Stars for the good Warhammer

As the other party's words fell, Hoffman patted the dust on his body and stood up from the ground. The two of them were currently in a ruins near the factory that had not yet been eradicated. Since the Mechanicus took over this place, A planet later, the towns where they originally lived were all razed to the ground, and all the people in them, men, women, old and young, were driven into factories.

Through the dilapidated window, there are many, many cannibal factories that are like spitting flames in the original gray plain, like isolated islands that separate the people of Karen and imprison them, and those are Huo. The person Fuman plans to unite with.

"I have prepared the things. There are about 50,000 of you, and there are only 200 guards in the factory at most. These should be enough to help you cause quite a stir around here."

When he heard this, Hoffman first glanced at the iron box behind the other party. According to the other party, it contained a whole box of mini bombs made using the principle of nuclear energy reaction. Its power was enough to easily destroy the factory. of walls.

Although he has not really seen the specific power of that thing, at the moment he can only choose to believe this strange guy who has recently taken the initiative to contact them secret resisters. After all, if they only rely on these low-level miners who cannot read a single word, I am afraid that I will never be able to get past the strong defense measures in the factory.

Then, just listen to the other party continue to speak.

"But you need to remember one thing, try not to cause damage to the energy core in the center of the factory. You will need to transport the core components of that thing here, and I will provide you with more weapons to help you resist the empire. Don’t forget that’s part of our deal.”

Finally, the other party's words made Hoffman couldn't help but ask more questions.

"I'm curious, what exactly do you plan to use that thing for?"

However, he soon regretted it.

"It's simple. I need that thing to help me leave this disgusting place. My master has returned and I need to return to him as soon as possible."

When he said this, the other party's tone couldn't help but pause.

"But then again. As early as 4,700 years ago, my spaceship accidentally crashed into the hinterland of this planet. At that time, your ancestors were already living in cities."

"Originally, I thought that I would wait until your technology improved before I could find a way to repair my spaceship. But after all these years, instead of progressing, your civilization has started to cultivate by slashing and burning?"

"Lord of Ashes, I simply doubt that the scholars and rulers on your planet have forgotten to grow their brains. Fortunately, the equipment held by those members of the Mechanicus is somewhat useful, although they look crazy. And not very friendly.”

Perhaps because of wandering in the wilderness full of radiation and sandstorms all year round, the other party seemed to talk a lot. For a robot with the attribute of chatty, it has to be said that this feeling is quite strange.

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Not long after, after hiding the bomb with his companions who came to relieve him, Hoffman successfully returned to his work place before a routine inspection.

However, after telling his companions about his plan, some people in the team suddenly backed down.

"Destroying the outer wall of the armory with a bomb? Do we really want to do that?"

"The imperial troops stationed in the hive will never let us go easily, and there are also Mechanicus' skitarii there. It might be easier if we just escape and hide in the mountains of the boulder forest."

It was clear that this critical moment had been reached, and this attitude made Hoffman feel angry.

"Do you plan to endure it forever? It is because of the arrival of the Empire that it has brought so much suffering to us. If they can be driven away, then we can regain our freedom and live a self-sufficient life like our ancestors. Life!"

"But can we really do it? We are just a group of untrained ordinary people. How can we fight against the human empire?"

The person who spoke was a young man. At the same time, it was easy to see from the eyes of the other members that they did not want to confront the empire head-on.

However, when he heard this, Hoffman, as the team leader, was not eager to refute anything.

"Once you see with your own eyes what those Imperial bastards did to Karen's people, you won't have these thoughts anymore."

Having said that, he took the initiative to drop the heavy mine manuscript in his hand, and then motioned to the people in front of him to follow him.

Not long after, through some secret passages that the miners had opened in private, Hoffman quietly led a few people to the vicinity of a closed factory area on the west side of the factory. Unlike other areas in the factory area, there were not many local guards. Therefore, they easily got in through a breach in the wall.

According to the factory managers, what is set up here is the production workshop of nutritional paste, which is the production place of the viscous liquid that the miners consume every morning.

And as soon as a group of people approached the factory, the deafening roar instantly attracted everyone's attention. It seemed that some kind of huge machinery was constantly stirring something.

"Go and have a look."

"See the truth about the Empire"

While speaking, Hoffman, who was sitting slumped in the corner, motioned with his eyes to several people to look inside through the window. With curiosity, one person in the team climbed up the window sill and successfully saw the scenery clearly.

The next moment, the young man's legs suddenly softened and he fell down from above. His pale face clearly showed that he had seen some extremely terrifying scene.

When others stretched their heads to look, they saw several white "hills" rising up in the vast factory building. If they looked carefully, they were countless bodies that had been stripped of their clothes and washed briefly.

Underneath the mountain of corpses are several industrial containers that are still churning.

What is produced is the so-called "nutrient solution" used by the managers of this factory to feed the workers.

This is a genuine flesh and blood factory. Even death cannot take these low-level workers away from this place. Seeing these people collapse and vomit, Hoffman stood up without panic and dissatisfaction, and then said: said a voice as calm as possible.

"You've seen it"

"This is why we must make the empire pay with blood."

"They must pay for the suffering of Karen's people."