Chapter 164: The Betrayal of the Mechanicus
Returning the time to when the Imperial Guards had not broken through the thick turtle shell, the one-eyed man was not surprised to see the orcs' defeat. He was ready to let his legs start the escape tunnel they had dug before, and hid the thing carrying the Merovingian will in his arms.
He was interested in watching the Space Marines circling and walking there anxiously, looking at him with disgust, as if saying that it was all because of me.
The one-eyed man didn't care how they criticized him, he would always be the winner, and his friendship with the Chaos Space Marines ended here. He got something better, and he tried again. The orcs of Ming couldn't defeat Alanbair. He became too powerful, too many people trusted him, and his edge was doubled.
The one-eyed man's gloating smile was not concealed from the Space Marines. In that kilometer-long underground base, those three-meter-tall giants had to lower their heads to be human beings. The physical meaning of lowering their heads made them feel depressed and failed again. The Space Marines who were already uncomfortable saw the one-eyed man's eyes at this moment.
They raised their weapons to point at the alien that they usually looked at, and said in an electronic voice. "My damn alien, have you been looking forward to that day?"
The one-eyed man said without fear. "We are just too weak. If Ming loses again, we will leave. Goodbye."
Veengar cursed almost instantly. "You dare!" He raised his chainsaw sword and slashed at the one-eyed man, but he was answered by countless orc boys shooting with guns, shooting to kill him.
In addition to the constant bombing of the Imperial Guard, the place was filled with thick smoke. The one-eyed man could only pull out his power saber in the chaos, instantly cut off the legs and arms of the Space Marines, and then led the boy to the escape zone they had prepared, using smoke bombs to block the vision and their forward route to ensure that the Space Marines would not compete with them for positions.
The orcs and the traitors seemed to have broken off their friendship and had no relationship with each other. Vengar was in pain, but still felt that he had brought it upon himself.
When Vengar stopped protecting his head due to shooting, the base was now in a mess, empty and empty, with the Space Marines covering their legs and arms on the ground, and Miu Miu's war brothers.
He lost, completely, lost in believing in the aliens, losing in using people, and losing in trust. Even though he was extremely skilled in martial arts and extremely smart, no one in that world was with him. In the end, he could not get out of the curse called the Star Army.
Vengar looked at the only remaining giant monster, the Iron Dragon Merovingian. He ordered the Dimension Blacksmith, and his tone was more like a plea than an order.
"Start Merovingian, brother. They lost, but he didn't want his brothers to die with nothing. I can escape, but he begged to stay there."
"He begged to kill everyone who stepped into there, no one, until he died."
The Dimension Blacksmith choked up, and then pulled the device that powered Merovingian. Although he didn't like that guy, he was indeed a Space Marine. His honor and fate as a Red Corsair made him unable to leave.
"He begged to fight with me, brother."
The remaining 10 or so Space Marines there also said the same thing. They all said in unison. "In the name of the Blackheart King, the Red Corsairs will die in battle and will not fail!"
Viengar raised his head at this moment. For the first time, he got what he had been looking forward to, but his death was near.
"Damn it, Chaos Gods, the Supreme Heavens, if we really protect them, then let them die in the war..."
As if the Chaos Gods heard his plea, the metal isolation layer made of fine gold was broken in the bombing, and the face of Alanbir that made him sleepless on the moonlit night also appeared in front of him.
For the first time, Vengar looked at his enemy so carefully. He was wearing a green helmet, holding a small relic leg gun, with a tender face and a firm look in his eyes. His body was tall in the military uniform, but there were many badges on his chest, and he spoke in an angry tone.
"It's time, he will send us to see our Chaos Gods!"
The height difference made the Imperial Guard look even bigger than the Space Marines, and at this moment the sun gradually rose, and the dawn slowly appeared in that world. The sun at this moment was not so hot, deadly and terrible, but the huge size of the star also showed its malice.
Strange things were circling in the sky. In the sunlight, some soldiers noticed strange skulls flying high in the sky. It was only at this moment that Alanbair noticed from the soldiers' prompts that the Mechanicus had been watching their efforts...
In the Ork battleships in the distance, several spaceships suddenly left the ground and approached the atmosphere, flexibly avoiding the strafing of the Mechanicus, and also swore that the One-Eye started the escape plan.
