Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

"Activate my armor and let's teach this arrogant blabbermouth a lesson!" Smoky Voice grabbed the orc assistant and rode the freight elevator down.

As he was busy putting on his armor, Koji was once again bathed in the hot blood of the orcs. This experience was not comfortable. The stench kept filling his nose, and his hand, which was gripping the handle tightly, became slippery because of the blood.

But this is better than death, right?

With a single, powerful axe strike, four young technicians wielding wrenches and welding torches had their heads chopped off.

Mi Yang, Shi Tou, and others stood 20 meters behind him, providing him with cover and assistance using long-range weapons.

As for the orcs?

This disorganized and undisciplined group of guys had long been caught up in the frenzy of looting and fighting. They had no formation whatsoever and were simply crowding into wherever there were the best things.

That's good, it prevents the orcs from getting too close to Gu Jian and noticing all the abnormalities in the big boss.

To completely defeat and incorporate these orcs, we must do the same thing we did to defeat the Uglymouthed Boss: find their heads and crush them to pieces without mercy.

Komi's thinking was very clear; the only thing he needed to do now was to find the hideout of the smoky-voiced boss.

This is quite easy to determine. Just look at what has the biggest "Waaagh" in this garbage dump, and the smoky-voiced boss will definitely be there.

In the Warhammer world, few powerful beings would present themselves as harmless and weak. Instead, they would go to great lengths to enhance their own image, hoping that even the fleets in space could see their presence.

This foolish act of exposing one's strength and position seems less foolish when supported by a deity; humans have their gods, and orcs have theirs.

The massive tower appeared somewhat precarious due to its chaotic structure. It took Komi a long time to realize that it was a main cable that transmitted current between the upper and lower nests. Smoker had set up his base here for the convenience of obtaining energy.

The guard at the door was killed in one shot by Mi Yang. She used her laser sniper rifle very well, which made the mechanical spirit of the laser pistol a little jealous. The battery emitted some heat so that Mi Yang could notice its presence.

Komi charged deeper and deeper, and no young technician could withstand him for even a second longer, not even with a huge shield.

The wide corridor was filled with the stench of orcs and the pungent smell of engine oil. Various ranged and melee weapons of different shapes hung on the walls on both sides, clearly used by the husky-voiced technician boss to show off his superb skills to customers with teeth.

Based on Komi's understanding of orcs, these weapons, which look like exhibits, must also be loaded with bullets, and could unleash a ferocious power with just a slight pull of the trigger.

"Hehehe! You little stick figure are actually pretty good at fighting. Where's your boss? Tell that ugly-mouthed bastard to come see me!" The husky-voiced technician boss appeared from the other end of the corridor, and the armor he was wearing made Gu Jian's eyes narrow slightly.

As technicians, human mechanical monks focus on the sanctification of technology, imbuing every step with spirituality and a sense of ritual.

The orcs scoffed at these ideas, remaining loyal only to their passions and inspirations, and striving tirelessly to realize them.

Piecing things together, hammering and banging, unpredictable explosions and out-of-control situations are the hallmarks of an orc technician's great creativity.

This is why the equipment of the mechanic boys is particularly interesting and diverse compared to that of the more savage orc boys. You are unlikely to see complete iron armor made of scrap materials on them, but you can see that they have transformed their arms into multi-purpose tools that can be used to clamp and bend, and also to help the orcs scratch their itchy noses and eyes.

But as a senior technician, Smoky Voice's equipment can't just be described as reaching a new level; it's like he's flown from the ground to the clouds.

His yellow full-body armor was adorned with black checkered patterns, and his legs were supported by exposed hydraulic devices, allowing even the heavy armor to support his throat.

Both hands were covered by equipment that was half tool and half weapon: one was a hydraulic plier that could crush steel, and the other was a terrifying nail gun that could nail a person to the wall alive and make them impossible to remove.

A device resembling a glass ball, flashing with electric light, was mounted on the square back of the armor, occasionally crackling with lightning.

Dangerous equipment, enormous size.

Just standing there from a distance exudes a sense of oppression. Even if this thing were replaced by the Emperor's Death Angel, those Space Marines who are as powerful as demigods would have to think twice before using it.

Is this the inventive ability of a master technician?

Or is it that this husky voice has already reached the level of a near-master, and is just waiting for the approval of the boss to complete a qualitative leap?

Komi's guess in an instant was already close to the truth. That's right, this smoky-voiced technician boss had indeed reached the edge of the Great Tech Master in terms of creativity. This power armor, which was not yet fully completed, was his biggest support for demanding the position of Great Tech Master from the Tooth Boss.

