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Chapter 407 They Are War Dogs (Please Subscribe)

When the light faded, a company of Solar Auxiliary Forces had completed the implantation of the ideological seal.

They were still arranged in the original formation and holding the original weapons and equipment, but their natural spiritual temperament had been sublimated.

Human selfishness and desires are suppressed and erased, just like the makeup of the body is washed away, and what remains is absolutely pure and firm will.

What appeared before Luo Xi's eyes was like a steel knife that had been completely integrated after being recast. They had a common will, a common goal, and a common belief. Only determination and rationality remained in their eyes.

The ideological stamp of loyalty incorporates the already existing strong will and elevates it to another level.

"The 17th Solar Auxiliary Army is ready, sir, please give your instructions."

The veteran's voice was as calm as a machine that had just been lubricated, revealing unshakable composure.

The mechanical priests present suddenly realized something was wrong. They felt that these mortals suddenly became more like machines than they were.

Their every movement and every look are as uniform as those of one person. That sense of movement and rhythm, like a perfect machine, is exactly what the Mechanicus is pursuing.

However, they were surprised to find that what they were still pursuing had already appeared in these mortals.

The leader of the Imperial Fists, Pollax, acted extremely serious. He was shocked by the transformation that had taken place in the Solar Auxiliary Army in such a short period of time. The determination and awareness they showed even surpassed that of many young warriors of the Imperial Fists.

As the intensity of the war increased, the Imperial Fists had to resort to rapid conscription and transformation to draw in soldiers. However, the recruited Imperial Fists were inferior to the original Seventh Legion in terms of combat effectiveness and fighting will due to the lack of baptism and training in legion culture.

And there is no confusion, no hesitation, no doubt, and no anxiety in these mortal warriors before him.

He dared to bet his hundreds of years of war experience and reputation that this Solar Auxiliary Army would be an extremely tough nut to crack on the battlefield.

Even the Astartes would be covered in blood when facing such enemies.

Apart from physically eliminating them, other tactics such as harassment, mental oppression, fear tactics, and even decapitation tactics are of no use.

Because under the influence of the ideological stamp, this army no longer has a clear and fixed "leader". The soul of each of them has merged into one great will, and the death of the commander will not cause much impact.

Each of them can use the most rational thinking to make the most advantageous decision for the battle situation.

Luo Xi nodded silently, admiring the sacrifices made by this group of Sun Auxiliary Army who had completed their transformation.

No matter how it is explained, being stamped with ideological stamp is a restriction on human beings. No matter what lofty and great reasons are used to justify it, it is an invisible sacrifice.

The recipient of the implant will become more indifferent to other emotions and will move forward courageously to achieve the goals set by the thought stamp.

"Perhaps because of the existence of the ideological stamp, they will have a better chance of surviving the final battle that is bound to break out in the future."

Akan Rand was calculating the probabilities in his mind. His brain, which was comparable to a supercomputer, was able to easily calculate such problems.

The special representatives sent by Malcador recorded all the details. They even compared the previous and current evaluation scores of the soldiers of the 17th Company of the Solar Auxiliary Army to analyze their mental state after the implantation of the thought seal.

"The thought seal is a great technology. Perhaps it will change our extremely unfavorable situation when facing the warp."

After recording his report, the Special Representative added a paragraph about his own feelings at the end.

"The ideological stamp should not be limited to the military. Our Ministry of the Interior and Ministry of Justice especially need the assistance of the ideological stamp. It will cut off human selfishness and prejudice. Our rigid system may become flexible with the joint efforts of more officials implanted with the ideological stamp."

The company members of the Seventeenth Solar Auxiliary Corps will be brought in for further examination and evaluation by the Mechanicus's Bio-Magus, who must ensure that the technology is sufficiently stable and has no obvious shortcomings.

Even if it has a one in ten thousand chance of error, the solar system now has over one hundred billion mortal troops and an even greater number of ordinary humans, which is a huge number that cannot be ignored.

Just as Polux was about to step forward with his Imperial Fist to receive the implantation of the Thought Seal, the Black Shields waiting beside them suddenly became agitated.

The Captain of the Imperial Fist frowned and put his huge body in front of the black shields. He had no idea what the loyalists of the traitor legion wanted to do, but it was better to be careful.

