Because of the information he received, his rationality based on steel and mechanical code was gradually deprived by the fear of "possible death" spread by the remnants of his flesh. Now, it is difficult for him to confirm whether the thoughts lingering in his logic chip are based on battlefield data or the answers given by the fear feedback in his flesh and blood? "Flesh and blood are weak!!!" Just when Father Els was commanding his Crusaders and Servants in a disorganized manner due to the chaotic calculation program of the logic chip in his brain, the Political Commissar's Iron Hand Astartes had already arrived in front of his team, roaring and giving explosive bombs and hot melt as gifts to this technological heretic priest whose brain was already covered with smoke - in just a blink of an eye, these "gifts" completely devoured the area where Father Els was located! "boom----" “Sizzle—————” "Crackling!!!" Accompanied by the sounds of various ammunition exploding and the sounds of metal and flesh being destroyed, in just ten seconds, most of Father Els's subordinates were destroyed. Even Father Els himself, who was hiding behind a bunker, was hit by stray bullets, and his two appendages were blown away along with the bunker - and this further affected Father Els's ability to think - when Father Els finally used the data flow about his subordinates being destroyed that recoiled into his brain to sort out his thinking circuits, the champion veteran in the Political Commissar Sister's team had already charged in front of him. "Rare..." The huge sense of oppression brought pure terror. Father Els, whose mind was devoured by "sensibility" again, was about to beg for mercy, but the weapon of the Iron Hands champion shut him up forever. As this technical heretic priest, who was considered a small command node, was removed, the counterattack of the servitors and the Skitarii in the surrounding area suddenly lost all order and was easily annihilated by the Astartes. They, along with their masters, turned into a mixture of oil, metal fragments, and some organic matter.
——————————————The dividing line between the Hammer guys—————————————————— "Look at you, sister Political Commissar. You were just trying to board a battle and ended up beheading someone. Is that reasonable? What about the continuous advancement of the battle?" As it would not be the turn for his Imperial Fist and White Bean Sprout pieces to be deployed in a short time, Liang Feifan squatted beside the Political Commissar sister, feeling a bit bored, admiring his friend's micro-control skills and giving him pointers from time to time. Upon hearing Liang Feifan's complaints, the Political Commissar sister, who was ordering her pieces not to go deep into the Balaton I space station and to continue looking for more command nodes in the outer ring, raised her eyebrows. "I also want to fight these black oil guys head-on a few times, right? The problem is, you saw how many times the morale of the black oil guys who were playing against me collapsed? To be honest, I have never seen the morale of the oil guys collapsed to this extent on the desktop - especially just now, the mechanical priest's bunker was blown up by me and his body was scratched by me, but he didn't run away and just stood there waiting to die. Why don't I let my champion go up and kill him and wait for the New Year?" ".....Don't mention it, the morale of these guys is really not normal - from a realistic point of view, the morale of the Oilers should be quite stable, how come so many of them were dispersed by your Iron Hand Group?" Since there was nothing much to do in the short term, Egg was frowning as he watched Iron Hand vs. Oil Man. As an old Oil Man hammerer, Egg roughly compared the combat effectiveness of Black Oil Man to his own chess pieces. At first, he thought that although the Iron Hand Regiment of the Political Commissar Sister would definitely be able to gain a foothold after boarding, it might not be able to achieve a good result. It would be OK if it could play a role of continuous taunting, but now... Ji Dan believes that at this pace of battle, it will be no problem for the Political Commissar's Astartes to penetrate the outer ring area of the Balaton I space station before the Chosen Team reaches the central area! "Perhaps it's because they are black oilers, so there is something wrong with their logic circuits. You know, in the background setting of Warhammer and in the novels, the number of times when black oilers have done things that have backfired is not one or two times - but anyway, this matter doesn't affect us much, so don't think too much about it - God's choice! The situation here is very good, sister Political Commissar, how is your infiltration going?" "It's a smooth journey. However, Sister Political Commissar, please be careful. Based on what I and the Astartes of the Wolf Regiment have observed on the way, there is a high probability that the thing you are fighting now is a bunch of cannon fodder used to buy time - there is a lot of heavy firepower in this space station. If they join the battle, your Astartes' defense will definitely not be able to withstand it!" "Don't worry, my Iron Hands will definitely hold out until you and the Wolfs reach the main control center. You know, I brought a lot of 'good stuff' with my Iron Hands chess piece. If these black oil guys really send out some big guys to play with me, I would be more than happy." The political commissar responded to the Chosen One in a tone of "Ah, I'm eager to have fun", and issued a battle order to the Iron Hand chess pieces that had encountered a new enemy. The Iron Hands who received the order instantly dispersed and formed a wall made of boarding shields, then raised their weapons together, locked onto the bunker at the end of the road and the enemies behind the bunker, and pulled the trigger. The death storm composed of melta and explosive bombs once again blew through the Balaton-1 space station. 