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Chapter 344 Crab Catch Cicada, Crow Behind

In the prison of Hive Capital.

A wobbly promethium lamp casts an orange light, dampness, darkness, fishy smell, stench, orc body fluids, excrement, and mutilated limbs...etc. These filthy filth can be seen everywhere in the corner.

Kalamanda was lowering her head and arranging the utensils in her hands.

He is an executioner who is very good at adapting to local conditions. Captain Nightbat will carry his own interrogation equipment, but he can also make full use of a series of items already on the scene as a tool to torture and abuse prisoners. Compared with the former, the latter is more powerful. It is full of unknown fear and exciting challenge.

It’s just that in comparison, the Orcs are really not a hard-talking race, and sometimes they don’t even need to be punished, just some threats, and the orc boy and the fart will shake everything they know fall out.

This made Kalamanda feel a little tedious.

The fulfillment and satisfaction that comes with work is not as thick.

"We, we belong to the Red Sun Mechanic Repair Gang. The big giba old lame of the evil sun clan and his technician boy Baozigat and the crazy boy Gao Hanibu belong to the ancient giant "Big Fat Maoge" Construction technicians and pilot crew..."

A fart cried and said:
"They are participating in the red Waaagh of the 'tear face' Gulak boss, they are going to the hoop, and the shrimp... oh no human, a big battle in the world of knights, we, we are just passing here, by the way A drag race."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-sfs-,-whwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin) in the red Waaagh, including Gulak.

Kalamanda didn't ask a word.

This fart talked about all the relevant and irrelevant things.

The night bat company commander even thought it was a bit long-winded.

Kalamanda couldn't remember any of these messy orc names, and he could only come up with one message:
The orcs of the Evil Sun Clan are called "Red Sun Machine Repair Gang", and their war boss is called "Old Lame". I am not in the temporary stronghold, but lead the entire convoy to the outpost of the satellite city, and violently beat up the Chaos War Gang of Khorne.

Gritt's exact words are "redskin cans".

There is a high probability that it is the Chaos Gang of Khorne.

"What about the Snakebite clan?"

Kalamanda asked proactively.

"The orcs of the Snakebite clan belong to the Blastbone Tribe."

The fart wiped his nose, and answered honestly:
"We, the great masters of the Red Sun Machine Repair Gang, often ask them to buy oil gourd Squigs, so the two sides are familiar with each other. This time, we will come to Waaagh with us by boat..."

The oil secreted by the oil gourd Squig can be used as engine oil lubrication-this cold knowledge was told to me by Khan.

Kalamanda thought to herself.

He put down the steel pliers in his hand with a "snap":

"I didn't ask about your affiliation, I asked about your size..."

Seeing the ignorant look on the fart's face, Kalamanda had no choice but to say something different:
"Snakebite clan, how many people are left?"

What Kalamanda wanted to know was how many had escaped after the last battle.

"They also have a giant beast and a troop of pigs!"

The Grit would get over it in no time, and replied with a shriek.

"I went to fight with the lame boss, there are probably... and..." At this point, the fart counted on his fingers, "About seven...eight pig-riding boys, no...you can use the scissors Have you let go, my lord?"

"very good."

Kalamanda nodded and got up to leave.

Kalamanda came to the cell next door, and compared the two confessions from the orc boy in detail. After confirming that what the gritty said was correct, Captain Nightbat lightly ordered "give it a good time", then turned and left up.

He was to report to the Chapter Master at the Spire area.

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"Red Sun Mechanical Repair Gang... I've never heard of it."

After listening to Kalamanda's report, Fu Qinghai touched his chin and thought to himself.

"The Blast Bone Tribe...haven't heard of it either."

The famous tribe of the Snakebite clan, he has only heard of the "Monster Dragon Killer Tribe", that tribe can domesticate Tyranids as biological weapons, there is something.

Now it seems that Fu Qinghai has already fought against half of the six major clans in the orc society: Goff, Xie Sun, Xi Yue, Snake Bites, Blood Axe, and Death Skull.

This is just a branch fleet, and the real main force of the Orcs has already rushed to the steel ring... It seems that the appearance of the orcs is just a coincidence?
Do I need to call the hoop?
Orcs are just passing by, what about the Khorne Warband?
Fu Qinghai looked at the people in the meeting room and said:
"Okay, no matter what the opponent's origin is, since we already know their military deployment, we can start to arrange the battle plan now... Joe Star!"

"I'm here, Khan."

