Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 27 Hello, Gear Boy!

Catachan is one of the most notorious death worlds in the Empire and the production site of the famous Rambo in 40K!
Known for being the most majestic and domineering man in the entire empire, every warrior living on Catachan has to face two things almost since birth.

Fight, and die.

Due to Catachan's beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, every Catachan has a Terminator, and it's the Plus version.

There is a phrase that can be used to describe Catachan.

The goal of all living things is to either kill other living things or be killed by other living things!
In short, in Catachan, a place with beautiful surroundings and a pleasant climate, the jungle eats meat!

Trees can move;

Flowers can eat people;
Even if the food is from an alien star field and grown on Catachan, it will find ways to kill a few people.

As for the toad, it is even more powerful. It can self-destruct!
In Alvin's memory, the power of that thing's self-detonation was so great that even an Astartes' dreadnought could be blown to pieces!
Yes, that's right.

Even the heavily armored Astartes 'coffin', known as a mobile fortress, cannot stop the Catachan Toad!

The toad's self-destruction range is one kilometer, and its toxin ranks first in the physical universe.

Unless you are the Flash, if you alarm the Catachan Toad, the only outcome is death, and even the Dreadnought cannot save you!

By the way, the second most poisonous toxin in the physical universe is the Catachan barking toad.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Alvin traveled through Catachan, this broken place, he would definitely slit his own throat on the spot. He doesn't know if he can travel through it again, but the main thing is that he doesn't want to be eaten by a tree!

As the saying goes, the land and water nurture the people.

Such an extreme living environment like Catachan naturally breeds a group of super-strong Rambos!

Got it, now I understand everything!
Alvin finally understood why Tucker was able to kill the entire Crusader gang quietly.

It's not surprising at all. Anyone who can survive in Catachan's environment is at least a super Captain America in the 2K era, and killing hundreds of gangsters is like a piece of cake for him.

Likewise, Alvin was certain of one thing.

This guy can really kill him, and it's effortless!

Even if it is an Eta-level psychic, if he cannot kill Tucker instantly, the fate that awaits the psychic is most likely to be that his head will be cut off and hung at the door while he is sleeping.

Now, Alvin had only one thought in his mind.

"I have to think of a way to get Takla to join us. It would be a waste of a superhero unit to leave it unused!"

"Kid, what are you daydreaming about?" Tucker raised his hand and knocked on his head in dissatisfaction, saying: "Anyway, even if I can't solve it, there are still the Sudu Law Enforcers and the Planetary Defense Force."

"Ahem, Mr. Tucker, actually..." Alvin suppressed his excitement, pretended to be calm, and told everything that happened in the lower nest.

After hearing this, Tucker's pupils widened like copper bells, and he opened his mouth and roared, "What? Cult?"

"Mr. Tucker, you could speak a little louder so that everyone will know it." Alvin's ears were ringing because of Tucker's loud voice.

"Sorry, I got a little excited."

Tucker realized that he had overreacted, took a few deep breaths, and when his emotions calmed down a little, he said seriously: "Since you have discovered the cult, why don't you report it to the law enforcers?"

"Me? Report to the law enforcers?" Alvin looked at him speechlessly: "Are you sure the law enforcers will believe me if I tell them? They won't shoot me to death?"

Tucker was speechless, as if there was a stone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

He knew the nature of the Sudu law enforcement officers very well. If a scavenger from Xiachao mentioned the existence of a cult, he would most likely be shot directly by the law enforcement officers, with the reason being: scavengers know nothing!

"No wonder you're so alert."

Tucker, who understood the whole story, re-examined Alvin: "I can't believe you're so cautious. You didn't want to tell me before. You must be afraid that I might have something to do with the cult, right?"

"I hope you can understand, Mr. Tucker."

Alvin didn't think he had done anything wrong. Without accurate information, he would only bring disaster upon himself.

"No, I mean, you're doing great."

Tucker frowned. After learning that the abnormality in the Lower Nest was caused by the Khorne cult, he could understand Alvin's worries. "Mr. Tucker, since you are a retired soldier of the Astra Militarum, you should be able to contact the nobles of the Lower Nest and the planetary defense forces, right?" Alvin had always been worried, but now he could finally relax: "As long as we report the cult, it will be wiped out soon given its current scale."

"You think the problem is too simple, kid."

However, after listening to Alvin's advice, Tucker still looked worried and threw out a few questions directly: "First of all, can you confirm the scale of the cult, is it limited to the lower nest?

Secondly, how do you know that there are no evil cult forces in Zhongchao and Shangchao?

Finally, what level is the psychic in the cult? "

These three questions left Alvin speechless and he didn't know how to answer.

"No cult force should underestimate them."

Tucker looked at him deeply and said slowly: "What we see is just the surface. What if we alert them and make them desperate?"

"But even if they are desperate, it shouldn't be difficult to wipe them out with the power of the planetary defense force, right?" Alvin said unsurely.

In fact, he himself was not sure how capable the planetary defense force was.

Some planetary defense forces are conscription regiments of the Astra Militarum. Their combat effectiveness is naturally beyond words, but some are simply dismal. It can be said that their levels are uneven!

"Kid, some things are not that simple."

Tucker shook his head, looked up at the sky, and said something meaningful: "The water in the world of Roselle Population City is very deep. At least according to my current inference, the evil cult forces have infiltrated the upper nest aristocratic circle a long time ago."

"How did you know that?" Alvin asked.

"Nonsense, I was thrown to the lower nest because I killed a noble." Having said that, Tucker finally told the reason in desperation.

Killed the nobles?
What a strange noun!
Alvin's eyelids were twitching and he was shouting in his heart, "Oh my god!"

He didn't die despite committing such a serious crime, but was thrown into the lower nest. How big is Tucker's background?
"Come with me to see someone."

Tucker dragged Alvin away without saying anything.

The two turned seven or eight streets in Zhongzhen and then came directly to a rather simple house.

Without saying a word, Tucker kicked the already shaky door and broke it into pieces, then dragged the stunned Alvin and rushed in without saying a word.

"Wait, wait, Mr. Tucker!"

Alvin stared at the gear decoration on the wall that symbolized casting, and he was completely confused.

This place is the temple of the Mechanicus, the territory of those oil men!
If I kick the door open like this, won’t I be transformed into a servo skull?
But apparently, Tucker didn't care about this at all. His unique loud voice echoed directly in the Mechanical Temple: "Hey, gear boy, get out here!"

After a moment, Tucker almost instinctively pulled Alvin down to squat.

Then a bomb grazed their scalps and blew a huge hole in the simple wall.

Gravel and dust flew everywhere, and the strong smell of gunpowder spread. Alvin's brain froze for half a second.

"Tucker, you bastard again!"

The man who rushed out from the side door of the temple was wearing the standard rust-red robe of the Mechanicus and had a modified mechanical arm on his back.

In his hand, he held a bolt gun that had been obviously modified. He roared angrily, "Oh, Messiah, I will purify you, you bastard, for the God-Emperor today!"

Tucker held his earwax, looked nonchalant, and said carelessly: "Calm down, Gear Boy, I came to you for something serious."

The mechanical priest was obviously very angry. He held the grenade launcher and said with gritted teeth: "I swear to Ohm Messiah, if you dare to call me a gear boy again, I will let you see the Emperor!"

Click!

The crisp sound of loading a gun rang out in the simple church.

Looking at the bullet holes on the wall and this simple mechanical temple, Alvin suddenly understood the reason.

Are all the oil men nowadays so irritable? !

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(End of this chapter)