31. Against Balaton Battle - Raven Assault Large plates of metal engraved with blasphemous runes of unknown meaning. From time to time, strange devices flashed with lightning that was obviously from the supernatural realm. Even just flowing through the pipes, this mixed energy can make people feel uncomfortable. There were also strange mechanical servants whose bodies had undergone obvious mutations, and combat weapons of different appearances and sizes that were equipped with weapons that were obviously different from heretical weapons. All of this was seen by the Space Wolves Astartes, led by the Raven Guard Champion Veteran Chess Piece who was chosen by God to descend. Although the owner of the Balaton I Space Station chose to lead his guards to the outer ring area to command the battle at close range because he was worried that the internal communication system of the space station had been contaminated by waste code from unknown sources, this did not mean that the Balaton Central Area had become an undefended place. In fact, one important reason why Qi Qilong dared to make the choice to leave the central area and go to the outer ring was that he had considerable confidence in the autonomous defense system of the core area of the upgraded Balaton I Space Station. He was very sure that the products of these forbidden technologies could easily tear apart the blind invaders - if there were any - and turn them into nutrients for his space station.
However, in front of the chosen one, all of Qi Qilong's assumptions were invalid. In the flow of shadows, the strange mechanical servants or other things standing guard at key positions were "gently" destroyed without triggering alarms and then quietly shut down. Under the tearing of the power claws, the energy lines of the heretical equipment used as roadblocks or other things were easily cut off and then "welded" just right to look like nothing was wrong at first glance. When the dark crow appeared and flew over a certain area, it meant that the blasphemous creations in that area would be cleared within fifteen seconds - whether they were flesh and blood or machines. "...the howling winds of Fenris' coldest seasons are not as deadly as he. The most lurking beasts of Fenris are not as graceful as he. Of all the sons of Corax I have ever seen, he is the one who best fits the form of the Raven King." Seeing that the Chosen One who led the team used no more effort than eating to easily turn a bunch of things that they thought might be a bit troublesome along the way into useless garbage, the Galli Wolf's respect for the mysterious Raven Guard champion veteran who had not told them his real name so far soared to a new level - and beside him, the eyes behind the helmet of Dur Howling Fang were shining. This relatively young warrior among the Astartes made up his mind that after the Morton Hess system returned to the embrace of the Empire, assuming that the veteran was willing, he would definitely learn the infiltration skills from the veteran - not to learn the abilities of the Raven Guard based on their Primarch, but to learn how to accurately lock the route to be solved by the invasion, where it is, and how to deal with it best! Of course, if these wolf group men really knew how the chosen ones did all this, they probably wouldn't think so... "Left, right—OK, that's the line—solved, done—" The Chosen One, who had no idea that the Wolf Group men were about to see him go, stretched out his hand and tapped it gently in front of him, using the power of the chess piece of the Raven Guard champion veteran as his descended body and the fool-proof operation panel provided by the Emperor to quickly confirm the function of each line behind the metal plate that he had pried open. After finding the most important line inside, the Chosen One immediately short-circuited it, causing all the autonomous weapons along the way to go offline. Moreover, after completing the short-circuit operation, the Chosen One followed the prompt and pulled another wire over to connect it to the main line to delay the alarm. His movements were so precise that the alarm lights and sirens hanging on the wall remained silent after he completed the operation. After solving the problem of the autonomous weapons in the corridor ahead, he scanned the map to make sure there was nothing to pay extra attention to. The God's Chosen's hand 'slid' in front of his eyes and used the ability of 'Shadow Incarnation'. Then, he followed an area with extremely dense shadows due to the light, and passed through this paralyzed corridor of about 500 meters in length without causing any disturbance. He touched the two machines standing next to a huge door at the end of the corridor. On both sides of this heavy door, there was a machine with an extraordinary shape that was constantly scanning to guard against any possible invasion... Gah, it’s over in seconds. "Be