Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #134 - Chapter 127: Some Hydra tanks and some basilisks.

Chapter 127: Just some Hydra tanks, some basilisks, and forget about the servitors

When the Imperial Guard came there, both the governor and the priests of the Mechanicum were indifferent to them. Such indifference was due to the indifference and arrogance of mortal flesh.

But they will not expel the Imperial Guard, just take advantage of it. They firmly believe that the light of Ohm’s Messiah will shine there and victory will always be there.

In addition to faith, the people there still have considerable trust in the triangular defense curtain composed of three modified asteroids near their system. The man-made defense system called the Steel Gate and the Imperial Guard fleet have completely blocked it. The Lord of the World seeks the way to the Warp.

The Mandeville Point turned the vastness of the void into lines connecting the galaxy. The subspace undercurrents extending in all directions carried countless ships away, including invaders and guardians.

The subspace is like a river that connects countless imperial worlds. It is not only terrifying, but also connects the future of mankind and the core of exploration and adventure, as well as attack and defense.

The Steel Gate protects that world, and according to records, it is even equipped with a small volcano cannon, which can destroy a cruiser with just one shot…

The three asteroids in Port are still not enough to resist the enemy. The Black Heart King has an absolute advantage in resources. This is not what the Mechanicus fears and worries about, nor why they contact the Imperial Guard.

Maybe that’s why he pays taxes to my empire every day. Now I’ve almost fulfilled my obligation! ?

Therefore, their attitude towards the Astra Militarum was not very good. Firstly, the Imperial State Church and the Mechanicus were basically two different faiths. Secondly, they had reproductive isolation, which basically destined the Governor to be indifferent.

Therefore, walking in the central area of ​​the forging world, Alan Bair, who has not been modified at all, cannot be said to be eye-catching. I can only describe it. One day, a naked man came to the Red Palace, and then all the guards of the Red Palace She follows him very closely but doesn’t move her legs.

For the Adeptus Mechanicus, this is probably not how it feels for untransformed mortals to walk into the foundry center, and the look in Alan Bair’s eyes, most of which are made up of monitors, is dangerous, crazy, and greedy. The treasure he has.

For Alan Bair, is it a complete waste to hand over the relics of the Dark Ages to the Mechanicus? If they can really research something and benefit the empire, he naturally doesn’t care about paying, but in most cases , high-level technical sages will monopolize technology, and then those stcs that have been reproduced with great difficulty, moon, moon, and night, spending countless manpower and material resources, will disappear completely after their death.

For the Adeptus Mechanicus, it is extremely difficult to manufacture those STCs after they are developed. In most cases, Dongbu can’t do it, but it can’t be mass-produced. Soldiers can still use lasers and plasma, and only some elites can do it. Try to distribute it. Even so, the Mechanicus will give priority to those who are related.

So, why not keep it for yourself? Should we let those murderous weapons break down on the battlefield, or should we keep them in storage and wait for some genius engine guy to crack them, and then he dies? Those things

Disappear again?

Thinking about it, smelling, and tasting the smell of the fuel, I watched with eager eyes and asked about 6-19 times along the way. “Sir, do you need him to help you get something?” the servitor asked Dong, and Alan Bair finally arrived at the location of the founding governor.

After the adamantine door opened with the squeaking sound of gears, the room suddenly generated air pressure, almost to the point of being crazy enough to suck people in. Alan Bair couldn’t help but hold his breath.

After about a few seconds, the appearance of the room could finally be seen clearly. Inside the metal walls and messy things, experimental props, complex lathes, and a large amount of kraft paper were scattered and piled up here. Amidst countless knowledge, the room’s In the center, there was a leg surgery table, on which an orc who was disemboweled and disemboweled was tied up and died peacefully without closing his eyes.

A roughly two-meter humanoid thing stood next to the orc. Many pliers, knives, drills, and countless mechanical legs and arms were swinging on his body. His body had been completely transformed. There were probably some parts that were still clean, such as his brain?

The red robe, the body made of ceramic steel, and the scarlet monitor were shaking wildly. At this moment, he made a voice, and with that voice, we could roughly judge his age. The voice sounded like that of an old man in his 80s, so whether it was blocked by the grille It only appears powerful after being strengthened with the communicator.

