Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 234: Big Ship

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"He should be not far from us. I can already smell his stench."

"Keep moving forward. We must find that bastard before the Lord of the White Knights returns, then grab him, throw him into the airdrop capsule and drop him on the surface."

Chief Librarian Varis walks in an area of ​​the lower deck.

Behind Varis was the captain's brother-in-law, the adjutant, and the marines led by this tall adjutant. These marines were all carefully selected, very smart and strong.

The strong Marines are responsible for exploring and investigating some of the less visited places on the lower deck.

There may be some dangerous things in these places, so the Sons of the Void, who are weak because they were born in a gravity-free environment, are not suitable for this mission. Only the warriors recruited by the battleship on a certain planet before are suitable for this mission.

The chief think tank is at the forefront.

Others followed.

Everyone was as fully armed as Varis, and everyone was as vigilant as Varis, the Space Marine.

Although they were on the White Knight, everyone felt as if they were in the most dangerous enemy-occupied area, and everyone felt like a member of a guerrilla or resistance organization.

Everywhere you look there are enemies, and the atmosphere is tense and chaotic.

"My lord Chief." The captain's lieutenant held a shield in one hand and a power stick in the other, and took two quick steps to catch up with Varis.

This sturdy man, who had not been transformed but was as tall as Varis, was nervous and sweaty.

"What's the matter?" Varis turned to look at his adjutant, his eyes under the helmet casting a look of disgust.

In Varis's opinion, the reason why this captain's aide became the captain's aide was entirely because of personal connections.

At the same time, Varis also felt that the captain should learn how to serve as the captain of a warship in a legion that advocates strength, which means that he should select the best people to do the job instead of nepotism.

"Master Kamas, the think tank editor, has asked: Now that he has completed the search of the area under his charge, should he move closer to us or other think tank members who are participating in the search?" asked the adjutant.

Varis glanced at the communication signal device behind the adjutant and shook his head: "Let him get closer to the others. If anything happens here, you and I can handle it."

The adjutant nodded and quickly conveyed Varis's order.

Everyone moved on.

Meanwhile, elsewhere on the lower deck, other Librarians and the Marines they led were conducting search missions.

Before the Lord of the White Knight left the White Knight to do another thing, he used his psychic vision to see the entire battleship and saw a large blur on the battleship.

That blur means where the soulless are.

But the problem is that the blur covers almost half of the lower level, so everyone still has to come over to search.

"attack!"

Suddenly one of the team members roared. Varis just heard the roar and was about to turn around when he heard a series of gunfire.

The team members were holding laser weapons. The laser weapons in their hands were made from the STC templates that the Legion obtained when it saved a hive world.

Although it is just a very common laser rifle, it is an ancient gadget after all, so it naturally has its own unique features.

The beams fired by all the laser rifles covered the darkness in the distance. This fire coverage lasted for a while. When each laser rifle was about to overheat, it began to emit heat energy into the air. After the laser rifle cooled down completely, part of the heat energy was absorbed by the laser rifle and replenished into the magazine.

"What are you attacking?" Varis asked after everyone stopped firing.

A Marine ran quickly into the darkness, then walked out of the darkness, standing on the dividing line between the darkness and the light of the searchlight, holding up the corpse in his hand.

The corpse in the team members' hands was the corpse of a creature that was a fusion of metal and flesh and blood. The surface of this creature's body was covered with metal, and underneath the metal were flesh and blood and bones.

Varis had seen information about this creature before.

This creature is called a wild boar.

An adult wild boar is as tall as the original body, and its body surface is almost completely covered with metal. At the same time, metal bone armor will grow on vital parts of the body, and even the organs will be wrapped in bone armor.

Looking at the corpse in the soldier's hand, it was a little wild boar, not as big as an adult wild boar, so it could be easily dealt with by everyone.

"Wild boar?" A Marine looked at the corpse in surprise. "I remember we should have killed all of these creatures two years ago."

"Maybe some bastard noble wants to raise one of these weird things, and then bring it on board and let it get lost by accident, or just abandon it," said another person.

The section of the White Knight near the stern on the lower deck was a complete garbage dump.

