Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 213 Dr. Sai Bing Chong Chong Chong

A solitary Chimera armored personnel carrier, crushing the freshly opened soil, slowly drove towards the hilltop from the pervasive gray mist.

The metal tracks crushed broken bones, iron sheets and stones, making a "creaking" sound. As the sound approached, the square front face of the armored vehicle gradually became clear.

A naked giant with only the upper body remaining is suspended from it.

Cast-iron hooks pierced the captive's limbs, nailing the Emperor's Angel to the hull of the armored vehicle.

He hangs loosely on the shackles, with his head bowed, covered with black hair, bathed in the pain of his life, the skin is separated from the muscles, and the muscles are separated from the bones. There was no sound, only the slight sound of the tracks crushing the dirt.

The blood was still dripping in the form of a liquid, colliding against the planks, but it was no longer rushing like rain. The physiology of a space warrior, despite his genetically programmed immortality, could only hold so much blood.

"Ah-"

The armored car trembled and stopped in front of everyone.

Witness this scene.

Fu Qinghai and the three were silent together.

No. 56's eyes widened, and he quickly stepped forward, reaching out to support the space warrior's chin.

He revealed a mutilated face that was destroyed by viciousness. His face may have been so cold and proud, but now there are only bare tiny blood vessels and blood-soaked layered muscles. The curly and wet black hair hangs down on the scarlet On a skinless face.

Even his eyelids were cut off, and the eyeballs without eyelids were staring blankly, staring at a void that does not exist, and the brilliance in the pupils had already lost.

"It's... not bad, it's not Satfaran."

No. 56 sighed and said in a low voice:

"I thought he was captured by the Iron Warriors."

Fu Qinghai took a step forward and asked in a deep voice:

"Who is he?"

No. 56 lowered his head and whispered:
"I don't know his name, only that he was one of the three Raven Guard captured with Sutterfaran on the space hulk."

This is a Chimera armored personnel carrier with all weapons and turrets removed. Camille turned on the perspective of the helmet, scanned the armored vehicle carefully, and said:

"Khan, there's only one servitor inside."

Fu Qinghai nodded. He saw a data board, taped to the armor plate, with a line written crookedly in blood:

"A small present for Mr. Sutterfaran."

The blood had dried up, so Fu Qinghai reached out and tore off the tape, took down the data pad, and turned on the screen.

On the screen is a video from a selfie perspective:

In the dark underground space, three horrific and distorted Chaos Space Marines were sitting around a bonfire. They smiled wantonly at the camera. The flesh on the side of their cheeks had been pierced, revealing the flesh wrapped in steel. Fangs, and a black-spotted tongue.

A corpse was lying beside the bonfire. The ceramic steel armor on its chest was broken. A Chaos Space Marine raised the iron pick in his hand. On it was a lump of flesh that Fu Qinghai felt familiar, and the flesh was still stuck together. Touching the connective tissue, the Chaos Space Marine put the skewers on the bonfire and roasted them slightly, and said with a wicked smile:

"Satfaran, I heard that your legion is facing reconstruction, Gaga, do you really want this thing, huh?"

After finishing speaking, the Chaos Space Marine bit the meat skewer into his mouth, and chewed vigorously, the light red juice overflowed from his holed cheeks, and then rolled his tongue, swallowing the rotten meat ball into his stomach .

The screen went off and the screen returned to pitch black.

That's the gene seed.

Fu Qinghai knew this behavior.

In the Eye of Terror of later generations, the gene-seed taken from the body of a loyal space soldier also has a special title-sweet jerky.

Chaos Space Marines gain no enhancement from eating the Gene-Seed, they simply use it to humiliate loyal Space Marines, as many Chapters desperately need it to recruit recruits.

No. 56 put his arm on the side panel of the armored vehicle, rested his forehead on the armor, and closed his eyes in pain:

"I killed them."

"I could have...if I had figured it out, if I had tried harder, I could have gotten them all out, fuck it."

