Chapter 344: Crab Catches Cicada, Crows Behind

In the prison of the hive city.

A wobbly promethium lamp cast an orange-yellow light. The place was damp, dark, fishy, ​​and smelly. The orcs' body fluids, excrement, and broken limbs... and other filthy things could be seen everywhere in the corners.

Kalamanda was lowering his head to organize the tools in his hands.

He is an executioner who is very good at adapting to local conditions. Captain Nightbat will carry his own interrogation equipment, but he can also make full use of a series of items already available on the scene as tools to torture and abuse prisoners. Compared with the former, the latter is more full of unknown fear and exciting challenges.

But in comparison, the Orcs are really not a tough race. Sometimes there is no need to torture them. Just some threats and intimidation will make the Orc boys and the farts spill everything they know.

This made Kalamanda feel a little boring.

The achievement and satisfaction brought by work are not that strong.

"We, we belong to the Red Sun Mechanic Gang. We are the great technician of the Evil Sun Clan, the old lame foot, and his technicians, the young Bozgat and the crazy boy Gao Nib. We are the construction technicians and pilots of the ancient giant ship 'Big Fat Maoge'..."

A fart spirit cried and said,

"They are participating in the Red Waaagh of Boss 'Face Tear' Gulak. They are going to the Iron Ring to have a big fight with shrimps... oh no, humans, on the Knight's World. We, we are just passing by here and want to have a little fun."

"Wow, and, and, there are many ambitious masters in the Red Waaagh, including Gulak, who is manipulating the entire Waaagh behind the scenes..."

Kalamanda didn't ask a single question.

This fart spirit talked about all kinds of related and irrelevant things.

Captain Nightbat even found it a bit too long-winded.

Kalamanda couldn't remember any of these messy orc names. He could only get one piece of information:

the orcs of the Evil Sun Clan were called the "Red Sun Mechanic Gang", and their war boss was called "Old Lame Foot". He was not in the temporary base, but was leading the entire convoy to the Satellite City outpost to beat up the Khorne Chaos War Gang.

The original words of the fart spirit were "red cans".

It is most likely the Khorne Chaos Warband.

"What about the Snakebite clan?"

Kalamanda asked proactively.

"The orcs of the Snakebite clan belong to the Blast Bonebreaker tribe."

The fart spirit wiped his nose and answered honestly:

"He is the big mechanic of our Red Sun Mechanic Gang. He often buys Oil Gourd Squigg from them, so we are familiar with each other. This time he came to Waaagh with us on the boat..."

The grease secreted by the oil gourd Sgug can be used as engine oil lubricant - it was Khan who told me this little-known fact.

Kalamanda thought to herself.

He put down the pliers in his hand with a "snap":

"I didn't ask you about your affiliation, I asked you about your size..."

Seeing that the fart spirit didn't quite understand, Kalamanda had to change his words:

"How many people are left in the Snake Bite Clan?"

What Kalamanda wanted to know was how many fish had escaped after the last battle.

"They also have a Behemoth and a team of Pig Riders!"

The fart spirit will immediately come to its senses and reply with a scream.

"They followed the lame Boss to fight. There are probably more... and more..." At this point, the fart spirit counted on his fingers, "About seven... eight pig-riding boys, that's all... Can you put down the scissors, sir?"

"very good."

Kalamanda nodded, stood up and left.

Kalamanda came to the next cell and made a detailed comparison with the two confessions from the orc boy. After confirming that what the fart spirit said was correct, Captain Nightbat said lightly, "Give it a quick death", and then turned and left.

He was going to the spire area to report to the chapter master.

…

"The Red Sun Mechanic Gang... never heard of it."

After listening to Karamanda's report, Fu Qinghai touched his chin and thought to himself.

"I haven't heard of the explosive attack on the Bone-Splitting Tribe either."

Of the famous tribes of the Snakebite Clan, he had only heard of the "Dragon Killer Tribe". That tribe could tame Tyranids as biological weapons, so it was quite something.

It now seems that Fu Qinghai has fought with half of the six major clans in the orc society: Goff, Evil Sun, Evil Moon, Snake Bite, Blood Axe, and Death Skull.

This is just a branch fleet. The real main force of the Orks has already headed for the Iron Ring... It seems that the appearance of the Orks is just a coincidence?

Do I need to notify the Iron Ring?

The Orcs are just passing by, what about the Khorne Warband?

Fu Qinghai looked at everyone in the conference room and said:

"Okay, no matter where the other party comes from, since we already know their military deployment, we can now start to arrange a battle plan... Qiao Shida!"