alert. I sense an unreal atmosphere behind this door. There is a high possibility that some dirty and evil rituals are going on behind this door." After reminding the Wolf Group Astartes who followed him into the hall that there might be something bad behind the door and asking them to prepare for battle, the Chosen One, who had already determined that the two gatekeepers that he had clawed could not be "resurrected", walked to the door guarded by the two things, raised his left hand, and pried open an area that was "marked" in his field of vision, revealing the control circuit hidden behind it. "Hmm.....it should be like this, maybe it's easier to use this method?" After thinking for a while about how to crack this thing, the Chosen God stretched out his right hand, extended a cable from the power armor, and connected it to an interface in the control circuit - slightly interacting with the The Waste Code, which was 'contributed' by the Oil Man chess piece and the Spare Ribs chess piece, wandering inside the space station, made some contact, then called out to Silence and the Egg, asking them to help him - soon, the door slowly opened with a harsh friction sound. but...... As the door slowly opened, the hellish scene behind the door was completely revealed to the Astartes. At the same time, a sound wave composed of thousands of shrill voices, which was totally unbearable for mortals, rolled out from behind the door and hit the Astartes directly. The sound was so terrible that Dur Howling Fang couldn't help but clench his teeth! "!!!" Under the operation of a group of things with only God knows how many 'human' characteristics left, countless living people - or people who could only be barely considered alive were tied to various torture instruments and tortured madly. Their blood and wailing sounds 'echoed' throughout the entire hall, stirring up circles of subspace ripples that normal people could not see - in the eyes of the Chosen One, these subspace ripples were very clearly guided, extending to a row of things engraved with the Chaos Octagram placed in the hall - there was no need to ask the other Hammer guys, the Chosen One had already seen what was being made in this hall. "These hateful technological heretics are trying to please the Warp with the emotional fluctuations caused by the pain and torture suffered by humans, so as to guide the power of supernatural existence from the Warp, so that those desecrated machines can be transformed into hybrid creations related to the evil existence of the Warp. It seems that our stealth invasion mission needs to add a side quest... In any case, we can't let such things appear in the mortal world." After whispering in the communicator to explain to the men of the Wolf Group what horrific things had happened inside, the Chosen One suddenly activated his power claws, fully powered the jet pack behind him, and turned into a shadow of death and pounced on the technological heretics closest to him who had not had time to figure out the situation because the door had inexplicably opened - the shadow passed by, and the body decomposed! "Brothers of the Wolf Pack! Follow me to annihilate these technological heretics! Destroy those contaminated machine spirits! We cannot let their ritual succeed! For the greater good... for the Emperor!!" ——————————————Qi Qilong’s dividing line———————————————————— "???" At the moment when the Chosen and the Wolf Group men attacked the technical heretics in the hall, Qi Qilong, who was leading his troops to the outer ring area, suddenly stopped and raised his right main mechanical limb. He looked at a gem embedded in it with a mysterious symbol, and the logical circuits in his mind were running wildly. The communication mechanism of this alarm gem he had recently developed was attached to the subspace, and it was Qi Qilong's attempt to use new knowledge. However, because Qi Qilong had discovered in previous experiments that this gem had a small probability of "false alarm", the technical heretic was not sure whether the alarm was really a problem that needed to be reported or just a simple error? "The Analysis-Decoding-Reduction-Core Laboratory was attacked? How is that possible?" Using the code signal stored in his brain, Qi Qilong soon deciphered the message that the rune on the gem wanted to express. This answer almost overloaded one of Qi Qilong's thinking circuits. The core laboratory was the most heavily guarded place in the central area of the Balaton I space station. The intensity of the surrounding security was second only to the main control room of the space station. No, it might have surpassed the main control room. Why was it invaded without any signs? Moreover, when such a thing happened, only one new technology alerted me, and the other defense systems showed that everything was normal. Could it be that the main system of the entire space station has been replaced with useless code? "boom--------!!!" However, Qi Qilong did not have much time to think. Before he could find a reasonable way to confirm the authenticity of the news, a huge red box popped up in front of him "appropriately" - after confirming the information contained in the red box, Qi Qilong immediately put the "core laboratory" being silently invaded, which logically calculated that the probability of occurrence was less than , into the category of "deal with it later", and continued to rush towards the outer ring with full concentration.
