The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

"what happened to you?"

Keldos asked caringly.

The prophets who dare to use psychic powers are their current main force, and they cannot afford to make any mistakes.

"Nothing, probably a side effect of overusing my psychic energy before."

Isram waved his hand, signaling Keldos not to worry: "How are our defenses here?"

"The Rangers have already occupied the commanding heights, and the Assault Scorpions have blocked all entrances. As soon as they enter, the Howling Banshees will join the fray, turning this battle into a one-sided slaughter in close combat."

He added: "I have also called back the hunting team underground. This time, there will be no mistakes."

"Have the underground ones been called back? That Undead Overlord won't..."

"For some reason, the Death Mark snipers who initially accompanied the Undead Overlord have disappeared. We've already confirmed that quite a few of them are hiding, but simply vanished. I think even if we can't capture the Undead Overlord, there shouldn't be any problems."

Keldos's answer made Isram feel a little relieved. He relaxed and focused on the battlefield at hand.

The intricate structure of the ruins was indeed the perfect ambush site. The narrow passages restricted the mobility of armored units, while the collapsed pillars and ruins provided the three-dimensional battlefield that the agile Eldar excelled at.

"In this ruin, our speed advantage can be fully utilized. Those humans' heavy armor will only be a burden here. Even if they advance at all costs, we can make them pay a heavy price here and then retreat calmly."

Si Zhan announced proudly. Even after the setback, he still carried the pride of the Eldar.

No one noticed that his name for the undead army had changed from monkeys to humans.

The prophet nodded slightly, but felt a little uncomfortable.

He was supposed to be using his psychic vision, but the aftereffects of overusing his psychic powers caused them to temporarily shut down. This rare "blindsight" state made him restless.

But he couldn't figure out what the problem was, so he chose to wait here with his compatriots.

Soon, the human troops that had exchanged fire with them appeared in the distance.

But to the Eldar's surprise, they suddenly stopped about ten kilometers away from the ruins.

"What are they waiting for?"

An Assault Scorpion warrior whispered, "Is it a naval gun?"

The Eldar knew that these humans came by ship, and if they needed to, they could certainly use their warships to bombard the surface of the planet.

But Eslam denied this.

"If they wanted to use naval guns, they would have done it long ago. They must also want to find something in these ruins, and they won't use destructive weapons."

That being said, the ominous premonition grew stronger for him.

Yeah, what are they waiting for?

As they watched, the tanks began to change.

The turrets of the tanks, including those whose turrets they had severed, began to slowly rotate. When the rear of the turret folded to the front, the entire turret reopened, revealing the magnetic acceleration track hidden inside.

"What the hell is that?!"

For the first time, Keldos's voice wavered.

He had seen human railgun weapons, but he had never seen a design that could be so perfectly hidden within the main gun barrel.

His hesitation was not due to facing enemy fire, but because he suddenly realized that the price they had paid before was meaningless.

These tanks can still move and fire. They paid a price, but the result is the same!

"Prepare to evade!"

He shouted a warning, but it was too late.

With the piercing sound of charging, the shells propelled by the magnetic rails streaked across the sky. They struck at a speed difficult to grasp with the naked eye, and the first wave directly shattered the bunkers outside the ruins.

Amidst the flying debris, the two assault scorpion teams hiding in it were instantly buried by the collapsed columns.

This is not a fight at all.

This is demolition!

Those tanks "destroyed" by them were actually self-propelled artillery that also functioned as ordinary armored units!

When the first round of shelling stopped, the ruins at the front were completely unrecognizable.

Two-thirds of the buildings were reduced to smoking piles of rubble, and the rest were crumbling.

When Keldos counted the number of people, he found that only ten Eldar warriors were killed or wounded in the artillery fire, but their ambush preparations had completely collapsed.

"They won't come in."

Isram suddenly spoke in a dry voice, "What follows will be repeated artillery fire, followed by a steady advance by infantry in power armor..."

