Chapter 63 How Come It's Not a Case of Honso Losing to Ultramar?

"Okay, done."

Soon after their harvest was sent back to the Destiny Steel through the Storm Eagle's relay, the highest-level order was sent back from the bridge.

"Captain Soltarn, the image data you sent back 500 seconds ago has been confirmed, and the target has been identified as a member of the 19th Legion Raven Guard, Nikonna Sharrokin."

It is worthy of being the flagship of the Primarch to be able to match such specific individual data.

The 19th Legion, tsk, very good, another old antique and pseudo-emperor lackey, as if the concentration of rotten corpses and half-dead people here is not high enough.

Soltarn thought in his mind, but did not say it out loud, because his private communication voice was now hanging on the common tactical channel of the two teams.

"The bridge has sent back confirmation. Our mission objectives have been updated. Keep the area safe and cooperate in recovering this hull. Before the mothership's technical team comes here to safely remove it, we must first clear the site for later personnel, establish a temporary base and a safe transportation channel." Soltarn assigned tasks, "Report your armor status, ammunition reserves and power weapons status."

His team members immediately reported their own situations.

At this time, he had a strange feeling that suddenly swept his mind from time to time since he set out from Medlengard: everyone's condition was too good, and his heart, which was as solid as a rock, almost rose up with a feeling of fear.

The environment was too calm, the power armor and weapons were maintained too perfectly, the weapons were in excellent condition, and all energy tanks and magazines were full, so that the veterans who were used to fighting under the most difficult and intense conditions began to feel uneasy routinely.

He adjusted his helmet sensor system and expanded the measurement range to a radius of 400 feet. He used one eye to pay attention to the changes in the scan image. For the time being, there was no movement or target light spots marked as orange and red.

"There are no active targets in the area, it is temporarily safe, please stay alert. I will apply to send an updated scan map to everyone in 15 seconds."

More searchlight beams flashed, and then fixed - Soltan took one of his two searchlights and fixed it to a nearby pillar. His team members did the same. The crisscrossing promethium lights quickly illuminated the deformed space in the empty hull.

The soldiers of the tactical team relied on the Terminator brothers for firepower and stood guard. Maxim led his team to return along the route they entered, leaving their lights along the way.

"The first team is on standby at the original location." Soltan said through the helmet communicator, "The second team is returning along the original route. The latest sensor data has been sent. Bridge, we need the latest scan tactical map."

Julius stood beside Soltan. He heard the reply from the bridge communications officer on the Destiny Steel in his channel. The other party said: "The target point and exit location have been marked in the map." After a flash, the map displayed in their helmets was refreshed.

In the three-dimensional deformed metal structure, a flashing steel skull icon represented their location. Julius could also see the moving light spots representing Maxim and his team and the icon representing the exit location.

In the silent space of the space wreckage, there were only the sounds of armor servers, the footsteps of comrades' metal boots, and the extremely weak operation of the incubator.

"This is too easy. I thought this time there would be something more..." Julius suddenly spoke, and Soltan glanced at it. The acting priest was using a private channel. "A scene that can inspire our fighting will more."

Soltan sneered silently under his helmet. His tattered mandibles and old scars on his throat piled up and wrinkled, pulling the skin of the stone forger because of this action.

"Boy." His hoarse voice sounded like some kind of labored gasp in the respirator, "Believe me, you will not lack such scenes in the future."

"Emperor bless." The priest's skull helmet turned to the Iron Warrior, and the ruby ​​eyepiece looked evil and bright in the shadow of the light. "That's just what I want."

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"This is indeed a spectacular and excellent specimen. I must report to my Lord that you have done a great job. This salvage is definitely worth the money. It's a pity that I was not at the first scene."

In the hall of the expanded pharmacist laboratory, the proud chief pharmacist of the original body checked the ancient culture chamber that took others about dozens of hours of work to transport here.

"How is the cabin it was originally connected to?"

"We checked and found that this is an independent unit," Julius shrugged - Soltan claimed that he had more important things to do, so it became Julius's task to come to the master of pharmacy and complete the handover. "Master Kadomo claimed that we need engineering machinery and gravity sleds, and he sent a whole team of armory intelligent robots over.

"So according to the scan results, after carefully cutting the whole, with the help of the robot, we used the gravity sled to transport this culture chamber out. This is not difficult. In fact, it is more difficult to control how to expand the channel without breaking the remaining debris due to excessive force. "

"Ha, a team of Terminators, a team of Armory robots, if nothing is disturbed by this noise, then it seems that you will not be able to get some Tyranid samples for me from there, what a pity." Hong Suo used his silver metal arm to carefully study how to connect this antique machine to his laboratory system.

Parogov listened quietly and made other preparations for his teacher.

"Tsk tsk, look at the novel design and alien energy supply module of this system. I dare say this guy is bolder and more creative than those mechanical scavengers."

"Mechanical scavengers? What is that, Master Hongsuo."

"Well - Mars - the sect should call it the group of people of the Black Mechanicus."

"So this is not just a lost object of the Empire, but also a product of technological heresy?" Julius immediately looked at the sleeping Astartes inside with concern, "Master Hongsuo, you can't just connect it to the system before a complete investigation and purification ritual of this machine and the people inside is completed."

"You can't control me, little Omar... huh?" The master of medicine raised his head, "Julius, what did you do?"

The think tank apprentice and acting priest took off his skull helmet and locked it on the magnetic lock on his waist.

"Lock your permissions. Like I said, Master Hongsuo," the blond, blue-eyed young priest smiled at the master of alchemy, "the duties and powers of the chapter priests are equal."

"You can't--"

"I can. Master Hongsuo, don't worry, we will let you continue to study it after we are sure it is not contaminated and will not cause contamination."

"How long will it take?!"

"We will do it as soon as possible."

With a strange feeling of victory, Julius began to place many pure marks on the ancient warriors' resting place, and decided to hold an excellent purification ceremony.

Quack!

After six o'clock!

So sleepy--

In addition, there will definitely be characters from other legions and even some otaku groups and circus groups appearing later, don't worry, everyone will have food to eat--

Also, I emphasize again that this article is very disloyal, so don't expect too much loyalty [really?