“Sorry, his vocal cords are very unmodified. A guest of the Imperial Guard, praising the Ohm Messiah. He was just performing leg surgery and dissecting the orcs, which is his monthly required course.”

“Outside of that time he’ll drain the oxygen out of there to create a vacuum, ensuring the orcs don’t rot and decompose.”

Alan Bayer also noticed that the floors there were all made of fine gold, with no gaps, as if they were fused during casting, and no traces of welding. Not to mention the orc spores, even if the elites in the living room were not stabbed, they would not be able to climb out.

And the electronic sound and the sizzling sound of the damn mechanical joints echoed in his ears, like a mechanical spider made of metal crawling in his head. Alan Bayer managed to maintain his gentleness and elegance to answer.

“It’s okay, Mr. Founding Governor, the Skadi Corps is happy to help, and he will definitely not care about your voice.”

He nodded. If that action was still not the human ceremonial action Alan Bair knew, it would be hard to imagine that the thing in front of him had anything to do with humans. Even if it were not, the orcs would still comment on the actions of the Mechanicus. “Even if he’s not a mad doctor, he’s not half as crazy as those gear boys.”

The foundry governor put away his terrible blood-stained limbs and said in a gentle tone. “Servant, give me some tea. I’m sorry, he can’t taste the food. His stomach was damaged during that time, and its stinging will affect his movements. Although he can no longer feel the pain, he still carries on. transformation.”

Alan Bair asked with interest. “Then how many places do you have…” He thought about many words. “First wife?”

Several legs of the Founding Governor pointed at his head, throat, and heart.

“When Dong Lai decided to replace the heart, he almost gave up everything that was wrong.”

Alan Bair frowned. For the empire, especially for its meritorious personnel, countless life-extending legs and genes that humans have evolved over tens of thousands of years have made it very difficult for the people of the empire to survive in their 80s-90s. Can be counted as “middle age”.

Of course, the one who doesn’t care about his identity is that basically all the school-level officers in the empire will not be too short-lived. Just ask me to prove my worth. And because of the doctrine and technology of the Mechanicus, if nothing happens to a Mechanicus sage, , it will be no problem to live for thousands of years.

Therefore, the “old man” in front of him obviously has not taken care of his wet parts at all, and he can even say that he dislikes them.

Alan Bayer has a part of his body that is influenced by his parents. The feeling that the old guy gave him is getting worse and worse. Compared with the girls in his group, he is much better, although he does not look as tall as he is. It looks like a transformation, but is it clearly human-like?

Of course, could it be because she is too young…

But whether he was disgusted or disgusted, whether he wanted to cooperate or not, Alan Bayer nodded. “So about the alliance between the Imperial Guard and the Mechanicus Skitarii…” As soon as he spoke, the sage made a voice.

“That’s enough, he doesn’t want to hear that, and you know very well why he asked you to come there.” The Mechanical Sage has no patience. He can spend hundreds of years quietly studying something, but he is not willing to listen. Alan Beyer talks about his world-ending collaboration.

Because from the beginning, the Mechanical Sage was not a warrior, an officer, or a noble, but a solid scientific researcher. If he could touch the human relics of the Dark Ages, he would rather the world be reduced to ruins. For a sage, that world is just a way for him to obtain research information, and he does not seek it again.

The value of knowledge is endless, and the founding governor is in a hurry. He has no time to play house with mortals. Alan Bayer also sees the intention of that person. He has already begun to think about whether to go to the first macro branch (although This explanation is rough and stupid, but it can be reluctantly understood as the regiment-level composition of the Skitarii. However, the Skitarii is actually composed of multiple branches, and they are all controlled by infantry composed of servitors and a small number of data sages. ) to help him protect that world.

But he also considered that the personalities of the Mechanicus were probably the same, and he sighed. “Tell your servitor to keep it, and now give him the list.”

The Foundry Governor couldn’t help but feel happy, even though his emotional suppressor was already buzzing. As a mechanical sage, his brain had not been modified too much. “What can you offer?”

His word order became faster, obviously, and Alan Bair also answered. “Nano virus guns, yuan-number weapons, probably hundreds.”

“Hundred, hundred, bye bye A Hong!” The mechanical sage was stuck. He repeated that word for about half a minute until his server was re-adjusted. Alan Bair almost couldn’t help it and wanted to shoot him to death. That old guy, if he hadn’t taken into account the many things he had done in the past, there would have been those elite Skitarii Alphas, almost all of whom were mechanical, holding electromagnetic firearms and eyeing him.

