Warhammer: Start with a dog

"To be honest, I think Berossus would be extremely happy now if he had boarded the Iron Blood with us in Medlengard that day."

Dassadra, Honso and Parogov walked together on the road to the hangar. The ceramite boots made a clanging sound on the bright ground. Their brand-new bolters and power axes were magnetically locked on their waists. The body swayed as the body walked, and the helmet's eyepiece flashed with a frightening green light.

The Potion Master now does not shy away from his young apprentice when talking to his former colleagues - part of this is undoubtedly due to his proud confidence in the effects of the enhanced brainwashing surgery he has repeatedly performed on Parogov.

But on the other hand, considering that in the later period of Parogov (in fact, due to the nature of his experimental subjects, the proportion of these modifications was higher than that of others), all the purified gene seeds and cultured organs used in the modifications were provided by Honso himself. It is difficult to say that it is because of his own How much of the care that a Chaos Space Marine with a mixed-race identity and fighting alone in a warband for a long time had for this purest Imperial Fist in the universe were unnecessary emotional components that should have been eliminated.

Just like now, when Honso was talking about some old things with his former adjutant Dasadra, Parogov just listened quietly, his helmet hiding all his expressions well.

"Is it because he is Tai Wuwei and we are not?" Hong Suo sneered, "Even if he is Tai Wuwei, I can still tear him down in person."

In fact, it should be easier now. He moved his left hand and thought that the medical equipment on his gauntlet contained many "little surprises" given to him by the Lord of Iron...

Dassadra just shrugged, "The main thing is that you see, generally speaking, excluding special situations like Berossus, a Dreadnought is a popular choice in a so-called Holy Code Chapter. Elders who are respected by people, but they rarely hold command positions. After all, it is not easy to wake them up and let them move outside for a long time, and it requires a lot of maintenance resources. Oh, I am not doubting your ability, I am just saying that it is common in other places. Condition."

Honso nodded reservedly as the original pharmacist, and Dassadra continued, "But if we count...well...the Imperial Fists that you have transformed, the paint has not yet dried. I don't trust those guys who can't build walls well. Even if we add their number and those naive and stupid little pets, we currently only have three non-full companies. And the only company commander who will come to the front line is Taiwan is fearless, and he is also a battle supervisor. Taking into account other assessment restrictions and competitive relationships, this means that we only have one and a half companies, and may need to fight against a small Titan army, a skitarii with a number of 10,000, and those who although fighting Om Messianic fanatic with poor skills but deadly weapons.”

"Oh, and also," Dasadra's face darkened at this point, "we also need to ensure the survival of slaves and technicians during the process."

"That's right." The Potion Master was very calm, "But we still have the original body and this great flagship at the feet of the original body. You should also have seen what happened near Mandeville Point. Tell me, Da Sadra, ten thousand years ago, did this powerful battleship also have such an immovable iron wall?"

"That's true." The eternal war veteran also had a thoughtful expression on his face. "To be honest, I have never seen such an unreasonable void shield in my long service life. Praise us and other great Father of Genes! Let’s talk between you and me—I guess the Iron Lord has made adjustments to his main weapon array that will make those zombie king lackeys pop their eyes out.”

"So you see, what we are going to do is actually very interesting. Destroying a planet is neither unfamiliar nor difficult for us. The interesting thing is to take it down intact." The Potion Master led the two of them in Stopping in front of the hangar's passage door, "Special stealth operations, Iron Warriors!" He shook his head, "I never thought I would see these two terms being used together in my lifetime."

Dassadra stepped forward and opened the hangar door, and Parogov spoke.

"Just like you never thought that your name would be connected with the Potion Master? Master Honso?" He saw the skull mask of Julius who was performing a blessing ceremony for everyone's weapons in front of the queue and turned to him. , their eyes met for a moment behind the eyepieces.

"Ha! Little Niraido, it's like I never imagined that I would have everything I have now." The pharmacist master in white armor grinned. He stepped into the hangar, his white teeth flashing with bloodthirsty metal. "So any bastard who dares to interfere with it, I will tear his head to pieces and sew it into his ASS."

"That doesn't sound like it would be particularly friendly to the person doing the surgery. The unpleasant smell may be too strong, Master Honso."

"It's hard to say. The universe is so big. Maybe someone can understand the benefits."

"It's a pity that the crow was ordered to guard our 'First Company Commander' alone because we were tied in the end. Hey, the Raven Guard's skills would have been very useful in this kind of operation, but I haven't There’s still time to experiment with that.”

Thinking of the double helix specimens from Nikon Sharokin that had just been replicated, purified and concentrated in his laboratory, Master Hongsuo, the famous gene predator of the Destiny Steel, smacked his lips with regret. If he had been given a little more time... …

"I'm going to the other team, Master Honso." Parogov's voice brought his thoughts back to reality.

"Go, little Niraidoa, remember to give them a little apothecary battlefield hand speed shock! Ha!"

"I will."

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Apparently Belakaan's Mechanicus Council cares more about the massive food and freshwater cargo and more trade contracts that the Destiny Steel claims to carry than they let on.

Because just when the time clock skipped the last second of the 30th hour, the bridge received a reply on time that the other party allowed them to enter the port.

"They really don't seem to be very calm." Perturabo, Lamizane, Ma'atra and Thad were sitting next to the three-dimensional holographic sand table on the bridge. Captain Walter used his usual Professionalism and excellence: Pretend not to notice that the mortal advisor and the beautifully decorated new Dreadnought also have a seat here, sitting opposite their primarch.

A noble but slightly stiff voice came from the fearless person who called himself Sade, as if the speaker had not spoken with his own tongue for a long time, but the hoarse and dry voice still made people laugh after being filtered by the helmet grille. It reminds people of a soft and gorgeous pronunciation, although the coldness and determination of a warrior cannot be ignored by anyone.

"Based on the current intelligence and action plan," Thad raised his power claw, the tip of the claw gracefully drew an arc, pointed at a certain part of the hologram, and magnified it, "We will be within 10 standard Terra minutes. Then it will be lowered to a sufficient height and connected to the port on the large ship repair platform near the planet."

"My personal opinion is to immediately concentrate all our forces on a lightning decapitation raid on their mechanical council, and at the same time use the Iron Blood's rapid decompilation technology to break into the core of their main cogitator," he shook his head with slight regret. , "Of course, because we have special competition needs this time, we will only lock the planet's orbital platform and weapon defense array after parking, creating about 900 seconds of invasion interference time for the two teams. The rest depends on They have their own plans.”

Perturabo let out another loud snort and gave the psychic consultant next to him a vicious look with his eyepiece.

Lamizane coughed dryly in embarrassment.

Maatra held his staff with empty eyes and muttered mindless words such as "How could this happen? How could I fail?"

"Then let's see how things develop." Wuwei said in a singing tone in the roughest voice, which brushed over the hearts of every living person like the wings of a phoenix, "We'll see."

Gua.

After writing it, I found that at least this chapter and the following ones are surprisingly serious... It is indeed full of changes.