Chapter 350 Star Dart Weapons

Planet Kaelnak III, equatorial jungle.

Satfaran stopped and walked along the way, tracking the remaining traces of Slaanesh's champion, the smell of powder on women, the strange footprints of Slaanesh's horses, half-eaten local beasts... all became clues for the Raven Guard warriors.

Until he came to a waterfall cliff.

Sartrefan lay on the spot where the woman had once lay, savoring the accumulated water in the rock. The strong signal from the subspace passed through the sublingual taste detection nerves and rushed straight to the top of Sartrefan's head, making him instantly nervous.

It's her, found it!

The Raven Guard warrior looked up and looked around, and soon, subtle movements in the distant jungle attracted his attention.

The helmet eyepiece field of view compensated for the distance, and Sartorane switched the eyepiece to a passive perspective view. The thermal image clearly showed seven... no, eight figures. Seven of them were lined up in a loose column, walking through the woods, with one following behind.

They are approaching this side.

Satfaran slowly lowered his body, then quietly released a servo skull. The skull floated to the other side and looked at the situation in the distance through the gap in the stone.

Through the gaps between the leaves, Satfaran saw the other person's appearance: fair skin, battle marks on the face, a dinosaur under his crotch, both men and women were tall and slender, especially the long pointed ears - the Aida elves.

How could there be the Eldar?

There are no ships of theirs in the system.

Where did they come from?

Sartre Fran was puzzled.

He remembered what the Khan had once said about the "webway".

"Damn alien."

The Raven Guard cursed inwardly.

No matter where the Eldar came from, no matter what their purpose is, the planet Kaelnak III is a hive world belonging to the Empire, and no aliens should appear here, no matter whether they are Orks, Eldar or Kroot. There is just a sequence for exterminating them. Since they have run into Satfaran's hands today, they might as well be killed together.

Sartrefan observed patiently and moved his vision backwards.

Then his target appeared.

An ugly creature with a crab-clawed bat face, whose former appearance could still be vaguely recognized, rode a Sinister horse. Suddenly, it screamed, accelerated its horse, and rushed towards the Eldar team.

Oh? Chaos vs. Alien?

Sartrefranc decided to hold back for now.

It's a rare sight to see these two fighting each other. After their fight is over, no matter which side wins, it won't be too late for me to make up the loss and reap the rewards... Anyway, both the Aliens and Chaos will die in the end.

…

The seven Savage Eldar warriors continued to struggle forward in this unfamiliar jungle. Their movements were as light as ghosts. The Deinonychus under their crotch were also very quiet, making no extra sounds. They lined up in a long snake line and crept along the forest path.

Then suddenly everything went haywire.

At the rear of the team was a female Eldar dinosaur cavalryman. The tips of her ears twitched slightly, as if she had sensed something. As she turned around, an ugly monster riding a Sinister horse came charging over with an evil smile on his face, laughing wildly:

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Give your soul stones to Prince Pleasure!"

The Eldar woman's eyes widened, and she immediately turned around to take down her rifle. Just as she pressed the trigger button, a huge crab claw swung over, and the sharp blade instantly cut through her gun barrel.

The charging chamber of the Star Dart Rifle exploded into a ball of scorching white fire. The Eldar dinosaur rider fell backwards. The dinosaur under his crotch turned its head and opened its mouth wide, pretending to roar, but was immediately pierced through the head by the purple tongue that suddenly shot out of the mouth of Slaanesh's horse.

The Slaanesh champion pursued the enemy with his sword, stabbing another dinosaur trooper through the chest with the sharp adamantium blade in his hand. A stream of blood gushed out from the tip of the blade that broke through the chest.

The cavalrymen in the front row reacted, turned around, drew their star pistols, and pulled the trigger at the Slaanesh Champion. As the air was filled with deadly, razor-sharp bullets, the flesh and blood of the Slaanesh Champion was easily cut through.

At such a close distance, several star dart pistols fired continuously at the Slaanesh champion, and the black monomolecular disc darts tore the opponent's arms and chest. However, Slaanesh's pet ignored this, and her pink crab claws once again slashed into the Eldar warrior's abdomen, and then lifted him up high.