The mechanical sage calmed down and closed his eyes. If that thing is an eye, although he theoretically does not have eyelids, it is possible that because of his habits during his life, he can still close the iron sheet, so that the eyelids should be there. Something covered his eyeballs.

After a while, several servitors came over with long lists, ranging from common individual weapons to automatic guns. The prices were clearly marked. There was even a nano-weapon written on it, and how much a atomic weapon could be exchanged for.

This efficiency made Alan Bayer’s eyelids twitch slightly. Fortunately, no other officers came that time, just him and his elite Skadi regiment. He picked up the long piece of brown paper in the servitor’s leg and looked at the details. appearance.

“The price is a bit high?” Alan Bayer said, but he knew very well that the price there was not outrageous, because those weapons were worthless to him. Compared with the so-called technological relics of the Dark Ages, For Skadi’s only group, those things were scrap metal without ammunition.

The technical sage replied. “Needless to say, flesh and blood, if that’s the highest price in that star region, I know it.”

Alan Bayer was still panting and pretending to be confused. “The relics of the Dark Ages are marketable and priceless. We, the Adeptus Mechanicus, must know that. If we miss the inventory of his only regiment, Skadi, we will go digging in the fields, maybe we can get it out.”

The technical sage didn’t want to theory, he just wanted to study the wisdom of ancient humans. Although he kept talking about the dark ages, all the top officials in the empire knew that those relics were ridiculously easy to use.

But if Yue saw the clues of the heyday of mankind from the power of witchcraft, he was fascinated by it. At the same time, many sages of the Mechanicus fell into the corruption of chaos. It can be said that the empire was as timid as Ming in various aspects. None of them are given by subspace.

But Alan Bair doesn’t care whether the sage in front of him will fall. If he really joins the traitors, the wrath of the Empire’s Hammer will be waiting for him.

The sage of the Mechanicus also saw the firmness and will in Alan Bair’s eyes. As the saying goes, people become better with age. Even if they are technical nerds and inhumane machine-modified people, they can understand what kind of people are worth socializing with. Of course, the Mechanicus Everything depends on belief and knowledge reserve, but interpersonal relationships will not be a bad stepping stone.

For example, Alan Baier can judge that the Mechanicus girl in his group is just a disciple of the sage, and she will definitely rise to prominence in the future. Even if her sect is very partial, it still does not mean that the small forces in the empire can interfere with her.

It’s because the higher-ups of the Mechanicum rarely show their emotional intelligence in front of them, unless that person makes them feel valuable.

That’s right, Ru Ming, the casting governor of that world, had a strange feeling. If he made friends with the guy in front of him, his inheritance would be much greater, and the God of All Machines would definitely be much better as well.

“Okay, in addition to providing supplies, our subsequent maintenance and ammunition supplies will also be discounted, and supplies from their world will be given priority to my regiment in the future.” The mechanical sage’s words are extremely valuable, as they are a first-class high tax standard. In the imperial world, their tax revenue is enough to cover about 50 standard imperial worlds, which means a huge population base of tens of billions of people.

Although Skadi’s only regiment has never been short of money, they have also experienced being squeezed out by local military departments in other star regions, suffering from insufficient supplies, and miserable journeys with poor supplies. Rumor has it that there is a forging world and a garden world that can continuously supply it. It is naturally better to provide supplies and materials, and he can even break away from the Imperial Military Affairs Department…

Alain Byrma is getting dangerous heretical ideas out of the way, and he’s getting into purchasing mode.

“The Hydra anti-aircraft tank has 12 units, the basilisk has 15 units, and the Salamander reconnaissance tank Kane likes it so much that I have two units for fun.”

“Then Plasma, first each team has a plasma gun leg, and then give the assault troops some melta guns and melta leg grenades. We will make do with one thing and get a thousand guns.”

The tip of the pen was writing and drawing on the kraft paper, which made people wonder whether the war engines of the empire did not ask for money. When Alan Bayer finished writing, large and small war materials were hung all over the paper, and the sage performed extremely fast mental calculations. For a moment, his transformed body trembled obviously.

He knew that he had been studying (dismantling) things since he came to the east for hundreds of years!