"I am here, Khan."

"Lead two companies and follow me."

"Yes, Khan!"

"Karamanda, lead half of the company to garrison the hive city."

"Understood, Khan!"

"Satfalan, continue your reconnaissance."

"Roger that, Khan!"

The Raven Guard warrior responded in a deep voice.

Satfaran opened his tightly clenched black gauntlet and looked down at something in his palm:

it was a piece of cloth that exuded a strange smell, like a mixture of blood, perfume, sweat and musk... The Raven Guard warrior was deeply impressed by this smell.

It smells like the leader of the Bottom Nest cult.

That Slaanesh Champion, she's still alive.

The orc caravan failed to catch up and kill her.

This piece of cloth was picked up by Satfaran in an area near the equatorial jungle. It seems that the fish that escaped has already fled there... As the chief assassin of the chapter, Satfaran will never allow anyone to escape from his hands.

The Raven Guard warriors have made up their minds to go and take a look.

Finally, Fu Qinghai looked at the two guards officers, Li Hanxing and Tariha, who were staring at him eagerly, and said,

"The Death Cavalry and the Barbarian Cavalry will also follow me... No, you will be the vanguard and leave the city first."

"Roger that, sir!"

The two of them responded loudly, looking excited.

Fu Qinghai knew very well:

The Imperial Guard cannot be held to the same standards as Space Marines. Many Imperial Guard regiments are war-weary and cowardly. This is normal. After all, Space Marines are biological weapons specially built for use in warfare, while the Imperial Guard are just mortals who have received military training. The hormone levels in their bodies are different.

Also, some Chapter Masters of the Astartes Chapters will refuse missions that they believe are too difficult and may result in excessive casualties.

Tarjiha and Li Hanxing actively volunteered to fight.

This made Fu Qinghai very happy.

Is cavalry useful in the era of interstellar war? Fu Qinghai doesn't know, but he knows that those who dare to become cavalry in the era of interstellar war... will definitely not lack courage!

After all, the ancient cavalry, wearing steel-forged armor, riding carefully raised war horses, charging against a group of infantry who rely on their legs, is just a class crushing...

The cavalry of the interstellar age, riding primitive and backward four-legged biological vehicles, holding simple and crude melee weapons, charged at armored clusters - this is courage.

Fu Qinghai always believed that there was no such thing as foolish courage, only foolish commanders. Courage was commendable, but it was not very smart for cavalry to fight against tanks. He would not use two cavalry units to fight against the orc convoy of the Xieri clan.

He had other ideas.

...

Karnak III, in orbit.

Eugene Eleanor was in command of the Resolute and the Charger.

"Turn and aim broadside at the asteroid belt."

He ordered.

The two warships completed the tactical maneuver together.

"Target: three moving asteroids. First fire three rounds of light spears, then prepare the high-explosive macro cannons."

The gun deck was quickly prepared, and a thick golden laser beam shot out. The orc boulder disguised as an asteroid failed to deceive the auspicious scanning instrument. As long as the plasma thruster was installed on the back, even if its energy signal peak was very weak, even if its movement speed was very slow, even if it had no weapons installed on its body...

That is also an orc boulder.

Three orc boulders were detonated.

It was indeed hollow inside, and from a distance one could even see metal fragments and green debris pouring out from it. Those "green debris" were the densely packed orc crew members.

"Humph, the greenskins just like to be clever."

Eugene Eleanor snorted disdainfully.

The battle on the ground was in full swing, and there was no rest in space either.

The acting captain is following Fu Qinghai's request.

Keep harassment and probing at a low intensity.

He soon discovered that the orcs tried to use the irregular squeezing and collision of the asteroid belt to paralyze the human fleet. He created three orc boulders without any weapon arrays installed and using micro-propulsion systems, and quietly approached the fleet - without a weapon array installed, it was naturally impossible to pose a threat to the fleet.

And their real goal - Eugene guessed, perhaps is to push the orc boulder to the surface, turn it into a meteor and smash it into the hive world, or some other target.

It's a pity that these tricks were seen through at a glance by the sharp-eyed, shrewd and cautious navy captain. No matter what the orcs want to do, they must not be allowed to succeed.

"Sir, the Space Wolves' frigate has sent a message that it will soon arrive at the outskirts of the Kyrnak system."

"very good."

Once another frigate is added, Eugene will have more cards in his hand and can ask Khan to carry out some "high-intensity" and "more proactive" space military operations.

Instead of hovering over the hive city all the time.

"Sir, urgent news!"