I have nowhere to turn...

Koken was troubled by Smoky Voice's strength and angered by the orcs' crude and flawed description. In the end, he simply raised his machete and axe and shouted at Smoky Voice, "That piece of trash Ugly Mouth has become my sleeping bag and urinal. Now I, Pole, am the boss of the orcs."

"A skinny boss?" The husky-voiced face was hidden behind a heavy welder's mask that could withstand armor-piercing bullets. He stared at Komi's figure, and after thinking for a while, he finally chuckled and cursed, "A genetically mutated little brat, actually dreaming of being a boss. I'm very interested in you. I won't kill you, but I'll take your limbs off to see how you grew into this weirdo."

Raise your hand and fire.

Hot nails rained down on him. Koji dared not block them head-on, so he could only dodge behind a pillar and, based on his vague memory, throw his machete toward the direction of the smoker.

The machete was clearly unsuitable for the task of throwing spears and knives; it had barely drifted to the smoker's face when it was crushed into a twisted piece of scrap metal by a pair of pliers.

The nails kept coming in, and the pillar was dug open inch by inch, making Komi, who was hiding behind it, feel uneasy.

However, Komi was not the only one involved in the battle. Miyang tried his best to find the possible weak points on the armor of the orc, and used lasers to shake the orc's body one after another.

The scalding heat from the weak spot angered Smoker, who immediately turned his gun around and fired at Mi Yang.

Stone and another conscript also sprang into action, carrying shields that had been salvaged from tanks and converted into shields, and stood in front of Miyan, providing their superior with sufficiently safe cover.

Chapter 21: I think Magan is a real smart aleck.

The nails clattered and fell to the ground, which made Smoky Voice, who had observed the situation, somewhat discouraged. The armor was only basically complete in terms of its framework and movement mechanism; the powerful weapons had not yet been added.

If given ten or fifteen days to work on it, he will surely be able to successfully make the electromagnetic ball on his back. At that time, neither the green hemp stalk nor the hemp stalk behind him will be able to escape the high voltage.

With a low growl, Smoky Voice abandoned the bulky, boxy nail gun and instead held it up in front of him as a small round shield, blocking Mi Yang's sniper beam.

While the orc's attention was being drawn, Koji didn't forget to move around. Taking advantage of those few seconds, he darted out from behind a collapsing pillar and threw a few smoke bombs on the ground.

With a whoosh, smoke rose rapidly. Komi shattered the smoke, cutting through the doubts, and leaped out of the smoke to chop down on Smoky-voiced's head with his axe.

With a roar, he immediately realized that the machete in Komi's hand had no advantages other than being large and heavy.

Wearing armor made movement difficult, so he simply used his face, covered by a heavy welder's mask, to block Komi's slash.

That's fucking hard!

Gu Jian cursed inwardly, feeling the force of the axe striking him causing his fingers to go numb.

Smoky-voiced was a little dazed by the blow, but still subconsciously reached out his hydraulic pliers towards Komi. Whether he grabbed or touched her, it would be enough to kill Komi.

In a flash, Koken overcame the clumsiness and disobedience of his fingers, and directly pushed the axe into the hydraulic clamp, supporting himself as he took a few steps back.

The front end of this axe is quite large; even with a high-quality hydraulic clamp, it would be difficult to crush it in a short time.

With a smoky voice, he knocked the broken axe off the hydraulic clamp with a nail gun, and couldn't help but laugh at Komi, who was empty-handed. "You skinny stick, do you think you can beat me to death with your fists?"

Komi gritted his teeth, looking like he had lost his mind because of Smoky Voice's mockery. His eyes kept glancing at the many weapons hanging on both sides of the corridor, hoping to find something powerful enough to pierce Smoky Voice's armor.

"Hehe! You've got your eye on my inventions? Let me tell you, skinny guy, I made all these things, and I know exactly how effective they are. My armor was tested with these weapons, and it's absolutely impossible for them to be penetrated."

Orcs generally don't lie, unless they themselves are unaware that what they are saying is a lie.

When Koji heard what the smoky voice said, his expression turned quite unpleasant.

The smoky-voiced man really enjoyed Komi's changing expression. He laughed loudly and shoved his heavy shoulder forward, charging towards Komi like a rugby player.

Komi was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, dodging and weaving around the huge, raspy-voiced body.

Realizing that the sniper rifle had limited effectiveness, Miyan pushed it into Shi Tou's arms and then ordered them to pull out all the remaining short-barreled rocket launchers.

