I am a green-skinned master

I am a green-skinned master

Author: The Assassin Hiding in the Bamboo Forest

Introduction: It tells the ordinary adventure story of a happy greenskin fighting in the Warhammer 40k universe.

I think Xiami's technology is too backward. For example, their machines are too small and cannot compare with Mao Jin Gang and Leo Ku.

I think Xiami's way of selecting a leader is too backward and too complicated, so it would be better for us to just have a fight.

I also think that Xiami's life is too tiring, they have to work, go to work, and fight with each other, unlike us who just have to waaagh.

Chapter 1 Becoming a Green Boy

A head exploded in front of Cheng Mingrui like a watermelon, and the sprayed "juice" covered Cheng Mingrui's face.

What happened? What happened? Cheng Mingrui's brain stopped working immediately.

Am I not playing Warhammer Dawn of War in front of my computer? Where is this? Am I hallucinating from playing games for too long?

But the sound of bloody fighting was so real in his ears, the blood plasma under his feet was thick and sticky, and the bloody scenes around him reminded him of a lawn mowing game called Warhammer Space Marine.

With a slap, a slap hit Cheng Mingrui on the head. The collision between the big palm and the bald head was so crisp.

"Are you stupid? What are you daydreaming about? Go get some food!" The slap was followed by a roar, and a huge green monster stared at Cheng Mingrui with its bloodthirsty red eyes.

The ferocious face and bloody mouth scared Cheng Mingrui so much that he almost peed, but it seemed like he couldn't pee.

A thick mechanical arm, with a generator and various strange electronic tools on its back, and an electronic eye installed on one eye. After carefully examining the green monster in front of him, Cheng Mingrui murmured, "Green-skinned technical master?"

The Jiba Smart Head originally wanted to slap the silly boy in front of him again, but when he heard the silly boy calling him Jiba Smart Head, he instantly became happy.

Even though I’m a fool, I have good vision. I just want to be a green-skinned master with great skills, the smart guy thought proudly.

"Well, you are quite smart, you are as clever as a cunning fart spirit. Follow me and let's go and do something stupid." The smart guy in a good mood said to Cheng Mingrui.

A group of sensible little farts rushed up, ignoring the confused Cheng Mingrui, stuffed a machete and a pistol into his hands, and pushed him to follow behind the smart guy.

On the left is the Big Tech, in the middle is the Rocket Boy, and on the right is the Orc Killing Can

"The boss said you are very cunning. Cunning is good, cunning is very good. We are going to do something stupid. We are going to waaagh!" Among the fart spirits with a head as big as half their bodies, there was a particularly lively one. He jumped onto Cheng Mingrui's shoulder and pointed ahead and shouted.

The pronunciation of "waaagh" seemed to have some magic. Cheng Mingrui, who was confused just now, was immediately infected by an emotion. He couldn't tell what this emotion was. This was an emotion he had never felt in his decades as a human being.

This emotion is a kind of happiness, representing fighting, enthusiasm, joy, the satisfaction of a wish coming true, and the freedom to do whatever you want.

Infected by this emotion, an instinctive roar came out from Cheng Mingrui's fanged mouth - "waaagh!!!"

After the roar, Cheng Mingrui fell into a frenzied battle.

Green-skinned orcs are pretty much like this, some with big guns, some with hacking weapons, and some with bricks in their bare hands.

Cheng Mingrui, who had never learned how to chop people with an axe, naturally knew how to wield this weapon. In front of him, a short human wearing ordinary half-body green iron armor and holding a long rifle became the first victim of the axe.

Under the helmet without even a mask, there was deep despair and fear on this human's face.

Then Cheng Mingrui tried the pistol in his hand again. This pistol was very large. Not only did it have a thick barrel, but it was also decorated with a large number of spikes. It seemed that it could also be used as a war hammer.

He fired several shots in succession, turning the human being in front of him into a bloody mist. The caliber of this pistol was too large, and the recoil was also very strong.

The fart spirit on Cheng Mingrui's shoulder was very excited after seeing Cheng Mingrui's performance. He shouted: "Xuita, Xuita, your Xuita is really accurate!"

Xiuta? Are you referring to my pistol? Cheng Mingrui was a little confused.

While he was wondering, he seemed to feel a burn on his shoulder. Cheng Mingrui's body tilted due to the blow. The shot also woke him up and brought him out of his frenetic state.

In the distance, a large number of human soldiers poured out from the passage on the side. A large amount of red lasers filled the passage, and many green-skinned orcs were knocked to the ground.

