Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The rotating base was blown into three pieces, the barrels of the multi-barrel rotary machine gun were bent and deformed in all directions, and the spring firing mechanism was completely destroyed.

The rotating turret finally shut up.

With the firepower of the rotating turrets gone, the A and B squads on the front no longer needed to avoid the restrictions of the firing windows.

Ten assassins simultaneously rushed out from behind cover and launched a full-scale attack on the orc boy guards inside the workshop.

Ding Ban then charged out from beside the ruins of the fortress and cut in from behind the guard.

A pincer attack from both sides.

The eight orc guards were all killed in less than thirty seconds.

Those scoundrels have long since run away.

Only one green-skinned worker remained standing in the center of the workshop.

As the tech-savvy kid watched his guards being slaughtered in half a minute, six mechanical arms simultaneously rose up on his disproportionately large head, resembling a frightened metal hedgehog.

Then it did something that Lawson never expected.

It did not run away.

It charged toward the unfinished walking mech.

Chapter 24 Defeating the Great Technique Master (Third Update)

"Buzz!"

Tech Master's hands frantically pounded on the control panel of the mech.

Under Lawson's watchful eye, it began to activate itself in a way that completely violated the laws of physics.

The pipelines were connected, the power core was activated, and a blinding red light shone from the two eyeholes on the massive orc-faced armor plate.

This is not the standard power start-up procedure of the Empire.

This is Waaagh energy.

Pure, illogical, supernatural technology driven by the collective beliefs of the Greenskins.

TechMaster only needs to believe that it can start, and it will start.

Although it's the only green-skinned creature left in the entire workshop, the Waaagh energy concentration in the mind of a Tech Master is roughly equivalent to that of a hundred ordinary fart spirits.

The walking mech's bird-like legs made heavy footsteps on the metal floor.

The large-caliber shipborne automatic cannon, which had been removed from the warship's air defense position, was aimed at the direction of the A-class squad on the operating platform.

"Everyone scatter!"

Lawson's order had just been issued.

"Da da da da da da da!"

The ship's automatic cannon opened fire.

This isn't the kind of crooked, poor-quality shooting like the Green-skinned Death Gun.

Each shell was the size of a fist. Although the trajectory was not very stable, the projectiles and metal fragments bouncing around in the confined compartment were enough to be deadly.

The soldiers of Squad A desperately dodged, but a shell exploded less than half a meter from Number 7 on the ground, and the flying shrapnel tore open his right upper arm.

"Number 5!"

Number 5 raised his power shield and charged to the front of the group.

The force field generator was activated, and the light blue energy barrier reappeared in front of the shield.

The first shell hit the power shield.

"boom!"

Number 5's feet slid more than half a meter across the ground. The force field barrier flickered violently after being impacted, but held up.

Second shot.

"boom!!"

Number 5 was jolted back a step, and the blue light of the force field noticeably dimmed. The indicator light on the energy cell switched from green to orange.

The third shot.

"boom!!!"

This time, the force field couldn't hold up.

The pale blue energy barrier shattered like glass, turning into countless tiny specks of light that dissipated into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the residual kinetic energy of the shell struck the shield itself, which had lost its force field protection—a round steel shield with a diameter of sixty centimeters.

A fist-sized dent was punched into the center of the shield, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared around the edges.

Number 5 was thrown back by the enormous impact, his back slamming heavily against the metal pillar behind him.

The shield of the power shield detached from his forearm straps, bounced twice on the ground, and shattered into three pieces.

Lawson confirmed Number 5's condition through telepathy: a fractured left forearm and three broken ribs, but no fatal injuries.

"recover!"

Number 5's broken bones rejoined under the influence of microscopic forces, and he rolled over and got up from the ground, but the power shield was completely destroyed.

The walking mechs are turning their cannons around, preparing for a second round of firing.

"Class C and Class D, circle around to the rear of the mechs. The target isn't the mechs themselves, it's the tech master. It's that green-skinned guy standing on the control platform. Decapitation!"

Lawson emerged from behind cover, his right hand holding a bomb pistol aimed at the leg joints of the walking mech, and fired repeatedly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three explosive rounds hit the mech's right knee joint area.

The mech swayed, but did not fall.

The cannon was aimed again at Lawson's direction.

Lawson rolled over and landed behind a nearby overturned workbench.

"Da da da da..."

The shell shattered the workbench into pieces, and metal fragments rained down on him like a storm.

But just as the walking mechs were completely drawn to Class A and Class B in front of them, Class C and Class D had already completed their flanking maneuver.

Number 2 and Number 3 slid down silently from the ventilation ducts in the workshop ceiling and landed directly behind the walking mech.

The operating platform is semi-open, with no armor covering the rear.

Tech Master had his back to them, his entire attention focused on operating the ship's automatic cannon.

Its six robotic arms frantically adjusted the elevation and rotation angles of the cannon muzzle, uttering a series of excited "Waaagh" sounds and technical terms that only green-skinned engineers could understand.

Number 2 raised the bomb gun and aimed it at the feeding mechanism.

"boom!"

The bomb pierced through the thin sheet metal and penetrated the feeding mechanism.

A shell being transported was detonated by the impact of the explosive shell.

"boom!!!"

The explosion of the ammunition feeding mechanism triggered a chain reaction, and the remaining twenty-odd shells in the adjacent ammunition box exploded one after another under the combined effects of high temperature and shock wave.

A series of deafening explosions tore the entire operating platform to pieces.

The upper part of the walking mech was completely destroyed in the secondary explosion, and the ship-mounted automatic cannon was blown to pieces, leaving only half of the twisted barrel.

The Tech Master was thrown off the control platform by the blast wave.

It tumbled twice in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, scattering its robotic arms in disarray.

It is still alive.

Techba struggled to get up from the ground. Its body was covered with burns and shrapnel wounds, and one of its legs had been blown to an unnatural angle.

But it still tried to climb toward the workbench, where there were more weapons and tools.

Number 3 didn't give it that chance.

He approached Techie from behind, grabbed the back of Techie's head with his left hand, and twisted his head backward.

In the dim light, Katachon's Fang flashed a sharp arc, precisely slicing across Tech Master's exposed throat.

Green blood gushed out as if a valve had been opened.

Tech Master's big eyes widened, his mouth opened and closed twice, and his disproportionately large head tilted to one side.

Its last action before dying was to extend a green claw, trying to reach the walking mech that had been blown to bits.

An artisan's obsession with his last piece transcends the boundaries of species and civilization.

Then it died.

System notification: 30 points of original life energy, containing a high concentration of Waaagh technology factor, after purification, 21 life points will be obtained.

Techie's contribution to life points is not as good as Norber's, so its combat power is indeed not top-notch.

But what it leaves behind is far more valuable than life points.

Lawson searched the corpse of Techie.

On its waist, in a tool bag sewn together with wire and leather, Lawson found a device the size of a palm.

The device's outer shell is made of multiple layers of metal and some unknown translucent material, and its surface is covered with incomprehensible green graffiti and runes.

At the center of the device is a miniature force field generator, which was modified and amplified by the Green-skinned Techies in a way that should never have succeeded.

Portable force field generator, green version.

The force field generator turned into a pale blue dot of light and disappeared into Lawson's hand.

The power shield is broken, but this thing might be able to replace it.

Don't rush until the purification results are available.