But the garbage dump here is not just hazardous waste, such as the residual promethium waste that is carried back and forth in the engine compartment by the mechanical servants belonging to the Quadrant Monks.

There are also some extremely terrifying creatures here, whose origins include but are not limited to: monsters abandoned by nobles who like to hunt for novelty, and biochemically modified creatures that were lost in the laboratory when the White Knight was used as a research vessel in the hands of its own forces before the establishment of the empire.

When he was serving in the First Legion, this was the "cargo" that ended up on the ship while transporting supplies to the legion.

"It's just a wild boar." The Marine Captain looked at Varis, asking with confusion and concern, "Excuse me, sir, are you okay? If you were wearing all the tactical equipment, you would definitely find it before us. What's more, even if you don't have the tactical equipment, your strength is much stronger than ours."

Varis didn't say anything, because he was also surprised that he didn't notice what was approaching.

At this moment, the chief think tank did not seem as calm as he appeared. He felt like his head was a mess, and it seemed like something was stirring the mess in his head.

His usual sharp senses and powerful psychic powers were now scarce.

Varis even felt that he would not be able to use his psychic powers. Without the two crystals placed in the compartments of his armor, his connection with the warp would be completely cut off.

"I... I'm fine." Varis gripped the grenade launcher tightly and signaled everyone to move on.

He also took a look at the captain's adjutant.

The adjutant lowered his head, his face was very pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Just now, the strong man didn't shoot at all.

"Don't be nervous, buddy. We are just carrying out a simple mission."

The soldier standing on the dividing line between darkness and searchlight light smiled at the adjutant.

"At least we didn't run into a tribe of cyborgs."

"and……"

The warrior's chest was suddenly pierced by a sharp tooth that was almost the same size as his upper body. The second half of the sentence he had not yet finished speaking was like his organ, which was shattered by the sharp tooth and flowed out from the edge of the bloody hole in his chest.

The warrior was lifted up by the sharp teeth and slowly moved forward.

Behind the soldier, a giant beast about four or five meters tall walked out of the darkness, its blood-red eyes fixed on the human, and its wide nostrils spewed out two streams of hot steam visible to the naked eye. "Enemy attack!"

All the soldiers except the adjutant spread out and kept their distance, then concentrated their fire on the large wild boar.

Varis's reaction was half a beat slow again. After everyone else had dispersed, this originally very sharp Space Marine took action. He raised his bolter and shot at the wild boar, while staring at the wild boar with his eyes and releasing a psychic attack.

The crystal containing Qin Xia's psychic energy allowed Varis to use psychic energy in this situation. The psychic energy gathered into a mental shock. After being hit, the wild boar was in a trance for a moment, then shook its head violently to wake up.

The angry wild boar rushed towards the humans.

When facing this wild boar, Varis even felt like he was facing a tank and was not the wild boar's primary target.

The wild boar's primary target was the captain's adjutant, who was closest to him and had been standing there stupidly after the battle began.

The behemoth charged towards the adjutant, rushed in front of the adjutant, and let out a terrifying roar under the incoming lasers and explosive bombs.

The adjutant, who was as tall as Varis, was as cowardly as a child at this moment. He stood under the bloody mouth of the giant beast, his facial features twisted together with fear. He opened his mouth, but now even the sound for help could not come out of his mouth.

The Marines behind him yelled at the adjutant, using all sorts of crude language to tell the idiot to get back to them.

Varis regretted bringing this adjutant with him, and tried to use his psychic power to pull the adjutant back.

At this time, the giant beast roared again, and the adjutant was frightened and screamed and fell to the ground.

The beast approached the adjutant, ready to devour the cowardly human in one gulp.

Every time the giant beast approached one centimeter, the fear on the adjutant's face would deepen, until the giant beast was completely in front of him, and the horror on the adjutant's face reached its peak.

The horror that had reached its extreme seemed less terrifying and turned into a kind of calmness like a corpse.

The adjutant suddenly took out the melta cannon from his back and fired at the giant beast in front of him with a scream.

The heat, which works best at close range, instantly melted half of the monster's body.