Mi Yang carried one, raised the short, stick-like sight, and silently prayed for the Emperor's blessing before shooting it at the smoky-voiced man.

The sound of the rocket propelling through the corridor was quite abrupt, immediately attracting the attention of the smoky-voiced man. He temporarily abandoned his cat-and-mouse game and put both arms up in front of him to assemble the rocket.

With a snap, a heavy shield was hastily assembled.

Komi was the one who suffered the most damage from the explosion and shockwave; he was thrown around and rolled several times before coming to a stop.

As I recovered from the dizziness, I caught my breath and found several thin, green feet standing in front of me.

A fart-wielding bastard preparing to launch a sneak attack?

Gu Jian was startled and immediately rolled over. His hand moved with lightning speed, reaching out and grabbing the fart spirit by the throat.

Just as he was about to forcefully snap it off, the guy in the greasy rags yelled and placed his rough, long-fingered hand on Komi's arm, "Boss, don't do it! We're here to help!"

"Helping us?" Koji frowned. These bastards spoke Low Gothic even less fluently than the orcs. If he hadn't spoken with the orcs beforehand, he wouldn't have been able to understand what these bastards were saying.

Orcs have a rigid class system, where the bigger and stronger they are, the higher they stand in society, while the weak are bullied.

Farting spirits are not the smallest or weakest among the orcs; below them are even cowardly snot spirits.

The fart spirits bullied the snot spirits, and the other orcs bullied the fart spirits. Compared to the burly and savage orcs, the fart spirits appeared thin and cunning. Their senses were exceptionally sharp, allowing them to slip away before danger even arrived.

They enjoy tinkering with their gadgets and like to follow in the footsteps of the orc boys to bully weaker creatures.

These sycophants had spotted Komi a long time ago, and they chattered amongst themselves for quite some time before finally managing to shift the topic from what to have for dinner to what Komi actually was.

"I bet that skinny guy is a fart bastard!" someone shouted in the chaos. The fart bastards were silent at first, then suddenly became enthusiastic, "That's right, that skinny guy is a fart bastard!"

“But he doesn’t have a nose and ears like us!” one of the scoundrels retorted.

Another jerk yelled, "You idiot! When you're tall and skinny, your nose and ears won't be big either. You'll just look like a piece of scrap metal that we keep hammering and banging. The more you hammer it, the flatter it gets."

The fart-loving people wholeheartedly agreed, finding their analysis quite reasonable, and thus bestowed upon Gu Jianan the title of the most fart-loving fart-loving person, the undisputed leader among fart-loving people.

Having roughly learned this from the fart spirit, Komi was both amused and not too surprised. Among the group of orcs who were busy with Ugly Mouth, a fart spirit had come over to Komi eagerly to show off his talents and asked to join Komi's fart spirit team.

Gu Jian ignored them, and a single glare from him scared away the cowardly brats.

But these little creatures didn't feel humiliated, probably because they had encountered much more malice among the orcs. In the camp, they would gather together in groups of about a hundred, and when they heard an orc muttering that Gu Jian, their skinny leader, was really strange and powerful, they would rush up and fight him, insisting that the orcs agree that Gu Jian was their leader before they would stop.

Why are these little brats suddenly so rebellious?

So you're saying you just ran into something?

Komi blinked, and after thinking it over, he finally let go of the man's neck. In their fawning smiles, he saw a terrifying weapon that could be deeply etched into his memory and never be forgotten.

This thing is longer than an axe, and it looks heavier than an axe.

Hundreds of gun barrels of varying thicknesses were welded together in groups of six, four, or eight, and then roughly stuffed into a larger barrel, vying to protrude.

A hundred or so magazines are isolated on the gun body, truly achieving the feat of firing for one second and reloading for half a day.

If a mechanical clerk were to glance at the bullet supply lines and transmission mechanisms inside, he would immediately become dizzy, foam at the mouth, and faint.

This thing... should be a rotary spray gun, right?

Chapter 22: What's with all this nonsense about fooling me?

The rockets were all used up, and the only result was that Smoker's steps were pushed back a few centimeters, and his bright yellow armor became charred and dirty.

Mi Yang gritted his teeth and drew the molten grenade from his waist, vowing that even if he died, he would take Yan Sang to hell with him. Gu Jian, who was under the Emperor's watchful eye, could not die before them!

Just then, Komi's voice rang out, "Hey, smart technician boss, look what good stuff this is."

The husky-voiced man turned his head, startled so much that his armor almost came ripped open.

A rotary spray gun? How did this bastard even find this thing?