Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 45 Contact
However, the Astartes did not reply.

It wasn't until Quan Tiehua arrived a few seconds later that he learned the whole story over the communication. Somewhat uncertainly, he called out in Chinese, "Chinese?"

The voice on the other end, which had been occasionally speaking in English, suddenly stopped. Then, filled with disbelief, it said, "We are Chinese! May I ask who you are?"

"I am the acting...person in charge of our...battle group! My name is Quan Tiehua." He originally wanted to make up a reason to fool them about his origins, but after thinking about it, he told them the story with a mix of truth and falsehood.

"Mr. Quan, is the cooperation you mentioned before true?"

"The cooperation is real, once you have a specific person in charge contacting us. We'll both get what we need!"

"Alright, Mr. Quan. I'll come out. Please, you and your team members, don't let anything go wrong!"

"Rest assured, I vouch for it with the honor of our battle group!"

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Li Muyi was completely bewildered. What was this "band honor guarantee"? It seemed like the medieval rules of chivalry were long gone by now.
But he did not hesitate any longer. After putting the gun back on the ground, he slowly stood up with his hands raised.

The moment he poked his head out, the muzzles of the grenades were all aimed at his head.

The killing intent emanating from the explosive gun machine spirit that had slaughtered countless aliens and chaos made his bladder tighten, as if he were falling from the sky, and the urge to urinate surged up!

He subconsciously crouched back a little, then calmed down, swallowed hard, and slowly walked forward sideways.

Only after reaching the center of the battlefield did he shout, "Mr. Quan! I have shown my sincerity!"

Upon seeing this, Quan Tiehua was about to get up and go over, but was stopped by Valls next to him.

At this moment, his power armor was filthy and tattered. One arm was empty; the prosthetic limb that had been attached to him had been blown away by demons during the battle within the Empire's borders.

Fortunately, he survived to this day thanks to the various mechanical tools he carried, though his injuries were quite severe.

"Have you forgotten how those people disregarded the lives of their own kind when we landed? And the attack we suffered while negotiating with that massive machine?" Valls said, pulling a sphere from seemingly nowhere and handing it to him. "If this is a trap aimed at us, given our previous experience, the attack might be more powerful this time, and could very well injure you. So this is some automatically sensing defensive gear I created using the damaged helmets of our chapter brothers! Hopefully, it works without any problems!"

Valls originally wanted to stop him from going forward, but after feeling the force of Quan Tiehua's movements, he swallowed his words of dissuasion and could only remind him to be careful.

"Don't worry, brother. I know what I'm doing! If things go well, when we get back to the Empire, those old guys will even come to fawn over you! Our chapter will have... a Titan then!" Quan Tiehua patted his shoulder to comfort him. But his eyes were fixed on the empty arm beneath the shoulder armor.

Upon hearing this, Valls simply nodded and handed the items to Quan Tiehua.

The sphere was not large, but it had no texture on it, as if it had been cut directly from a huge block of iron.

He looked around and finally placed the iron ball in the groove on the neck of his power armor.

After all, the head is a relatively vulnerable area. As he walked out and approached, the oppressive feeling brought by his heavy body and height was overwhelming. Li Muye looked at Quan Tiehua approaching, until he stood two meters away from him, almost half a body taller than him, forcing Li Muye to look up.

"Mr. Quan, it's a pleasure to meet you!" he said, reaching out to shake hands and offer a greeting. However, sensing the sudden murderous intent and seeing Quan Tiehua's complete inaction, he could only nod sheepishly, maintaining his surrendered posture.

Especially when he saw that steel fist, almost as big as his head, Li Muye had no doubt that a single punch could turn his head into minced meat.

"Speak! What do you want to do?" Quan Tiehua asked directly and bluntly.

"Mr. Quan, we are agents from Japan. Our clearance level is very low, so this is all I can tell you. If we cooperate, we will offer everything we have in exchange!"

"This is the foundation for cooperation! I would like to speak with your manager!"

Li Muye nodded. "I need to take the communicator out of my pocket..."

Quan Tiehua nodded directly. With a mere mortal facing him at such close range, whatever action a person made, Quan Tiehua would kill them instantly if he wanted to!

Li Muye dared not have any other thoughts. The intelligence video he had seen before, with its lightning-fast punches and brutal massacres, instilled fear in almost everyone involved in the operation.

He took out several earpieces from his backpack, held them above his head with both hands, and said, "These can directly contact the person you want to see. But you only have half a minute."

With the communicator connected and the signal established, after initial greetings, they went straight to the point and began a simple discussion about cooperation.

"Your manager has already told me. We will choose to fly on your plane." Quan Tiehua took off his headset after discussing with the manager for just over half a minute and waved for his team members to assemble.

“Yes, that’s possible, but it’s not easy for our transport planes to enter the territory of this country. Therefore, we need to find some transportation to reach the designated location before we can board,” Li Muye explained. When he saw the group of armored men beginning to assemble in an orderly manner, he knew that the matter had been settled.

At his command, the other agents also began to assemble. The assembly was completed in just half a minute, and everyone began to withdraw to their designated positions. A few people remained in Li Muyi's team to make arrangements.

"Okay, but I need to know the plan you've developed."

Li Muye nodded, then directed his subordinates to bring over several backpacks. After opening them, he said, "These are all electronic devices that can now connect to the internet. All our information and tasks will be sent to this terminal." As he spoke, he took out a heavy electronic tablet from the bag, which was almost as thick as a brick.

Behind him, Valls and several technical sergeants stepped forward and took it, beginning to examine it closely.

To be honest, Warhammer 40's technology was many times more advanced than the technology of this world, but many of its crude applications made it seem many times less efficient than the technology of this world.

For example, the information transmission of these electronic products, when placed within the Empire, relies on servants or thinkers. Naturally, that's inefficient.

Here, the efficiency and improvements in message transmission achieved by the terminals and computer arrays they use are clearly visible to the naked eye.

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(End of this chapter)