"Idiot!" The Marines cursed the adjutant and walked forward.

Varis also walked forward, pulled the adjutant up from the ground, and then walked to the side of the wild boar to observe the corpse.

The wild boar has a metallic outer shell, including its eyes which have a softened metal protection.

"The metal shell of this damn thing can even interfere with the detection device. If we take off this metal shell and put it on the machine, the machine can defend against EMP attacks!" The experienced captain walked to Varis and kicked the soft organs inside the wild boar hard.

"I didn't know there were so many weird things on our ship before we came here." Varis looked around, suppressing his discomfort. "I feel like we are not on the White Knight at all, but on a fucking jungle adventure on a damn death world."

"This wild boar is not the most evil thing." The captain smiled and said, "We once wiped out a tribe of cyborgs."

Varis turned quickly to look at the captain's face.

"The so-called modified human tribe is the descendants of some people who came to this ship as sailors a long time ago. When this warship did not belong to the 12th Legion, these people fled their posts because they had no work or were too tired from the work and ran here."

"They transformed themselves to adapt to the environment here."

"And after the Lord of the Twelve Legions issued an order that every person on every warship in the fleet should have a job and food rations, they were unwilling to believe us. They refused to return to civilized society and chose to continue to be savages in this hellhole."

"..."

After hearing the captain's words, Varis once again realized how huge a warship was.

A warship is equivalent to a city, a society, and there are always some sewer corners in a city.

And from what the captain said, perhaps there are many people in this place who, like the modified human tribe, choose to stay away from civilized society and survive and reproduce in dangerous places. There are not only soldiers and sailors on this battleship, but also some marginal people.

The Marines have been clearing out the terrible things hiding in unknown corners.

"Amazing." Varis nodded repeatedly, turned around and led everyone forward.

As for the corpse, it was dragged away by his comrades.

There is a unique funeral culture on the White Knight, that is, the ashes of the deceased will be placed in an urn, and the urn will be hung on the torpedo. When the battleship fights the enemy one day in the future, the ashes will be launched together with the torpedo.

……

after an hour.

Varis could barely walk unaided and was somewhere between lucid and semi-comatose.

But this also means that he is getting closer and closer to the soulless person.

The adjutant, who had been living a life of luxury with his brother-in-law on the command deck but was forcibly dragged over by Varis to participate in the operation, was holding one of Varis's arms. He was reluctant but had to do it.

The group cleaned up a lot of things along the way.

For example, the bandits from the Cyborg tribe, and the looting convoy formed by the Void Sailor Wanderers who used to work in the White Knight's equipment repair depot...

Anyway, after experiencing a wonderful adventure in this desolate ship gutter, the team finally found the person they were looking for.

The most powerful soulless being is under the protection of some people.

Varis had completely fainted.

The Marines were all grimacing in pain, and they vomited until they could no longer vomit before they were able to steady themselves.

However, compared to these ordinary people, the people around the soulless people did not react at all to the soulless people's power. These dirty men and women looked at the uninvited guests indifferently.

"Follow...us...let's go!" the captain ordered the soulless man.

The adjutant immediately raised his hand to signal the captain not to speak to the soulless people in that way, because he could see that these people had unfriendly eyes and were obviously dissatisfied with the sailors and soldiers on the ship.

After everyone else fell silent, the adjutant saluted the people in front of him, then slowly walked over and said in a pleading tone: "We are here to spread the mercy of the Lord of the Twelfth Legion. All of you, if you can go back with this untouchable, you will be able to get food rations on the ship for generations to come."

"What is the Lord of the Twelfth Legion?" someone asked. "My grandfather said that we are heading to the First Legion."

"Angron..." the adjutant said, "We are no longer in the First Legion. We are now part of the Twelfth Legion."

There was a brief silence at first, and then the people present cheered excitedly.

The adjutant could see that these people had something against the First Legion, so after learning that the battleship now belonged to the Twelfth Legion, they all chose to return to civilized society.

Seeing this, the adjutant raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Although this journey was hundreds of times more tortuous than I had imagined, at least I completed the mission.

(End of this chapter)