"Lead two companies and follow me."

"Yes, Khan!"

"Kalamanda, lead half a company to garrison the hive."

"Understood, Khan!"

"Satfaran, continue your reconnaissance operations."

"Got it, Khan!"

The Raven Guard warrior replied in a deep voice.

Saterfaran opened the black gauntlet he was gripping tightly, and looked down at something in his palm:
It was a piece of cloth with a strange smell, like a mixture of blood, perfume, sweat and musk... The Raven Guard was very impressed by the smell.

It's the smell of the Bottom Hive cult leader.

That Slaanesh champion, she's still alive.

The orc convoy failed to catch up and kill her.

This piece of cloth was picked up by Satfaran in an area close to the equatorial jungle, and it seems that the fish that slipped through the net has fled there... As the chief assassin of the battle group, Satfarlan will never allow anyone to escaped from his grasp.

The Ravenguard warriors have made up their minds to go and see.

Finally, Fu Qinghai looked at the two guard officers, Li Hanxing and Tariha, who were staring at him eagerly, and said:
"The death cavalry and the barbarian cavalry also set off with me... No, you, as the vanguard, leave the city first."

"Received, sir!"

The two promised loudly, looking excited.

Fu Qinghai knew very well:

The Imperial Guard cannot be demanded by the standards of space warriors. Many Imperial Guard regiments are war-weary and timid. Hormone levels vary in the body.

Also, some Chapter Masters of the Astartes Chapters will reject missions which they feel may result in too many casualties being too difficult.

Tariha and Li Hanxing actively challenged each other.

This made Fu Qinghai very happy.

Are cavalry useful in the age of interstellar warfare?Fu Qinghai didn't know, but he knew: Those who dare to become cavalrymen in the era of interstellar wars...will definitely not lack courage!
After all, the ancient cavalry, wearing steel-forged armor and riding well-bred horses, charging against a group of infantry relying on their legs, is just class crushing...

And the cavalry of the interstellar era, riding primitive and backward quadruped biological vehicles, holding simple and crude melee weapons, charged against the armored clusters-this is courage.

Fu Qinghai has always believed that: there is no stupid courage, only stupid commanders.Courage is commendable, but cavalry is really not very good at fighting tanks. Naturally, he will not use two cavalry troops to fight the orc convoy of the evil sun clan.

He has other ideas.

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Planet Kernak III, space orbit.

Eugene Eleanor was commanding the Suzheng and the Warhorse.

"Turn, broadside to the asteroid belt."

he ordered.

The two warships completed the tactical maneuver together.

"Target: Three moving asteroids, three rounds of light spear salvo will be fired first, and then the high-explosive macro cannon will be ready."

The artillery deck was quickly ready, and the thick golden laser beam shot out, and the orc boulder disguised as an asteroid failed to fool the scanning of the auspicious instrument.As long as a plasma thruster is installed on the back, even if its peak energy signal is very weak, even if its moving speed is very slow, even if it does not have any weapons installed on its whole body...

It was an orc boulder, too.

Three orc boulders were exploded.

The inside is indeed hollow, and metal fragments and green debris can even be seen pouring out of it from a long distance. Those "green debris" are the densely packed orc crew.

"Hmph, green skins like to be clever."

Eugene Eleanor snorted softly.

The battle on the ground is in full swing, and there is no rest in space.

The acting captain is following Fu Qinghai's request.

Keep harassment and probing low.

He soon discovered that the orcs were trying to paralyze the human fleet by using the random extrusion and collision of the asteroid belt, and created three orc boulders that were not equipped with any weapon arrays and used a micro-propulsion system, and approached the fleet quietly—there was no weapon array installed. Impossible to pose a threat to the fleet.

And their real goal—Eugene guessed, might be to push the orc boulder to the surface, turn it into a meteor and hit the hive world, or some other goal.

It's a pity that these little tricks were spotted by the shrewd and cautious navy captain with a vicious vision. No matter what the orcs want to do, it's right not to let them succeed.

"Sir, the frigate of the Space Wolves has sent a message that it is about to reach the outskirts of the Karnak galaxy."

"very good."

When another frigate is added, Eugene will have more cards in his hand, and he can ask Khan to carry out some "high-intensity" and "more active" space military operations.

Instead of hovering over the hive all the time.

"Sir, urgent news!"

One crew member reported aloud:

"The war ball ship of the Kroot, and the underworld-class cruiser of the Chaos battle group, are moving towards us at the same time!"