Joestar was short of breath, his face flushed, and he clenched the steel claws in his hand tightly in anger.

Camille had already inspected the entire armored vehicle, walked to Fu Qinghai and said in a low voice:

"The steering wheel was fixed, a servitor was strapped to the seat, and the engine tank had just enough promethium in it to burn out when it reached us."

Camille pointed to the corpse still hanging on the front armor, and said:
"Under the spine, there is an armor-piercing grenade that has been pulled out, and the firing pin is on the bone."

Fu Qinghai nodded:
"I saw."

It seems that the Raven Guard named "Satfaran" caused so much trouble and loss to the Iron Warriors that the other party wanted to use this method to anger him.

Fu Qinghai thought to himself, seeing that No. 56 was about to step forward to remove the corpse from the armored vehicle, Fu Qinghai quickly stopped him:
"Wait a moment."

Fu Qinggai took out the plasma pistol and said:

"He's dead, let him rest in peace, back off."

No. 56 took a few steps back in accordance with Fu Qinghai's request with a blank face. Fu Qinghai aimed his gun and pulled the trigger.

Plasma flashes.

"boom--"

The broken upper body of the Raven Guard was completely blown into a pile of corpses, flying in all directions.

"Let someone come and collect the bones."

Broken bones and flesh were scattered from the air, and Fu Qinghai said a word, leading Joestar and Camille to leave and join the Mechanicus troops outside the camp.

……

Master Quinto led the Skitarii and armed servants to stand in a low-lying flat.

The little old man held a gear ax taller than himself, like a staff, which was a common standard weapon for technical priests and technical sergeants.

Fu Qinghai has almost never seen Master Kunto take out this gear axe, and feels that it has been reduced to a ceremonial decoration.

Sure enough, Master Kunto said:
"Little Locke, I have handed over the command of the Skitarii to you."

Fu Qinghai nodded: "Okay, Master."

The Mechanicus has advanced weapon technology, powerful single-target firepower, and loyal cathars.The level of firepower is sometimes even higher than that of the Imperial Guard and Space Marine Corps, but strictly speaking, technical priests are still scholars rather than officers. Except for a few exceptions, they can fight, but they are not good at fighting, so Master Quinto chose to use The command of the troops was transferred to his student - an Astartes trained in professional war command.

With Master Kunto's operation, the information and data link between the Skitarii and the Armed Servant was integrated into Fu Qinghai's helmet, and a series of character commands flashed across Fu Qinghai's retina like a waterfall.

Unlike Master Kuntuo, who is their master, who can directly command through encrypted data, Fu Qinghai does not have any mechanical plug-ins in his mind, so Master Kuntuo needs to upload and match Fu Qinghai's characteristic information to the data network.

"OK, Neural Network I or III."

"Neural Networks: Wireless Pathfinding Linked."

"Upload... superstructure."

Rolling doctrinal commands, each bearing the exclusive mandate of the sage Quinto Anastasio, cathars view this brain-invading command as the pure will of the Almighty.

As one of his most perfect works, Master Kunto is well aware of Fu Qinghai's body data, including voice lines, fingerprints, irises, and even Xiao Mingming's size.

"The connection is complete, and the command channel has been established."

Just finished, behind the ridge, two space warriors, No. 56, and a Raven Guard wearing MK6 Raven-type power armor walked over.

The matte black painting is dotted with gray and white tones, the black hair close to the scalp is combed back, the complexion is pale and indifferent, the eyes are dark and gloomy, two service nails, one gold and one silver, are inlaid on the side of the forehead, and Joestar's was exactly the same, he hugged the beak-shaped helmet with breathing grille by his side, and came to Fu Qinghai without saying a word.

This is Satfaran, the Ravenguard warrior who hates the Iron Warriors?

Fu Qinghai took off his helmet and said:

"Sorry for what happened to your comrade, bro."

The Raven Guard veteran shook his head, didn't mention anything about his comrade-in-arms, and said directly to Fu Qinghai:
"I know where the Iron Warriors dropship is hidden."

