Man in warhammer, war with rust

Chapter 14, first contact with the Eldar
Bah!boom!Bah!
Three missiles fell from the sky, easily destroying the green-skinned boys around the Eldar girl.

Looking up subconsciously, I saw two huge Titan-class air fortresses descending from the sky with their camouflage invisibility turned off.

As the hatch opened, forty Chiyou mecha rushed out quickly to build a simple defensive formation around them, followed by fifty psionic warriors, and two judges walked out at the end.

"Commander, I found an Eldar Whistling Banshee who was seriously injured, what should I do with her?"

Yang Chen, who could watch the live broadcast through the communication device, naturally discovered the Whistling Banshee, but swallowed the word "kill" that he was about to say after discovering the luxurious decoration on the opponent's armor.

As for the beautiful appearance of the other party, Yang Chen didn't care too much at all. In the world of Warhammer 40k, where a group of demons danced wildly, only muscular men and cold iron embroidery machines could give Yang Chen enough security.

Yang Chen, a little bean sprout like the Whistling Banshee, wouldn't take it seriously at all.

"Try to communicate with the other party." Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, and his casual sitting posture became formal. "Her identity does not seem to be simple. You can try to reach cooperation with the Eldar in this area and make them the best tool for your tasks."

"Whether you need to stab in the back after completing the task depends on the situation."

"Yes."

After replying to Yang Chen's message, the judge looked at the Spiritual Race girl who was still kneeling on the ground and covering her wound with a shocked expression.

The psionic warrior on the same side took a healing spray and threw it in front of the other party.

"Talk about?"

The Spirit Race girl didn't hesitate, and after recovering from the shock, she grabbed the healing spray.She wasn't worried about being stumbled by the treatment supplies handed over by the other party. After all, if the other party really wanted to kill her very easily, she didn't need to use such boring methods at all.

Without changing his face, he pulled out the machete that the green skin had inserted into his lower abdomen.

Then he picked up the healing spray and sprayed it on the wound at random, and the white mist quickly gathered at the wound to form a secret collection of mesh-like mucus that covered the wound.

The blood spurting wound stopped the blood as soon as it was touched by the mesh of mucus and began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Spirit Race girl glanced at the team with some dread. The two judges headed by the two judges did not talk about the vast energy in their bodies that they had never seen before. The fifty psionic warriors standing guard around them gave them enough danger. sense.

The materials on the fighter armors whose models are not recognized by themselves cannot be recognized by themselves, but the quantum shields that are turned on all over the body and the weak interaction force thrusters behind them are confirmed.

It's not that the Spirit Race can't make these things, but the practicality and the cost are completely disproportionate.

These mechas are just two words in the eyes of the Spirit Race girls: prodigal.

The Inquisitor basically understood the more common races in this universe by consulting a large amount of information a long time ago.

It's just that this Spirit Race girl is not as arrogant as she imagined, instead she looks quite calm and calm, at least she stands up without an iron head and points to herself and says she is a hairy monkey.

"We need to complete a certain mission, but the forces on this planet are intricate. If the Eldar are willing to help, we can help you leave this planet and pick up a spaceship after the mission is successful."

The judge speaks straightforwardly, without any use of words, and expresses his intentions succinctly and clearly.

"Row."

The crisp female voice sounded, and the answer from the Spirit Race girl surprised the judge.Maybe it was the saving grace, or maybe it was the promise that was so low-credibility.

Without a trace, the psychic energy that was waiting to be released in the body was dissipated, and the judge picked up an optical camouflage and threw it at the Eldar girl. Although the anti-hidden abilities of the major races on this planet are very powerful, it is better than nothing. it is good.

Along the way, I came to the temporary base of the Spirit Clan without any danger. The support guns of the two groups of Spirit Clan Heavy Weapons team quickly aimed at them. It seems that it was because I saw the Spirit Clan girl standing in the center of the team. fire.

Afterwards, the spirit clan girl shouted a few words that the judge could not understand. The protective door of the temporary base was opened, and the spirit clan inside either looked at the team that slowly entered the temporary spirit clan base with disdain or indifference.

The prestige or status of this Spirit Race girl should be very high, otherwise it would be impossible for everyone in the entire Spirit Race base to obey her orders.

When I entered the camp, I saw a ghost battle titan that was destroyed, and next to the ghost battle titan lay two Ultramarine Glory Guards. One of the Glory Guards still had a trace of spiritual energy. It was obvious that he was a powerful spirit before his death. able.

But at this time there is no breath, and it has obviously been cold for a while.

"Grass, how many monsters did the warp turbulence send in this time?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen directly uttered a foul language, the company champion and the Glory Guard, the rare elites who are usually seen at the same time, and there is a certain probability of a fierce battle with them.

Now Yang Chen can only pray that there are more elites from the Ultramarines. If there is another lord level from the Necrons, it will be difficult for him.

"Tell me about the next battle plan." The Spirit Race girl brought the two judges into the command room, pressed them twice on the command table, and a brief map of the North Road on a planet appeared.

"Also, my name is Clara Victor." Clara seemed to only want to tell the judge her own name, not her identity.

The Inquisitor is too lazy to care about these details, he just wants to complete the task now.

Reached out to a place on the virtual map.

"Human Space Marines Chapter: The Imperial Fist's landing position is very bad, and its own number is very small. It is directly in the most central position of the melee zone, and it needs to hold the Orcs, Necrons, Tyranids and you at the same time. The attack will soon perish."

The judge did not stingy with the information he had, and began to compare the situation with the opponent, and make a reasonable strategic allocation.

"The position you are in is not very good. According to our exploration unit in space, it is found that there is a team of nearly [-] ultramarine veterans behind you."

"In front of it is a melee area between a large number of Orcs and Tyranids."

On the surface, the judge is analyzing the battle situation with the opponent. In fact, the huge spiritual energy in the body has already spread out and began to investigate the combat power of the Spirit Race base.

(End of this chapter)