Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 28 Nakmund Corridor
Over the next few minutes, the veterans of the Astra Militarum communicated on a physical level with the priests of the Mechanicum of Mars.

The two sides fully enhanced their understanding of each other and discussed in more depth the opinions on the range and power of the grenade launcher. After a door, several windows and several chairs were blown up, this cordial and friendly exchange meeting finally ended.

Alvin hid behind the shelter, shivering, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

Who said that mechanical priests are always calm?
The mechanical priest in front of him is obviously a hot-tempered guy. He pulls out his grenade launcher if he disagrees with something. The mechanical arm behind him can even hold a power axe and have intense and friendly exchanges with people!

The terrifying mechanical priest he met for the first time left a huge psychological trauma on Alvin.

To the extent that, every time he met members of the Mechanicus in the future, today's scene would subconsciously appear in his mind.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

The mechanical priest sat down on the steps without any manners, took the cigarette handed to him by Tucker, lit it skillfully and put it in his mouth, like an old smoker.

Alvin's three perspectives were shattered once again.

What the hell is going on? The mechanical priest is sitting on the ground smoking. Could this guy be a fake?
"Let me introduce you. This is Aruman Vera, the Tech-Priest of the Mechanicus."

Tucker lit a cigarette, as if nothing had happened just now, hugged the unhappy mechanical priest next to him, and said enthusiastically: "Boy, you can come out now."

"Uh, hello, Father Vera."

Alvin twitched his lips, slowly emerged from behind the pillar, and greeted awkwardly: "My name is Alvin Valshus, and I'm a scavenger from the Lower Nest."

"Why, you changed to charity?" Aruman glanced at Tucker beside him and shook off the arm on his shoulder with disgust: "What do you want from me? Tell me now, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"Do you still remember the Hadley family?" Tucker took a deep puff of his cigarette, his eyes looking like a ferocious beast.

"Remember, you were thrown into the lower nest because you killed Hadley's heir?" Aruman said slowly.

"In my nest, the shadow of the Chaos Cult appeared. It is suspected to be the Faith. Blood God."

Tucker extinguished the cigarette with his bare hands, turned his head and stared at Aruman, and said word by word: "Now, I can be sure that the heir of the Hadley family must have been related to this cult."

"You should be coming to the Inquisitor, not me, Tucker."

However, Aruman's performance was dull and not as exciting as expected.

"Nonsense, if I could find the Inquisitor, would I come to you?"

Tucker was so angry that he yelled, "Did you forget to lubricate your brain? The gears are stuck? I am a criminal now. Even if I contact the judge, I can only rely on you!"

"Stop talking about gears or I'll fucking destroy you first!"

Aruman was also very angry and roared: "I am a mechanical priest, not an astropath. Where can I find someone for you? Can't you contact the Military Affairs Department?"

When he heard about the Military Affairs Department, Tucker laughed: "Military Affairs Department? By the time I contact the Military Affairs Department, the cult will have already destroyed the planet!"

Alvin nodded in agreement.

Indeed, with the speed at which the Warhammer Military Affairs Department handles official business, by the time they discover this distress letter, the planet will probably have fallen into chaos.

This is not an exaggeration. When the distress signals sent by some planets are discovered by the Military Affairs Department and go through a series of tedious approval processes, the problem is either solved or solved. The inefficiency of the Military Affairs Department and the Ministry of the Interior is outrageous!
If I really wait for the Ministry of Military Affairs to send support, I may not be able to catch up in my next life. It is better to find a way myself.

"Then how the hell am I supposed to contact the Inquisitor? I'm a Mechanical Priest. Mechanical Priest, do you understand what that means?!"

Aruman started swearing, mixed with completely incomprehensible binary language, and his saliva almost drowned Tucker.

"I know, I know you are the Mechanical Priest!" Tucker wiped the spit from his face and said, "I mean, I want you to contact your mentor. He must have a solution."

"Get out of the way, impossible!"

Aruman sneered and stood up to leave: "Even if the Chaos War Gang chopped off my head, I would never contact that old bastard!"

"What time is it now? Are you still angry about that little thing?"

Tucker frowned, glanced at Alvin, and switched to another language, lowering his voice: "Don't forget, this is near the Nakmond Corridor. Do you want the Cadian incident to happen again here?!"

Wait, wait a minute. Alvin's mind suddenly became a little confused, and cold sweat wet his back!
Did he just have auditory hallucinations?

Is the Nak'mond Corridor the only passage leading to the dark side of the Empire in the tide of the Warp's power raging after the Great Rift opened?
No, no, you must have heard wrong!
Just as Alvin pricked up his ears and listened attentively, Aruman was silent for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "Tucker, you should know that if the Hadley family is connected to the cult, it means that the governor of the Galken planet is probably not clean either."

"It is because I know this that I came to you, Aruman."

Tucker said seriously, "The location of this planet is too important. If the Empire wants to recapture the dark side that is isolated by the 'Cursed Scar', it must pass through the Nachmond Corridor. If Roselle is controlled by the cult, Chaos will completely control this important road!"

Finally, Alvin heard the definite answer from Tucker.

This is the planet Roselle, a hive world located near the Nachmond Corridor in the northern hazy star field!

In an instant, Alvin felt sadder than anything else.

I thought it was unlucky enough for me to travel through the Warhammer Hive World, but I didn't expect there would be a surprise.

The Nak'mond Corridor is the only important passage leading to the dark side of the empire after the fall of Cadia and the opening of the Great Rift of the Cursed Scar. It is a place of contention for military strategists.

So the question is, what will be the general fate of places where Warhammer is given the words "a must-have for military strategists"?
No, it's too scary. I feel like dying just imagining it!

"Emperor, is this how you treat your loyal subjects?!"

Alvin silently shed tears in his heart, wondering if it would be too late to change his birthplace now!
At this moment, the mechanical priest Aruman noticed that Alvin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and stared at him suspiciously: "Boy, can you understand High Gothic?"

In an instant, Tucker's suspicious eyes fell on Alvin.

He just used High Gothic on purpose to avoid Alvin from hearing what he said, but who would have thought that this kid could actually understand it?
Under the gazes of the two men, Alvin was completely confused.

Oops, almost forgot, the Lower Nest speaks Low Gothic.

Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for a scavenger from the nest to understand the official High Gothic language of the Empire!
Where is the Navigator system? Help!

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