Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 230: Heart of Steel
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"The offensive on the planet below has ceased."

"Our Legion and the Fourth Legion have both started to withdraw their troops. I am even more surprised that Perturabo did not decide to stop so readily after the defeat in this battle."

Qin Xia stood in the laboratory in front of a research device, fiddling with the crystal at hand, talking as he analyzed.

All the members of the special team formed by Qin Xia were present at this time, whether it was Quadrant, Brown, or the Orina sisters. They had combat capabilities as well as research capabilities, so at this moment they were carrying out the previous research with Qin Xia.

Qin Xia felt helpless when he thought of the previous communication with Perturabo on the flagship. At the same time, as he said, he was also extremely surprised.

"I originally thought that Perturabo would not agree to retreat, so I told him that we were only temporarily withdrawing. Even so, I was worried that he would not agree."

"But fortunately, things didn't develop in a bad direction, and we returned just in time."

"It seems that only Angron can deal with him. If it were someone else, I can't imagine how crazy he would be."

Qin Xia spoke as he took a piece of crystal out of the research equipment, an extremely satisfied smile on his face. Whenever this expression appeared on Qin Xia's face, it meant that the experiment was very successful and the research had made further progress.

"I think we shouldn't be involved in the affairs of the Fourth Legion at all." Brown said slowly, "Angron was the only one present when you went to the flagship. If Angron wasn't there, the magical tools of Nuceria you brought with you would have come in handy."

Hearing Brown say this, Qin Xia reached into his pocket.

Qin Xia did wear the anesthetic. Because of the unpleasant impression left by the first communication, Qin Xia would bring a tube of anesthetic in advance when he went to any occasion where Perturabo might be present.

It doesn’t matter if Angron is present or not.

If Angron was present, Perturabo would definitely not do anything bad, and he would not be the super twisted and super weird Perturabo.

"What anesthetic?" Qin Xia said with disdain. "Do I need anesthetic to deal with Perturabo? If Perturabo had been looking for trouble when I went to the flagship just now, then this would have become the thing he regrets most in his life."

When Qin Xia said these words, he had a smile on his face and his tone was very joking.

He wasn't serious, he was just joking.

If Qin Xia fought Perturabo without the help of anesthetics, he felt that unless he could pull out the God Titan unexpectedly and shoot Perturabo, there would be no chance of winning that would make him feel optimistic.

"I think we should try to have less contact with Perturabo in the future." Olya walked to Qin Xia holding a miniaturized device and put the crystal in his hand into the device.

The device began to extract Qin Xia's spiritual energy and infuse it into the crystal.

While waiting for the equipment to finish extracting, Olya looked at Qin Xia with a worried look on her face: "Remember we once analyzed Perturabo's personality? If we were to judge based solely on Perturabo's personality, I would even suggest that you and Angron avoid him as much as possible."

Hearing Olya's words, Qin Xia suddenly recalled that he had once analyzed Perturabo's character with the Olina sisters.

That was also an analysis that was like writing a paper. After all, psychology was the field that the two sisters were most involved in.

Thinking of this, Qin Xia spoke out the conclusion he made about Perturabo during that discussion.

"He was like: I know my behavior was a mistake, but your actions and words also angered me."

"That's pretty much who he is. I know that well."

"But it doesn't matter. An unreasonable character can be fixed by an unreasonable ability. At least Angron can control Perturabo for the time being."

Qin Xia said with a smile as he took out the crystal from the device.

The crystal is filled with psychic energy, which is visually demonstrated by a ball of white energy that constantly contracts and blooms within the crystal.

This is a crystal produced by the alien Zerg in the Novsendak galaxy.

Qin Xia has been researching a product that can absorb and store spiritual energy, and now the research is finally coming to an end.

This crystal has various applications, but its greatest use is as a form of ammunition and resource.

For example, creating a psychic weapon, and then filling the weapon with crystals as ammunition, so that a person who cannot use psychic power at all, or a person who can use psychic power but cannot use it to attack, will have the ability to carry out psychic attacks.

"It shouldn't be an illusion." Qin Xia held up the crystal and examined it under the light. "The quality of the crystal this time seems to be more than twice as good as the last time."

"It is indeed many times better." The silent Quadrant came over and looked at the crystal with Qin Xia. "Before, we have been trying to obtain crystals by breeding those bugs and forcing those alien creatures to produce crystals. This time, we directly perform chemical synthesis, and the effect should be this good."

The others nodded, all feeling the same way.

Qin Xia put down the crystal and began to think.

In fact, this kind of crystal has been used as a weapon resource before, the only problem is that its output is scarce.

And now there is finally a path to mass production.

"We can start production now." Qin Xia turned around and said to Xian.

Quadrant nodded. He had always been in charge of some matters concerning production and manufacturing, so he knew what to do without Qin Xia telling him.

"Then start designing large-scale infantry combat weapons for space marines." Qin Xia continued, "Make an experimental prototype as soon as possible. Now the two major legions are waiting. Most of the people have been sent to other star systems to support other legions in combat. But one day, the war will start again."

Qin Xia said, looking at the others: "We have some time now that the offensive is paused, so we can test out new weapons."

Everyone nodded in unison.

"There is one more thing to do."

"There may be some battles coming up that you will need to analyze, just like you analyzed every battle before."

Hearing Qin Xia's words, Brown looked puzzled: "But we have already reached a truce with those greenskins, even if it is only temporary."

"It's a temporary truce. Besides, we haven't signed a treaty, so why can't we find an opportunity to go to that planet and do something before the war breaks out again?" Qin Xia said with a smile, "For example, we can investigate that planet to see what kind of weird things are there, or we can avenge the sacrifices of the friendly forces of the Fourth Legion."

