Chapter 467 Familiar Technique

Assault torpedoes were born in the war ten thousand years ago. Osde still remembers the good days when he rode assault torpedoes to break through the warships of the yellow-skinned idiots.

Every time he pulled the trigger, a bullet with humiliating words could be embedded in their foreheads and helmet eyepieces. As long as he watched the yellow-skinned idiots fall one by one, his heart was filled with the joy of venting.

But now. What he has to face is no longer the warship of the yellow-skinned idiots, but a ship that seems to have been preserved from the golden age, cannot be fully fired, and is also trapped in the interference of electronic demons.

"We can seize this ship." A soldier suggested to Osde.

Osde knew that this kid, the gene seed that cloned this guy was mixed with some World Eaters and Space Wolves, and his personality was a bit restless.

"Be quiet! I have my own ideas!"

Coldly scolding him to shut up, Osde didn't want to say anything more to these rookies who had fought for longer than he had trained. He didn't care about their lives. He only cared whether he could leave a mark in his father's heart, even if it was only for a second.

"We can seize this ship! Then counterattack the empire! Fill all the worlds with our order and furnace!"

The soldiers with only more than a hundred years of combat experience were clamoring, which made Osde more impatient and irritable.

"Enough! I said shut up! I am your commander!" Osde drew his gun at the most cheerful soldier and shot him twice in the chest.

The explosive shells failed to penetrate the armor, but only left a very dangerous deep pit, but this was enough to deter these soldiers to keep quiet.

Damn it. I knew that the goods produced by that idiot Fabius were not so reliable. If I can survive, I must have a good exchange with the nurses under Fabius.

Osde looked at the detector. He could see from the data that most of the warship was black, which meant that the armor was either too thick or solid.

But no matter what the situation was, the assault torpedoes could not break through these black areas by cutting lasers.

Only the engine and the bridge at the rear could be scanned by the detector. Osde could not see any sailors or servants, nor did he see the defenders inside the hull.

The ship was empty, with only two life signals on the bridge. One of the life signals was so strong that Osde even suspected that there was a gene original body inside.

"May my father bless us."

Osde prayed, and then divided the assault torpedoes into two teams, one team heading towards the rear engine area, and the other team led by him to the bridge area to see the situation. If possible, they would seize control of the warship, so that his father would not have to do these troublesome things.

Thinking of this, Osde looked back at the situation of the Sand Blacksmith Fleet. As he expected, the damn blacksmith had opened the subspace portal, but he just didn't leave. It was obvious that he was observing the situation at the edge of the battlefield.

It seems that he didn't expect that there was still an ancient electronic demon here. Hehe.

Osde narrowed his eyes. If he could take charge of this giant ship, the next moment he would fire and destroy the Sander blacksmith who threatened him.

The sound of thermal cutting of the assault torpedo came, and the whole cabin was flashing red lights. The shaking and bumping sounded, and Osde was ready for the assault.

The door opened and fell to the ground. Osde and other iron warriors rushed out, holding explosives and various weapons, and observing the situation inside the bridge with eyepieces.

"Hello." Lin Fan smiled and waved at them.

A mortal? Mortals in the golden age? Trap? Disguise?

Osde looked at Lin Fan's smiling face and couldn't understand it all for a while. He thought he could see the rain of bullets from various automatic weapons, but he never thought that this bridge was clean and tidy far beyond his imagination.

No matter what, he needed to seize the ship, and the former owner of the ship would naturally die in their hands.

From the shock of opening the door to reacting, it only took a standard heartbeat of a Space Marine. Osde and his soldiers raised their weapons almost at the same time, with their fingers on the trigger.

The bullet did not shoot, and Osde was sure that his finger had pressed the trigger. This could only be understood as this person using special means to block the shooting process of the weapon.

Taking out the chainsaw sword with his backhand, Osde rushed towards Lin Fan without any pause, and slashed his neck with a quick horizontal slash.

"I don't like to clean up, and I don't like the smell of gunpowder. You should be more obedient."

Osde's movements stopped in mid-air, and the fast-swinging chainsaw sword failed to chop Lin Fan's neck, and only brought a gust of air to his face.

"Witchcraft."

Feeling that he had lost control of his armor and even had difficulty turning his head, Osde could already think of the state of other soldiers.

"Witchcraft?" Odemeier's voice sounded, and she used strong magnetic fields and strong gravity to lock the Iron Warrior's movements with disdain, "If what I am doing can be called witchcraft, then what are you using?"

"Uh." Oside was speechless. He only felt that his armor was squeezing his body tightly, and even his reinforced bone plates could not support such a huge force.

Lin Fan asked Odemeier if they left any marks on the ship. When he got a positive reply, Lin Fan began to check the status of these Iron Warriors one by one.

"Hmm. The appearance of old-fashioned armor. These people are highly contaminated. Could it be clones with skin grafting technology?"

After taking off the helmets of the Iron Warriors and kneading the skin on their faces, Lin Fan decided to let Odemaier do the execution of these people.

"You. Are you using me?" Oside squeezed out a word from his teeth. He raised his head stubbornly so that he could look at Lin Fan with angry eyes.

"It can't be considered as using. We just catered to your ideas. If Perturabo really came, I would

Lin Fan stuck out his tongue. The way he teased the Iron Warriors looked quite lewd.

"You!" Oside wanted to curse, but his body was pressed to the ground by the gravity field and he could no longer get up. Only some weak breathing sounds could be heard.

Odemaier cleared these Iron Warriors out and repaired the gap in the assault torpedo that had just been opened.

The entire ship regained power again, and Shande Blacksmith ran away when he saw this.

Relic: Lin Fan Armor