A strong orc can still fight if he is not shot in the vitals, but a shot from a fart elf will basically kill him or cripple him.

"Big guy! Get down, get down! Jump over there!" The fart spirit on the shoulder immediately commanded Cheng Mingrui.

Although Cheng Mingrui was a little unhappy about being ordered around by a small guy, he could not deny that the fart spirit was right. Cheng Mingrui jumped forward, rolled over, and hid behind a metal wall.

The black metal wall was very strong, and the red lasers hitting it were like raindrops, with no effect at all. However, even if the human firepower could not penetrate the wall, it was enough to suppress a large number of greenskins.

The battlefield is so narrow that it seems to be a metal tunnel? Where are we fighting? In a metal steel mill or on a ship?

When Cheng Mingrui was wondering where he was, he saw several fart spirits crawling over from behind. The fart spirit on Cheng Mingrui's shoulder was shouting loudly, and the sound was not drowned out by the sounds of the explosion and shooting.

Under his command, those little idiots in the rear are trying hard to get a heavy machine gun for Cheng Mingrui!

"Use da ka, use da ka! Use da ka to beat those shrimps into pieces!" the fart spirit shouted loudly.

The humans’ firepower was so fierce that half of the fart spirits died before they managed to move the heavy machine gun over.

The fart spirit asked Cheng Mingrui to lean out with a heavy machine gun and shoot at the humans, but he refused. Who knew if he was experiencing an illusion, a time travel, or a dream? What if he was really dead?

The fart spirit became anxious. He grabbed Cheng Mingrui's arm and shook it, trying to pull him up to shoot. The other fart spirits who had gathered around him also looked at him expectantly.

"What's your name?" In order to divert the attention of the fart spirits, Cheng Mingrui asked the fart spirit on his shoulder.

"My name is the Smart Ghost! I'm the smartest one among the fart spirits, so the Smart Head Boss calls me that." The Smart Ghost answered proudly.

"Okay, Smart Guy, listen to me, we don't have to take risks. Big Tech is very powerful, as long as Big Tech is here, we can quickly eliminate these shrimps." Cheng Mingrui wanted to convince Smart Guy and a group of fart spirits to wait for the support of Smart Tech's smart head. He was not used to the greenskin's accent yet.

However, it was obvious that the clever guy had misunderstood. He raised his voice by several decibels and shouted loudly: "The cunning big guy is bragging. He wants to be a big master. The cunning big guy wants to be a big master! A big master needs a big boom and a big daka! You don't have a big boom and a big daka!"

His voice seemed to alert the Fart Spirits and Greenskin Guys hiding nearby. They dropped their melee weapons and began to call on more Fart Spirits and Snot Spirits to bring up their big guns and explosives.

Very quickly, very quickly, a group of Squiggs tied with explosives rushed towards the human line in the laser rain. After a few loud bangs, the human line suffered heavy damage.

Squig is a Ditto, a species of the same species as Greenskin. The small ones can be used as hair, and the big ones can be used as war beasts to attack cities and conquer territories.

The suppression of the red laser barrage weakened, and the smoke caused by the explosion also caused great interference to the shooting range. The mysterious green energy spread to Cheng Mingrui and all the green monsters.

Soon, Cheng Mingrui's rationality was replaced by excitement. He stood up and used the heavy machine gun in his hand to shoot at the human soldiers opposite. Before his rationality disappeared, he only heard a huge waaagh sound resounding throughout the passage.

Chapter 2: The Sly Boss

In the eyes of the defending human army, the green-skinned monsters that had just been suppressed started a new green savage frenzy. The little red monsters with burning explosives tied to their bodies kept attacking their front line.

More and more green-skinned orcs rushed out from the smoke caused by the explosion. They no longer charged forward mindlessly with machetes, but instead used guns and grenades to shoot at the defending human soldiers.

Although human soldiers have high combat skills, their physical fitness is far inferior to that of the green-skinned monsters, and their fighting will is not as resolute as that of the green-skinned monsters.

Soon, under the desperate charge of the greenskins, the human line was broken through. Several big greenskins holding big guns (heavy machine guns) suppressed the human firepower with their firepower.

When the greenskins armed with various hacks and slashes rushed into the human defense line, the human soldiers collapsed, and the shooting of the supervising team could not stop the soldiers from escaping.

After killing several deserters, the war supervisor wearing a red hat was hacked to the ground by the green-skinned orcs who were close to him with a machete, and his blood dyed the deck red.

The Imperial Guard in Dawn of War 2, also known as the Astra Militarum, consists of, from left to right, the General, the Commissar, the Catachan, the Ape-Man, and the Heavy Weapons Team.