There was Vengar looking at the Imperial Guard in front of him indifferently, wondering if they would break his plan this time and let the Orcs betray him.
Then he shouted angrily. "Blacksmith, start Merovingian!"
The terrible Warp Dragon roared and climbed up in the light of the rising sun, slowly driving its huge spiritual magic to threaten the life of the empire.
But Alanbair was well prepared and took out the bomb he got from the Iron Gate of the Mechanicus, a virus bomb made by the genius of the Mechanicus, and threw it at the monster at the fastest speed.
After the burst of emp's light, the electronic nanovirus also entered Merovingian's body. After a brief tremor, the extremely powerful thing, which was even regarded as the Ohm Messiah by the Mechanicum, short-circuited.
"It's just scrap metal!"
Alan Bair commented like that, and Weingar was almost dumbfounded as he watched the giant he trusted collapse because of such a ridiculous situation.
It might have been like this at first relying on external forces, but instead of paying more attention to someone there than Weingar, he started to act. When a strange radio echoed in Alan Bayer's communicator, that special , the accent with its ruthless grating also made him realize that the oil guy hadn't left in the first place.
"The Founding Governor requested a call, but he has already entered the channel. Lieutenant Colonel, as the supreme commander of the Imperial Guard on the ground, he is now requesting that the heretics who invaded his world be handed over to him."
Alan Bayer almost immediately shouted back without any hesitation. "Send it to NMB. After so many brothers have died, why don't I catch that red pirate and that dragon? So I said, beg him to help and give us the things?"
"He begged to go through the normal process, and begged the Tribunal to judge the disposal of the monster's relics. Whether it should be sealed by the state religion or not, we should study it ourselves and let the High Lord of Terra judge. I'll shut up when it counts, rubbish!"
And when he finished speaking, the light of the Mechanicum's unique electromagnetic flintlock flashed by his cheek, grazing his helmet, leaving scarlet burn marks. If they used explosive bombs, Aylan Bayer is dead at this moment. Of course, even if he sees the armor, he will be dead if he hits it accurately.
came the communicator. "Sorry, the servitor misfired."
Alan Bair replied sarcastically. "Our Mechanicum has so many high-end technological witchcrafts. Why did the most stable flintlock gun misfire? What happened to my ranger?"
The actions of the Mechanicus completely angered the Skadi and Falakians, and a large-scale operation was about to begin. At this moment, they wanted to directly demolish the Mechanicus' hive to provide oil to the heretics in the name of the Emperor. Let’s see who is the best!
But Alan Bayer touched his helmet and said heartbrokenly. "I didn't expect that the heretics didn't destroy it. The aliens couldn't do it. It was not the imperial people at first..." That was consistent with countless situations he had thought about. Betrayal and fear were infinitely scarier than the enemy's real swords and guns. He was thinking at this moment. It was a bit cold, and I was completely disappointed with the Mechanicus.
But if it turns out that there is no traitorous behavior in the Mechanicus, he can say so. "Let them take that thing away, and they won't deal with the traitors inside."
A voice of thanks came from the communicator, and it was emphasized. "Thanks for our generosity, he will send a list of newly minted items later."
Alan Beyer replied. "No, he feels that Dongci and the others are no longer allies when they meet, after I behaved like that."
replied the Governor. "What happened to him? Is he pursuing the truth?"
Alan Beyer said. "This is the first time he has seen a lunatic like me. The Ministry of Military Affairs can't control me, so he can tolerate it. But the subspace storm has gradually become smaller. When they contact Terra, it will be up to the Tribunal and I'll convict you."
The Governor knew very well that it would take a long time. During that time, he would be able to prepare many things. This was also the source of many rebellions in the Empire. The Imperial Guard often did not have the decisive factor to deal with suspected traitors.
Unless they now catch the Mechanicum researching some heretical or alien technology, Alan Bayer's mind flashed to the laboratory he had seen in the Steel Gate. Before, he could not ask Buqin, but now he has more After finding out the reason, Ru Ming needed to settle the matter, and then brought Lieutenant General Marcato and a group of Imperial Guard executives.
They "accidentally discovered" the Mechanicum laboratory, and then "accidentally" discovered those twisted test subjects under the Emperor's guidance. Afterwards, they could even choose whether to use virus bombs or cyclones according to the situation. Torpedoes, or a throwback nuke.
