Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 208 Bloody Battle Axe

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"be prepared."

"The Ancient Void Shield of the Steadfast Resolve will teleport us over once the teleportation beacon lights up, and then we will rush forward and beat the warlord so hard that he won't even be able to fight back."

Qin Xia was wearing green power armor and holding the green butcher's iconic weapon, the battle axe.

The other five Primarchs were also fully armed.

After the news that the beacon was in a waiting state was obtained by the Resolute Resolve, Qin Xia and the Primarchs quickly armed themselves and prepared to teleport over to kill the warlord.

No warlord would be so difficult to deal with as five primarchs and a powerful psychic, but being able to deal with them is as good as being able to deal with them. Qin Xia and the primarchs want more than just being able to deal with them.

Instead, everyone rushed forward and was 100% certain to kill the warlord, and they did it extremely quickly without any accidents.

But just as everyone was waiting for the transmission beacon to be fully activated, the situation outside the defense line suddenly changed drastically.

The greenskins who were originally attacking the defense line suddenly stopped and made different choices. Some chose to stay and continue the attack, while others ran away.

Some greenskins even started fighting each other, seeking revenge and grudges, and the situation was extremely chaotic.

“What happened?” Angron pressed the button on his chainsaw axe, stopping the roaring chainsaw. “The warlord is dead?”

The Primarchs looked at each other.

Qin Xia was also a little confused.

But there is only one explanation for the current situation, and that is that the warlord who calls himself the Beast King and has absolute dominance over most of the greenskins on this planet is dead.

The greenskins fell into chaos again.

Although neither Qin Xia nor the primarchs who had intended to assassinate the warlord did anything, it was an obvious fact that the warlord was dead.

"Maybe it's Gusa." Qin Xia had a complicated expression and had a guess in his mind.

Gusa and the fart spirit named Hissing Fart must have seen the Beast King before, and then took out the teleportation beacon and prepared to use it.

But perhaps for some reason the beacon could not be used, and Gusa and Hisspi either actively or passively fought against the Beast King, and finally killed the warlord who called himself the Beast King.

Qin Xia felt that this was outrageous, but after thinking about it, only the inference that "Gu Sa killed the Beast King" was in line with the current situation. The Beast King must be dead, without a doubt.

Qin Xia was very surprised. He had never imagined that Gusa had such great potential.

From an unknown boy, he grew up to a boss, then to a general, and now he is able to kill a warlord-level orc.

A green-skinned boy who is good at lying and deceiving, and whose only talent is talking, has grown to this day by deceiving, telling stories, and riding on the reputation of a green-skinned butcher.

Qin Xia thought about it and felt that this was a classic case of the butterfly effect.

The series of butterfly effects caused by himself as a greenskin butcher gave birth to a unique greenskin like Gusa in this war.

“That’s a relief.” Angron hung the chainsaw axe back on his waist.

Qin Xia also hung the battle axe on the back of the power armor.

The Primarchs put away their weapons, looking somewhat dazed.

"What to do next." Vulkan glanced at each of his brothers.

Ferrus thought calmly, then spoke.

Perturabo spoke before Ferrus could, "Gather the troops and leave here, then blow this shithole up and let those damned xenos die in a Doomsday-level catastrophe."

"Begin the counterattack," Ferrus said. "Complete this war with maximum efficiency. We have wasted enough time."

The Primarchs looked at each other and reached a consensus.

"But there is one more thing to do before leaving." Qin Xia said, "About those Eldar aliens."

Everyone knows that the Eldar from the Thuntar Arkworld have arrived in this world.

Although no one knows what those elves are doing and have not done anything to humans, they exist, and it is certain that they must be preparing some kind of conspiracy.

"We must at least understand what they are up to," Fulgrim said, "or they will surely spring upon us at some future time."

"I agree." Vulkan agreed in a low voice.

Qin Xia was thinking about the plan in his mind.