After all, according to the latest news, if it doesn't go to the outer ring area to regroup its troops, those dogs of the pseudo-emperor will probably break through the entire outer ring area! 32. The Battle against Balaton - The Strange Reasoning of the Technological Heretic The corridor was blown into pieces and might be easier to rebuild than to repair. It was burned into a large mass, and it was obvious at a glance that there was no need to rescue the line. There are all kinds of biomass and special metal fragments scattered on the ground, which may be difficult to be processed in the recycling station. It was a big hole that was obviously deliberately bombarded without considering the difficulty of maintenance at all, just to create a straight line. When Qi Qilong finally arrived at the outer ring area and had his guards manually open the blockade door that could not accurately identify his identity due to the spread of waste code, the terrible scene reflected in his image capture system and the fact that he was getting off the line in the outer ring that was still in operation. The downloaded images and sounds almost caused this technological heretic to overheat his processing system. The outer ring area of the Balaton I space station can be said to have been destroyed, completely destroyed! Even if he wiped out all the invasion forces of the empire now, the current situation of the Balaton I space station, which has lost at least 15% of its performance, cannot be compensated! From the parameter point of view, the comprehensive performance of the Balaton II space station, as the "companion space station" of Balaton I, is only about % lower than that of the Balaton I space station. In other words, if he fails to get anything valuable in this battle, then... Just wait for the identity of Space Station 1 and Space Station 2 to be swapped! Now the Balaton world does not have so much idle productivity to repair the outer ring of its own space station! "All troops in the outer ring, immediately concentrate in the XXX-XXX area, and avoid exchanging fire with the enemy as much as possible. Repeat, all troops in the outer ring, immediately concentrate in the XXX-XXX area, and avoid exchanging fire with the enemy as much as possible." Thinking of this horrifying possibility, Qi Qilong, who did not want to become the 'Stationmaster of Balaton II Space Station', immediately forced his thinking circuits and chips to cool down. While trying to gather the remaining soldiers in the outer ring area so that they could play a role in the next battle, he desperately analyzed all the intelligence he had in his possession to determine the goal of this boarding imperial force - However, after a series of data flows and precise calculations, Qi Qilong found that he had reached an inexplicable high-probability conclusion. ——These lackeys of the false emperor who came over to board the ship were here to destroy the outer ring! They didn't even direct their military force to deeper places! "......?" With this conclusion as a basis, Qi Qilong, who felt that something was not right, immediately "brought up" the message that he thought was "most likely a false alarm" not long ago, which was only sent by his new technology. He also conducted a joint calculation with the conclusion that "the false emperor's dog simply wanted to destroy the outer ring". After about two seconds, Qi Qilong's chip output a secondary conclusion that surprised him extremely - If this inference and intelligence are true, then it means that the enemies advancing all the way in the outer ring are all baits, and there is another force that has infiltrated the space station without his knowledge! What if there really is such a force and it has successfully infiltrated without attracting any attention from him, and is also attacking the laboratory in the central area? That means that a bunch of systems in the Balaton 1 space station, especially the alarm system, are already 95% disabled, if not 100%! If this happens, my chances of winning this battle will be very miserable! "The success rate calculation is complete. The probability of victory in the operation is zero. Calculating the backup plan. The success rate of the backup plan is zero. The data calculation is complete." As a large amount of data was input, the chip in Qi Qilong's brain directly output the final answer - if these situations were linked together, his chance of winning this battle would be zero, and there was no need to fight at all. Oh, and there was no need to escape, because there was no way