Warhammer: Empire Reboot

He spent 200,000 units of subspace energy to violently modify the underlying logic of this Oglin elite template.

Consumes 200,000 points of subspace energy.

The code for the implanted organ is being modified...

New addition: Second heart. Function: Increases blood pumping volume, taking over and maintaining high-intensity bodily functions when the main heart is damaged or in a state of extreme hypoxia.

New addition: Third lung. Function: Greatly increases blood oxygenation, provides immunity to most toxic gases and underwater suffocation, and provides the ultimate explosive power source for the massive body.

Oglin's body was too large; ordinary heart and lungs simply couldn't move this flesh-and-blood chariot.

With two hearts and three lungs, blood can be supplied better, and energy can be provided more effectively.

This implantation surgery, which originally required Space Marines to go through a life-or-death ordeal during their recruit training and took several years to complete, was merely a code rewrite for 200,000 energy points in the face of Lawson's system.

In the genetic seed of Astartes, in order to make room for the second heart, the mortal boy had to cut open his sternum, crush his ribs, and endure a genetic rejection reaction that lasted for several months, with a failure rate as high as 30%, even after ten thousand years of technological accumulation.

For Lawson, all he had to do was press the confirmation button.

The scariest thing is that this redemption template can be continuously optimized and modified.

If Lawson has more subspace energy in the future, he could even add Astartes bone enhancement organs or a third eye to these behemoths.

Hybrid units that never appeared even during the Imperial Expeditions.

Lawson temporarily put aside the idea.

Take it slow. Now is not the time.

Once the customization is complete, the system's exchange rate will be updated accordingly.

Due to the extreme expansion of the tetraploid body and the increased complexity of its internal organs, its cost has skyrocketed.

The current exchange price for four times the Oglin Elite is: 5,000 Life Points + 100 cubic meters of Fine Steel.

It's almost ten times more expensive than the basic version.

However, considering that this is a five-ton flesh-and-blood tank capable of facing Space Marines head-on and withstanding .75 caliber bombs while naked.

In the economics of war, this deal was an indisputable freebie.

"Exchange out three thousand soldiers first," Lawson ordered, issuing the mobilization order.

The system deducted: 1500 million life points + 30 cubic meters of refined steel.

But Lawson didn't even blink.

In the underground fortress's enormous training ground, large enough to hold tens of thousands of people, the air began to distort violently.

It was accompanied by the shimmering, eerie blue light characteristic of a static force field.

Countless spacetime rifts, each half a meter wide, cracked open in every corner of the training ground.

From those cracks, enormous figures, almost blotting out the sky, stepped into reality one after another, accompanied by dull "thump, thump, thump" sounds as they landed.

Three thousand enormous figures, each four meters and two inches tall, appeared beside Lawson.

The air in the entire training ground seemed to have been sucked out.

This is a terrifying sense of physical oppression.

Three thousand giants, each four and a half meters tall, were arranged in a neat square formation, like a mountain of flesh and blood that suddenly rose from the ground.

Their skin is a dark red color, covered with keratinized textures supported by muscles four times the density, resembling patterns forged on an ancient warhammer.

Their muscles had an almost black, dark appearance.

Their arms hung down to near their knees, and each hand was large enough to grip the waist of an average person.

The knuckles are covered with naturally occurring keratinous protrusions, each of which is like a natural rapier.

Without any weapons, a single punch from his bare hands was enough to shatter the helmet of the Mark VI power armor.

Even in this posture, they exuded a sense of oppression that could make ordinary people's knees buckle.

That kind of foolish screaming and bewildered looking around does not exist.

The moment these three thousand giant beasts descended, their normally cloudy eyes flashed with the same icy coldness as Lawson's.

Every Bear Guard, from the very first second of their arrival, had already grasped:

Full tactical video of the defense of Klein-IX Fortress over the past seven days.

A model of the White Tiger team advancing with six shield walls during the Deathguard Siege.

The complete golden flame shadow wheel trajectory of Lawson's final battle with the Great Impure One.

The close-combat maneuvers of Er Gou and San Gou's Iron Cavalry Terminator Armor.

They are not newborn babies.

They are complete Bear Guard soldiers who, in the instant of their "arrival," have already completed the transmission of experience from hundreds of battles.

