Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 64 Uprising Plan
night.

The food that Yochula's mother had sent a few days ago was almost gone, and the gladiators were eating the last bit, gathering together and listening as they ate.

Qin Xia used his psychic power to present a map of the desert. He and Angron stood in the center of the crowd and explained the way out that he had suddenly come up with.

That is to find a way to seize the territory of the Murray family.

"But you said before that we have to be well prepared before we can get out of this hell and move towards a more terrifying hell." Yochula said, looking at the point pointed out by Qin Xia on the desert map.

"Yes, that's right. Our goal is to escape and live freely and with dignity, rather than being chopped into pieces as slaves by the High Knights." Qin Xia looked at Yochula, "We need a place to live after we leave the arena. This place must be able to protect us and allow us to develop and grow in it."

"The fortress territory of the Murray family is such a good place."

Qin Xia then told Brown what he had heard about the Murray family.

The most important thing, of course, is how secure the Murray family's territory is.

Crest listened quietly, but his thoughts were not on the fortress territory, but on the dream before he woke up.

That strange room, the talking bricks...

"I'm not against it, but objectively speaking, that place is very easy to defend and difficult to attack," someone said.

"Under normal circumstances, when two armies are at war, it would be a pipe dream to want to take over their territory." Qin Xia looked at the speaker, "But we don't need to rush over like a swarm of bees, and then a large number of people start to attack the city under firepower."

"We have to sneak in."

"I'll find a way for us to get past every high-tech surveillance and security device we can think of."

"If my research on my talent goes as smoothly as before, I may even be able to teleport us directly over the city walls and defense lines into the interior of the territory."

"Then we will launch an attack on the Murray family when they least expect it. If we can control the residence of their core family members, or if we find something that can control the fortress territory, we can occupy it."

Qin Xia said this and looked at the others.

The gladiators felt that this plan was too risky.

Although most people are aware of the strengths and weaknesses of the gladiators.

The disadvantage is that there are too few people and the equipment is not good enough.

The advantage is that their individual combat power is very strong. Not to mention Angron, who kills people like killing chickens, and his ability to directly kill the golden knight by bypassing the armor with countless defensive technologies. The other gladiators are not ordinary people either.

Those present now are all strong people who have been manually selected.

It would be difficult for any gladiator here to kill a guard equipped with silver vines, given the huge disadvantage in weapons and equipment.

Everyone knew their own strengths and weaknesses, but the weaknesses were too great, and the Murray family's territory sounded really intimidating...

"Ono once led an insurgent army." Someone looked at Onomamus, "What do you think if we leave the arena and fight a guerrilla war against the enemy in the mountains..."

"You will die without a burial place." Ono answered without hesitation, "After you die, videos of you doing all kinds of disgusting things will be circulated. Regardless of whether you did those things or not, in the eyes of the civilians we want to protect, we are all a bunch of stupid bastards who eat our own shit and gather together to form a small rebel army."

"I think so too." Qin Xia agreed very much.

He knew that if he did not appear on Nuceria, Angron would sooner or later fight his way out of the arena with the gladiators, and then they would fight guerrilla warfare, taking a city, killing everyone inside, and then moving on to the next city.

The predecessor of the name World Eaters was City Eaters, which is the original origin of World Eaters as the name of the Legion.

Until the end, the rebels were blocked on the cliffs of a mountain area called Deshyi. If it weren't for the shining appearance of "the best and most loving father in the galaxy", Angron would have died together with the gladiators.

But that may not be the case, Qin Xia thought.

After all, if Angron had not been taken away, he could have stayed and helped the gladiators as a powerful fighter.

The best outcome might be to continue fighting guerrilla warfare forever.

"I will not increase the knights' propaganda attack for now."

Qin Xia continued to explain.

"We don't have anything we need, and we're even outnumbered. If we want to continue fighting after we get out, we'll have to rely on supplies from the civilians in our activity area."