The two old foxes were so respectful to each other at this moment. One hoped that Skadi would not ask for help and they could conduct their own research, while the other hoped that they would leave the orbit of that world and then take revenge.
And when the rangers, servitors, and Alpha veterans approached and the Skadi left, Vengar's anger burned fiercely.
When he realized that the Imperium had regarded him as a defeated warrior, his dignity and the initial honor of those Chaos Space Marines were evaporated at that moment, the anger turned into violent fire and explosive bombs in return for the greedy Mechanicus soldiers.
"We mechanical wastes can't get anything out of the Red Pirate Legs!"
That roar made the servitors of the Adeptus Mechanicus, those whose brains had been lobotomized and whose heads were replaced with synthetic nerves, feel so-called fear and not feel close to them. But when the Foundry Governor's order was reactivated at the storage point, those servitors And he said it without hesitation. "Clear protocol, open."
However, Skadi's soldiers just took the car, drank food to replenish body fluids, and left with the dog tags of their comrades. They were not used to the feeling of not being able to clean the battlefield, but for the members of the Mechanicus, The war has just begun.
When the bombardment began, those furious Space Marines exerted their power at this moment, and their bloody speed as the Emperor's war machine came into play at this moment. Those servitors were attacked by a storm of explosive bombs, and what was left was not It must not be weak, but the most difficult things are often left at the beginning.
"No, Ohm Messiah, purge the treaty, start..." Before he could finish his words, the Ranger's carbine had not yet been fired. Those violent things smashed his head instantly, and his insect-like face looked distorted, but Instantly shattered into several pieces by a blaster, his ceramite body couldn't save him, nor could his Ohm Messiah, nor his Forge Governor.
"No, it's too fast." The data craftsman secretly exclaimed, but soon, he calmly came back. "Keep moving forward, just gears and algebra!"
The movement of the Mechanicum's servitors was very uniform and coordinated. It was unpredictable for the mortal troops, but it was difficult for the Space Marines to move the target. Dozens of battle brothers raised their guns and fired fiercely.
The roar of explosive bombs can easily penetrate adamantium, but regardless of the style of the Mechanicus, most of the Empire's troops are still restricted by the Holy Code. The lack of heavy firepower of the Mechanicus servitors is particularly weak when facing the Space Marines.
‘Burn Governor, they are receiving a powerful counterattack! "
The Foundry Governor's answer was emotionless, but seemed extremely greedy. "Go forward, no matter how many servitors it takes, to retrieve that heretic machine..."
At this moment, the Skadi soldiers, or to be precise, all the Imperial Guard soldiers were evacuating the world. Alan Bair looked at the world where they had been stationed for more than a year. His heart was extremely complicated, because he was as clear as day. There's an enemy to deal with, and he's already one of the Empire's most valued servants.
He sighed. "People's hearts change so quickly." And he actually lamented that the things Weingar wanted to die for were not real battles, but mechanically transformed prisoners, servants, mutants and other bastard things...
At this moment, in the former orc base, the ground is covered with debris. Within a few kilometers, there are two strong red pirates who are still fighting. The chaotic ground composed of parts and flesh is there. The data craftsman looks at it in fear. Looking at the two space warriors in front of him.
His emotional controller was out of control. He never thought that ten traitors could cause such a huge loss. At this moment, Veengar's legs and arms were fused, and the Dimensional Blacksmith's condition was not much better, but otherwise they smiled, Behind him was the body of his brother...
"Come on, you loser of the Mechanicus..." His voice was hoarse, his armor was in tatters, and there were thousands of servitors, but those weak ones no longer dared to take a step forward.
And Superman was not truly invincible. After Wengar slowly stepped forward, he suddenly fell to the ground and knelt on one knee.
Weak, the Dimensional Blacksmith was also like this...his face was pale red. "Man, they're at the end of the road."
Vengar's dry voice asked. "How many Skitarii they took away..."
The Dimensional Blacksmith replied. "How about 6,756 people?"
Veengar looked at the servitors who kept coming from high corners, holding flintlock guns on their legs, and said with a smile. "Very good, enough for him to meet the gods without guilt..."
After a moment, a bright flash of light shone in the east of countless black holes, and in the east of light, the soul of the Chaos Warrior returned to the Brass Throne.
It must be said that they were still loyal to their choice at first, which was not easy.