long time. The dust that had accumulated for more than a thousand years and the turbid air inside were rolled out of the door because of the restart of the exhaust device - by the way, it made mortals in the galaxy like Yongdalim cough - when the smoke and dust dissipated, the few lights in the warehouse that were still working cast a weak light on the warehouse supplies. Igust, who could tell at a glance what these supplies were most likely to be, even felt "unreal" for a second.

Are there really supplies? There are really supplies!

Of course, as the quality of the chapter leader, he quickly threw this feeling out of the sky and quickly began to issue orders, asking the Astartes of the Sword of Hate to enter the warehouse and start to collect and organize these supplies.

"The fourth edition of the Astartes' special rations, this should be an old model that has been discontinued for thousands of years."

"The explosive bomb is also an old model, but it is compatible with our weapons."

"The model of the melta grenade is unknown. The appearance is slightly different from the common melta grenade. It is estimated to be a product of the same period as the explosive bomb."

"The basic operation method of the light vehicle has been confirmed, which is the standard operation mode of the Empire."

Since there are not many types of things in the warehouse and they are stacked in an orderly manner, the warriors of the Sword of Hatred took less than half an hour to determine what was in the supplies they got this time-although the production dates of these things all pointed to thousands of years ago, but after random sampling and verification, the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred got satisfactory results.

-Although the Empire's logistics has always been a pit, the products of the Empire's military affairs are durable!

Although no more valuable resources were found in the warehouse, these piles of supplies greatly alleviated the supply problem of the Sword of Hatred, and the Chapter Master of the Sword of Hatred still felt that the pressure on his shoulders was much less - light vehicles can allow the Sword of Hatred's Astartes to have better mobility to explore farther places, and standard rations, even if they are old versions, can prevent his brothers from fighting weakly due to long-term lack of key nutrients that have special effects on the Astartes, not to mention old explosive bombs and unknown versions of hot melt grenades - with so many ammunition supplies, the Sword of Hatred finally has the ability to deal with general situations, and no longer has to calculate and study when to fire a shot!

"With these things, we will have no problem with basic consumables in the short term - take everything and go back to the Broken Rock Tribe camp."

10. Hammers exchanging intelligence

"..... This is probably the case. Because this batch of supplies can be said to be life-saving for the Sword of Hatred, I have become a guest of honor of the Sword of Hatred. Although I still cannot participate in some core affairs, I already have a say in some things that are not very important."

In the combat meeting room of Queen Glory, because the temporary script has been completed, the God of Choice, who temporarily left the advent mode and returned to Queen Glory for a rest, sat in his comfortable chair, slowly enjoying the otaku happy meal while chatting with other Hammers and reporting his progress.

"Then Abathur and I won't lean on you for now? It seems that your main task for at least half a month is to pick up garbage and take it back to repair the warship. It's just like a scavenging game." Hearing that the God's Chosen had successfully completed the important part of the main task of "penetrating into the Sword of Hate Chapter", Liang Feifan, who was eating dirt in the yellow sand with his own descended body and Abathur's White Scar Squad, tried his best to find a way to make his descended body "curl up" in a place that could at least avoid the sandstorm of this terrible world, so as not to let his descended body die before the mission was accomplished, and quickly He quickly crossed out a side quest in front of him with his hand. According to the plan, if the Chosen Ones failed to improve the favorability of the Sword of Hatred or the Sword of Hatred simply had problems, he and Abathur would rush there as quickly as possible and evaluate whether the Sword of Hatred needed to be suppressed. However, if everything went well, they would follow the Inquisitor. Although there was no key evidence, after confirming that the Sword of Hatred had no problems in principle, all the Hammers felt that this high-level Inquisitor who came here to seek a result must be the fuse for the catastrophic outcome of this galaxy!

"Indeed - I just need to find a way to contact the oil man of Egg, and then find a way to make the brothers of Sword of Hatred trust Egg, and then let the oil man of Egg show his repair skills. In theory, I can gain their trust. As long as their ship is repaired, it is not impossible to let the brothers of Sword of Hatred withdraw before there is a big problem in this world." After thinking for a while, the Chosen One who felt that the problems caused by Liang Feifan and Abathur's Inquisitor + White Scar Veteran Team were more likely to cause more trouble than help put down the Coke cup in his hand and agreed to Liang Feifan's proposal. Naturally, the Hammers also turned their attention to the high-level Inquisitor. "It must be a good thing to get them away, so, Gu, the Inquisitor hasn't done anything too strange yet?"

"Probably not, although I really don't know what the purpose of his frantic digging in an already abandoned camp is."

