Chapter 267 Countermeasures
Fingel's words immediately reminded Lu Mingfei.
Since Sergeant Alchemy is an alien, why didn't His Majesty the Emperor give him any revelation? Do you want to test your insight and loyalty?
If this is the case, then Lu Mingfei is obviously unqualified. Not only did he not recognize the alien, he even actually regarded the alien as his battle brother at some point.
But...it's hard to explain. When supporting the Vatican, Sergeant Alchemy made it clear that he had received a "divine gift" from His Majesty the Emperor. The Sky Eagle Armor and the Jingyue Great Sword that had evolved to completely kill demons were the most effective. Good evidence.
How could the Emperor allow the "divine descend" to fall on the alien?
In the era of the Great Crusade, when the Emperor was still walking on earth, the Emperor's expedition fleet almost wiped out all alien aliens except humans in the entire galaxy - at that time, the Tyranids had not yet invaded, the Necrons had not yet awakened, and the remaining The Eldar shun the Emperor's glory...
The Human Empire's hatred of the aliens was engraved in its genes, especially the Astartes. It was difficult for Lu Mingfei to accept the fact that the glory of the Emperor would fall on the aliens.
"Perhaps His Majesty the Emperor needs its knowledge. This does not mean that His Majesty accepts aliens as our brothers." He said coldly.
Then he realized that his attempt to speculate on His Majesty the Emperor's true thoughts was an act of blasphemy, and he lowered his head and angrily denounced his folly in his mind.
"Fine……"
Fingel stopped talking, feeling that if he continued to speak for Old Tang, he would be labeled "very disloyal" by the group leader.
Now that Sergeant Alchemist was missing and his whereabouts were unknown, he could not guarantee that when he appeared again, it would be the old Tang who feasted with him and watched ballerinas, or the mythical dragon monarch who was violent and full of hatred for humans.
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Driving back to the Holy Blood Museum, Lu Mingfei saw some bullet holes on the statue of Saint Les that he had carved in the courtyard. His anger immediately rose, but he was still suppressed by force.
Two girls were standing on a high platform to carefully and conscientiously repair the statue, with a lot of white dust on their pretty faces; other girls were also busy in the courtyard, cleaning the dried blood on the ground and picking out greenery. Bullet casings in the bushes, planting new green plants...or dragging out a bloody corpse from the flowers, then putting it into a sack and packing it away without changing a look.
The flowers of the Inuyama family showed their tough and reliable side, but they did not get much attention from Lu Mingfei. He ignored the neat and soft salutes of the girls and walked quickly into the museum.
"Don't be discouraged, girls, you are the best!" Fingel followed Lu Mingfei and winked at them, saying "Daddy!".
Attacking the Holy Blood Pavilion is a stupid move. Unless it is to clear the ground with heavy firepower, you will have to face the ultra-dimensional reduction attack of Yuan Jingnu against ordinary hybrids. The ultimate goal is to be covered with the blood of the White King and not find a drop of human blood. Strong hybrids are no joke.
"Welcome back." Chu Zihang came out to greet him. His face was a little pale, and his chest was wrapped with a thick bandage. The charred skin like charcoal on the edge of the bandage could be vaguely seen.
"Are you okay? Brother."
"It's okay, it won't take long for me to recover..." Chu Zihang replied, hesitating to speak.
"I know what you want to say. This is the topic we are going to discuss next." Lu Mingfei raised his hand to stop him, "Go to the combat conference room."
Having said that, there were still three old people attending the meeting: Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, and Fingel.
Yuan Zhennu is still guarding the White King's keel underground. We should be more vigilant now that the heretics have controlled the teleportation technology - Lu Mingfei has thought about grinding the keel into powder and pouring it into the toilet, but considering that His Majesty the Emperor may need This kind of alien skeleton has other uses, so it was not put into action, otherwise the battle group would have another reliable fighting force.
Lu Mingfei looked at the drawing drawn by Fingel. It was the "Chaos Dragon Scion" that Chu Zihang fought against. Although Fingel's drawing skills were worrying, he still recognized what it was from its general appearance——
The Astartes...or heretics created by demons in the shape of the Astartes.
After the Empire won a tragic victory during the "Horus Heresy", the rebellious Legiones Astartes were hunted down by the Imperial army and driven into the "Eye of Terror". Because there is no concept of the passage of time in the subspace, those who Most of the Heretic Astartes who formed the Heretic Warband and reappeared in the Imperial universe were veterans who participated in the Great Crusade thousands of years ago. Their rich combat experience was not something that the Astartes who were new to the general Chapter could compete with.