to escape. "......" Qi Qilong, who did not think that his future would inevitably lead to a zero-win situation, directly launched the remaining flesh and blood emotion module, ignoring the probability of this possibility, and packed the answers generated by this series of reasoning into the recycling bin. Then, he reasoned again based on this information from the beginning. "Calculation completed, results started to be output——" This time, after removing the answer with the highest probability, Qi Qilong came up with the answer that "the invaders of the Empire did not have the new structural diagram of the Balaton I space station, so the battle area was always located in the outer ring." Based on this answer, the technical heretic quickly calculated the new winning rate and the combat strategy to improve the winning rate - the victory was very high, very good, Qi Qilong felt that his circuit had finally "cooled down" a little. "Further reasoning, the operation begins——" After getting this answer, Qi Qilong spent another half a minute to make various estimates, calculating all the possibilities except the route with zero winning rate, and then came up with tactical plans to deal with these situations. After nearly three minutes of tossing and turning, he finally felt that the matter was foolproof after coming up with more than ten possibilities and corresponding treatment methods. "All troops, start moving, advance plan, A!" ————————————————The dividing line between the Hammer guys—————————————————————— "Excuse me, how long will it take you to finish this space station? My drop pods are thirsty."
On top of the Queen of Glory, Liang Feifan was boredly arranging his own bean sprouts to continue monitoring the subspace fluctuation reactions of Baraton and Udal in the space orbit, while asking questions about the combat time of the Hammer guys related to the battle in the Baraton I space station - after watching the Iron Hand chess piece of the Political Commissar sister wandering around the outer ring of the Baraton I space station for so long, he was already itching to do something big. "It shouldn't be long. Judging from the map, the leader of the traitor in this space station is already moving towards me. If nothing unexpected happens, he will fall into the ambush of my Iron Hand Group in half an hour." After confirming that Qi Qilong appeared in the outer ring area, he ordered his own The Iron Hand chess pieces stopped their continuous advance and destruction of the outer ring area, and ordered them to squat in an area with good terrain, use local materials, create various traps, shelters and baits, and wait for the big points to be hooked. The political commissar sister answered calmly. "I have already taken down his laboratory and am currently on my way to the control center. Egg, Silence, for the sake of safety, once I arrive and start the operation, immediately support me with the waste code!" Following the voice of the political commissar, the voice of the Chosen One also sounded in the bridge - by the way, he also asked for external assistance to reduce the difficulty of the mission. "No problem. Ninety-nine percent of the data in this space station has been replaced with junk code. Once you reach the central control array, call either of us and we'll give you the operating authority immediately." "Okay - let's talk later. I'll take these wolf group brothers to take a shortcut and try to get the authority of the space station within half an hour - follow me and jump over here!" 33. Battle against Balaton - The Skyhammer descends Roiling flames. Continuous explosions. The white halo produced by plasma surge. The sizzling sound of the melta weapon melting and vaporizing the metal, and the sound of the metal solidifying again. And amidst the low rumbling sound, there was the echo of machines being dragged into the abyss of super-gravity hell by the gravity field created by the special particle flow and crushed to pieces. This is all that Qi Qilong's visual system can capture now. These are the sounds that now fill Qi Qilong's auditory module. About a minute ago, after obtaining a series of new intelligence from the residual channels in the outer ring area, he was very sure that at least three small areas in front of him were very safe. But now? He stepped into a carefully designed trap! He did not get any information from the outer ring channel about the enemy here! In order to deal with this terrible emergency, the leader of the technological heresy of the first space station has overloaded his thinking