After everyone finished discussing what needed to be discussed, a communication was connected to the communicator worn by Qin Xia.

"Beacon activated!"

Qin Xia frowned when he heard this, wondering why Gusa still activated the transmission beacon at this time.

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Beams of light fell from the sky.

In the gradually dissipating spots of light, the figure of the green-skinned butcher gradually appeared.

Qin Xia looked around in the power armor and found that he was inside a shack. Not far away there was a roaring miniature portal.

There was only one green man in the shack, and that was Gusa.

Gusa now looks to be more than five meters tall, and the weapons in his hands have become much more sophisticated, from a rough metal shield to a knife with an energy field, and a large shield that seems to have some unknown magical function.

Gusa was still wearing the armor which was more sophisticated than Qin Xia's power armor. Although this sophistication did not bring Gusa greater strength or more agility, it only looked more WAAAGH on a visual level.

But without the bonus of the legendary story and the fear of the greenskins, Guza's power armor would definitely be inferior to the armor on the butcher in the eyes of the greenskins.

"Where is that fart spirit?" Qin Xia looked around.

Gusa was silent.

"You are hundreds of times more eloquent than most greenskins, but you are still not as good as that fart monster when communicating with me."

"Where did it go?"

After Qin Xia asked again, Gusa turned his body.

The beast showed its back.

The hissing fart was tied to Gusa's back with a rope.

Qin Xia could clearly see that Hissing Pi's head and spine had been separated, and then sewn together by some crude suture method used by the green skins.

The fart spirit is undoubtedly dead.

Perhaps because the medical technology of these greenskins is not very developed at the moment, the hissing fart with its head severed is really dead.

"What a pity." Qin Xia shrugged, "At first I wanted to cooperate with it because I found it to be extraordinary."

Gusa turned his body again and faced the butcher.

"I killed the Beast King."

"I smashed its head to pieces... but if it weren't for my fart spirit buddy, I would have been killed by the Beast King." After hearing what Gusa said, Qin Xia interrupted: "A warlord who proclaimed himself the Beast King. You killed such a beast, not a super green-skinned orc like Urak, the Orc Emperor."

Gusa was silent.

Qin Xia continued, "Although the so-called Beast King is not strong, at least it has mastered a shortcut for your race to survive and become stronger, which is to brag about itself, at least to make itself look powerful in the eyes of other beasts."

Gusa was silent for a few seconds and nodded: "But I killed it, and I lost a good friend."

As he spoke, Gusa paced back and forth in front of Qin Xia, sometimes beating his chest, sometimes raising his voice in indignation.

"Hiss Fart is my good friend. He has been on good terms with me since I was a kid."

"It's very smart. For the life of me, I don't know why it's so smart."

"After we separated, Hiss Fart had his brain modified by a beast that claimed to be a technical master, and he became even smarter."

"I only know how to fight with brute force. If it weren't for this little guy, I would have died under the big claws of the Beast King."

"I wanted to kill the Beast King and seize his position. Hissing Fart decided to help me, and my decision indirectly killed him."

Having said that, Gusa stopped and stared at Qin Xia.

"But, but I still helped you kill the Beast King. You might have made some sacrifices and paid some price... But I helped you kill it, and you got to reap the benefits... reap the benefits... as a fisherman!"

Qin Xia also stared at the giant beast in front of him, thinking that although Gusa was smart, he was still no match for Hissy Fart.

Gusa’s special skill is to be able to tell stories.

"So what do you want?" Qin Xia walked towards Gusa.

The power armor on the green-skinned butcher roared as it moved, and the strange noises from the mechanical parts and transmission devices were considered by human engineers to be signs of instability and unreliability.

But to the greenskins, those strange noises were a harbinger of killing.

"I didn't ask you to kill the Beast King."

"I said, turn on the teleportation beacon, and I'll take care of the rest."

"The result is that you guys are too smart!"

Qin Xia waved his giant claws.

