Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 35 Special Training from Catachan
Now, not to mention Tucker's suspicion, Alvin himself is a little suspicious whether he is Aruman's illegitimate son.

The deflection device is fine, but the gun that Aruman gave him... If he was not mistaken, that thing should be the legendary plasma pistol that is loyal and never overheated!
[Item Detected: Spiral-Subatomic Plasma Pistol (Excellent)]

[Effective range: 100 meters, lethal range: 200 meters, 25.73 seconds of recharging time between each shot, but after five shots it will become extremely unstable and prone to overheating and explosion]

[Energy available: 1000 units]

Sure enough, it was really a plasma pistol!

Alvin couldn't help but gasp, his eyes filled with shock.

No, what is the relationship between Aruman and his predecessor?
Otherwise, why would they give away both the 'Deflection Position Device' and the 'Plasma Pistol'?

This is not in the river!

Alvin fell into deep self-doubt.

Tucker, who was standing next to him, had his eyes almost fixed on the 'plasma pistol'. If it weren't for Aruman's threatening look, he would have snatched it away long ago.

"Don't think too much. We don't have any physical relationship." Aruman was inexplicably tired and explained helplessly: "This matter is very complicated. I can't explain it to you at the moment."

But the more Aruman hid, the more Tucker's curiosity was aroused.

He leaned over and hooked his arm around the priest's neck, glanced at Alvin who looked confused, and whispered in Alman's ear: "Hey, what's going on? Tell me."

"Protect this kid, Tucker."

However, Aruman just threw down a few words, shook off Tucker's hand, turned around and walked into the workshop at the side door of the temple.

Alvin and Tucker were thrown on the spot. They looked at each other briefly for half a second, their heads full of question marks.

"Boy, it seems that you are not as simple as I thought."

Tucker narrowed his eyes and looked the boy up and down carefully, as if he wanted to get to know Alvin all over again: "I swear in the name of His Majesty the Divine Emperor, the last time I saw Aruman so worried about someone's safety was the senior sister he had a crush on."

It seemed as if he had inadvertently learned some incredible gossip. Alvin suddenly had a bad feeling.

boom!
Without any warning, a bomb flew past Tucker's head, leaving a crater on the wall.

Then, Aruman's angry roar floated out from the workshop: "If you dare to say another word, I will blow your head off, Tucker!"

Obviously, the technical priest was completely enraged by the act of exposing his old comrade's shortcomings.

Tucker rubbed his scalp and dragged Alvin out of the church, still grumbling: "If you don't allow me to say it, then don't say it. Why are you so angry?"

How can I not be angry? Who told you to be so talkative?

Alvin was dragged out of the temple, his mouth twitching slightly. He thought to himself that if Tucker died one day, it would definitely be related to this mouth.

Next, it’s a familiar process.

In front of the law enforcers, he returned to the lower nest from the middle nest gate with extreme arrogance.

As soon as he stepped into the lower nest, the air that had been circulated millions of times and the environment filled with exhaust gas and radiation gave him a familiar feeling of being home.

"There are fewer scavengers now." Alvin murmured as he looked at the somewhat empty streets.

"Because the Hammer Gang is recruiting a large number of members."

Tucker took out a cheap cigarette from his trouser pocket, lit it in his mouth, took a puff slowly, and said expressionlessly: "Anyone who is selected can become a member of the Hammer Gang. Not only will they have fixed food, but they will also receive standard weapons. Guess what they are planning to do?"

"What else is there to do? It's nothing more than expanding the power and then conquering the nest city." Alvin could guess the Hammer Gang's next plan after unifying the nest with just a little thought.

Using free food as bait to recruit a large number of members to join is simply an open conspiracy!
Even if we knew the Hammer Gang's plan, there was no way to stop them.

The reason is simple. The people in the lower nest are on the verge of starving to death every day. At this time, a gang suddenly appeared and claimed that as long as they were selected, they could receive free food every day.

Not to mention the scavengers in the lower nest, if Alvin didn't have a system, he would most likely choose to join.

