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Zhuang Sen, who has always been suspicious, has no interest in this kind of research. Not only will he not invest any resources, he might even secretly monitor it, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

As for Dorne, there was no particular reason, they just hated each other and there was no way they could cooperate.

Although Ferrus and himself have many similarities, his achievements are so great that they far surpass those of the Iron Warriors, and working with him inevitably pales in comparison.

As for Horus, he simply couldn't stand his brother who relied on the Emperor's protection, so the possibility of cooperation was zero.

As for Guilliman, Perturabo did not dare to provoke him, for fear that once the celestial computer was successfully developed, his 500 worlds would be able to imitate one in the blink of an eye. After all, this guy's ability to "plagiarize" was quite powerful.

And Vulcan is too kind-hearted to agree to such a thing that might involve political controversy.

Hearing Perturabo's words, the generals of each Forge World immediately expressed their opinions.

For them, this was undoubtedly a golden opportunity. After all, with just a small investment of resources, they could potentially acquire this exquisite technology. Even if they only learned a little bit of it, it would be a huge boost to their technological advancement in the Forge World.

At this moment, in the eyes of these "engineers" who were obsessed with mechanical technology, Perturabo in front of them seemed to be the manifestation of the Ohm Messiah believed in by the Mechanicus.

They seemed to have already seen that this advanced technology would bring about a leap in development for their respective forging worlds, enhancing their status and influence in the empire.

The generals enthusiastically expressed their support, promising to devote all their resources and looking forward to commencing this significant research with Perturabo.

Chapter 361: Guilliman: I didn't send any spies, I just cared about my brothers

Why are these "engine oil guys" so willing to invest so much resources, even if it's more, that it doesn't matter?

This has to start with the Mechanicus' unique and even somewhat outrageous style of doing things.

Take Mars for example, where you can even see a robotic leg that keeps running.

As for why it didn't stop, the reason was laughable - the mechanical priest who knew how to shut down this mechanical leg had died, and the method of shutting it down was buried in the coffin with him.

Absurd yet real events like this are extremely common in various forging worlds.

Against this backdrop, Perturabo's request for cooperation was a rare opportunity for the generals of the Forge World.

All Perturabo wanted was resources, but they might just learn the basics of advanced technology.

For the members of the Mechanicus who are extremely eager for technological breakthroughs and innovations, this is like a pie in the sky, a sure-win deal, how can they not be tempted, and naturally they have expressed their full support.

Perturabo on the stage and Lario in the audience stared at each other from afar. The moment their eyes met, they both clearly saw the irrepressible joy on each other's faces, and the smile bloomed on their faces like the dawn.

Perturabo understood that the positive attitude expressed by the forging generals meant that the plan had taken a solid step forward, and that resources and support would gradually be in place, bringing him closer to the grand goal in his mind.

Lario also knew that the plan was progressing smoothly, and his careful planning was finally beginning to bear fruit, bringing him one step closer to achieving his goal with the help of Perturabo.

The knowing smiles on both sides' part were a secret joy for the smooth progress of the plan, as well as a silent recognition of their tacit cooperation with each other.

……

The scene changes and arrives in Macragge.

"My lord, this is the latest information the spies sent out have obtained from the Lord of Steel." Hill gently placed a report document on Guilliman's desk.

Guilliman stared at the document in silence for a moment, then said, "Hill, I told you last time that this isn't a spy. I'm simply concerned for my brothers, so I sent someone to learn about their situation."

Hill was slightly stunned and remained silent for a moment.

In his heart, he really felt that his own Primarch had already used political tactics to the extreme of shamelessness. What was the difference between this and sending spies?

What's more, the report is so detailed and the espionage work is so perfect.

But the Primarch's words were still fresh in his mind, and Hill quickly replied, "Yes, yes."

Guilliman slowly picked up the report document and quickly scanned every line of it.

As he read deeper, his brow furrowed. "A human brain computer... Perturabo is actually planning something like this."

The Primarch whispered to himself, a hint of surprise and solemnity in his voice.

Everyone knows the importance of this piece of paper.

Hill carefully observed Guilliman's expression and couldn't help asking, "Sir, will this research have any impact on us?"

Guilliman put down the documents, leaned back in his chair, and crossed his arms over his chest. After a moment's thought, he said, "If Perturabo truly succeeds in developing a human brain computer, the Iron Warriors' strength will undoubtedly be greatly enhanced. This could not only change the balance of power between the Legions, but also have a profound impact on the entire military landscape of the Imperium."

Hill nodded thoughtfully, "Then, sir, should we take some action?"

Guilliman raised his head, a look of determination in his eyes. "Keep a close eye on their movements. This technology is truly magnificent. Also, summon our Fabricator-General to see if this intelligence can inspire research in similar areas. We cannot afford to fall behind."