Gu Zheng, who controls his three Assassin chess pieces and cooperates with the Vindicare Assassin chess pieces that he has descended on, is all-round, all-weather, without blind spots, and completely undisturbed. He is monitoring Inquisitor Orogan and is lying very far away from Inquisitor Orogan. On a small dune in the distance, he looked at the inquisitor with a subtle look. Watching his servants frantically excavating a camp that was conservatively estimated to have been abandoned for at least hundreds of years - from the intelligence he intercepted during this period, Gu had roughly figured out some of Judge Orogan's thoughts. However, the excavation These apparently harmless camp ruins don't fit into his plan no matter how you look at them...

"He is a judge, and his duty is to doubt everything, even himself - therefore, if he thinks there is a problem in this world, then he must have labeled all the places in this world where humans have lived as problematic - The difference is just how many questions there are.”

The political commissar sister, who was arranging the first search target area for her descendant body and the silent descendant body, clicked a dot on the light screen in front of her and made a sharp comment on the profession of judge.

"In other words, is it really his own fault that the high-level judge had to use the Extermination Order to kill himself and the planet? How about we go directly to a few forbidden troops and tell him that although there are problems in this world, It's not something you, the judge, can solve. Let him get out of here.

Everything nipped in the bud? "

Abathur is proposing.

"Theoretically, it is possible, but there must be a problem with this galaxy, and the problem is not small, otherwise the empire would not have given up on this galaxy so quickly before - if we can't find the source of the problem ourselves, no matter what we say, Let this judge touch the edge of the problem, and then kick him away before he digs out the problem? "

The political commissar frowned.

"Indeed, it's better to keep observing this old man for a while - to be honest, this kind of plot game where you have to follow the main NPC to decipher the secrets step by step is not very popular now. Hey, not all first-line games now are open worlds. ”

"In fact, what we are experiencing now can be regarded as an open world - we are in the dark about how to trigger the main mission - but we can't solve the problem with the simplest way of kicking in the door - hey, in short, keep working hard, keep working hard ——”

Liang Feifan shook his head and sighed, which could be regarded as the end of this small meeting of hammer guys. The hammer guys, who felt that such a discussion was really useless, exchanged the latest information at hand with each other, and then started busy themselves.

Soon, the chat group temporarily returned to normal silence again.

————————————————Orogan Inquisitor’s Dividing Line————————————————

"Dear High Inquisitor, these are all the potentially problematic items we have found in this ruins so far."

In the newly built temporary residence in the ruins being excavated, the excavation of the surface area of ​​the ruins has been completed. Orogan's deputy of the high-ranking judge stood respectfully in front of the high-ranking judge, letting the machine around him The servant presented a huge plate - on the plate, dozens of items of different shapes were arranged neatly, and there were even objects that looked no different from ordinary stones at first glance.

"very good."

Although there seems to be nothing wrong with these things, Inquisitor Orogan, who has been walking with the Inquisitors for too long, has keenly smelled the unorthodox atmosphere of the empire in these fragments. After signaling everyone else to go out, the high-level trial official slowly walked to the plate, took out his tools, and started 'trialing' these things one after another.

Within half an hour, Judge Orogan's gaze came to rest on a metal fragment with what appeared to be the curves of a human body painted on it. The drawing on the fragment had a simple structure and tight lines. At a glance, it looked like a normal human body. It was a simple drawing, but Judge Orogan had seen it and saw the unorthodox meaning hidden in this painting.

"...the overall structure of these lines is not exaggerated, so the painting style of this overly long skull is a mutant or an alien? But it doesn't matter, I will turn you out - with the emperor name."

11. ‘Recruiting’ human judges

Night falls.

A ray of light outside the sky reflects the continuous, wave-like sand dunes, reflecting the end of the horizon towards which they are heading. The rough wind continued to howl on the ground, turning up gravel or heavier objects. The biting chill of the night has already replaced the scorching heat of the day, even causing white frost to appear on the surface of some relatively smooth things.

This is the night of Minot 1. This is an environment that humans who have lived here for thousands of years have long been accustomed to. The low temperature and low light environment at night make it a threat far greater than during the day. Therefore, as long as it is not a last resort, the survivors of the Minoite world will never move around in the wild after the world loses sunlight - in their own tribes, in selected ruins, or even in simple buildings built by themselves. But spending the night in a reliable tent is almost their inevitable solution - even if they are sentries on vigil, it is very normal behavior to hide in an area where their body temperature can be prevented from losing their body temperature so quickly. After all, these thousands of years have proven that in the world of Minoit, as long as there are slightly larger living beings, they do not like too wanton activities in the cold night where water drips into ice.