As the male Eldar warriors in the air screamed loudly due to the gushing blood, the sensitive female Eldar warriors could not help but shed tears. The Slaanesh Champion grabbed the victim's neck and pulled the blade out of his body. She pulled the dying Savage Eldar close to her and opened her mouth to bite.

"roar--"

Several bipedal mounts that looked like dinosaurs surrounded the Slaanesh champion, opened their bloody mouths and madly bit the Slaanesh champion. The Slaanesh demon let out a terrible neigh. Several Savage Eldar cavalrymen seemed to realize that long-range weapons were not very effective. They threw away their star dart pistols, picked up lances and war blades, and attacked the Slaanesh champion.

The Slaanesh champion had no choice but to throw away the Eldar corpse in her hand and wield her crab claws and sharp blades to fight the enemy. She was worthy of being Slaanesh's favorite. Not only was she not afraid of pain, but she also had superb swordsmanship. However, two fists were no match for four hands, and she was soon stabbed all over her body. Finally, the Savage Eldar warrior cut off her neck with a knife, and the Slaanesh horse under her crotch turned into fragments and disappeared into the real universe.

The four Savage Eldar warriors who had luckily survived were almost all wounded. They gasped for breath and stared blankly at the broken corpse of their first and last member in front of them. These naturally sensitive psychic races smelled a terrible aura on the corpse, which belonged to the terrifying existence that destroyed the ancient Eldar empire.

A terrifying existence that one dares not even call out its name.

The four of them gathered together to discuss and decided to give up the exploration and return to the webway first.

The Eldar cavalry jumped off the dinosaur and planned to collect the bodies of their comrades. At this moment, the noise of the engine came together with the whistling sound that broke through the air. The surrounding jungle trees were blown to pieces by the strong wind, followed by the roar of heavy bombs.

"Boom boom boom boom boom…"

The two Savage Eldar warriors were knocked down instantly.

The Deinonychus were covered in blood and fell down wailing.

The two of them were left, and they saw a dark shadow falling from the sky.

…

Satfaran put on the gravity gloves, lifted up the Savage Eldar locked in the stasis field, moved it, and finally fixed it behind the jet motorcycle.

This was a single-seat jet motorcycle with limited space. Satfaran looked down and finally picked up a dart rifle and a power blade.

Then the Raven Guard walked over to the body of the Slaanesh Champion and stood there, waiting patiently and quietly.

…

I don't know how much time passed.

A cold and familiar force gradually flowed into the veins of the Slaanesh Champion. Her broken and leaky body began to regain life in extreme pain. The woman suddenly twitched, twisted, and spasmed, screaming in a melody of pain and bliss until she orgasmed.

The open wounds on her chest and back were slowly healing, and she began to regain movement, first with a slight tremor in her fingers, then in her arms, then in her legs... until her whole body was restored to its original state. She gained new strength, and in the desperate situation of being on the verge of death, the blessing of Slaanesh made her even stronger.

"Huh…"

The half-man, half-woman's chest rose and fell violently.

The woman suddenly opened her eyes.

Then, a huge figure wearing black and gold power armor came into her sight, as well as the abstract golden crow logo on the shoulder armor that looked familiar to her.

The woman's eyes slowly widened and the color slowly drained from her face.

"You're awake."

Even though the man was wearing a helmet, the woman could still hear a hint of teasing in his deep voice.

"The reason why I stayed here and waited for you to wake up is because I wanted you to die with a clear mind, so that you would know who killed you... It was not easy for you to escape from my hands once. You can feel proud now."

Seeing that the woman didn't speak, Sartrefan spoke to himself.

After saying that, he raised one palm.

"No!!!"

Seeing the familiar lightning claws begin to flash blue arcs that disintegrate the force field, the woman opened her mouth and roared angrily. Before she could struggle to dodge, the sharp claws swung down and her eyes went black.

She lost consciousness, again.

Satfaran looked at the Slaanesh champion who had turned into a strip in front of him, stood up and walked to the jetbike parked nearby, took out a slightly larger weapon from the side of the vehicle - a double-barreled melta gun, held it in his hand, inserted the end of the tube into the jetbike's fuel tank, aimed at the woman's corpse and pulled the trigger.

"Boom~"

Blue flames gushed out.

The twisted and mutated corpse of the Slaanesh champion quickly turned into a pile of ash and a wisp of smoke in the flames.