The voice was flat and devoid of emotion.

But Fu Qinghai could hear the suppressed raging flames lurking below.

Fu Qinghai's eyes froze, and he nodded slowly:

"I understand."

Fu Qinghai thought for a moment, then turned around, looked at the Skitarii soldiers lined up neatly down the hillside, and shouted loudly:
"Warriors of the Mech God!"

The sound was deafening, the brain implants hissed due to the interference of the connection, the data was transmitted directly to the thoughts of the cathars, and the hearing was not the vibrations captured by the human ear, but the codes processed directly by the brain.

"Praise be to the holy gears, the holy oil, and the holy spark!"

Fu Qinghai continued.

"We practice the will of the Om Messiah and complete his work here instead of the great God of Myriad Opportunities. This most sacred task does not allow any mistakes."

Fu Qinghai looked around at his soldiers, they stood in the depression like silent pieces on a black and white checkerboard.

"The fallen enemies have broken with the God of Myriad Machines. Their dirty existence has desecrated all pure machine souls and the word 'truth' itself."

The mountain wind blew across this depression, and the grass and trees swayed slightly. The corner of the rust-red burqa was lifted by the wind, revealing the hydraulic system at the base of the thigh and the rotating joint of the bionic arm. The calf and arm replaced by titanium alloy are like insect joints.

"Accept his blessing and remember all that you have gained in his name."

Fu Qinghai raised one hand, waving the fist covered with the gauntlet high, and the mechanical prosthetic eyes of the cathars lifted up with his movement, and saw the gears on his left shoulder covering the skull.

Inscribed with the same emblem as theirs, the same rusty red as their burqas.

Agrippina is gray, Huangquan No.[-] is black, and Reza is orange.

Not every forge world can use Martian Red.

"We are the wrath of the all-knowing God of Machines!"

"We are the sharp minions of the Almighty Mechanic God!"

"War is our sacrament!"

Fu Qinghai roared.

Then, he paused for a second, suddenly put away his high-pitched emotions, and said softly:

"Initiate joint decontamination protocol."

"Not a single traitor will leave this planet alive."

"none."

The last word turned into a sonorous data flow, stirring in the cerebral cortex of every cathar.

……

Master Kun Tuo stood not far away, watching Fu Qinghai standing on the hillside, delivering impassioned speeches and speeches before the war.

His central matrix can feel that although the vanguards and rangers are silent, the static electricity flowing in the data network is already full of surging fighting spirit, and the gears and cables between the bionic limbs are also gently moving. flutter.

He was a natural speaker, provocateur.

Master Kunto evaluated silently in his heart.

No. 56, Satterfaran and others also saw Fu Qinghai's pre-war mobilization of the Mechanicus soldiers from a distance.

Except for Camille, a recruit, the others have all heard their commanders' pre-battle speeches in their past service careers, some short and some lengthy.

But they had never seen an Astartes commander delivering a pre-battle speech to the cathars.

In most battles in the past, the Skitarii, Cybernetics and Titan Legions were commanded by a Magus who specialized in front-line command, rather than being commanded by a Techno-Sergeant Astartes.

For the soldiers of the Skitarii, Fu Qinghai's voice command method was also a novel experience.

There are layers of chains of command in the large-scale cathars: bishop, alpha, soldiers... the technical priest remotely controls his cathars, and can complete all one-way communication and ordering directly in the form of data links without opening his mouth. issued.

But that doesn't mean the cathars don't have hearing and vision.

On the contrary, for the rangers whose eyelids have been cut off, the optical imaging equipment with enhanced eyeball coverage, or even directly replaced with mechanical prosthetic eyes, their vision in various dim conditions is stronger than that of ordinary humans, even surpassing that of A Stater - Depends on how much his tech-priests are willing to spend on replacement mods.

The vanguard is covered in inlaid armor, with a red burqa on the outside of the armor, and the head is completely covered by an upside-down iron pot-shaped metal helmet, leaving only a dark horizontal seam and a shiny electronic eye. The shape looks a bit more "burly" than the Ranger.