It was thanks to Pollax's cautiousness and careful planning that he was able to stabilize the morale of the army and break the siege of the rebels led by Perturabo after the Punishment Fleet suffered heavy damage in the Warp Storm.

If that expedition had been led by Sigismund, it might have been destroyed by Perturabo.

"Endred Hal, what do you want to do?" the Imperial Fists said sternly.

"In the name of the Emperor, you must not act so recklessly."

In front of him, a man named Black Shield, who was only slightly shorter than Polux but had a more muscular body, took off his helmet, revealing a face with a centipede-like scar left by a chainsaw axe.

"Who are they?" Standing on the platform, Luo Xi asked Akan Rand with some confusion.

The sage took a deep breath and said with a heavy face.

"War dogs, they are the Emperor's war dogs, not those damned World Eaters traitors, Endred Har, he is the leader of the Black Shield Force [Emperor's Fangs], and he earned the nickname [Broken Hound] for himself during the war."

"It's strange, why is he making such a fuss? Hal is completely different from the other soldiers of the Twelve Legions. He doesn't get angry easily."

The Twelfth Legion? The Loyal Sons of Angron?

Luo Xi suddenly became curious. He originally thought that the loyalists of the 12th Legion had all died in the purge of the Legion by Istvaan III.

I didn't expect that on Terra, there was an Astartes army composed mainly of war dogs.

In addition, what surprised Roche was that Hal, a member of the 12th Legion, did not have the blasphemous dark technology of the Butcher's Nail implanted in his huge head.

"This guy... I rarely see anyone who can match Polux in size. This war dog Hal is probably even taller and more majestic than Fat Tiger Auguston."

"Thunder Warrior. I guess Hal is related to the Thunder Warrior. He may be an Astartes transformed from a Thunder Warrior, or one of the candidates." Sage Rand added.

It was impossible for him to care so much about an ordinary Astartes, and what made him curious was that there was actually a War Dog Astartes who was suspected to be a Thunder Warrior's predecessor.

"Hal joined the Legion very early. He was a member of the original company of War Dogs and is probably the oldest person in the twelve existing Legions."

"Before Angron returned, he had already followed the Emperor in his conquests and completed the Unification War."

This strange war dog veteran did not have the anger and murderous intent that were expressed out loud like his compatriots. On the contrary, all his emotions were extremely restrained, like a sharp blade hidden deep in its scabbard.

And now, his deep-hidden murderous will was awakened, and his deep eyes stared straight at Luo Xi in the stands, making him shudder all over.

Luo Xi sensed from the look in his eyes that he would stop at nothing. If anyone dared to stand in front of this man and block his way, no matter who they were, whether loyal or traitor, he would treat them equally and kill them without mercy.

But why did this veteran War Dog have such a big reaction to him?

Chapter 408: Broken Hound's Request (Please Subscribe)

When the leader of the "Emperor's Fangs", the Broken Hound Endred Hal, walked towards Roshi, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The Imperial Fists, clad in adamantium armor, quickly formed a human wall, blocking the Black Shield troops, who had painted their power armor black.

Behind them were Sage Roche and Arkan Rand, as well as a large number of members of the Mechanicus and the new Advanced Technology Community.

It can be said that the people present now are the lifeline of the empire's technological field. Killing any one of them will cause severe damage to the empire's technological field.

Polux also realized that something was wrong, and he stood in front of the Broken Hound that made him feel a little scared.

The Captain of the Imperial Fist has experienced many wars, from the Battle of Fal where he attempted to board and behead Perturabo, to the Five Hundred Worlds and the Ultramarines fighting against the sudden Midnight Haunter. During this period, he encountered countless enemies in wars of all sizes.

Among these people, the only opponent who could give him a great sense of oppression like the Broken Hound was Midnight Haunter.

The way Hal looked at him was not like that of a battle brother or a mortal enemy.

Polux didn't see any anger or impulsive hatred, as if he was just looking at a dead person.

The vast majority of Endred's Emperor's Fang Black Shield troops were War Hounds, and there were also some members of the Death Guard, Iron Warriors, and Raven Guard. This was an army with a total size of over a thousand people, but there were only a dozen of them present.

"I mean no harm, Imperial Fists." The burly Endred Hall raised his arms. He carried no weapons such as bolters and chainswords, and even his pair of finely crafted relic-grade power fists were left in his camp.