In the battle to defeat humans, Cheng Mingrui also achieved great results. He held a gun that was so big that he could only carry it on his shoulder, and sprayed the fury of death at the human defense line.

The rattling sound of the big guns, with their extremely fast firing rate and super power, often turned a small group of humans into slag, slag on the physical level.

The Smart Guy and other fart spirits were also very excited. Their screams and clicking sounds together played a violent music of the green monsters.

Fart spirits kept crawling out from the corners, bringing boxes of ammunition. The clever guy was responsible for stuffing the long ammunition chains into the big gun, so that Cheng Mingrui could always have unlimited ammunition.

The caliber of those bullets was larger than the hand of the clever ghost, which was in line with the aesthetics of the green monsters, which were big, fast, and fierce. The clever ghost hung on Cheng Mingrui's back, feeling the recoil of the bullets. The pleasure in the heart of the clever ghost rose higher and higher, and his desire to kill was greatly satisfied.

The other farts all around were envious of the clever ghost's work, wishing they were the ones loading the ammunition. In such envious eyes, the clever ghost became more confident and proud, as if his body had grown bigger.

The battle with humans soon came to an end. No matter whether they surrendered, fled, or fought to the last moment, all the human soldiers were turned into scum. The only difference was the size of the scum.

Without the enemy, the waaagh slowly stopped, the green mysterious energy began to fade, and Cheng Mingrui's mind was finally returning to normal, no longer controlled by that strange emotion.

That feeling is really good, better than health care, and maybe better than trying some hallucinogenic drugs. No wonder the green orcs like waaagh, who can resist such a good feeling? This is an instinct from the blood.

Cheng Mingrui, who was finally able to take a break and catch his breath, sat down on the ground with a light "pa" sound, as if he sat on something, and a wet and sticky feeling spread under his butt.

Cheng Mingrui immediately stood up, touched his butt, and looked at the ground again. Oh my god, he had accidentally sat on a fart spirit to death.

Cheng Mingrui was a little panicked by human instinct. It seemed like he had killed one of his own people. Was it okay?...?

“Hahaha, idiot, idiot!” The clever ghost who jumped down from behind Cheng Mingrui screamed at the rotten flesh of the fart spirit, “You still want to take my place! You idiot who is only fit to eat shit!”

The other fart spirits also joined in the fun, and some cunning guys were even picking up scattered teeth from the rotten meat.

The social structure of the greenskins is so simple and crude. They are cruel to their enemies and to themselves. Only big fists are the eternal universal rule of the greenskin society.

For a while, Cheng Mingrui was indeed a little uncomfortable with the adaptation, but what could he do? Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. Since we were all green-skinned people anyway, he could only adapt slowly.

Cheng Mingrui grabbed a fart spirit near his legs, wiped its sticky butt with his body, and found a clean place to sit down.

The other fart spirits did not dare to provoke this huge orc, and they all ran around Cheng Mingrui to the messy battlefield and began to collect various "treasures".

The fart spirits, who had just been able to unite to deliver ammunition and load bullets, soon fought each other on the ruins for some shiny things and teeth.

"I have to think about what to do in the future. It's fun to fight as a greenskin, but it's easy to get killed. It would be great if there was a way that is both fun and not easy to get killed." Cheng Mingrui, who was squatting on the ground thinking, was thinking about his future with the mindset of a greenskin.

I don't know if it's because of his green skin that his mind is limited. Cheng Mingrui thought about it and thought about it, and he came to only one conclusion: to be the boss. As long as he is the strongest, the most powerful, the most brutal, and the most cunning boss, he can live a happy life without getting killed.

No, with my human intelligence, how could I lose to the greenskins? I have to think again. Cheng Mingrui supported his head with both hands and continued to think.

The other greenskins and fart spirits ignored Cheng Mingrui and went to the ruins of the battlefield to collect spoils and teeth, treating him as just a weirdo.

I am no longer surprised by weirdos and green-skinned people. There are so many of them anyway. For example, some weirdos like to shoot but not chop, some weirdos like blue but not green, and so on.

After thinking for a long time without any results, Cheng Mingrui felt something tapping his calf. He looked down and saw it was the clever ghost.

The clever ghost seemed to have grown a lot taller, a head taller than the fart spirit next to him, and his muscles became more solid.

He came to Cheng Mingrui with a bunch of little idiots dragging some strange things, raised his head proudly, and said in a flattering voice: "Boss Slippery, I found a lot of treasures for you, some are shiny, some are teeth, and some are big and big."