chip! "Formation one, formation two, overload shields, move to the head of the team. Other teams, reorganize into C formation. Light firepower covers the coordinate area and fires freely. Heavy firepower locks the coordinate area and continues to suppress. Retreat in an orderly manner." The extreme overload brought the extreme processing speed. In a flash, Qi Qilong integrated a large amount of data and used them to "peek" at the whole picture of the battlefield. Combining the various action plans he had deduced before, he calculated the current optimal solution. As the signal was transmitted, Qi Qilong's remaining troops stabilized their feet under the command of their master, raised their weapons, and fought back against the continuous bombardment of the Iron Hands Astartes while retreating in an orderly manner to the door they came from. In the calculation just now, Qi Qilong had calculated that as long as he withdrew more than 60% of his troops from this place where he could not exert his power, he could easily counterattack these Astartes who dared to expose their coordinates by counter-encircling these pseudo-emperor's dogs. After all, even if the outer ring area was already in pieces, even if there were a lot of waste codes in the space station, the Balaton I space station was his home after all! These pseudo-emperor's dogs could only use this method to seize a little advantage in his hands! However..... “Woo—woo—” "Rumble, rumble————" A shrill alarm suddenly resounded throughout the hall, and several heavy platinum doors that served as emergency blocking valves also fell rapidly amid the alarm. With a muffled sound, the area was completely blocked, and Qiqilong's retreat plan was ruined. "Probability zero. Answer, probability zero. Activate Omega Protocol." Things that were logically impossible kept happening again and again. Even though he didn't want to face certain possibilities, Chichiron completely understood his situation. Looking at the Iron Hands Astartes who had stood up from behind the bunker without any disguise, the technological heretic desperately burned his last bit of emotional thinking circuit - at the same time, he also burned his memory circuit, completely turning himself into a ruthless war command center. When his pupils were completely filled with red light, the first order of the 'newborn' Chichiron was also transmitted to the processors of all the Mechanicus units that were still connected to him. "——Everyone, restrictions lifted." ——————————————The dividing line between the Hammer guys—————————————————————— "...I have to admit that these black oil guys are really powerful after overloading - even if they die, they still want to drag more enemies down with them?" After the battle was over, the political commissar looked at the chess pieces on the plate beside her, where more than half of them were killed and the remaining pieces were all injured. There was a hint of subtlety in her tone. He had previously guessed that according to the performance of the oilmen in the space station, the Iron Hands boarding team, equipped with multi-barreled hot-melt weapons and gravity weapons, had the first-hand advantage, geographical advantage, intelligence advantage, and used waste code to invade and control all the space station equipment near the combat area. In the event of a fight with the main force of these black oilmen, as long as the black oilmen were restricted by the terrain and could not deploy their troops' firepower, they could achieve a good victory. But the reality is...
Faced with the completely reckless counterattack of the Black Oil Man's troops who had overloaded everything with self-destructive force, the Political Commissar Sister's boarding troops won, but it was not glorious. "After all, the Warhammer world view is a Bigger forces have the skills to perish together, and the oil men are experts in overloading various weapons and equipment. If they are black, they will have no limit. Anyway, what are my Tyranid troops doing now? Just wandering around in the universe?" Abathur, who currently had the least to do among the Hammers and could only command his Tyranids to go shopping in the asteroid belt, shrugged his shoulders. "Just wander around for now. If you really feel bored, go and spy on the Hive World and replace Liang Feifan's Bean Sprout. His Bean Sprout can enter the Forge World as an ally." The political commissar thought about it and gave Abathur a suggestion. "That's fine - Douya should indeed do something bigger as an 'ally'. Liang Feifan, I'll do it for you?"