Although those humans wouldn't raze this place to the ground directly, they clearly wouldn't mind crushing it into dust first, and then slowly searching for clues in the ruins.

The enemy seized on their pain point of lacking heavy firepower and armored units and told them:

Since the Eldar wanted to turn the ruins into hunting grounds, they razed the hunting grounds to the ground.

Keldos was first furious, then twisted, and finally relieved. He let go of the chain sword in his hand, and the only expression under the mask was a wry smile.

This battle has been lost before it even started.

But they cannot give up the task of hunting down the Undead Overlord.

The Undead Overlord had taken more Soul Stones from their Ark than all of them here combined, and they had to take them back.

"No matter what, guard the underground entrance."

He emphasized to the warriors around him: "If the ground is lost, we will retreat into the maze. That Undead Overlord must be stopped. At the very least, we must take back the Soul Stones of our compatriots."

The warriors nodded silently, except for Isram, who was lost in thought, tapping his wraithbone staff.

He suddenly said, "Perhaps... we can let humans and the Undead Overlord clash first."

His suggestion shocked Si Zhan: "What do you mean?"

"Humans know not what lies beneath the earth. They have never seen the Necrons, let alone communicated with them. Two tigers fighting..."

"And then we just sit back and reap the benefits?"

Keldos objected: "But what if humans win? Those soul stones in the hands of the Undead Overlords have simply changed their owners!"

"I will return to our Ark via the webway. The Council of Prophets must know the situation here. We need heavy firepower and support. Regardless of who wins or loses between humans and the Undead Overlords..."

The prophet lowered his voice and explained, "We can all launch a surprise attack. This will allow us to both explain to the Savage Tribe and try to recapture the Soul Stones from the humans."

Keldos realized that this idea also took the attitude of the Savage Eldar into consideration. This plan was risky, but it was indeed the best solution at the moment.

He is indeed a prophet, he has amazing wisdom!

"Then I'll take care of the remaining soldiers here. You go and come back quickly."

Isram nodded, waved his staff, and teleported himself back to the webway. Debris fell, and only the Eldar warriors remained holding the position.

Leon outside could see that they had not given up yet.

He became interested in the determination of these elves to defend this place at all costs.

"I wonder which ruins left behind by some pre-human civilization are worth the elves' trouble?"

After all, it is very strange that a human civilization could leave ruins on a virgin world inhabited by elves.

This place is already in ruins, but with his professional vision, Leon can see that this human site is not an observation station set up on the planet, but a formal settlement.

The Eldar should not tolerate this kind of robbery of living space. The fact is that this group of human ancestors who came from nowhere have been wiped out and this settlement has been abandoned here.

As a result, these elves are now here, which was destroyed by them long ago. Either they have created some value in this ruins, or there is something more important in this ruins than the ruins themselves.

Thinking of this, Li Ang's thoughts gradually became clear.

"Two more rounds of bombardment."

He ordered, "Then we'll push forward and see what's inside."

Two more rounds of salvos were fired, and the entire ruins were destroyed by the siege tanks, and only the original outline could be barely seen.

The undead warriors advanced forward, stepping across the scorched earth and deep into the ruins.

"Fan-shaped advance, fifteen meters apart."

With this power armor, Mercado could give precise instructions to each person: "Mark any moving target immediately."

To the Undead Army's warriors, the blue dots representing friendly forces on the tactical map formed a tight net, and the Eldar resistance within the net was abnormally weak.

Several Ranger teams fired sporadic beams from behind the ruins, only to retreat into the shadows after being counterattacked. The Assault Scorpions, skilled in close combat, didn't engage them head-on, as if their attacks were merely to confirm the direction of the human advance.

"They are stalling for time. These attacks are too perfunctory."

Renault squatted down and examined an Eldar corpse, but found no soul stone on it. "Should we give chase?"

Mercado shook his head. "Clear the area first."