Cheng Mingrui took a look and found that they were basically all tattered.

The shiny things were metal buckles or smooth glass fragments. As for the teeth, Cheng Mingrui did have the urge to take a handful. That was the currency of the greenskins, but he knew that it came from the greenskins' instinct, not his own.

There is indeed a good thing among the rubbish, which is the big boom mentioned by the clever ghost. It is a plasma gun, a real killer. As long as it is fully charged and the trigger is gently pulled, the high-temperature current like liquid can melt everything along the way without leaving any residue.

As a Warhammer fan, Cheng Mingrui naturally liked such an awesome weapon. He stretched out his big green hand and took this exquisite weapon in his arms, touching every inch of the structure and accessories on the gun as if he was caressing a beautiful woman.

The clever ghost's cunning eyes moved back and forth, and his smile became even more brighter. He felt that he had the big guy in front of him under control. No matter how cunning the orc was, he was not as cunning as the fart ghost.

Chapter 3 Greenskin Plasma Gun

Soon, Cheng Mingrui discovered a problem: he could not use this plasma gun.

Although the plasma gun is very large and requires a well-trained human soldier to use both hands, it is only the size of a pistol for the greenskin's physique.

That would be fine, but the problem was that the trigger was too small! Cheng Mingrui's thick fingers couldn't even get in!

Having good weapons but not being able to use them is like a eunuch entering a beautiful woman's boudoir: he has the will but not the strength.

Cheng Mingrui couldn't help but feel angry, and he wanted to vent his anger. He slapped the little brat in the face, making him spin in a big circle.

The clever guy dodged quickly. The slap was originally aimed at him, but he dodged it by just squatting.

Seeing Cheng Mingrui was angry, he immediately knew the reason, so he explained: "Boss Slippery, don't be angry. Xiami's weapon is a little small, not big enough, and not waaagh enough.

But there are some iron cans among the shrimps, and their weapons are just right. When there is a chance to fight iron cans, I promise to help the boss find a suitable big bomb."

The Gremlins are a derivative species of the Greenskins. Although they are weak, they are more cunning, and are as cruel, bloodthirsty, and like waaagh as the Orcs.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of running from one side of the passage, and soon Jiba Smarthead appeared at the entrance of the passage with a group of green-skinned big guys.

After seeing Cheng Mingrui and the other greenskins, Smarthead was very angry. His mechanical claws grabbed the fart spirit beside him and asked, "Didn't you say that Xiami surrounded our retreat? Why didn't I see Xiami? Do you know the consequences of interfering with my fight?"

In order to survive, the fart spirit in Smart Head's hand screamed and explained: "Yes, there are shrimps. Yes, there are shrimps. They must have been killed by the guys here. Look, there are shrimp fragments and weapons over there!"

Smarthead followed the fart spirit's finger and saw Cheng Mingrui sitting on the ground. Before Cheng Mingrui could react to what happened, he once again met the eyes of Smarthead with a confused look on his face. This could be considered a kind of fate.

Smarthead threw away the fart spirit in his hand and strode up to Cheng Mingrui. His five-meter height made Smarthead look down on Cheng Mingrui like a small mountain.

"It's you again, cunning boy. What happened here? Explain it to me clearly!" Smart Head raised his mechanical claws and clicked on Cheng Mingrui's head twice threateningly.

It seemed that Cheng Mingrui's answer did not satisfy him, and the mechanical claw crushed his head as easily as crushing a watermelon.

"There are indeed human soldiers, but they have been wiped out by us. This is the weapon of mankind." Facing the threat of death, Cheng Mingrui did not dare to be negligent. After answering the smart head's question, he raised his hand and handed over the plasma gun.

But Smarthead's face turned darker, and the clicking sound of the mechanical claws closing became more and more piercing. At the critical moment, the clever ghost jumped out.

"Boss Smarthead, just now a large number of shrimp soldiers suddenly came out of that passage and fought with us. We couldn't defeat them at first, but later, under the leadership of Boss Slippery, we crushed all the shrimps..." The clever guy became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had charged into battle and defeated the human soldiers.

"We also seized a lot of glitter and teeth. The sly boss wanted to be a master, so I also found him a big bomb."

Smarthead nodded and put down the mechanical claw. He glared at Cheng Mingrui and said, "Stop talking like that. It makes me uncomfortable. The guys from Blood Axe are not green-skinned at all!"

After he finished speaking, Smarthead's eyes turned to the plasma gun in Cheng Mingrui's hand and said, "How can such a small thing like Xiami be called Dahonghong?"