Um?what happened?

They moved together?
Eugene was taken aback. Hearing the news, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the deck of the command bridge.

Standing silently there was a group of unusually "tall and strong" interstellar warriors, holding huge power horses in their hands, standing in a line on the bridge, motionless like iron towers, like sculptures cast from fine gold.

They were Eugene's reassurance.

Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida took the initiative to take away two companies, and Kalamanda led half of the companies staying in the nest, so where is the remaining half of the companies?
The answer is on battleships.

Only one difference.

These fifty Space Marines, all wearing the latest assault tactical dreadnought armor produced by Phaeton Forge World, are the Chapter's Iron Buddha Terminator troops.

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Planet Kernak III.

On the surface, the equatorial jungle, the rotten and bubbling black swamp, the miasma-ridden deep dense forest, a collapsed stone monument hidden among vines and weeds, supporting a circular arch.

The surface of the stele is covered with traces of years of polishing, and it is also carved with a humanoid shape, but taller and thinner. The incomplete carvings depict their battles, victories, celebrations, prayers, and cheers... However, these records The carvings of the glorious moments in the past have gradually disappeared in the long river of history.

Suddenly, a light flashed.

A male Eldar warrior wearing primitive clothing and holding a shuriken rifle, quietly lifted the vines and green leaves above his head, and got out from behind the half-collapsed stone monument. He looked around to confirm that there was no danger, and then cautiously They walked out together with the huge creature behind them.

It was a dinosaur-like creature.

From the portal of the webway, warriors of the Wild Eldar came out one after another. They quickly formed a small group and carefully scanned the dense jungle in front of the small group. The muzzle of their star dart rifles kept moving with their eyes with.In order to guard against possible enemies, the wild Eldar warriors integrated their whole body perception into the rhythm of the forest.

Nothing broke the silence, however, except the usual noises expected from wild animals, the native natives fleeing or giving them some sort of warning if enemies were nearby.

Satisfied, the lead Eldar female lowered her shuriken rifle, raised her right fist, and spread her fingers—a gesture that indicated that all was well.She slung the rifle back over her shoulder, rose silently from her crouching position, and crept forward, careful with every step she took as she made her way through the woods.

And on top of a waterfall cliff in the jungle.

A human woman in a tattered cloak was lying on the black rock wet by the water mist, licking the salty water on the rock, while using a telescope to observe the savage animal riding on a dinosaur in the distance Eldar squad.

The woman licked her wet gums and smiled.

Seeking the guidance of the true god, she came to this rotting equatorial jungle, which is inaccessible to humans. When she saw the group of sharp-eared aliens cautiously exploring in the jungle, she immediately understood why the prince of darkness and joy led her to here.

Eldar, Slaanesh's favorite ration.

none of them.

The woman smiled contentedly.

She is the favorite of Slaanesh, the leader of the Bottomhive Chaos Cult, the Supreme Pleasure Cult, composed of sadistic demons addicted to extreme sensory and emotional stimulation. She was once impaled by the Raven Guard's Lightning Claw. Her heart and lungs were damaged, and she was also severely beaten to death by the big guns and small cannons of the speed freaks...

But none of this matters.

At this moment, she is still alive.

Those fatal attacks will not end her life, and no matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed gradually with the blessing of the true God, but this is the price... The woman laughed again.

Her body was seriously deformed, her complexion was strangely pink and white, she had cut off her own lips, her teeth and gums were exposed, her tongue was like a lizard, her feet were estranged into the shape of a horseshoe, she had neither eyelids nor There is no nose bridge, the nostrils are exposed, her ears are as huge as a bat in a cave, and a pair of twisted horns grow from the top of her head.

Most importantly: Her right hand, the human part, is gone, replaced by a huge claw, a crab-like limb as sharp as scissors.

This is the true champion of Slaanesh.

Slaanesh's pet was crouching on a cliff, sizing up her prey—a squad of Eldar.

And on the outskirts of the forest, the chief assassin of the Iron Buddha battle group had already tracked him down alone.

Sutterfaran rolled over from the jet bike, picked up a pinch of soil in his fingers, and watched carefully.

Averting his eyes from this strange footprint, the Raven Guard raised his head, gloomy eyes flickered in his dark pupils, and he silently looked towards the dense forest ahead.

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　Oops, this kind of mess is really difficult to write. I shouldn't have challenged this style of writing so early. After all, I'm just a newcomer author who is not yet a high school student. Please allow me to think about it.

　
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