The stronger the Skitarii soldiers, the fewer flesh and blood parts and more mechanical parts on their bodies. The Skitarii made by rich oil guys must be stronger.

The ranger is positioned as hunting, guerrilla, and reconnaissance, while the vanguard is positioned as assault, assault, and defense. Both are classic types of light infantry in the skitarii system.

Fu Qinghai did not micro-manage one by one, but delegated the command authority of the rangers to Alpha, and asked the five small captains to lead the rangers into pieces, and went out to all directions of the marching formation, using their respective machines. The perfect information collection ability of the prosthetic eye acts as its own eyes and ears.

In the center of the team was the vanguard in iron armor, surrounded by five Astartes, and at the end was the heavy cavalry fighter servant whose tracks raised dust.

Master Kunto has returned to the scientific research ship. As for the mortal soldiers under No. 56, Fu Qinghai asked them not to participate in fighting side by side with the Skitarii.

Don't finish a fight and find out everyone has cancer.

……

Everyone is heading towards the location identified by Satfaran.

Where the Iron Warriors hide their ships.

Fu Qinghai summoned his own flying backpack, and the flying backpack that had been cruising above the clouds swooped down, and instantly merged with Fu Qinghai, and then Fu Qinghai rose from the ground in the ring-shaped dust washed by the airflow, soared upwards, and once again through the clouds.

So handsome.

No. 56 looked up, feeling envious.

Satterfaran also raised his head, silently watching Fu Qinghai flying high.

That's not a height that ordinary jumpers can reach.

The Night Lords and Raven Guard are the Legion that loves jumpers most, bar none, their love of flying is in their DNA.

The taciturn Raven Warrior didn't know that Fu Qinghai's high-profile actions were deliberately done for him to see.

Fu Qinghai soared high in the sky, his helmet's vision zoomed in, and he scanned the distant scene.

He converted the picture information he acquired into binary data packets, superimposed bytes and phrases, neural synchronization directly linked to the meninges, orbital maps, holograms and sensory signals, shared and transmitted from Fu Qinghai's helmet, like lightning , directly entered the brains of every cathar.

"Let me see everything." Fu Qinghai ordered.

The safari Alpha, who was hiding in the forest and advancing rapidly, raised the servo skull behind his shoulders.

Scout Servo Skull, half gray bone, half Data Matrix, with gears turning around the skull like a ring of thorns.

Through its enhanced optical array, the servo skull sent back the pictures it captured in the forest, and the data was uploaded to the visualization processor inserted in the ranger's cerebral cortex through cables, and then fed back to Fu Qinghai after centralized processing.

Thanks to the supercomputing power of Mordoke's brain, Fu Qinghai quickly zoomed in, zoomed out, switched off, and closed the picture in the blink of his eyes. He didn't need the external information processor of the technical priest, and processed the complicated information in a few seconds.

Mechanic Cult's informatized combat method.

But the premise of this way of fighting is:
1. The Goliath-class casting ship parked in space orbit serves as the central matrix for data network links.

2. The Mordok brain of the all-new alien space warrior can process information like a real technical priest.

The most critical point:
3. There is a logician, the hyper-rational Master Wanak, who is ensuring the security of data transmission.

In Warhammer 40K, there has always been a place for electronic information warfare in the wars of the universe. Many battles have already been fought in the information field before guns and swords have been fought, whether in space, sea warfare or ground warfare.

Astartes exchange tactical information through voice communication, which seems to be less advanced and efficient than the Mechanicus, but this way of the Mechanicus still has the risk of being hacked when facing the traitors of the Dark Mechanicus. To be on the safe side, it is better for Astartes to communicate with their mouths.

Fu Qinghai was secretly comparing in his heart.

"found it!"

The muzzle of the ranger at the front has already locked on an unsuspecting mortal soldier, wearing the uniform of a warlord army, standing guard and patrolling boredly.

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