Three thousand five-ton behemoths simultaneously knelt on one knee.

"boom!"

Three thousand mountain ranges of flesh and blood simultaneously bowed their heads.

Three thousand dark red gazes simultaneously focused on the man in the center of the training ground, dressed in black silk casual clothes and munching on a cigar.

That is the absolute loyalty of soldiers to their commander.

Looking at this group of ultimate weapons capable of smashing city walls with their bare bodies, Lawson put his hands behind his back, threw his head back, and burst into laughter.

He was very satisfied.

A tyrannical general of the 17th century Earth Age, who once used the Turkish Janissaries to flatten half of Europe.

The emperor of the Great Crusade era once used Thunder Warriors to flatten the entire Terra.

Now, Lawson has his own unprecedented heavy cavalry.

"From today onwards..."

Lawson exhaled a thick cloud of cigar smoke, which, under the illumination of the dark red behemoth formation, was stained with an extremely eerie crimson hue.

"You are my sharpest spear and my strongest shield."

“You are the Bear Guards.”

The word "bear" comes from the ancient mythological beast of unparalleled brute strength.

"Wei" is taken from the core belief of never retreating in the oldest legion of the empire.

Bear Guard!!!

From this moment on, this name will be written into the organizational structure of the suicide squad, standing alongside the White Tiger Squad.

The White Tiger Team, the elite assassins under Lawson's command, specialize in close-quarters precision and tactical mobility.

The Bear Guard, a heavily armored steel torrent under Lawson's command, is primarily responsible for frontal breakthroughs and fortified annihilation.

One attack, one defense; one light, one heavy; one sniper, one crusher.

From then on, Lawson's Marine Corps completed its ultimate dual-core evolution.

"stand up!"

Lawson's voice was clear and deep.

The three thousand bear guards stood up simultaneously.

The sound of their feet hitting the ground merged into a muffled thunderous "thud!"

At this moment, three thousand colossal beasts, each four meters and two inches tall, rose up neatly from the ground of the training ground like towering mountains of flesh and blood.

Lawson stood with his hands behind his back.

"Next, they will participate in the adaptation training in three batches in rotation."

He issued the highest command in swarm intelligence:

"In Texas, the first batch of Bear Guard heavy armor will be produced in twenty days. At that time, you will be the first steel torrent to don heavy armor and head to the battlefield."

Further into the void, the Klein Galaxy continues to bleed.

But this was just the beginning of Lawson's expansion.

The real battlefield is further away.

Those neighboring sectors thoroughly infiltrated by the Nurgle, secretly supported by the Tzeentch, and long occupied by the Khorne—every place will one day in the future witness the bloody twilight of the Bear Guard.

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Chapter 151 The Iron Valiant Battle Group Arrives Late

Lawson walked through the formation, a hint of regret in his eyes.

Bear Guard's current defensive capabilities are indeed sufficient to evade direct hits from the Astral Army's standard laser rifles and automatic guns.

Even when faced with Space Marines' .75 caliber heavy explosive rounds, the warheads would be stuck by dense muscle fibers, preventing them from penetrating to the internal organs.

But this is only surface resistance.

The law of conservation of energy in physics does not fail due to an increase in muscle density.

When a large-caliber armor-piercing projectile, high-explosive projectile, or anti-tank missile hits Xiongwei, the enormous kinetic energy carried by the warhead is converted into shock waves that penetrate muscle tissue and directly affect internal organs.

Even when internal organs are subjected to high-frequency vibrations, physical damage such as capillary rupture and organ displacement can still occur.

In high-intensity wars of attrition, such damage will inevitably lead to a continuous decline in combat effectiveness.

Lawson brought up the system panel on his retina.

In the deeper branches of [Single Organ Enhancement and Possession Modification], a gray, inactive icon floats silently: [Chitinous Inner Armor].

Chitin has a multi-layered honeycomb microstructure, which not only has extremely high shear resistance, but also has near-perfect kinetic energy dispersion characteristics.

If chitinous inner armor could be implanted into these three thousand bear guards, their physical defense system would achieve a true closed loop.

Lawson turned his gaze to the system's resource reserves.

Biomass: 0