Yes, the people of the Lower Nest never care about who is just, they only care about who can keep them alive. What law enforcer? What God Emperor?
Those ideals and beliefs are too far away from them. The scum in the nest just want to survive, nothing more.

They will follow whoever can keep them alive!
"The Hammer Gang has already taken over the East and South districts." Tucker finished a whole cigarette in a few puffs, flicked it away, and said dimly, "The remaining two districts will be completely taken over by the Hammer Gang in one month at the earliest and two months at the latest, so we don't have much time left."

"I am well aware of the situation, Mr. Tucker."

Alvin hesitated for half a second, roughly estimated the time it would take to travel through time, and continued, "I think it will take about a month. When I come back, things may turn around."

"One month?"

Tucker frowned, stared at Alvin in silence for half a minute, then waved: "Follow me, boy."

Alvin didn't understand, but he followed Tucker anyway.

The two traveled through the industrial wasteland of Lower Nest, following the maze-like, criss-crossing sewer pipes, and arrived at Tucker's secret base.

Although it is called a secret base, it is actually very simple. However, when Tucker pushed open the water valve, what was inside really shocked Alvin.

There are so many weapons and equipment, such as carapace armor, fragmentation grenades, combat knives, laser guns, plasma guns, grenade launchers, etc., which are dazzling. But if it were just this, it would not be enough to shock Alvin. What really made his eyes almost fall to the ground was that there was a chainsaw sword in the corner!

There is even a heavy bolter next to the chainsword!

What is the concept of this thing?

Heavy bolters, as the name suggests, are generally equipped to Astartes or mounted on chariots to provide fire support for teammates.

It is no exaggeration to say that the recoil of this thing can kill an ordinary Astra Militarum soldier!
The one-inch caliber and modified extra-large bullet capacity are enough to cope with the fire suppression in small positional battles.

As for the power, how should I describe it? Probably: you are as ridiculous as your bunker!
Is this the tough guy who was able to return alive from the Battle of Cadia?
Alvin swallowed his saliva and had to think again about how to get this tough guy to join the gang!
"Boy, I don't know why you came to the nest, but since Aruman asked me to protect you, I have to do something."

As he spoke, Tucker handed the combat knife he carried with him directly to Alvin.

This knife is similar in shape to a Bowie knife, a standard combat knife, with serrations on the belly and grooves on both sides of the blade for reducing weight. It is about 20 inches long, and the edge of the blade is cold and shiny, and you can tell at a glance that it has been well maintained. It feels heavy in the hand, and there is an inexplicable chill.

[Item Detected: Tucker's Catachan Combat Knife (Excellent)]

[Specially used by the Catachan Jungle Warfare Regiment, this is a combat knife Tucker made himself before he left Catachan. It has accompanied him through hundreds of bloody battles.]

[Energy available: 0 units]

"Uh, Mr. Tucker, what does this mean?" Alvin was a little confused. Was it a gift for him?
"Don't get me wrong, this knife is not for you."

Tucker lit a cigarette and said slowly: "In order to ensure your safety, I will train you here for three days and teach you some survival skills so that you won't die at the hands of a few scum."

"Uh, Mr. Tucker, actually..."

Alvin was very disappointed. It wasn't because he looked down on Tucker, but he simply thought he was too dangerous.

If it were any normal Star Army soldier, he wouldn't be so resistant.

Who is Tucker?

The Catachan Jungle Warfare Regiment is currently known to be a group of ruthless people who rolled out of Cadia, that living hell. I'm afraid they are tired of living if they train with them!

"Boy, I'm going to teach you your first lesson now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tucker, with a cigarette in his mouth, appeared behind Alvin like a ghost.

A small knife with a cold glow was placed on his neck. The piercing chill climbed up Alvin's spine and into his mind, and his expression suddenly froze.

"Kid, in the Astra Militarum, you should be called by your position during training."

Tucker held the cigarette in his mouth, not even the ash fell down, and whispered in Alvin's ear like a devil: "Don't worry, I will teach you how to become a qualified Catachan six-year-old in the shortest time possible!"

(End of this chapter)