"But the High Knights can easily turn our activity area into a no-man's land."

"The rule of slave owners does not rely on the need to recruit a large number of soldiers from the civilian class, nor does it need the support of the civilian class." "Under normal circumstances, the ruling structure is pyramid-shaped. Nuceria is also pyramid-shaped, but in reverse. The power of the slave owners is the huge part behind the top of the pyramid, and the power of the civilians is the small part at the top of the pyramid."

In order to make the gladiators understand, Qin Xia also created an illusion of a pyramid to assist in the explanation.

"In the arena, there is a kind of iron man called security robot. Everyone has seen it. This kind of iron man can also be used for manufacturing. Slave owners don't even need civilians to produce."

"Under these circumstances, I think the probability that the slave owners will turn our activity area into a no-man's land is 100 percent."

"To be honest, guerrilla tactics are not advisable here."

After saying that, Qin Xia looked at Ono.

Ono nodded. "In fact, they will do more cruel things, such as preventing the killing of all the people in a city. Back then, our rebels had to avoid contacting civilians because once the slave owners suspected that someone was helping us, they would send out intelligent machines to clean up the entire population of a place."

Hearing this, Yochula raised his hand.

Qin Xia signaled that Yochula could speak.

"Slave owners don't need civilians at all...then why do we still exist..." Yochula asked tremblingly.

"Well, this is a cruel question." Qin Xia rubbed his nose and looked at the desert map he created. He was silent for two seconds. "Just like the civilians who can feel alive by watching us die, the value of most people in this hellhole is to allow a few people to gain a sense of superiority through comparison."

Yochula looked at Kleist, then at his brother Yochulaka, and then fell silent.

Qin Xia waited for others to express their opinions.

Everyone was silent for a while.

Crest, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up: "In fact, the choice before us is basically the same as no choice at all. No matter how crazy Turk is, we can still profit from him, and our situation can be better than before. If we replace him with a more cruel manager, we will die whether we leave the arena or not, so why not give it a try?"

After that, Crest was the first to raise his hand to express his approval, believing that the idea of ​​attacking the territory of the Murray family was the best option, and guerrilla warfare was not advisable.

"This plan to seize the territory of the Murray family is crazy, but it's the best I can come up with."

Qin Xia looked at everyone.

"Crest is right. No matter how crazy Tark is, at least we can communicate with him and even profit from him. If Tark dies and is replaced by a normal slave owner, we will be living a life worse than death."

"But there's no need to rush. We need to conserve our energy and be prepared. We have to wait for the weapons and equipment that Turk promised to be delivered. If we are going to step into a more brutal hell, we must do our best to be prepared."

After hearing this, the gladiators thought about it and nodded.

"I'm going to die anyway, so it's better to die more heroically than to die in the arena!"

"I don't ask for much. I'd consider it enough if I could just kill a slave owner and die!"

"..."

Qin Xia stared at the ground and thought calmly amid the voices of approval.

The reason why he proposed the plan to break out of the arena today was fundamentally because of Tark.

Tark agreed to provide weapons and equipment, which solved the most difficult problem for the gladiators when they tried to break out of the arena, which was to use their own crowns to collide with the black technology.

Whether Tark is dead or alive, it has little impact on the goal of getting out of the arena.

Qin Xia also thought about getting weapons and equipment from Tark, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

In addition to the previous preparations - hacking into the processor of the security intelligent machine, observing the route, and the experience of evacuating under siege.

This is what Qin Xia wanted to prepare in the arena.

But when it came time to fight, Angron, the Primarch, had not only accumulated sufficient combat experience in battle, but also grown up as a Primarch...

Thinking of this, Qin Xia looked at Angron.

Angron's massive body, nearly five meters tall, was squeezed in the crowd, his face still showing a childish expression.

Qin Xia couldn't help complaining in his heart: "Does Nukaili's flax medicine contain hormones?"

(End of this chapter)