After hearing what Qin Xia said, everyone realized that Qin Xia still wanted to take risks.

Take risks, every time is an adventure.

Just like they did before against the Ark Eldar, everyone drove over in a cruiser, and then everyone entered the Ark world surrounded by countless greenskins and a large number of warships to carry out an act of destruction on the Ark world.

Qin Xia saw everyone's concerns and laughed: "Don't worry, I'll go alone this time. The target is small and the action is fast. The main goal is to attack them by surprise. The safety index is 00 stars."

"Then you might as well take us all with you. After all, we are a team and you are a part of the team," Brown said.

Qin Xia shook his head slowly, having made up his mind, he would not change it easily. …

Here is the Fourth Legion.

The rituals for laying the dead to rest were somewhat crude.

According to the Olympian death customs, the crowd, led by Dantiochus, buried the victims one by one. There was no commemoration or moment of silence. It was just an extremely ordinary burial.

However, the fallen battle brothers obviously did not care about them. After the simple burial ceremony, everyone including Dantioch and all the Tridents gathered together to hold a brief memorial ceremony for the fallen battle brothers in private.

The memorial ceremony also seemed a bit crude. It was just to gather the victim's belongings and place them in the room where the victim lived, and then everyone had a conversation. This was considered a commemoration and remembrance.

"Lando Egg is a bastard."

"A complete bastard who doesn't care about truth or justice, tradition or hope for the future."

"The only things that matter are the praise and promises, orders, and rules of the Lord of Steel, which are as cold and ruthless as steel."

In a narrow room on the Fourth Legion's flagship, Dantioch stood in front of Lando Aeger's photo, remembering him.

The other Tridents, as well as those who had previously gone with Dantioch on special missions to the planets below, all gathered in this room, standing behind Dantioch.

In order to appear very formal, although everyone was here for a memorial ceremony, they all wore armor and carried weapons.

So no one could see the expressions of others under their helmets, but the expressions of every soldier present were changeable.

"Although there are assholes like him everywhere in Trident, his asshole is very special."

"A reckless bastard. When dealing with those alien bugs, I had no doubt that if the Primarch ordered him to kill the entourage of the Lord of the Twelfth Legion, he would really do it."

“That’s definitely something he could do.”

Everyone else listened patiently to what Dantioch had to say.

There are many warriors born on Terra in the Fourth Legion. They have read a lot of literature, not literature about architecture and military affairs, and know a method of evaluation called "first criticize and then praise".

This was the reason why the others were able to listen to Dantioch patiently. They were waiting for Dantioch to finish his disparagement of Lando Aegor and then change to praise him.

But they did not get what they wanted, because Dantioch had finished speaking and turned and walked out of the room.

"You shouldn't be dissatisfied with our genetic father. Dantioch." A warrior stood up and said.

Dantioch immediately stopped, turned around and looked at the warrior who had spoken, remaining silent.

There was no expression on his face, which was as hard as if it had been cut on a lathe, just as it always was.

Just being looked at by Dantioch would make a person feel oppressed.

"Why do you feel dissatisfied?" the soldier insisted, "Maybe in your opinion, any mistakes are not allowed. We should not be deployed due to a wrong decision, and we should not sacrifice due to a wrong decision."

"To be honest, who doesn't hope so?"

"But our Primarch is not a god, but a genetically engineered creation of the Emperor. He is capable of mistakes and oversights."

"..."

Dantioch suddenly interrupted the warrior and said, "The Lord of Iron told the Lord of the Twelve Legions that he had received a prophecy and a warning from the Emperor, and then he carried out the most rapid and detailed military operations according to the prophecy."

Everyone listened in silence.

"But as far as I know, the warrior of Lord Prospero also warned the Primarch to wait as long as possible and seal off this place."

"Then the Primarch made a plan of attack, and we went down with a failed invention and carried out a failed operation."

"What fate would have awaited us if the so-called damned megalomaniac mentioned by the Primarch had not appeared."

By the time he had said this, Dantioch had already looked at everyone in the room.

The room was so narrow that everyone was next to each other and crowded together, but the suffocating atmosphere here had absolutely nothing to do with the size of the room.

"But from the perspective of war, such mistakes are necessary. As the saying goes, every failure makes you wiser."

Dantioch looked at the person who had spoken.

I found out that this person is my close friend.

Dantioch did not refute immediately because he was surprised.

"No mistakes are allowed, no errors are allowed, and no failures are allowed." The best friend said, "This seems to be what the Primarch requires of us. Sometimes I really feel that you are very similar to him."

In the eyes of everyone, Dantioch did not show any excessive reaction to this sentence. He just shook his head silently and turned away.

"He has always been very courageous," said a soldier in the room.

Others nodded.

Perturabo is not a Primarch like Angron, and talking about negative things about him would be a big trouble, but Dantioch dared to talk about the Primarch, even in front of the Primarch.

Recalling the unlucky guy who was beaten to death by Perturabo because he refuted Perturabo...

Everyone present thought it was incredible that Dantioch could still be alive.

This is their genetic Primarch. No one can figure out his mind, and no one can guess what he will do because there is no pattern.

"But it is very similar to the Primarch. Sometimes it only expresses its dissatisfaction verbally. Do you believe that if the Gene Father asked him to perform that kind of mission again, he would still go."

"I believe."

"Don't talk about these things. We are not Dantioch. If the Primarch happens to pass by... I don't dare to think about the consequences."

"..."

Today I completed the physical examinations that I had not completed yesterday. The queue for the color ultrasound alone lasted until the afternoon. Today was the same as yesterday, with an additional 4,000 yuan. I don’t need to go out tomorrow and can write normally.

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(End of this chapter)