Gusa subconsciously held up his shield to block, and slammed his giant claws on the shield.

The shield broke away from Gusa's hand and flew into the ground not far away.

Gusa wanted to block with his knife again, but the butcher easily knocked the machete away from his hand, and his neck was strangled by the butcher's claws.

“You have great potential.”

Qin Xia looked down at Gusa.

The claw-like structure on the power armor's hand hummed, and traces of electric current and leaked energy flowed and jumped between the giant claw structures.

"Perhaps you can kill a warlord, or even the real Ork Emperor Urak who drove you greenskin bastards to the Onus Sector."

"But everything you do is based on deception and lies, and on the interests and tolerance of a butcher like me."

Gusa was speechless. He placed his hands on the giant claws and tried hard to pry open the five fingers that were strangling his neck.

"Your story will spread further."

"One day in the future, perhaps the greenskins of the entire galaxy will know what happened here, the greenskin butchers born in the war here, and the butcher's enemy named Gusa."

"They will know that you killed a warlord, with your great strength."

"They will also know that you have been defeated time and again at the hands of the Butcher. The innate power of your kind to distort reality has made you stronger, but it has also placed a shackle on you."

Having said that, Qin Xia let go of his hand.

Gusa fell to the ground, gasping in pain, and gradually calmed down.

It felt regretful and angry about Hissyfart's death, so it couldn't control its emotions.

Qin Xia saw the corpse of the fart spirit behind the giant beast when Gusa was lying on the ground.

Perhaps because of the death of a unique research subject, Qin Xia felt a little regretful.

He also didn't want to treat Gusa, who had just lost his boy, so roughly.

But since we are communicating with the greenskins, we have to use the greenskins' communication method and style.

Cruel, violent, easily angered, and prone to violence... this is the greenskins' way of communication and style.

Otherwise, if you don't do this, the greenskins will only look down on you.

"I want to ask you if you have any way to revive my friend." Gusa knelt on the ground and asked with his head raised.

"Go find a beast that is extremely good at healing, and pull its soul back before it returns to Brother Gao Mao, and bind it in your body." Qin Xia said.

Gu Sa was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and prepared to do what Qin Xia said.

"What are you going to do next?" Qin Xia suddenly asked.

"Take some of the beasts and leave the Super Big WAAAGH Star, and find a way to return to Ullanor." Gusa replied, "But before that, I have to save my friends first."

Qin Xia nodded.

In the future, humans will also need to deal with the Ullanor Orc Emperor. This can be considered a kind of cooperation, Qin Xia thought.

Most greenskins are warlike and bloodthirsty and unable to communicate, let alone cooperate, but there are always a few special cases in a race.

For example, ten thousand years from now, the Blood Axe Clan will trade with human Inquisitors and become mercenaries.

"It's a good idea, but I suggest you don't seek death for the time being." Qin Xia said, "You are not strong, and not all greenskins on this planet obey your orders. A considerable number of greenskins think that you are a coward who survived by kneeling down and begging for mercy from the butcher."

Gusa thought for a moment and responded, "Hiss Fart made a plan for me. It asked me to build a super tribe, learn the army system of shrimps, and make uniforms such as military boots and uniforms. I also wanted to learn to play tactics like shrimps, instead of rushing around blindly like other beasts."

"This guy is really incredibly smart." Qin Xia nodded.

"Hisspi also designed the totem. A blood-stained battle axe." Gusa said, "The name of the tribe is Red Battle Axe."

"Oh, I thought the tribe was called Blood Axe."

"..."

After saying that, Gusa walked towards the portal.

The greenskins outside who are willing to follow Gusa are already using the large portal to leave the super-large WAAAGH star.

"Remember your goal, fight back to Ullanor." Qin Xia pointed at Gusa, "Don't let me see you in the Onus sector."

Gusa nodded, and then the entire beast disappeared into the light of the portal.

(End of this chapter)