A crew member reported loudly:

"The Kroot's war sphere ships and the Chaos Warband's Hades-class cruisers are moving towards us at the same time!"

Huh? What's going on?

They moved together?

Eugene was stunned. Hearing this news, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the deck of the command bridge.

There stood silently a group of unusually "tall and strong" Space Marines, holding huge power lances in their hands. They stood in rows on the bridge, motionless like iron towers or sculptures made of adamantite.

They were Eugene's reassurance.

Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida took the initiative to attack and took away two companies, and Kalamanda stayed in the nest and led half of the company. So where was the remaining half of the company?

The answer was on the battleship.

It's just one difference.

These fifty Space Marines, all wearing the latest assault-type tactical dreadnought armor manufactured by the Phaeton Forge World, are the Iron Pagoda Terminator troops of the regiment.

...

Karnak III.

On the surface, there are equatorial jungles, rotting and bubbling black swamps, deep and dense forests filled with miasma, and a collapsed stone monument hidden among vines and weeds, supporting an arch.

The surface of the stone tablet is covered with traces of time's wear and tear, and is also carved with a kind of humanoid creature that looks like a human but is taller and thinner. The incomplete carvings depict their battles, victories, celebrations, prayers, cheers... However, these carvings that record the glorious moments of the past have gradually disappeared in the long river of history.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light.

A male Eldar warrior dressed in ancient clothes and holding a dart rifle quietly lifted the vines and green leaves on his head and crawled out from behind the half-collapsed stone monument. He looked around to make sure there was no danger, then carefully walked out, leading the huge creature behind him.

It was a dinosaur-like creature.

In the webway portal, Savage Eldar warriors gradually walked out, and they quickly formed a team, carefully scanning the dense forest in front of the team, with the muzzles of their star dart rifles constantly moving with their gaze. In order to be alert to possible enemies, the Savage Eldar warriors integrated their perceptions into the rhythm of the forest.

Yet there was nothing to break the silence except the usual noises expected from wild animals, and the native fauna would have fled or given some sort of warning if an enemy were nearby.

Satisfied, the lead female Eldar lowered her Shuriken rifle, raised her right fist, and spread her fingers - a sign that all was well. She slung the rifle over her shoulder, rose noiselessly from her crouching position, and crept forward, taking each step carefully as she made her way through the trees.

And on top of a waterfall cliff in the jungle.

A human woman in a tattered cloak was lying on a black rock that was wet from the mist. She licked the salt water on the rock in small sips and used a telescope to observe a group of Savage Eldar riding on dinosaurs in the distance.

The woman licked her wet gums and smiled.

She followed the guidance of the true God and came to this sparsely populated rotten equatorial jungle. When she saw the group of pointy-eared aliens cautiously exploring the jungle, she immediately understood why the Prince of Darkness and Joy guided her here.

The Eldar, Slaanesh's favorite ration.

No doubt about it.

The woman smiled contentedly.

She was the beloved of Slaanesh, the leader of the Underhive Chaos Cult, a sadistic group of demons obsessed with extreme sensory and emotional stimulation. She had once been stabbed through the heart and lungs by the lightning claws of the Raven Guard, and she had also been beaten to pieces by the guns and cannons of the Speed ​​Freaks...

But none of this matters.

At this moment, she is still alive.

Those fatal attacks would not end her life. No matter how serious the injuries were, they could be gradually healed with the blessing of the true God. But this was the price... The woman smiled again.

Her body was severely deformed, her skin was a strange pink and white, she had cut off her lips herself, exposing her teeth and gums, her tongue moved like a lizard, her feet had also been transformed into the shape of a horseshoe, she had no eyelids or nose, her nostrils were exposed, her ears were as large as those of a bat in a cave, and a pair of twisted horns grew on her head.

The most important thing is: the human part of her right hand is no longer there, replaced by a huge claw, a crab-like claw-like limb as sharp as scissors.

This is the true champion of Slaanesh.

Slaanesh's beloved was lying on the cliff, sizing up her prey - a group of Savage Eldar.

On the outskirts of the forest, the chief assassin of the Iron Pagoda Regiment had already tracked down alone.

Sutterfarran climbed down from the jetbike, picked up a handful of soil between his fingers, and examined it carefully.

Turning his eyes away from the strange footprints, the Raven Guard raised his head, a gloomy look flashing in his dark pupils, and he silently looked at the dense forest ahead.

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　Oops, this kind of big mix is ​​really hard to write. I shouldn't have challenged this kind of writing style so early. After all, I'm just a new high school student author who is not yet 18 years old. Please allow me to think about it carefully.

(End of this chapter)