However, for the Chenfeng tribe, this proof was completely falsified on this cold night...

"boom----!!"

"Zi——————!!"

"...%...& name!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

When the night was darkest, when almost all the members of the Chenfeng tribe were sleeping to eliminate fatigue and delay physical exertion, a sudden burst of noise swept through the entire tribe, causing most people to snap out of their dreams in an instant. stood up - before these people realized what happened, the outer wall of the tribe had been After blasting away, the well-equipped inquisitor servants rushed into the tribe built on the outskirts of a ruined nest city with lightning speed, and quickly controlled the key areas of the tribe - in less than twenty minutes, The chief elder of the tribe and others were escorted out of their beds and knelt on the ground, shivering in the night wind.

"Tap, step, step -"

The moment the last resident of the Chenfeng Tribe was roughly pressed into the dust, the sound of heavy footsteps slowly reached everyone's ears, and every beat almost beat the heartbeats of the tribesmen. ——The silent sense of oppression spread throughout the tribe, and the fear of the unknown future even overwhelmed the chill blowing on them, making them because of

Inner trembled.

"tread."

When the footsteps stopped, the residents of the Chenfeng Tribe felt a kind of 'scrutinized' gaze - even though they were not allowed to raise their heads - this gaze made them all feel thorns on their backs, and they could not help but tilt their heads further. He was buried deep into the ground, not because of anything else but simply because he smelled the breath called 'death'.

"People of the Minot, although you have strayed far away from the glory of the Emperor and forgotten his teachings, you still have the opportunity to return to his glory."

I don’t know how long, maybe half a minute? Maybe a quarter of an hour? Maybe longer? When the oldest man in the Dust Wind Tribe could no longer bear the coldness to his bones, the high-ranking Inquisitor Orogan finally spoke. His voice was sonorous and powerful, even overpowering the howling of Minost One at night. The sound of strong wind.

"...."

Although they were very confused as to why the speaker's accent was a bit strange and none of the accents they knew matched, the people of the Chenfeng tribe still did not dare to speak - most of their minds were now blank and they were waiting numbly. Their fate was announced.

"Therefore, I have brought an opportunity, an opportunity that will allow you to be illuminated by the glory of the empire again - now, I announce that you have been recruited!!"

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"So, after the inquisitor rummaged through the things found in several ruins, he attacked a tribe with a thousand people at night and tied up all the people inside?"

In Queen of Glory's war room, the hammer guys are having their daily chat and information exchange activities. Since a certain high-level inquisitor who serves as the anchor finally started to do something that was very consistent with the hammer guys' perception of the inquisition after working as a digger for more than a week. Therefore, although it is technically late at night, The hammer guys are still in high spirits.

"It's a call-up."

Liang Feifan corrected the wording error of God’s Choice.

"For them, there is no difference between being recruited by the empire and being kidnapped - besides, the high-ranking judge will never let these people go easily after the matter is done."

Recently, he has almost completely become friends with the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred, and is planning how to introduce the egg oil guys to their chosen one. He answered calmly.

"That's true. However, Brother Judge, he is so anxious to touch people's mouths in the middle of the night. Did he find something wrong?"

"Maybe, so I am going to let my Callidus sneak into this tribe and use close observation to determine what he has discovered - by the way, why don't you also throw your Callidus assassins near him? ? Form a Callidus assassin team? That way we can monitor him more comprehensively!"

Gu, who had already begun arranging the assassins under his command to start their work, told the hammer guys about his plan, and half-jokingly proposed an idea to the other hammer guys with interest. However, what Gu didn't expect was , the other hammer guys who carried the Callidus assassin chess pieces really started to think about this problem!

"Let's see... I still have some shooting margin. It's not a big problem to put a Callidus assassin."

"Well, it is feasible. If the Inquisitor has discovered something that requires a lot of manpower to discover, a single Callidus assassin cannot complete all-round monitoring. Multiple Callidus assassins can ensure that there are people around him everywhere. I have spare projections here, so I will go down too."

"Count me in! I am already bored as a single Inquisitor!"

In less than a minute, while the Hammers were happily discussing, a terrifying team of Callidus assassins quietly landed near Inquisitor Orrogan, and blended into the Dust Wind Tribe members who were obediently queuing to accept the division of labor without a trace - and at this moment, Inquisitor Orrogan, who had no idea that he had received treatment that surpassed Horus, the greatest traitor of the Empire in some sense, was carefully piecing together the fragments of information at hand, with excitement in his eyes.

"I'm about to catch your tail, Alien."

Twelve. Stable arrangements for both parties