Chapter 98 88. Stop showing off, know that you have the original body.
A deflagration blaster is lying quietly on the table. The blue charging coil is flashing with dim light at this moment, telling others that this weapon is not used at this moment. Recharge.
Deflagration blasting gun is a type of plasma gun. This kind of gun is generally loved by senior technical priests. The overweight and thick gun body is surrounded by circles of charging coils, which can make the fired plasma reach a temperature approaching that of a star.
The average Space Marine does not equip it, as it overheats too easily, but skilled Tech-priests know how to appease the Machine Spirit, or in other words, control the time and frequency of its use to minimize the number of overheats.
Hades was humming a tune and was changing the shape of the gun's handle to make it more suitable for the servo suit on the back.
Every technical sergeant always carries something on his back based on his personal preferences. The most common ones are the servo arm, which is convenient for repair and helps you crush the enemy's skull, or the phlogiston welding torch, which makes your enemy shine while welding. Or it could be a plasma cutter, which allows your enemy to experience the joy of head-to-body division while cutting.
So, don’t mess with the technical sergeants. After studying hard for thirty years, the opponent will have at least three more arms than you.
As for Hades, he didn't have such imagination. He just wanted to weld the deflagration blasting gun to his back and give the opponent a sword of the Lion King.
In the past, Hades would encounter situations where he was holding a sickle to contend with in many melee battles, but now? A gun suddenly appeared from behind me, and if it exploded, I would die!
If it weren't for the fact that the operation of the power armor backpack involves some key issues of the Mechanicus, which only provide these to religious technical sergeants, and operating the backpack does require a long training time, otherwise Hades would think that he would be able to provide motivation. A is modified to have a human hand and a mechanical arm.
Make Melee more loyal!
Feeling that Hades was transforming the gun body, the deflagration blaster sent several chaotic waste codes towards Hades.
Generally, small weapons like this sometimes have organic souls, but not many. They can only reluctantly express their emotions to Hades. Hades played the code given by Lao Che with ease, so the deflagration bolt gun disappeared again. reacted.
Humming a little tune, Hades modified happily. There was no temporary job added here, and no superior suddenly asked him to work. He could learn what he liked according to his own learning progress, and the tools and materials were provided free of charge. .
He also had a free assistant. Jin would come over to deliver parts to Hades from time to time according to Hades's request, and concentrate on being a tool man.
Compared to the battlefield, this place is simply heaven!
When it was time to eat, Hades reluctantly put down the gun in his hand. In fact, he had just painted it with a costume.
According to the gun's own requirements and Hades's aesthetics, the entire gun is extremely dark. Only a few edges are outlined with the moss green of the Death Guard, and the death guard's pale skulls stand out above the charging coil. , every time it is charged, the pale skeleton will light up, staring at its prey.
Seeing Hades get up, Jin walked over skillfully and helped Hades clean up the debris.
Unlike ordinary technical sergeants who just walked away, Hades bent down and smiled,
"Ah Jin, the one who got some food. Something?"
A series of angry garbled words began to appear. Hades thought that if he was not still working under the Jordan Sage, Jin would have cursed,
"No!"
"Lord Hades of the Death Guard,"
Jin gritted his teeth, Literally,
"Actually, most of the food on Mars is used to supply diplomats, imperial envoys on Mars, and some sages who are interested in eating. Otherwise, there will be no other food on Mars."
Hades blinked,
"Didn't you bring me some food before?"
Jin was momentarily stuck, but in just a moment, he returned to his aggressive technical servant,
"That's... that's because I thought you could. You could."
His voice trailed off again.
Hmm.
Hades felt that it was really not time to give the other party a pat on the back.
Hades looked serious and said,
"Okay, Jin, it's okay. If I don't have anything to eat, I'll go back and ask other technical sergeants." "Don't
worry, you've been with me for so long, I'll definitely introduce you to the Death Guard when I come back later. Here you go."
Then Hades instantly returned to a relaxed state. He patted Jin on the shoulder,
"If you rely on the Death Guard to get promoted and make a fortune on Mars, don't forget me."
Jin's electronic eyes flashed, full of excitement. The angry symbols on the screen exploded again.
Maybe it's because a new batch of technical sergeants from the Ultramarines came over yesterday. Today's canteen is particularly lively. Because Hades came a little late after chatting with Jin, most of the Space Marines have already finished eating and are sitting and chatting with each other. .
Hades naturally took the bowl handed by the servitor, and then decisively sat down in the most crowded place, where a group of ultramarines and war dogs were chatting, and Emperor Fist and Iron Hand also occasionally said a few words.
Seeing Hades coming, the veterans who had long been used to it ignored him and continued their own topics. However, the recruits who just arrived yesterday glanced at Hades from time to time.
Hades didn't respond and listened to them while scooping up porridge.
However, Servius saw Hades coming and handed over a box of something like biscuits,
"Try it? Our Macragge specialty."
Hades reached out decisively,
and then listened to their chatter while chewing biscuits.
A few of them were talking about fighting the original body or the Emperor. Unlike Hades, most technical sergeants would stay in the Legion for a few years and experience the war before being sent to Mars.
The Iron Hands were talking about their previous battles with Fainus. In the Iron Hands' vision, the tall original body was like fine steel, rationally analyzing various changes on the battlefield, and ruthlessly pouring artillery fire on the enemy formation.
But their primarch would also visit the wounded warriors after the war, communicate with them, and inquire about the smallest details on the battlefield, so as to better reduce damage in the next war and protect his heirs.
Alexandran the Iron Hand was calmly recounting a meeting between Faenus and him at the moment. He had simply engraved the details of the incident in his mind, as if reporting an academic paper.
But of course Hades knows that this guy is showing off, but unlike other legions, because of the original body's love for technology, the technical sergeants of the Iron Hands are quite respected in the legion, and may become legions. The father of steel.
Hades didn't care and continued to scoop porridge, but he felt that the War Dogs around him were about to cry.
Of course, the atmosphere at the Iron Warriors in the distance didn't look good either.
Hades blinked. Normally at this time, it would be him or Servius who would change the topic, but Hades didn't have this intention now. He stared in the direction of the war dog, thinking about what the future would say, and
then As expected, Servius came out to interrupt the conversation,
"I believe that under the leadership of the Emperor, the lost planet and the original body will eventually return to the embrace of the Empire."
"Maybe the next one to be found will be your original body. Don't be discouraged, brother." "
Thank you."
War Dog Perez sighed.
Seeing that the topic was broken, Servius decided to let a more professional person come. He looked at Hades and said,
"The original master of the Death Guard has just returned. Have you met your father, Hades?
" Wusi's original intention was to let Hades change the topic casually, because only War Dog, Iron Yong and Hades had not talked about their original body.
Hades' hand shaking as he scooped the porridge.
Hmm. In this case, does he really want to tell the truth?
"I'm not familiar with our legion commander. We've only met him a few times."
He scooped up porridge without changing his expression, his heart not skipping a beat.
"The legion commander just came back, and the affairs of the legion are pretty much the same."
"There's no need to be too pessimistic, brother. ."
Hades swallowed a mouthful of porridge and said in the direction of the war dog.
Hey. The War Dogs have a clear military discipline and are eager for their original body.
Although Hades can't immediately parachute divine soldiers or something to Wrath Rhea.
But at least, he has to remind the War Dog brothers how many times. sentence.
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