But even so, the Broken Hound with bare hands can still bring a great sense of oppression to Polux. This perception of danger has saved the Imperial Fists from certain death countless times.

"I just hope to meet Sage Luo Xi and ask him to help me with something."

Broken Hound tried to speak as slowly as possible, and spoke to Pollax with a rare sincerity.

He is the Emperor's loyal war dog and once followed the Lord of Mankind to complete the Terra Unification War. Naturally, he would not do anything that would harm the Empire.

The black shields behind Hal took a step forward and walked to their leader. They were all wearing black armor, looking as dark as a group of dead people.

"If you want to ask the sage something, he can hear you. Just say it in front of me."

Pollax said that he still didn't dare to trust Hal 100%. If it was his recklessness and mistakes that put Roche in danger, then he would never be able to atone for this mistake even if he died. How could he have the face to meet his genetic father?

Hal took a deep breath. He had never been so excited before, not even when he disguised himself as Captain Koladon, the special envoy of the Sons of Horus, and secretly sneaked into the Forge World Shana to destroy the plan of Horus, the leader of the rebellion.

At that time, the Forge World Shana was coerced and lured by Horus to surrender. They provided three terrible "Ulato" type general cannons as a token of their loyalty and were about to transfer them to Horus.

The power of these Ulato-type general cannons is even greater than the general cannons produced in the world of Tiamat that Ryan Johnson was deceived by the Iron Lord Perturabo.

In the heart of the enemy, as the Great Sage Kilim was assassinated by a Callidus Assassin, the Broken Hound took the opportunity to attack and helped the Callidus Assassin recover an artifact from the Foundry Prison. His Black Shields launched an attack and successfully broke through and looted the local military supplies.

In the end, the Black Shields drove the captured "Pain Tyrant" away from Shana Forge World and successfully returned to Terra.

Such a heroic feat as this could not cause Hal to have too many emotions, but now, in front of Roche, his breathing became rapid.

Under the horrified gaze of Pollux, the Broken Hound Hal slowly crouched down, lowered his proud head, and knelt on one knee facing Roche.

"My Lord, my battle-brothers are suffering from the Butcher's Nails. I beg you to save them."

Hal spoke in a hoarse voice, as if every word was crying blood.

"We are all loyal dogs of the Emperor. We are willing to give everything for the Emperor, but the Butcher's Nails are taking away their loyalty and reason, and their chance for revenge. We can die on the battlefield, but we don't want to die under the torture of the shameful Butcher's Nails."

Luo Xi immediately understood why the leader of the Black Shield was so humble.

Perhaps after seeing how the Thought Seal transformed the Solar Auxiliary Army, he felt a glimmer of hope, wishing that the Thought Seal could also bring relief to his brothers.

The Thought Stamp is a modification that acts directly on the brain, while the Butcher's Nail is a horrific creation that is a modification and imitation of the evil technological relics of Nuceria.

It will continue to drill deep into the brain and replace more brain tissue with its metal tentacles. The Butcher's Nails have weak psychic reactions. These blasphemous evil machines will constantly influence and control the host, making them fight continuously. Only killing can alleviate the pain caused by the Butcher's Nails to the brain.

In the World Eaters Legion that had the Butcher's Nails implanted on a large scale, almost the vast majority of the Legionnaires ended up being completely enslaved by the Butcher's Nails, turning into lunatics who only knew how to kill and be angry.

It was the Butcher's Nails that completely destroyed the former Warhound Legion and their Primarch Angron.

"Why do you think I can help you? War Dog?" Luo Xi was not afraid at all. He walked down from the platform step by step and slowly came in front of Hal.

Even while kneeling on one knee, Hal's head was able to keep eye contact with Roche. The war dog's lips moved a few times and he spoke with difficulty.

"I don't know. We have no choice but to believe that you can give us a chance of survival."

"There is no need for complete redemption. Those who have been nailed with the Butcher's Nail have no future. We only ask that you can keep our will clear. At least we cannot fall down before facing that damned traitor."

"Not today. Today is not the day we die. We resist death until the moment we face the traitor. That is the day we finally die."

The Broken Hound's words seemed to be polished by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He was not naive enough to desire redemption. There was no redemption in this universe.

His only request was that his brothers hold out until the day when Horus's traitors could reach the Sol System and they could exact their vengeance on Horus.