Scattered in the wind.

...

Karnak III, the hive city.

Satfaran handed the Eldar prisoner in his hand to Kalamanda. Captain Nightbat picked up the Eldar woman with a gagged and angry face in one hand and walked into the prison with a smile.

In the conference room.

"The Savage Eldar have also appeared?"

Fu Qinghai asked with a frown.

He turned to look at the planetary governor:

"Have there been any reports of sightings of the Eldar in the past on the planet Karnak III, no, in the entire Karnak system?"

The planetary governor shook his head:

"As far as I know, sir, there are none in the entire Octareus Sector. For most residents of the Hive World, the Eldar are still just stories in myths and legends."

What's going on?

Now Fu Qinghai is becoming more and more interested in the mysterious "thing" mentioned by the Chaos Space Marine.

The warring behaviors of the Khorne Warbands and the Orks can be explained by coincidence. The Dark Apostles and the Savage Eldar are not war maniacs. The former also like to stir up trouble, but the latter live in seclusion. What on earth is attracting them to this unremarkable hive world of Karnak III?

As we all know, the Orks are nicknamed Greenskins, the Necrons are nicknamed Pork Ribs, the Space Marines are nicknamed Cans, the Imperial Guards are nicknamed Big Heads... and the nickname of the Eldar is "Bean Sprouts", because both men and women of the Eldar are generally tall and slender, and their armor is not thick, so they look very slim.

Eldar = bean sprouts, so by analogy, the Ark Eldar are white bean sprouts, the Dark Eldar are black bean sprouts, the Harlequin Eldar are flower bean sprouts, and the Savage Eldar are wild bean sprouts.

The Savage Eldar have the lowest presence among the several Eldar tribes, even lower than the Eldar Pirates, not only because they live a secluded life, but also because GW has not set up a detailed setting.

Sartefraan handed over the seized bean sprout weapons - the Star Dart Rifle and the Power Blade - to Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Although most of the Wild Eldar have returned to their primitive nomadic lifestyle (herding dinosaurs), the Savage Eldar still retain some technology from the ancient Eldar Empire. It cannot be said that they are much worse than the Ark Eldar and the Dark Eldar. They can also manufacture Eldar-exclusive weapons such as Star Darts.

There are many types of shuriken weapons, including shuriken pistols for individual soldiers, shuriken projectiles and shuriken cannons for vehicle-mounted weapons. Fu Qinghai picked up a black sheet that Sarte Fran had picked up on the battlefield, a round shuriken, and it was said that there were also star-shaped and triangular ones - the bored space elves liked to spend their time and energy designing these useless shapes.

The Adeptus Mechanicus has always wanted to copy the Star Dart weapon, but has never succeeded. The launching principle of the Star Dart weapon is very simple, but the processing conditions do not meet the requirements of the Star Dart ammunition.

Fu Qinghai gave up after playing with it for a while, feeling that it was meaningless. The Shuriken weapon has a very fast firing rate, but because it has no rifling, its range and accuracy are actually not very good. Its penetration is very strong, but its stopping power is insufficient - in other words, it will directly penetrate a person. If you encounter a person with strong vitality, such as the Tyranids and Orks, they will still fight you even with dozens of holes on their bodies.

Some people may find it strange that even the Mechanicus cannot replicate something, but the degenerate nomadic bean sprouts of the Savage Eldar can actually produce it?

Because the industry of the Eldar is strictly speaking a magical industry, which does not require forges or workshops. In theory, it only requires a few bonesingers to play flutes on the spirit bones, and they can produce anything from daily necessities to Ark Worlds.

This is why Fu Qinghai has little interest in Eldar and Orc technology—it's not that they are not powerful, but that they cannot be used.

Throughout the entire Warhammer 40K universe, he is only interested in the technology of the Necrons and the Earth Clan of the Tau Empire.

"Let's go check on the Eldar prisoner."

Fu Qinghai put down the Star Dart Rifle and said.

...

At the same time, deep in the equatorial jungle.

An Eldar jetbike roared past.

Saramand Uslan, sitting on a red jet motorcycle, looked at the corpses of his fellow tribesmen all over the ground. His face turned ashen in an instant. He gritted his teeth and clenched the scimitar in his hand.

...

(End of this chapter)