Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 46 44. Awarding Armor, and the Forging Master

Endurance, Space Marine armor room.

Now.

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The dim room, dimly lit by candles, gathered in the center of the room.

Blanca led Hades in. Hades' tall figure was a little awkward in the room.

The veteran led Hades to a low platform surrounded by candles.

Just now, Hades had been asked to put on a thick black lining of bionic polymer armor, and was also asked to write down a sentence.

However, Hades had no idea what this High Gothic sentence meant, and was only asked to say this sentence at the end.

Why don't you explain to him what this sentence means?

Does this feel like signing a contract of sale? !

Garro looked at Hades in the darkness of the room. He could smell a slight nervousness emanating from the recruit's sweat.

Tsk.

Jialuo still has certain expectations for this new recruit who will finally fight with the original body.

He hoped he saw it right.

Enrique, the foundry master of the 7th company, came in, followed by a technical sergeant.

Wearing mk3 type power armor, behind his back, the countless serving arms on the power backpack trembled slightly as the casting master walked.

The technical sergeant walked to Blanca's side, and after a while, he led Hades in reciting the oath of loyalty.

Generally speaking, during the armor conferment ceremony of a new recruit, the Mechanicus of the Adeptus Mechanicus will lead the recitation of the oath of loyalty, but now is the transitional period of the legion. A large number of recruits have entered the army, and the Mechanicus also needs to be responsible for the equipment of the legion. supply, the work was simplified and then performed by the technical sergeants of each company.

Enrique came to Gallo's side, and the two stopped in the dark, waiting for Hades's armor conferment ceremony.

In Jialuo's helmet, a tingling sound of electricity rang out from the personal communication channel.

Enrique's voice sounded, low and clear in low Gothic,

"Blanca didn't explain the oath to this new recruit."

Garro's eyes were still on Hades in the center of the room. On the black armor lining, the light spots of candles flickered on it.

"You have a crush on him."

This was an affirmative sentence, not a question, Jia Luo's calm and steady voice sounded.

Enrique would not say anything that seemed like an explanation for a new recruit.

The voice on the channel hesitated for a moment and then sounded again.

"My comrades from other companies and I went to Barbarus to collect their technology."

"This new recruit is not only the one who finally accompanied the original body to the summit, but he also designed the armor they wear."

The commendable technical level is not only the reasonable armor structure, but also the fiber of a local fern plant is appropriately mixed into the ceramic steel using special technology in proportion to increase the overall toughness of the armor.

Enrique still remembered the look on his face when he saw the sample of this armor, the very detailed and precise drawings, and the expressions on the faces of the forging masters.

They thought this would be a technology left over from the planet. Although this design is far behind the empire's current technology, it can be seen from the economic structure on Barbarus that the local people do not have the ability to develop this kind of equipment themselves. possible.

But later it was discovered that it was designed by a local Death Guard rebel.

What surprised Enrique even more was that the designer of this armor was actually the only recruit in his company.

He didn't know that Jialuo would give him such a big gift.

In fact, to be fair, the teachings followed by the Mechanicus are to reproduce the "original appearance of machines" that originally existed in the universe according to the wisdom of the God of All Machines.

They are not creating, they are just inspired by the God of All Machines to restore the original appearance of these equipments.

Bold innovation and transformation are not allowed; this is an evil blasphemy.

But there is always a small gap between ideal and reality.

Compared to the mechanical sages singing hymns in the foundry workshop, there are always far too many surprises and variables on the battlefield where artillery fire is roaring.

Suppose you currently have a Predator tank and a Predator tank with scrapped tracks and completely unusable.

Your squadron is then asked to capture a fortress at a narrow pass.

At this time, as the technical sergeant of the squadron, are you removing the turret from the tank that is about to be scrapped and installing it on another tank? Or are you worried about it?

That must be installed on it.

But this falls within the scope of "blasphemy".

This led to the fact that the technical sergeants in the legion did not have a very good reputation among the Mechanicus.

Moreover, Enrique has been following up and analyzing the strategic preferences of the original body Mortarion during this period.

The Forgemasters and Techmarines of the Death Guard discovered that Mortarion preferred the deployment of infantry over the heavy use of armored vehicles and transport vehicles.

This means that in the Death Guard Legion, the status of marginalized technical sergeants will be further diluted because of their belief in the Mechanicus.

At this time, a recruit appeared in front of Forging Master Enrique. He was very talented in mechanical research and was rumored to have a good relationship with Mortarion.

Even if he has a little creative flaw, it is completely harmless.

Gallo's voice interrupted Enrique's thinking,

"Don't disturb him during recruit training."

On Enrique, red light spots from various devices flashed.

"I know that."

The Techmarine's low, powerful words broke the silence in the room.

Hades stood on a low platform surrounded by candles, and the heavy armor was mechanically assembled piece by piece on Hades controlled by the servitor.

"Hades from Barbarus."

The technical sergeant said in complicated and gorgeous Gothic,

"In the name of Mortarion and the Emperor."

"Will you be his silent warrior?"

"Are you willing to be his unbreakable blade?"

"Are you willing to give everything you have for the Empire?"

The last piece of armor was assembled as these words were spoken, and two servitors slowly walked in holding deflagration guns.

In the shadows, Gallo and Enrique looked at the figure on the low platform.

"For the Emperor."

A vague voice with a Barbarus accent read out his oath.

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