"Its close combat capabilities are quite strong, and it also possesses 'magic' that is suspected of being a demonic system and the spirit of the dragon clan. Even our bolt gun cannot cause much damage to it," Chu Zihang said in a deep voice, "According to what the heretic tyrant said, this powerful unit can already be mass-produced."
"Before he left, he said that he would ask you, commander, to 'lead a real legion'... He may have wanted to tell us that such a unit has already formed the size of a legion."
"I don't think so. If it was really of this scale, we wouldn't have sent just one over the day before yesterday. We would have sent two more over to Kassel... maybe the number wouldn't be that large," Finger said.
"We have to prepare for the worst. Even if the number of these Chaos Dragon Scions is not large, the power of other heretical troops cannot be underestimated. We now... only have three people. We must apply for support from the academy." Chu Zihang looked serious.
"Then I feel disgusted. After all, the secret party and the academy are guerrilla forces that pretend to be powerful on the public side of society and fight on the secret side. Most dragon slaying relies on burying mercury bombs in dragon coffins. If we really want to engage in a big frontal battlefield, we have to go there. Find the five permanent members of the United Nations..." Fingel glanced at Lu Mingfei and asked in a low voice, "Does the leader have any suggestions?"
"If there are no space torpedoes, then we will use nuclear bombs to destroy them. Brother Chu Zihang is right, our numbers are seriously insufficient, and the devil's methods have no bottom line." Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, the time was still too short, Only less than two months have passed since the discovery of the devil's arrival.
This short period of time is estimated to only be enough to implant a set of organ seeds used by the Astartes into the body of a servitor or slave, but it has not grown yet. Generally, it will take at least a hundred years to assemble the 100 sets of corresponding organs needed to create a chapter;
Even if there are ready-made adapted gene seeds and organs, and they quickly recruit people to implant the gene seeds after sensing the arrival of the devil, the adapters will still have to sleep in the blood museum for ten months to two years...
Demons have no such restriction at all. Perhaps only one of a thousand people can eventually become a powerful Astartes. If they choose to betray and join Chaos, then these thousand people can become hateful heretics.
"You can buy nuclear bombs. Eva has checked on the dark web that there are still a few small nuclear bombs after the separation of the Soviet Union. These are very cheap on the black arms market. You can get one for 10 million, because no one is stupid. The rich will buy this thing for their collection..." Fingel's eyes lit up and he began to make calculations, "After the principal dies, the financial power will probably fall into the hands of the old drunkard. I'll let Eva handle the black money again... maybe we can It can really clear out the nuclear bombs on the market!”
"...Where to detonate it?" Chu Zihang looked strange.
"Of course it's left to the equipment department. Whether it's remote detonation or remote-controlled timed detonation, you can't expect us to move in and detonate it manually, right?" Fingel said.
"What about the location of the detonation? We have to find the devil's lair first. Now...Norton is very likely to have fallen into the hands of the devil. The teleportation technology is evidence. And according to records, the King of Bronze and Fire controls everything in the world. With the power of metal elements, perhaps the nuclear bomb will explode directly on our backs first."
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Listening to the discussion between Chu Zihang and Fingel, Lu Mingfei has been thinking about countermeasures - in fact, there is really very little he can do. Even if he is now the champion warrior of the Wailer, he cannot do it alone. Destroy an army of demons. The beauty of my hometown seems to be about to be shattered, and the shadow of subspace and the quagmire of war are approaching.
"Brother, you are really stubborn." Someone whispered beside him.
The vision was dyed with a layer of solid gray, and a boy wearing an exquisite little suit appeared at the conference table.
"Put your feet down." Lu Mingfei glanced at the other party indifferently.
Lu Mingze stuck out his tongue and put his feet down from the table:
"If it were in the past, I would probably negotiate terms, sign a contract, and make a deal with my brother to solve your problem, but now...my brother is very determined to rely on himself."
"What is the purpose of your appearance? If there is an oracle from His Majesty the Emperor, you should convey it as soon as possible instead of talking nonsense here." Lu Mingfei said coldly.
"It's because His Majesty the Emperor didn't give you an oracle that I'm talking nonsense with you here," Lu Mingze sighed helplessly, "I came out to give you a warning, brother, otherwise, with your temper, brother , when you find the devil's lair, your 'alchemist sergeant' will turn into the shape of chaos."
"Ronald Tang did his best to leave the 'last ripple' for your battle group before his consciousness completely transformed into Norton."