The Fabricator Generals mentioned by Guilliman are different from Perturabo's. They are directly subordinate to Guilliman. It can be said that they are Guilliman's subjects, and Guilliman has the right to directly command them.

"Yes, sir!" Hill accepted the order and quickly turned around to prepare to carry out Guilliman's instructions.

Guilliman once again turned his gaze to the report document and fell into deeper thought, constantly weighing various pros and cons and response strategies in his mind.

Guilliman did not stop his movements and picked up another document.

This document also contains information about his blood relatives, with Lario and Huile as the protagonists.

Guilliman smiled knowingly after seeing the contents.

He knew that Hui Le had always been traveling with Aurora because his legion was too small.

The intelligence reported in detail the news of Huile and Aurora recruiting soldiers in Terra, and the total number of recruits was expected to be around 30.

Seeing this, Guilliman couldn't help but frown.

He fell into deep thought, weighing the pros and cons in his mind: Should he announce to the public that the strength of the Extreme Warriors will be expanded from 25 to 30?

After all, other legions are expanding their strength, which may affect the balance of power among all parties. We may also need to take corresponding measures to maintain the legion's status and influence within the empire.

After all, 5 is not a lot.

……

Dantioch held the Alien Manual meticulously compiled by the Eleventh Primarch. "The Eldar's brain has multiple lobes, a highly concentrated mass, and possesses a variety of unknown nerve centers and a central ridge-like protrusion, endowing them with highly developed psychic abilities."

Recently, their Primarch has issued a requirement for everyone to learn this knowledge.

All the Iron Warriors knew that their main target next would be the aliens, especially their brains.

At the same time, a large number of "Oilers" from the Forge World appeared on the deck of the Iron Blood. Their number was so large that it almost caught up with the number of Iron Warriors.

Not only that, the Primarch also issued an order to expand the army.

In addition, the Primarch clearly stated that he needed the head of the Dark Eldar. This was a demand issued by the Primarch.

Dantioch knew that this action would probably come at a heavy price.

After all, the Iron Warriors have always been a legion that uses heavy firepower as its main means of combat.

However, the heads they were required to obtain had to remain alive, so the Astartes warriors had to rely mainly on close combat to deal with the Dark Eldar.

However, the Iron Warriors have no advantage in close combat, and this combat mode is extremely unsuitable for them.

But the Primarch's orders, or the words of the original title, are sacred instructions to any Astartes that cannot be desecrated and must be completed even at the cost of one's life.

Even Dantioch was no exception and could not refuse.

He even fantasized that as a commander, he could go to the battlefield, obtain more Eldar heads, and receive the praise and attention of the Primarch.

Back to reality, Dantioch could only make the best possible pre-war deployment, hoping to minimize the losses and lead the Iron Warriors to complete the task assigned by the Primarch.

Soon, the Thunderhawk gunship appeared in the sky above the planet.

This large and heavy vehicle is of extraordinary significance to the Iron Warriors Legion.

It has a spacious space and can carry more Space Marines, especially Legions like the Iron Warriors, which have a large number of Astartes warriors wearing Terminator armor.

Not only that, the Thunderhawk gunship also has the ability to transport dreadnought mechas.

In large-scale battles, Thunderhawk gunboats often undertake the important task of troop deployment.

It not only has sturdy armor, but is also equipped with powerful firepower, which can provide strong support for combat.

However, due to its large size, it is an easy target for enemy air defense weapons when operating in the air.

However, the force currently commanded by Dantioch has been granted permission to use this weapon, and they will leverage the advantages of the Thunderhawk gunships to engage in the battle against the Dark Eldar.

As the Thunderhawk gunship cut through the sky and slowly approached the planet Fordkomo, the Iron Warriors in the cabin had serious expressions on their faces as they made final preparations for the battle.

The servo system of the Terminator armor made a low humming sound, and the soldiers carefully checked their weapons and equipment such as bolters and power fists to ensure that they were in the best condition.

Dantioch stood at the command post and issued orders to each team through the communication channel: "Listen up, brothers!

We are about to face the cunning and cruel Dark Eldar. In this mission, obtaining the active head is crucial. This is the order of the Primarch!

Although we are not good at close combat, we must complete the mission even at the cost of our lives for the sake of the Primarch."

"The Thunderhawk gunship is about to arrive at the designated airdrop point. The Dreadnought will land first and establish a temporary defense line for us. All teams must follow orders and attack in an orderly manner. Remember, we are Iron Warriors, and there is no mission that cannot be accomplished!"

Dantioch's voice was firm and powerful, transmitted through the communication channel to the ears of every soldier, inspiring their morale.