Leon, who was advancing with the team, was guarded in the center of the advancing team. His eyes swept across the wreckage of the buildings around him. On the twisted metal frames protruding from the rubble, he could see something completely different.

Streamlined supporting columns and modular wall joints are all design aesthetics that are completely different from the Empire. Compared with the Empire's Gothic pointed arches and various reliefs, here there is only a simple, almost cold functionalist style.

If I had to say it, this was actually the most common "near-future science fiction style" in Li Ang's previous life.

Veritus had mentioned before on Terra that the Pacific star field was the closest to the edge of the Milky Way and the least explored by humans.

The rare wars and sparse stars here have made the empire never consider investing too much power in this peaceful star field. Therefore, compared with the Far East star field with the galactic center, this place is more of a "pure land".

The famous Macharius Expedition of the M41 period took place in this star region.

In his westward expedition from Terra, Sun Lord Macharius conquered thousands of planets in just a few decades and discovered many human remnants that had not been discovered during the Great Crusade.

Therefore, it's not surprising to find human remains in this star region. However, if any human remains were discovered ten thousand years after the Great Crusade, it would indicate that their technological level was not very high.

Only those remnants who weren't even a pocket empire would be ignored. And the technological level of the ruins before him was at least at the level of a pocket empire.

"It seems we need to investigate carefully."

An investigation team composed of mechanical priests began to study and analyze these relics.

The priests were baffled by these completely unfamiliar objects, which were also extremely old. They could not find any devices that could store data.

But there was an unexpected gain.

"Sage Leon, I think you should come here and take a look."

The priests discovered what appeared to be an underground entrance. As two priests used a cutting machine to violently dismantle the blockage of the underground entrance, a cold wind with the smell of rusty metal rushed out from underground.

The servo skull entered and brought back the scene inside for Leon.

It was a dormant underground industrial cluster.

Extended assembly lines, modular production units, and a translucent control tower in the center.

Perhaps because it's underground, it's largely preserved. It retains its final form, but everything seems to have been paused.

"Oh, O Messiah!"

The mechanical priests reacted most violently. The oil in their bodies pumped violently, even splattering from their bodies. Their mechanical tentacles twitched uncontrollably, and only binary prayers emanated from their mouths, chanted unconsciously.

Some even fell to their knees, pressing their foreheads to the cold ground. The scene was even more enthusiastic than when the sacred STC fragments were unearthed.

This isn't just some STC fragment. This is a complete industrial complex, completely different from the interior of the Mechanicus!

Its neat arrangement and degree of organization completely surpassed those of the foundry hives! Putting aside its production efficiency, isn't its appearance alone many times better than that of the dirty and messy foundry hives?

The most important thing is that it is complete enough. The priests can’t imagine how much useful technology they can dig out from these ruins!

These priests from Maxim looked at Leon excitedly, and became more convinced of Lifar's promise that they could learn new technologies by following Leon.

But Leon, who had the production technology from "Stellaris", didn't pay much attention to this industrial cluster. His attention was on the traces of the elves.

"Quiet."

He suppressed the priests' restlessness and said, "Zoom in on Servo Skull No. 3, at 17 seconds."

The frame froze, and the enhanced image showed the figure of an Eldar warrior, who was somehow motionless, as if frozen in place.

"interesting."

Li Ang commented.

It seemed they were about to get to the heart of why the Eldar were active here.

P.S. The Howling Banshees are an all-female Aspect Warrior class specializing in high-speed melee combat, representing Khaine's ability to instill fear in his enemies. Banshees are an omen of misfortune in Eldar mythology, and this Aspect Warrior class draws inspiration from these terrifying creatures. These lightly armored women are formidable close combatants, making up for their lack of brute force with ruthless skill and efficiency. Their piercing howls herald the impending death of Eldar enemies (I wonder if their voices are more powerful than those of the Noise Marines).

PS2: Back to update. I thought I'd have to take another day off, but Super Balloon is the top bet. No more playing, just writing.