Below the Thunderhawk gunship, the surface of the planet Fordcomo gradually became visible.

The scene after the Dark Eldar's rampage was shocking, with thick smoke billowing in the ruins of the city and strange energy lights flashing from time to time.

As the Thunderhawk gunship approached, it was attacked by the Dark Eldar's anti-aircraft fire. Energy beams shot into the air and exploded around the gunship, causing sparks.

"Hold steady! Evade enemy fire!" Dantioch shouted. The pilot expertly maneuvered the Thunderhawk gunship, executing evasive maneuvers in the air. Simultaneously, the gunship's defensive weapons launched a counterattack, blasting streams of flame towards the ground, suppressing the Dark Eldar's air defenses.

Finally, amidst the intense firefight, the Thunderhawk gunship successfully reached the airdrop zone. The hatch slowly opened, and the Dreadnought mech took the lead, landing heavily on the ground, the powerful impact kicking up a cloud of dust.

Immediately afterwards, the Iron Warriors poured out of the gunboat like a black torrent, quickly deployed their formation according to the predetermined tactics, and advanced towards the area where the Dark Eldar were entrenched.

In the Alien Manual, the Eldar are classified in detail into three types, namely the Aeldari, the Savage Eldar and the Dark Eldar.

Among them, the Dark Eldar are notorious for their unique and extreme habits.

They have an almost insane passion for violence, killing, and the pursuit of pleasure.

In their eyes, the pain and struggle of other races are the source of satisfying their twisted desires.

Wherever they go, blood and chaos are often accompanying them, just like the ravaged planet of Fordkomo, which has become a bloody stage for them to indulge their desires.

The dark elves were extremely cruel, pulling out people's blood vessels while they were still alive, cutting off tendons and hanging them on their own bodies, seeking so-called pleasure in this morbid way.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and a grenade bullet accurately hit the chest of one of the Dark Eldars, and it immediately let out a painful roar.

Immediately afterwards, it was shot in the leg, which significantly slowed down its movement.

In an instant, an iron warrior in Terminator armor rushed forward, stretched out his huge palm, grabbed the dark elf's head tightly like an iron clamp, and then suddenly pulled it upward with force.

Along with a creepy sound, the spine of this dark elf was pulled out.

At this time, the spine was still twisting vividly in the nutrient solution.

The Iron Warrior carefully placed it into a special nutrient solution, which was the key "achievement" to be dedicated to the Father of Genes.

It is his glory.

In an instant, countless warriors in Terminator armor rushed out like a tide.

They all had the same thought: they must not let their comrades fight alone on the front line, as if this was a fierce competition to obtain alien heads.

The Iron Warriors, who have always excelled at suppressing the enemy with heavy firepower on the battlefield, resolutely gave up their heavy firepower weapons this time in order to complete the Primarch's mission of obtaining the living head of the Dark Eldar.

They wield chainswords, power spears, power fists and other melee weapons and engage in battle with unparalleled bravery.

One of the Iron Warriors, with his power fist, punched a Dark Eldar in the lower body.

While the man was screaming in pain, he quickly stretched out his other hand and pulled the man's head off with great force.

Almost at the same time, the auxiliary soldiers hurried to his side, holding a glass bottle filled with nutrient solution in both hands.

The Iron Warrior carefully placed the still warm Dark Eldar head into the bottle, completing his "harvest".

Across the battlefield, shouts of killing and the sounds of weapons clashing were intertwined as the Iron Warriors and the Dark Eldar engaged in a fierce close combat.

This is a hunt, a methodical hunt against the Dark Eldar.

The Iron Warriors threw themselves into the fight with a clear goal and a high degree of order.

Thanks to the help of the Alien Encyclopedia, they are well aware of the weaknesses of the Dark Eldar's body, which becomes their powerful weapon in this brutal battle.

Each Iron Warrior was like a well-trained hunter, attacking the Dark Eldar's weaknesses with precision.

They skillfully used the melee weapons in their hands, either directly attacking the weak points of the Dark Eldar's defense, or breaking through their defenses with swift momentum to seize the all-important head.

Dantioch's command wove the entire battlefield into a carefully planned hunting ground. The Iron Warriors, relying on their understanding of the enemy and their own bravery, gradually took control of the rhythm of the hunt.

Chapter 362: The Changes of the Iron Warriors

The hunt for aliens continues, and in the eyes of the Iron Warriors today, the alien heads are like the medals of honor that they once cherished so much.

Once upon a time, the Iron Warriors pursued the goal of achieving brilliant success in battle after battle, and engraving the glory of victory in the history of the Legion.

However, now, their focus has completely changed. They are competing to see who can kill more aliens and who can successfully remove more alien heads.